Not to mention that the Tiandou guards did not dare to act rashly, even when Emperor Xue Ye came, they did not dare to act lightly.

It's okay to move him, but is Tian Dou Empire ready to bear the consequences of twitching and slapping Wuhundian's face? .

Under the delicate balance, this may become the trigger for the all-out war between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Spirit Hall.

Salas swept the crowd around, his eyes lingering the longest on Tang San and the hammer in his hand.

He smiled coldly: "This matter is not over."

Wave your sleeves and leave.

Seeing Salas disappear quickly, Tang San's expression turned serious.

"Little San, quickly let Miss Wu take a look at the injury."

"Young master, I'm afraid this matter can't be kind."

"Ah."

"Since Sect Master Tang is fine for the time being, we will retreat first. I will report this matter to His Majesty."

"Thank you Captain Han for coming to help in time."

"The responsibility lies."

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

"How to check your injury without taking off your clothes?"

"Men, men and women are different, and there are so many people here..."

"Then let's go back to the house."

"That, that won't work either!"

"Little San, are Miss Wu's fists big?"

"Huh? Not big."

"..."

"Xiao Wu stop hitting!"

In the alley, a burly man wrapped in a black cloak sighed softly.

Little San, I only wanted you to have a safe and peaceful life, but what was supposed to come has finally come...

A branch hall of the Wuhun Hall of Tiandou City.

"puff--"

"Master Bishop!!"

Salas wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, pushed away the clergy who came forward to support him, and staggered towards the main hall.

Muttered in his mouth: "Tang San, Tang San..."

"Wuhun Clear Sky Hammer, cough, where is the Clear Sky Hammer, I haven't seen it for a long time."

"The Haotian School has closed the mountain gate..."

"Cough! Tang San, the son of the downcast blacksmith in Saint Soul Village..."

"Tang San, oh Tang San, cough, it turns out that you were the one who was taken away by Tang Hao..."

"No wonder...cough...that powerful hidden weapon is only sold to all forces except the Hall of Spirits...cough..."

"This matter must be notified to His Majesty the Pope immediately, there is absolutely no possibility for Tang San to recruit him."

Ok? !

"Who are you?!" Salas yelled as he watched the burly black figure suddenly appear in front of him.

"The person who killed you." The burly black shadow said lightly.

……

Salas is dead.

But the news of the Clear Sky Hammer's appearance has already been spread by the spectators.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Watching Zhu Zhuqing enter into a cultivation state, Dao Feng came to the window and looked at the busy traffic on the street in a daze.

"Little knife, how long have you been here?"

This is the divine sword thrown in the corner by Dao Feng——the spiritual sound transmission of the old man Meteor.

He is a divine sword!Just this treatment? !This prodigal stuff! !

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that this brat refuses to sign a contract...

Man, he still doesn't understand?See one like one!

Waiting for the kid to get out of this prison-like Douluo Continent and return to the starry sky.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on his talent, those who watched the drool-worthy artifact would probably want to swallow this kid, especially those female sword spirits... I'm so envious!

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