Death of the dark night in Douluo continent

Gu Rong saw the small black hammer in Tang San's hand, and naturally Ning Fengzhi also saw it. His expression was slightly unnatural, but he soon returned to normal. .1The magnanimity of the leader of the kanshu sect is beyond what Gu Rong can match.

Gu Rong ducked to Ning Fengzhi and said anxiously, "Sect Master, he has it in his hand"

Ning Fengzhi interrupted him, nodded and said, "I know, no wonder he is so outstanding. I didn't expect that he was from Haotian. His surname is Tang, I should have thought of it earlier."

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand continued to shine, still covering Tang San's body, pouring into his body like circles of ripples.

At this time, Tang San felt like hell had entered heaven. The warm breath was extremely gentle and nourishing his body's strength, agility, physical strength, and spirit. There were also some things that Tang San couldn't explain, all of which were recovering at an astonishing speed. .

The previous feeling of emptiness in the body, as well as the injuries caused by the huge pressure, gradually disappeared in this gentle breath. The Xuantian Gong in the body also seemed to grow stronger under its nourishment, flowing vertically and horizontally, and the cracks in the Yangwei Veins were exposed under the powerful force of the Xuantian Gong. Expanding under impact.

Tang San didn't see who helped him, immersed in the colorful light, the lost ground was gradually made up, and even became more powerful, and the lost color of the blue silver grass reappeared. The red and white halos on the Eight Spider Spears are even more impressive, and even the small black hammer in the left hand is flashing with black light at this time. 35xs

The title of the No. 1 auxiliary martial spirit of Qibao Glazed Pagoda is not deserved. As the leader of the sect, Ning Fengzhi is even more miraculous in using the super auxiliary martial spirit that is the symbol of the sect.

In just a few minutes, when Tang San opened his eyes again, he was full of energy, as if he had been reborn. If it weren't for the torn clothes on his body and the sweat that hadn't dried yet, it would have been as if he had never experienced the arduous bet before.

"Third brother, how are you?" Ning Rongrong asked with concern.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Oscar had already run to Tang San's side not long after Gu Yelan came to Tang San's side.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun also squeezed out from the crowd and surrounded Tang San in the center.

"I'm fine." As he said that, Tang San looked in the direction of the colorful light, and happened to meet Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi smiled, and the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile in his hand disappeared. As the palm was lowered, the magical spirit also disappeared.

"Why is it you?" Tang San couldn't help but said in surprise.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, "It is indeed you. It seems that we are indeed destined."

Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and said, "Dad, you guys know each other"

In fact, Ning Rongrong didn't need to say it, Tang San also vaguely guessed Ning Fengzhi's identity. The seven treasures of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared together, and how many people were able to take a few steps forward and bowed to Ning Fengzhi, "Hello, Ning Sect Master.Net"

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and raised his hand to pick up Tang San, "Since you are Rongrong's friend, and she calls you Third Brother again, you can call me Uncle Ning. I would rather hear you call me that."

Ning Fengzhi said this, which can be regarded as a public show of goodwill. You know, with his status, he is stomping around in the entire Douluo Continent, and even the princes of the empire like Xuexing dare not offend him.

The Qibao Glazed Sect is not only powerful and a dual Douluo sect, but at the same time, their financial resources are always ranked first among the seven major sects. Being recognized by the sect leader Ning Fengzhi is a great joy for most soul masters.

Tang San's mentality did not change after learning Ning Fengzhi's identity, he just saluted again, "Hello, Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi laughed and said, "Okay, okay, let's talk about it later. Let's deal with the matter at hand first."

Tang San's expression became solemn. From the perspective of the bet, although he did not fall, he also knew that it would be difficult to withstand the Titan's next attack before the incense burned out.

Although the incense on the door was now burned out, his heart felt heavy.

Tang San was definitely a person who kept his promises, but he also understood that with his current strength, it was still too difficult to resist the pressure released by Titan. He didn't know how much pressure Titan had released before, but from that last moment The sudden increase in pressure can tell that the opponent did not go all out at the beginning.

His gaze slowly shifted, and Tang San looked at Tai Tan not far away. Titan Hercules was also looking at him. When he saw his gaze, he waved slightly and strode to Tang San with his son and grandson, excitement on his face.

"I'm sorry, senior, our bet has been interrupted. But we can do it again." The opening of the Yang Wei Vein increased Tang San's ability to withstand pressure. As long as he didn't really fall in front of the opponent, he would never Will give in easily.

What Tang San didn't expect was that Tai Tan looked at him seriously, "Your name is Tang San, what's your father's name? But Tang Hao"

Tang San looked at the powerful pure strength soul master in front of him in surprise, "How do you know?" He said this, undoubtedly acknowledging what Tai Tai said.

Because of his excitement, Tai Tan's old face had a layer of blush. Under Tang San's incredulous gaze, his majestic body suddenly thumped and fell to one knee on the ground. He was so excited that he could not speak.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Tang San was startled by Tai Tan's movements and quickly moved aside, not daring to accept Tai Tai's gift.

Seeing Tai Tan kneel down, Tai Nuo and Tai Long also knelt down quickly. Tai Long was even more surprised than Tang San. He didn't understand why his grandfather's attitude changed so drastically.

Tai Tan suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Old slave Titan, please see the young master."

As soon as the words "Young Master" came out, except for Gu Yelan, Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Bone Douluo, whose expressions remained unchanged, almost everyone around them was shocked. Especially the teachers and students who had vaguely guessed Titan's strength were even more surprised.

Tang San was stunned. The person who had oppressed him and couldn't breathe before actually knelt in front of him. The huge contrast made it difficult for him to adapt to it for a moment.

"Senior, can you speak clearly first?" Tang San stepped forward to help Tai Tan, but the stubborn old man insisted on kneeling.

"Young Master. I can see you now. I don't know where the Master is now."

Of course Tang San knew from the meaning of "master" in Tai Tan's words that the master he was referring to should be his father.

His father's face flashed through his mind, and Tang San couldn't believe that a man like his father, who was immersed in low-quality alcohol every day, could actually be called a master by a strong Contra-level man.

The strong shock and sudden information made Tang San feel confused for a moment. He couldn't lift up the titan's majestic body. He was frozen there for a moment.