197: Trinity, fusion of martial souls!

Above the sky, the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer expanded a hundredfold, resembling a posture capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

And within it, a large rune-covered hand seeped out from behind Tang San. Tang San, whose eyes were filled with dark red runes, now sneered as he looked at Qian Feng, his expression smug.

"Qian Feng! I am different from you. I have no attachments, so I can do as I please~"

"But what about you? One moment you worry about Bibi Dong from the Spirit Hall, the next you miss Water Binger and the other women~ Now that the Spirit City is on the verge of destruction, all of this~ is thanks to the Title Douluo around you!"

Qian Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air. The deterrence of the Haotian Hammer in the sky was truly terrifying.

Besides Bibi Dong and others who had left, many people within the Spirit City still had not left, even though the residents were being rapidly evacuated.

And once the blood of these ordinary Soul Master was absorbed by Tang San again, it would be even more troublesome!

Qian Feng held the Zhi Ge Sword, raised his head, and looked at the approaching Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer. The feeling was truly somewhat terrifying, like the sky was falling.

Fortunately, using such a powerful soul skill, Tang San was clearly struggling. It seemed that the four of them, including Bibi Dong, did not attack his soul skill, causing his strength not to break through the peak.

As a result, the speed at which the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer descended was not fast.

"Sword Dao: Myriad Forms - Human!" Qian Feng coldly shouted. The Zhi Ge Sword stood vertically in front of him, and then figures of Human Form rushed towards the sky.

Hundreds of figures of Human Form, wielding the afterimage Zhi Ge Sword in their hands, rushed towards the Haotian Hammer without fear.

Bursts of Golden Lightning hummed and shattered on the hammer body, unable to stop it.

"This..." Qian Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air. The failure of the Human Form to stop it was met with Tang San's even more rampant laughter:

"Life and death are decided! Qian Feng, in the end, you still couldn't outscheme me~ Hahaha, after the blood of this city is absorbed by me, all my previous injuries will recover!"

Qian Feng shook his head. As the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer descended, a greater sense of oppression struck.

He looked down at the city below. Some houses could no longer withstand the high pressure and began to crack.

Bibi Dong and more than ten other Title Douluo were evacuating with all their might, but they could not transport tens of thousands of civilian Soul Master from the city in a short time.

"Sword Dao Vientiane: Sky!"

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, and Golden Lightning struck towards the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer.

Qian Feng did not stop, even though his body was already trembling from the intense use of soul power and divine power:

"Sword Dao Vientiane: Earth!" The mountains and forests outside the Spirit City, under the control of the sword technique, began to gather flying stones.

"Sword Dao: Myriad Forms - Human!" As the Sky and Earth forms converged, the Human Form once again split out from around Qian Feng's body.

The three moves of Sky, Earth, and Human were used together, jointly blocking the attack of the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer!

Qian Feng's face turned pale. This was the first time he had attempted to use Sky, Earth, and Human simultaneously. He raised his head and squinted to look.

Fortunately, it had an effect.

The attack of the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer suddenly paused. Tang San coldly snorted, and the palm of the Disaster Ancestor's true body behind him touched the hammer body, continuing to inject his own soul power.

After a short time, the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer, like a giant beast slowly waking up, began to descend again.

"Hahahaha~ Oh dear, Qian Feng, Qian Feng, you really startled me again." Tang San laughed hideously. Looking at the Haotian Hammer that continued to operate, he finally felt at ease.

This was a choice. Whether Qian Feng left or not, as long as the civilian Soul Master within the Spirit City could not be evacuated, he, Tang San, would win!

He was just a little bit of blood away from completely merging the power of the Blood Plague Calamity Ancestor. If Qian Feng hadn't suddenly come to Slaughter City, he would have planned to secretly leave to kill ordinary Soul Master.

Along with Tang San's rampant laughter, Golden Lightning flickered on the Zhi Ge Sword that Qian Feng held tightly.

After absorbing the Shura Demon Sword and the Angel Divine Sword, the Zhi Ge Sword was already close to perfection.

Then

Qian Feng's heart suddenly leaped. Looking at the continuously falling Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer, he chose to unleash his full speed and flew towards the sky.

"What? You want to use your life to resist? Good, good~"

Just as he was about to collide with the Haotian Hammer, Qian Feng's Zhi Ge Sword flew out of his hand and was thrown towards the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer!

Under the Haotian Hammer, which was the size of a city, the Zhi Ge Sword was more like a silver needle wrapped in Golden Lightning.

With a clang, the Zhi Ge Sword pierced into the Haotian Hammer!

"Hmm?" A wave of unease rose in Tang San's heart. He saw Qian Feng raising his head to look at the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer, his right hand forming a sword finger and placing it in front of him.

"Zhi Ge Sword: Shatter!"

As his voice fell, Tang San's body suddenly trembled, and even the Disaster Ancestor's hand growing from his back was trembling.

Immediately after, cracks began to appear on the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer, and those streaks of Golden Lightning seeped out from the cracks.

With a deafening roar that spread across the Continent, the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer exploded outwards from the inside, blinding golden light mixed with dark red blood energy sweeping out.

The scene was like the scorching sun in the sky exploding. The entire Continent could see this shocking scene that would shake the past and present.

All Soul Master within the Spirit City whose cultivation level was below Soul Saint lay prostrate on the ground to avoid being accidentally injured.

The accompanying fierce wind also blew the people in the streets. Only by lying on the ground could they avoid being blown away.

With a hum, the Zhi Ge Sword flew back into Qian Feng's hand. However, this time, the upper half of the sword body was completely shattered, leaving only half of the Zhi Ge Sword.

At this cost, the result was also good.

Tang San vomited a large mouthful of blood. Three fingers of the five-fingered Disaster Ancestor behind him were broken, leaving only the front two fingers.

"Madman... You are the madman." Tang San's body trembled slightly. A pair of demonic hands continued to appear with dark red blood energy: "It's not over yet, I still have the ability to turn the tables!"

Along with Tang San's muttering, his body's blood energy began to gather, and a phantom image of a Disaster Ancestor's palm covered in runes appeared behind him.

Not only that, but Tang San himself had gone mad. He was not only transferring soul power, but also gathering his life force into the palm behind him.

From an originally gloomy young man, his face aged rapidly, and his black hair turned white.

His voice also became that of a seventy or eighty-year-old man.

This giant demonic hand phantom of the Disaster Ancestor had a pressure no less than that of the Blood Fiend Haotian Hammer.

It was also at this moment that two beautiful figures flew towards Qian Feng's location.

"What are you doing here! Leave quickly! The battle isn't over yet, Tang San still has tricks up his sleeve!" Qian Feng's heart leaped, and he said anxiously and sternly.

Qian Renxue and Water Binger exchanged glances, their expressions solemn.

"Brother, my sister-in-law and I can help you! Although we can't attack Tang San, we can give our strength to you."

"Hmm?" Qian Feng looked at the two women in surprise.

"Feng, you and I have long since become husband and wife in reality. There will definitely be no problem with Martial Soul fusion and divine power transmission!" Water Binger's tone was firm and gentle as she held Qian Feng's right hand.

"That's right, brother, you and I are still born of the same parents, our blood is connected~" Qian Renxue smiled excitedly, stepped forward, and held Qian Feng's left hand:

"Who cares about that damn Tang San, we siblings will hammer him to death together!"

"Hehe." Qian Feng smiled slightly, gripping the two women's soft hands. A feeling of mutual understanding emerged.

A little light appeared on the bodies of the three of them.

The Disaster Ancestor's demonic hand in the sky was still condensing. The runes carved on it were shocking. The white-haired Tang San had sacrificed everything, standing on the fingertip of the palm.

"If I kill you, I will have everything... If I kill you, I will have everything!"

Qian Feng raised his head and coldly snorted:

"Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Divine Souls Connected!"

Amidst the flashing light, dragon horns grew on Qian Feng's head. The divine power of the Sea God and the Angel God turned into specks of flowing light, surrounding him.

His soul power also crossed from ninety-nine to level one hundred at this moment!

Qian Feng held the half Zhi Ge Sword, possessing the power of three gods!