The aftermath of Tai Tan, Niu Gao, and Yang Wudi's combined attack made the entire venue buzz.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the smoke.
The dust and smoke slowly dispersed, leaving a mess on the auction stage.
Under the black robe, a figure is still standing upright.
It's just that the hand he used to block the attack held a...hammer.
A hammer that is completely black in color, has a simple shape, but exudes an unparalleled domineering aura.
Haotian Hammer!
In an instant, the entire auction house seemed to have pressed the mute button.
"That...that's..."
In the crowd, someone finally spoke with a trembling voice.
"The Clear Sky Hammer! That's right! It's the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"The legendary best spirit in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer!"
"This man in black robe...could it be..."
At the same time, the expressions on the faces of the four Titans quickly changed from initial shock, to shock, to disbelief, and finally turned into an extremely complex emotion.
Taitan's big hand like a cattail fan was frozen in the air, the scowl on his face was frozen, his bell-like eyes were staring at the hammer, and his Adam's apple was rolling violently.
"Impossible...absolutely impossible..."
Titan muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
Niu Gao also looked confused and puzzled: "How could it be...how could it be you?"
Bai He took a deep breath and looked at the man in black robes with eyes full of surprise.
Only Yang Wudi, after a brief absence of consciousness, his eyes under the cloak suddenly turned blood red!
A murderous aura that was even more violent and cruel than before suddenly erupted from him!
"Tang——Hao——!"
This roar was almost like tears, full of endless resentment and anger!
The soul-breaking gun in his hand once again lit up with a dazzling blood light, the gun body shook violently, and made bursts of overwhelming buzzing!
"You coward! You still have the nerve to appear in front of us!"
Yang Wudi's beard and hair were spread out, looking like a madman. He didn't give anyone time to react. With a movement of his body, the soul-breaking gun turned into a bloody lightning and stabbed towards Tang Hao again!
This shot is more powerful and decisive than any previous attack! With the tragedy of burning together!
The expression on Tang Hao's face under the cloak could not be seen clearly, but the familiar aura of the God of Death realm unconsciously restrained a bit amid Yang Wudi's roar.
Facing Yang Wudi's resentful blow, he turned his wrist, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer seemed as light as nothing in his hand.
Another deafening sound of gold and iron!
Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer arrived first and landed on the tip of the soul-breaking gun with incomparable accuracy.
This time, Yang Wudi only felt an overwhelming force coming from the tip of the gun, his arm shook violently, and the tiger's mouth instantly burst.
Subsequently, he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
Just one hammer and the difference was made!
His martial spirit's attacks are indeed extremely sharp, but when faced with something as powerful, heavy, and hard as the Clear Sky Hammer, there is nothing he can do!
Tang Hao slowly retracted the Clear Sky Hammer, and the hammer head tapped the ground lightly, making a dull sound.
He did not pursue or speak, he just stood there quietly, but the aura around him became deeper and deeper.
At this moment, a gentle but powerful voice flowed in everyone's heart like a clear spring.
Not far from the auction stage, a slender figure appeared quietly.
The visitor is dressed in white, spotless and spotless. He is none other than the head of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi!
He is holding a nine-story pagoda in his hand, with seven-colored light flowing. It is his martial spirit, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!
Titan felt a majestic force pouring into his body, and his energy and blood, which had been sluggish due to shock, instantly boiled!
Bai He also felt that his speed had increased to a higher level again, and his body became lighter!
"Three: Soul!"
"Four: Defense!"
Two more rays of light shot out and merged into the bodies of Niu Gao and Yang Wudi, who had just struggled to get up.
Niu Gao's defensive aura became thicker, and Yang Wudi's soul power disorder was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the blood glow on the soul-breaking gun seemed to be a little brighter.
"Sect Master Ning!"
Tatan spoke, looking at Tang Hao with complicated eyes, and then at Ning Fengzhi.
"There is Sect Master Laoning."
Niu Gao also said in a deep voice.
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on Tang Hao with deep eyes.
"Hao Tian crowned me, you are well."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar again!
Haotian Crown!
This title, compared to the previous roar of Yang Wudi, undoubtedly confirmed the identity of the man in black robe!
It’s really him! The former Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!
"He is really Haotian Douluo?!"
"Oh my God! This is a legendary figure!"
"Didn't he long ago..."
Before the discussion could end, several powerful auras suddenly descended from different directions at almost the same time!
An unparalleled sword energy, like the stars in the sky rolling back, pointed directly at Tang Hao with an edge that cut off everything!
"Haotian Zong, when did you do something so mean?!"
With a slightly playful ridicule, a strange bone spear appeared silently on the other side of Tang Hao, blocking his retreat.
On the other side of the auction house, a dark green figure quietly emerged, with a hint of teasing in his green eyes, it was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!
"Tsk, tsk, how can such a lively scene be without my old poisoner."
Behind Ning Fengzhi, a tall and muscular man wearing black clothes took a step forward. The shadow of the golden Xuanwu loomed behind him, it was Xu Jiushi!
Sword Dou Luo Chenxin!
Bone Douluo Gurong!
Poison Douluo Dugubo!
There is also Xuanwu Douluo, Xu Jiushi!
Four powerful men at the Title Douluo level, plus the heads of the four single-attribute clans assisted by Ning Fengzhi!
The entire auction house was instantly enveloped by a suffocating pressure!
"Oh my God! Is the Qibao Glazed Sect out in force?"
"Four powerful Soul Douluo, four titled Douluo, plus Ning Fengzhi, this... what kind of lineup is this!"
In a VIP private room.
Prince Snow Star suddenly stood up from his seat, with horror written on his face.
"Dugu Bo? He...why is he here?"
He clearly remembered that the last time he was in Soto City, Dugu Bo personally told him that the man in black robe was extremely powerful and he was no match for him.
"What is going on now? How dare he take the initiative to stand up for the Qibao Glazed Sect and confront Tang Hao?"
Prince Xuexing was puzzled.
"Did the Qibao Glazed Sect give him any benefits that he couldn't refuse?"
In the exclusive private room of Wuhun Palace on the other side.
Salas was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and he almost threw himself in front of Bibi Dong.
"His Holiness the Pope! Look, Your Majesty the Pope!"
He pointed down incoherently, his voice a little sharp due to excitement.
"It's Tang Hao! It's really Tang Hao! It took no effort to find him even though he was wearing iron shoes!"
"We have been searching for so many years, but we didn't expect him to show up here on his own!"
Bibi Dong's lazy look had long since disappeared. She stood up slowly, and the cold light in her eyes flashed away.
A terrifying murderous aura spread out of her body like a real substance, and the temperature in the entire private room seemed to have dropped sharply.
"Tang Hao..."
Her red lips opened slightly and her voice was cold.
Salas felt this murderous intent and felt a chill in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and respectfully waited for the Pope's order.
He could almost predict that the next moment, the Pope would order that Tang Hao be cut into pieces!
However, just when the aura on Bibi Dong's body reached its peak, she slowly calmed down again.
She sat back on the chair again, with a meaningful arc at the corner of her mouth.
"There's no rush."
Salas was stunned:
"His Holiness the Pope?"
Bibi Dong's slender fingers tapped the armrest lightly, a calculating light shining in her beautiful eyes.
"It is said that the three sects are connected by the same spirit. Although the Haotian Sect has closed the mountain gate, its power is still there."
"This Tang Hao is the symbol of the Haotian Sect."
"The Qibao Glazed Sect has put up such a big battle today, and depending on the relationship, it may...have conquered these four single-attribute clans."
"I think I want to make a complete break with the Haotian Sect's past,"
"In that case, let them fight."
Bibi Dong said calmly, with a hint of the joy of watching a play in his tone.
"I want to see how much the Qibao Glazed Sect is willing to pay for these few hard bones, and whether it will really compete with Tang Hao because of this auction item!"
"Let's see, how much of the majesty of the legendary Haotian Douluo is still left in the past."
"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Maybe... both sides will be injured, it is unknown."
Salas heard this and immediately understood Bibi Dong's intention. A trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he thought to himself:
“Your Majesty the Pope, you are indeed far-sighted.”