Divorced Bibi Dong, who made her refuse to consummate the marriage!

Chapter 114 The Human King Qin Chuan!

Qian Daoliu was so frightened that he ignored the others and desperately activated the Angel Divine Sword to stop Tang San from moving forward.

In just a moment, he stood in front of Bibi Dong, and the power of the Angel Sword fully exploded at this moment.

"Angels are coming!"

Qian Daoliu roared.

On top of the Angel Divine Sword, a bright brilliance suddenly bloomed, turning into a golden halo that quickly spread.

Within the reach of the golden halo, the color of the sky and the earth changes, and the mountains and rivers lose their color.

Under its rendering, the entire sky seemed to fall into silence.

The majesty of angels cannot be blasphemed!

"Bam—"

With a muffled sound, the power of the Angel Divine Sword exploded. Tang San was directly knocked back, and the demonic energy in his body rippled, but he was quickly gathered in front of him.

"Bibi Dong!"

Qian Daoliu's face was pale, and the Angel Divine Sword consumed a lot of money. He had tried his best to use it just now, but he still couldn't resist Tang San.

"puff--"

A ball of golden blood spurted out, and Qian Daoliu swayed, almost unable to stand. He raised his head with difficulty to look at Tang San, but happened to meet a pair of scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes.

At this moment, Tang San was like an evil ghost from the Nine Nether Purgatory, his eyes filled with strong murderous intent.

He was covered in blood, his white hair was dancing in the air, four pairs of wings were flapping, and murderous aura was gushing out.

That extremely ferocious aura is enough to suffocate any titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu turned back and glanced at Bibi Dong bitterly.

He knew very well that he was destined to have no chance of becoming a god in this life, and Bibi Dong would completely inherit the power of Rakshasa and become a true god soon.

Only then would there be an existence that could compete with the current Tang San.

"Take care of Xue'er!"

He gritted his teeth, straightened his back again, and charged forward resolutely towards Tang San. Even if he was shattered to pieces, he could not retreat even half a step.

Bibi Dong's expression was uncertain. Although she had already accepted her fate, she still did not want to lose this battle.

who is she? She is the Pope of Wuhun Palace and holds the Rakshasa position. How could she be defeated by a mere junior?

But at this moment, a long and narrow crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A huge sword that was several feet long and completely white and flawless slowly fell from the crack.

The giant sword showed its sharp edge, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted, exuding a sacred and vast aura.

And the giant sword fell with a blowing momentum, thrust straight into the middle of Qian Daoliu and Tang San.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a figure walked out of the crack.

Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's hearts, and a heavy pressure like a mountain fell from him, making people unable to help but kneel on the ground and worship.

As soon as he appeared, Tang San and Qian Daoliu's offensive stopped for a moment.

After a moment, he stopped, put his hands behind his back, and quietly floated above the hilt of the sword.

"Qinchuan!"

Bibi Dong was the first to recognize the person and screamed in surprise.

"Go quickly! You are no match for him!"

Qin Chuan didn't look at Bibi Dong, but looked at Tang San coldly.

"It's you!" When Tang San saw the person coming, his eyes flashed fiercely and he said through gritted teeth.

The person in front of him, even if he was reduced to ashes, he knew that he was his father-killing enemy and the culprit who ruined his life.

But he didn't dare to act rashly for a moment.

Because he clearly felt that there was an extremely strong aura in that man that even made him tremble. "You're actually alive!"

Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Looking at Tang San's current state, he suddenly understood that when Tang San's body disappeared for no reason, it seemed that God Shura had taken it away.

"Now that you are here, let's settle our old and new grudges together!"

Tang San roared fiercely, and his body suddenly rose again, transforming into a ten-meter-tall giant, standing on the ground like a demon god.
He roared, the Shura divine power inside his body rolled, and the Shura Demon Sword turned into a monstrous demon sword more than ten meters long, which he only held in his hand.

I saw him swinging the Shura Demonic Sword, slashing through the sky, and striking Qin Chuan fiercely.

Facing this move, Qin Chuan showed no fear.

The moment Tang San's Shura Demonic Sword was about to fall, Qin Chuan waved his palm lightly.

"boom!"

The two collided, making the sky dark and the earth dark.

The violent aftermath swept across all directions, the earth trembled, the rocks cracked, and the ground was plowed into deep ravines.

And this collision only lasted a short moment,
Tang San's body was shot backwards, traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his face was extremely ferocious.

On the other side, Qin Chuan was safe and sound. He was suspended in the air, overlooking Tang San. At this moment, the Holy Spirit Sword stuck on the ground was also held in his hand.

"Even if God Shura comes! I'm not afraid, let alone you!"

Qin Chuan's voice exploded in the void and hit everyone's heart.

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Chuan in disbelief. At this moment, he had his back to Bibi Dong and his figure was as tall as a mountain.

He stood there like a towering peak, giving Bibi Dong a strong sense of oppression.

"Sichuan……"

She murmured to herself, saying words that only she could hear, with bitter eyes.

A line of clear tears dripped from the corner of her eyes. It was only now that she understood what she had lost.

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the back. For a moment, his heart surged.

"You..." He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but in the end he swallowed his words.

Maybe he didn't even touch Qin Chuan's actual combat power, but his aura and the terrifying pressure alone were enough to make him breathless.

They didn't know that it was the bloodline suppression from the Human King, a real pressure!

"Boom~"

Although Tang San was injured by Qin Chuan's blow, this did not constitute any substantial harm to him now.

I saw his body of more than ten meters tall rising from the ground,

He took one step forward, and an extremely pure aura of killing lingered around his body. He had a green face with fangs, horns on his head, and four pairs of huge white wings flapping behind him.

"You may look like a Shura God, but you are not yet a Shura God!"

Qin Chuan smiled contemptuously, raised the Holy Spirit Sword into the sky, and then swooped down towards Tang San with thunderous momentum.

Tang San brandished the Shura Demonic Sword and charged forward.

"Ding-ding-ding...dang!"

The two collided instantly, sparking brilliant sparks. In just a few breaths, they had collided hundreds of times!
And every collision caused the heaven and earth to tremble,
Houses throughout Wuhun City collapsed as a result, and the ground shook violently, as if the end of the world was coming. All buildings collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.

"Damn it! Run away!"

In Wuhun City, many residents screamed loudly.

"Shh!"

"Crash!"

A low-level person hurriedly ran towards the city gate.

This battle, just the aftermath, was enough to kill them hundreds of times!
(End of this chapter)