Crossing Douluo: Three Gods in One

Chapter 184 Zhang Erhe

"Disgusting guy!"

Hu Liena, who was in the state of martial soul fusion technique, looked down upon it and immediately raised her moon blade to meet the dragon claw hand that was grabbing her breast.

With Zhang Tong's shared spiritual detection and the ability to anticipate the enemy's moves, how could the two old men be able to defeat the evil spirit?

Soon, the two old men were knocked to the ground, their hands shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Yan would of course not miss this opportunity. His upper clothes were torn into pieces instantly, and Yan's muscles bulged like granite. In just a moment, his body had expanded to three meters away.

Immediately, the flaming fists and the two old men's palms collided with each other, and the sleeves of the two old men were torn into pieces, their arms were twisted and deformed, their bones and meridians were dislocated, and their expressions were distorted, their faces turned red, and their bodies kept retreating!

click!
A crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, and the two old men wailed. They were slapped away by Yan and fell heavily to the ground. They struggled to get up while holding their broken arms, gasping for breath.

Ye Lingling in the distance covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes were gentle and full of affection. This was Yan standing up for her. Being protected by the person she loved, was there anything more joyful than this?
Yan steadied himself, and cast a grim gaze upon the young man on horseback, shocking the young man so much that he looked terrified and said in a timid tone:
"Don't come over here. Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? My father is Zhang Erhe, the leader of the Yunyu Sect and a powerful Soul Douluo.

Even if you have the martial soul fusion skill, it doesn’t matter. As long as my father takes action, you will be killed without a burial place.

But today I will give you a chance. If you offer a few beauties to me, I will guarantee you wealth and glory, and great benefits."

As he was talking, the young man, perhaps remembering that he still had a father who was a Soul Douluo, reverted to his old ways and started shouting wildly.

Zhang Tong smiled coldly. If the leader of the Yunyu Sect knew that his son was such a traitor, would he regret not shooting his son against the wall?

In order to avoid future troubles, Zhang Tong had already planned to eradicate the Yunyu Sect. Just from the name, one could tell that it was not a decent sect, so he was eliminating harm for the people.

Zhang Tong shared his thoughts through mental detection and told Yan the next move. Yan understood immediately, and with a flash of his body, he jumped onto the horse's back, stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed the young man's throat.

Standing on the horse's back, he grabbed the young man's neck and lifted him up high. The surging soul power aggressively rushed into his body, dispersing his already weak soul power.

"...Uh...My father, Zhang Erhe, let me go..."

The young man rolled his eyes, kicked his feet, twisted his body, and continued to shout.

"Sir, I advise you to let my young master go, otherwise my clan leader will not let you go. My clan leader is a level 88 Soul Douluo. If you hurt the young master, you will be unable to escape even if you are a Soul Saint! What's more, you are all Soul Emperors!"

Elder Xu looked anxious and threatened directly.

"We need to discuss this properly. Please let our young master go and leave. If you hurt the young master, everything will be irreversible..."

Elder Zhao was also anxious and tried to comfort him earnestly.

Seeing Yan restraining the young man, the two old men in yellow did not dare to move, not to mention that they were already unable to defeat him, so one of them played the good cop and the other the bad cop, intending to save the young man.

However, Zhang Tong told Yan not to pay attention to it. In his opinion, if he had known this would happen, he would not have done it in the first place. Besides, if this villain really let him go, he would definitely be in trouble in the future.

After all, a thief can only steal for a thousand days, but you can never guard against thieves for a thousand days. It is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain. Once you offend someone, you should cut off the roots.

Zhang Tong walked over, his eyes fell on the young man's face, and said:

"You bully men and women, do whatever you want, and are full of evil. As the saying goes, like son, like father. It seems that your father is not a good guy either. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and eliminate this evil for the people!"

As he said that, he looked at Yan, and Yan threw the young man out with his hand!

With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground. The young man screamed, covered his neck and vomited wildly.

Zhang Tong folded his hands across his chest, his robes fluttering, his long hair dancing, and for a moment he looked extremely graceful and righteous, and said calmly:
"I'll give you a chance. Call your father out. I will kill both you and your son!"

All around, mercenaries, merchants, and shop owners scattered on street corners were watching the scene with different expressions.

Some had a look of praise, some had a look of ridicule, and some had a look of sympathy. They all talked in a low voice, but none of them had any hope for Zhang Tong.

There were such young people with a sense of justice in the past, but they died later. The men were okay, as they died quickly and neatly; the women were even more miserable, as they were insulted to death. The strength of Contra is really not just talk.

No one stepped forward to remind or persuade, they all watched everything develop quietly, fearing that they would be held accountable later.

At this time, Elder Zhao and Elder Xu, who were both seriously injured, hurried forward to pull the young man up. Regardless of their own injuries, they looked at Zhang Tong vigilantly and protected the young man.

The young man recovered and looked directly at Zhang Tong standing on horseback, his eyes full of hatred and cruelty, and he said with a wicked smile:
"I have seen many people like you. You were beaten like a dog in front of my father. I will not let you die easily. I will let you watch those five beauties enjoying themselves under me..."

"Humph!"

Hearing the young man's obscene words, Zhang Tong snorted coldly and looked at the young man with murderous intent!

The young man was so frightened that his body trembled, fear revealed in his eyes, and then he became angry and took out a bamboo tube and pulled it towards the sky:
"One arrow through the clouds, and dad will come to see me right away, hehe!"

The cloud-piercing arrow flew into the sky and exploded into the shape of a long stick. The young man pointed at Zhang Tongdao happily:

"Don't go, you! Wait for death! You, buy a coffin, you!"

In the blink of an eye, in the faraway city center of Yuxian City, a tremendous and majestic aura suddenly rose up, and an angry roar resounded over the city like thunder in the sky.

"I am here, who dares to hurt my son!"

The sound like thunder continued to echo over the city. The pedestrians on the street, who were already timid, shrank their necks and acted like ostriches when they heard the sound.

Zhang Tong looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure emitting a majestic aura coming from the air. He arrived at the scene of the crime in just a few steps.

The man who came was 80% similar to the young man, but he looked middle-aged. He should be the young man's father, the leader of the Yunyu Sect, Zhang Erhe.

He was dressed in fine clothes, but his clothes were disheveled. He had a cold expression, but there were several red lip marks on his face. He frowned and was furious for being interrupted at the critical moment.

He looked unhappy. He was having a great time just now, but was almost scared to death by his bastard son.

He glanced around and saw that his bastard son was still alive, and his cold expression eased a little.

His eyes turned and first looked at Zhang Tong, and found that he was a level 60 Soul Emperor who had not yet obtained the sixth soul ring, so he ignored him and immediately looked at Yan, also with a disdainful expression!

He turned his head to look at Yaomei and nodded, as if to say that this was okay.

Then he looked at Ye Lingling, Xuewu, Shui Binger and Shui Yueer in the distance, his eyes lit up, and he teased wantonly:
"Tsk tsk, there are such beauties in the world, and five of them, each with a slim waist and a nice butt. It must be a special kind of fun to play with them..."

Zhang Tong was speechless. It was true that like son, like father. This father and son were exactly the same. Neither of them was a good person.

Seeing Zhang Erhe coming, the young man became arrogant again, separated the two elders in front of him, pointed at Yan and Zhang Tong, and said arrogantly:
"Dad, it was those two bastards who almost killed me. You must destroy their martial spirits, break their limbs, and let them watch me play with those beauties..."

Zhang Erhe turned around and glared at his son, saying sternly:
"What are you talking about? These beauties are your future stepmothers. As for you two..."

Zhang Erhe paused, turned his gaze towards Yan and Zhang Tong, a playful smile appeared on his face, stroked his chin, and said jokingly:

"You are quite powerful. If you offer these beauties to me, I will give you a chance to be my godson. You must guard my son in the future. Don't make any mistakes!"

"Dad, you want to eat alone again, and you still want this kid to be your bodyguard, but the hand that pinched me must be crippled..."

"Ha ha……"

Before Yan moved, Zhang Tong suddenly laughed wildly and ostentatiously, his unbridled laughter echoing in all directions.

What kind of thing is this? Is a mere Contra worthy of it?
"Today you shall die, your son shall die, and your sect shall be destroyed. Even if you call me dad, you will not have a chance of survival!"

"How dare you! I saw that you have some talent, so I wanted to give you a chance to live. Humph, you are shameless, then go to hell!"

Zhang Erhe's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he spoke coldly.

Then he raised his palm, flipped his five fingers, and swung out five sharp forces. A sharp hissing sounded in the air and shot towards Zhang Tong.

At this time, the demon stood in front of Zhang Tong and pointed at Zhang Erhe with a provocative look!

How could Zhang Erhe bear it? His soul rings rose up one after another!

Two yellow, two purple and four black, it turned out to be a powerful Soul Douluo!
"Okay, let me see the results of your training over the past few years!"

Zhang Tong said lightly!

He immediately stepped aside and handed the stage to seven people!
The seven of them did not hesitate and immediately formed their battle formations!
A lineup is composed of Ye Lingling for assistance, Shui Yue'er for agility attack, Xuewu and Shui Bing'er for control, and Yan and Yaomei for strong attack!
The first to take action was Yan. His sixth soul ring lit up, and his hands quickly turned into tiger claws, and then he pounced towards Zhang Erhe!

"Sixth Soul Skill: Flame Sword Claw!"

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Zhang Erhe showed a look of contempt, and then the third soul ring lit up. At that moment, a long stick emerged from his crotch, like a golden hoop, without the mantra of "da da da", and immediately poked it in front of Yan's face!
As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger. Before Yan even touched Zhang Erhe, he was forced back by the long stick and had to turn around to avoid this dangerous attack.

"I encountered a female martial spirit in the City of Slaughter, and now I encountered a male one! This is really interesting!"

Zhang Tongliao on the side was watching this scene with great interest. To be honest, the martial spirit attack of Zhang Erhe reminded him of the attack of the Yin-Yang corpse in the movie "Monster City" in his previous life!
(End of this chapter)