Douluo: The martial soul swallows fire, swallows the sky and the earth.

Chapter 82 The Seven Mature Tang San
"I didn't expect that King Shura's backstage was actually the King of Slaughter. No wonder he can be so unscrupulous in the city of killing!"

"After a long time of work, it turns out that he is the great-grandson of the King of Slaughter. No wonder he can be impunity. King Shura deserves to be damned for using the back door!"

The fallen ones were filled with righteous indignation, and they had already tested the eighteen generations of King Shura's ancestors ten thousand times in their hearts.

"You have made a plan to die by talking behind your back and slandering me and my great-grandfather!"

Tang San glanced over with cold eyes, and the group of corrupted people instantly fell silent and lowered their heads in silence.

Shi Yi shifted his gaze from the King of Slaughter to Tang San, half-smiling but not smiling: "So this is your confidence. If your great-grandfather dies, how should you deal with it?"

"My great-grandfather was invincible in the city of killing. Who can kill him? Just you, a loyal dog who cannot use soul skills?"

Tang San, who was behind the King of Slaughter, sneered with contempt in his eyes, perfectly explaining why a fox pretends to be a tiger.

Shi Yi glanced at Tang San coldly, ignored him, looked at the King of Slaughter, and said calmly: "If my guess is true, you don't have much life left."

Hearing this, the Slaughter King was shocked in his heart.

The previous two attempts to block Shi Yi's soul bone skills had used Shura's divine power, otherwise they would not have been able to protect Tang San intact.

Due to being parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king for a long time, his body was hollowed out.

Now that the Shura Blood Sword and Shura Divine Power are being used, the physical load has reached its limit, and there is not much time left to live.

"You're right. Although I don't have much time left, it's enough for me to level the Spirit Hall and destroy the Spirit Empire."

Tang Chen held the Shura Demonic Sword in his hands, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger, and vowed to avenge the Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen briefly regained consciousness before, and Tang San told Tang Chen everything that Wuhun Palace had done.

The destruction of the Haotian Sect and the death of his two grandchildren allowed Tang Chen's consciousness to briefly suppress the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Tang San's great-grandfather call just now completely awakened Tang Chen's consciousness.

"Destroy the Spirit Palace and destroy the Spirit Empire. It depends on whether you have the ability!"

Shi Yi's deep black eyes were filled with anger, a dark aura surged around his body, and the armor of the abyss was attached to his body.

At this moment, his physical state has reached the peak of quasi-god existence!

"You are not very old, how come you can cultivate your physical body to such an extent?"

Tang Chen's eyes widened and he was shocked by the overwhelming blood energy pouring out of Shi Yi's body.

People of the same generation as Qian Daoliu are already over a hundred years old.

A young person can surpass him, a living fossil, in this field.

This is simply incredible.

This situation is equivalent to a primary school student solving a century-old problem that has troubled top mathematicians for countless years.

"Is this a soul bone skill?"

Tang Chen smiled meaningfully, the killing field spread out, and a blood-red world spread, covering Shi Yi instantly.

The armor of the abyss on Shi Yi immediately dissipated.

The killing field is a brand new field that Tang Chen realized in the killing god field.

In the killing field, all soul ring and soul bone skills cannot be used, it is extremely domineering!
The change was so sudden that Shi Yi was slightly startled. He quickly adjusted and said to Tang Chen: "The battle between you and me will plunge the killing city into eternal disaster. Come with me and go out and fight."

"Why, Qian Daoliu is out there, and the two of you want to join forces to fight me. This is a good plan." Tang Chen smiled coldly, and now he and Tang San were the only ones left in the Haotian Sect, and it felt like everyone was fighting.

Shi Yi couldn't help laughing and shook his head gently: "No third party will interfere in the battle between you and me. You can rest assured about this."

Tang Chen looked into Shi Yi's eyes and thought for a moment. Anyway, if he wanted to clear out the Wuhun Hall, he couldn't get around Shi Yi, Qian Daoliu and the others.

"Hmph, so what if you come with Qian Daoliu? Even if I don't have much time left, dragging this broken body, I, Tang Chen, can still run across the world with the Shura Blood Sword in my hand and kill you and others!"

Tang Chen's momentum was leaking out, he was domineering and powerful, like an unparalleled god of death, overlooking the world.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."

Shi Yi's eyes were blazing and his blood was boiling. He couldn't wait to fight Tang Chen.

When Tang San heard Tang Chen's words, his expression froze, he looked at the tall figure in front of him, and said with a trembling voice: "Great-grandfather, you are the King of Slaughter, how could you die? This is not true, this is not true. ,right?"

Tang San pinned all his hopes on Tang Chen, but now he learns that Tang Chen is about to die soon. How can people accept this?

Tang Chen turned his back and showed a relatively kind smile: "My child, you don't have to be sad. In the remaining time, I will make Wuhun Palace pay the price, so that the souls of the Haotian Sect can rest in peace, and also bring peace to the world."

Seeing that the only surviving disciple of the Haotian Sect, in order to improve his strength, did not hesitate to kill innocent people, and ended up in this situation, he felt very guilty and blamed himself.

"Great-grandfather!"

Tang San cried, feeling sad and angry, hating himself for being too weak.

However, when he thought that Shi Yi would be defeated by his great ancestor with his invincible style later, he felt a little better.

"Shi Yi, you will pay the price for your actions. After you die, I will not let go of all the people close to you. I will make them suffer to death!"

Tang San's eyes were fierce, and he hated Shi Yi to the core.

Tang Chen glanced at Tang San helplessly, sighed softly, and said to Shi Yi: "Let's go, let's fight outside."

Shi Yi said coldly: "Tang Chen, your great-grandson's mouth is very annoying."

Tang San's eyes were contemptuous: "As long as my great-grandfather is here, you'd better save yourself. If you are a smart person, you should find a grave for yourself in advance, but don't worry, no one will come to pay homage to you, and neither will your body." Sleep in the ground forever, because I will crush you to ashes!"

Suddenly, large black flames ignited on Tang San's face, constantly burning his cheeks.

"Ahhh--bitch, what did you do to me?"

Tang San howled in pain, and the burning sensation that penetrated into his bone marrow made him roll on the ground. He kept slapping the flames on his cheeks with both hands, but to no avail.

In just a short moment, Tang San could no longer make any sound, all his waist-length blue hair was burned, and the pungent burnt smell spread from his body.

"Go ahead, King Shura was burned to a half-cook by the Void Killing God!" A fallen person exclaimed.

"It's so comfortable. This beast, King Shura, also has this day. He wants you to suck my soul power, suck my blood, and burn him to death!"

Many of the degenerates who were persecuted by Tang San felt happier than ever before.

"In the killing field, you shouldn't be able to use soul skills and soul bone skills!"

Tang Chen looked at Shi Yi in front of him in shock. At some point, he found himself in an illusory and dark world.

He immediately understood that this was the other party’s domain!
And the level of this field seems to be higher than his killing field!
Could this person have also been inherited by the gods?

Think carefully!

(End of this chapter)