Douluo: Son of Chenxin, kill the god with one sword!

Chapter 192 Murderous intent at dawn! God of Rakshasa!

The mountain shattered violently, and among the cracked rubble, Tang San forced himself to stand up. He raised his head in confusion and looked at the source of dust slowly falling from the sky and coughed.

Thick smoke and dust poured into Tang San's nose and lungs along with Tang San's breathing regardless of priority, and the accompanying violent cough made him feel as if he wanted to cough out his own organs.

Everyone looked at Tang San who stood up from the rubble and was in a state of embarrassment. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, the bright red blood had stained all his clothes, and the tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body were worse than even a beggar.

As the first ray of the sun outside the horizon faded, everyone suddenly came to their senses and looked at Tang San who was still alive in shock.

Is the war between gods over?

Qian Renxue was killed with a sword and Tang San was seriously injured. Is there anyone on the mainland who can deal with Chen Yuan?

Never again, I'm afraid.

As for counting on Tang San, no one had even thought about it.

In his heyday, Tang San could barely survive a few rounds from Chen Yuan. In his current state, the last great spirit master was probably able to hold his own against Tang San for a few rounds.

With Tang San's strength alone, there is absolutely no hope.

Rather, after enduring so many blows, it was beyond everyone's expectation that Tang San could still be sitting here alive.

Almost everyone thought that Tang San would die with Qian Renxue's sword.

Rather than being tortured in pain, maybe it would be better to die directly.

Chen Yuan looked at Tang San in the pit indifferently, without any emotion at all. Gu Jing Wubo's face said something seemingly surprised in the calmest words: "You really resisted being beaten, and you're still alive?"

Faced with the good news that he was still alive, Tang San was not at all happy. He just looked at Chen Yuan from a distance and was thinking about approaching, and his body was already shaking like chaff.

He is not dead. It is absolutely impossible for Chen Yuan to let him go, and it is impossible for him to let go of the Tang Clan.

Tang San wanted to say something, but just now Chen Yuan had smashed all his teeth in three or two blows, and his body was unable to recover the depleted divine power, let alone fighting.

The closer the dust source was, the harder Tang San's body shook.

He trembled as he watched the approaching Chenyuan move back with his hands and feet, and finally knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

His mouth was full of blood and tears, and his words were unclear: "Chenyuan, please let me go!"

"I promise that after today, the Tang Sect will never offend anyone or any force, and will bow to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"In all matters, obey orders!"

"Qian Renxue came to me to mention the matter of joining forces to encircle and suppress the Qibao Glazed Sect. I definitely have no such intention!"

The words made the remaining elders of Wuhun Palace look at him angrily. Unfortunately, Qian Renxue was already dead, so Tang San could only let Tang San talk about this matter, and Wuhun Palace couldn't produce any evidence.

Tang San's red and swollen eyes kept pleading with himself and the Tang Clan, but unfortunately, all his sweet words could not shake Chen Yuan's mind.

It’s over.

Tang San only had this thought in his heart at the moment, looking at Chen Yuan with trembling eyes.

The Tang Sect behind him was even more ashen-faced. The gods they were most proud of had already become like this, begging for mercy. How could the people of the Tang Sect be so good?

As a force that joined forces with Wuhun Palace to besiege the Qibao Glazed Sect, they killed many members of the Qibao Glazed Sect. For convenience, they also used a lot of hidden weapons.

If the casualties were truly counted, they would already number in the tens of thousands.

Now that Tang San has been sentenced to death by Chen Yuan, one can imagine the Tang Sect's final fate.

Among the Tang Sect, the most difficult to accept was the Haotian Sect.

After learning the news that Tang San had become a god, Tang Xiao, who thought he would never be shackled by Chen Yuan again, came back with his sect members. There may not be one god on the mainland for ten thousand years. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to catch the express ship.

Who would have thought that the boat would capsize in the waves before it started sailing.

Although Tang Xiao did not face Chen Yuan's power directly, but he just watched the changes in Chen Yuan's momentum from a distance, and he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

If they announce their seclusion now, is it too late? I'm afraid Chen Yuan won't agree at all.

Tang Xiao could only ask the disciples of the Haotian Sect to stay away, for fear of attracting the attention of Chen Yuan who was beating Tang San.

Opposite to it is the Wuhun Palace.

In a normal battle, Wuhun Palace, which had focused on killing the Qibao Glazed Sect from the beginning, naturally had no room for excuse.

The only thing he can do is to fight to the death with the Qibao Glazed Sect.

But now there is no leader, and facing Chen Yuan, there is only one way for the whole palace to die.

Seeing Tang San stepping on Qian Renxue when he was already about to die, the elders felt angry in their hearts, wishing they could kill him right there with the Tang Clan.

The eyes of the whole continent are focused on this broken mountain.

It was as if he didn't want to miss the moment when a god was killed by a mortal.

If the scene of becoming a god is a rare event, then the scene of ordinary people killing gods is an act that only exists in dreams.

This is something that has never happened in the history of Douluo Continent. It is completely something that has never existed. Everyone hopes to be a witness at this time.

"Chen Yuan, I guarantee that our Tang Sect will definitely become the dogs of the Qibao Glazed Sect!"

"If you ask us to go east, we will never go west!"

Tang San begged so hard that his head was almost pressed into the ground.

His voice was filled with a strong atmosphere of tragedy, and he packaged himself as a victim, and finally blamed Wuhundian for all his mistakes, and finally showed his sincerity.

In this case, the speed of kneeling down was much faster than Sakura Chenyuan knew.

Chen Yuan did not speak, but slowly walked to and stood in front of Tang San.

The sudden stop made Tang San a little surprised, but he restrained himself and kept his kneeling posture, fearing that Chen Yuan would be offended by the change of movements.

It's not an accident that he knelt down a little too smoothly, Tang San also knew a lot about the source of urine-related dust.

He stopped not because he was moved by Tang San's confession.

Chen Yuan raised his head indifferently and shook his neck.

In the Rakshasa fantasy, Bibi Dong frowned and looked at Chen Yuan who suddenly stopped, muttering to herself: "Why didn't he kill Tang San?"

"Logically speaking, Tang San is already useless. He didn't show any mercy when he killed Qian Renxue. How could he stop here?"

Seeing Chen Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Bibi Dong suddenly got goosebumps all over her body.

Theoretically, she shouldn't be discovered when she exists in Shura's illusion, and she can wait for an opportunity to come out after Chen Yuan kills Tang San.

But Chen Yuan's gaze made Bibi Dong a little uneasy. Should she wait or go now?

(End of this chapter)