Tang Wutong lifted her left hand, and a pitch-black hammer with golden patterns appeared in her hand. She shook her wrist, and her Clear Sky Hammer hammered the air.

A sonic blast sounded. Within a hundred meters, all plants were decimated. A huge depression was even created in the ground.

Feng Ling groaned and spat out fresh blood. Her eyes were filled with horror.

As Tang Wutong waved that hammer, she only felt that the air had consolidated and turned into a huge hammer a hundred meters in diameter. After this, the huge hammer struck her.

The Dark Phoenix’s flames scattered and disappeared. Her legs also collapsed into the ground.

She couldn’t resist at all as her powers were completely suppressed.

Zhongli Wu’s staff was already in his hand. Avenging spirits started to rise around him. No matter what, he was still a Rank 98 Titled Douluo. He couldn’t wait and watch as he was killed. What he had to do was delay his death.

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