It’s a Showdown, I’m Really a Titled Douluo

Tang Chen sneered, his hoarse voice filled with faint doubts, "If you kill me, I will become a God of Killing? Who told you?"

He has never said these words, and the only way to become a God of Death is to pass the hell road or be granted by himself!

Then who would tell them? ?

Suddenly, a figure appeared in my heart...

Those women in black are the messengers of his Slaughter King! !

And these fallen ones almost lost their minds, and they didn't want to answer Tang Chen at all...

"King of Slaughter! We know that your lifespan is approaching now, so stop struggling!"

"Anyway, you are about to fall, the King of Slaughter, so let's kill them, let us all become God of Killing! Enjoy endless Bloody Marys!"

"That's right! Kill the King of Slaughter and grant us the protection of God!"

With the sound of "Go! Shred the King of Slaughter!"

It can be seen with the naked eye that tens of thousands of fallen people released their martial spirits, and then rushed towards Tang Chen in a dense rush...

A few traces of regret flashed in Tang Chen's eyes, and he secretly said, "It seems that today, the capital of slaughter has to be closed!"

The next moment, the black robe behind him quickly released a thick blood mist, and then filled the surrounding fallen people...

All the Fallen who touched this blood fog became crazy and bloodthirsty, and completely lost their reason...

The next moment, he directly clenched the weapon in his hand and fought towards the nearest fallen person...

Without caring about the wounds on his body, he madly attacked the opponent...

In an instant, the entire gigantic slaughtering field of hell is like a real purgatory on earth. Every second, countless fallen people fall to the ground...

Tang Chen looked at the fallen man who was attacking with a calm expression. With one blow, his head was shattered into countless blood mists...

Then the blood-colored Clear Sky Hammer in his hand gradually solidified...

Nine spirit rings slowly emerged under his feet...

The next moment, the seventh spirit ring suddenly lit up...

He said coldly, "The seventh soul skill, Haotian's true body!"

Behind Tang Chen, a huge blood-colored figure slowly solidified behind him...

Then the blood-colored figure waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, bringing down dozens of lives with each wave...

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Tang San's eyelashes twitched a few times. First, he reached out to rub his aching neck. Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, his jet-black eyes suddenly opened, and he exclaimed, "Dad!"

He got up quickly, looked around, and saw that the place where he was was a lush forest...

And the disciples and clansmen scattered all over the Clear Sky Sect...

A Clear Sky Sect elder next to him said gloomily, "Tang San, you're awake..."

The expressions of the other five elders were also extremely solemn...

They escorted the disciples and clansmen of Clear Sky Sect here, but they never felt the aura of Tang Hao or Tang Xiao...

I have already guessed a little in my heart...

Tang San looked eagerly at the elders beside him,

He asked anxiously, "Elders, how is my father now?"

An elder sighed and said, "Your father, he and the sect master are our queens, and they haven't followed up until now, I'm afraid..."

Another elder stared at Tang San and slowly fell in love, "Tang San, now the Clear Sky Sect really has the descendant of the Clear Sky Hammer, I'm afraid you are the only one..."

"I'm afraid that the Sect Master and Tang Hao, facing the seven Titled Douluos, have a very slim chance of surviving..."

Hearing this, Tang San fell to his knees on the ground, completely lost in spirit, "This...how is this possible, Dad, he...impossible!"

It was not easy to be reunited with my father, how could it be so easy to separate again! !

Moreover, it is a complete goodbye!

For a time, Tang San fell into darkness...

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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

In the hall, there is a suffocating atmosphere at this moment...

In the three main seats in the hall, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, the Sect Masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, were seated as Douluo...

And below, is the elder who has a little status in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

In this suffocating atmosphere, the unbearable Chen Xin took the lead and said, "Fengzhi, tomorrow is the last day of the deadline, what are you going to do?"

Once it exceeds tomorrow, the Spirit Hall will attack the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

But now, outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the eyes of the Spirit Hall had already spread, and it was impossible to evacuate overnight.

As soon as these words came out, others, including Gu Rong, set their eyes on Ning Fengzhi...

No matter what decision he made, they would not have the slightest rebuttal...

Ning Fengzhi looked at the eyes you were looking at him, took a deep breath silently, and said, "It's better, just join the Spirit Hall."

Whether it was for his daughter Ning Rongrong or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this choice was the only way...

Chen Xin sighed, "Really, it seems that you have already weighed the pros and cons of Fengzhi, but doing so would go against the original intention of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

A bitter smile flashed across Ning Fengzhi's face, "Uncle Jian, I know what you mean, but this is the only way to survive the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

How could he, as a sect master, not understand this path...

But if you understand or not, you can't decide the final choice...

Gu Rong's face showed understanding, "Fengzhi, no matter what you choose, we won't blame you, because you are the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. As long as you are still here, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not be extinct!"

If there were only the three of them before, he believed that with Ning Fengzhi's character, he would never succumb to the Spirit Hall...

But now it's different. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seems to be a big sect. As the sect master, Ning Fengzhi can't just do it for himself, but also needs to consider other sect disciples...

When the elders below heard the words, they all said, "That's right, Sect Master! No matter what choice you make, we are willing to follow you!"

"As long as the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is still there, so what if it belongs to the Spirit Hall! It's not impossible to leave in the future."

"Sect Master, please make your final decision! We are willing to support all your choices!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded, stood up and looked down at everyone below, and ordered, "Go send someone to the Spirit Hall, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, willing to join the Spirit Hall!"

After speaking, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have lost all strength and slumped on the chair...

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Afterwards, the disciples sent by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School came to the outside of the Pope's Hall, and were quickly stopped by two guards at the level of Soul King...

One of the guards shouted coldly, "Stop! Don't trespass in the important place of the Pope's Palace. Who are you and why are you here?"

The disciple gritted his teeth and said, "I am a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and I came here on behalf of our Sect Master!"

The two guards glanced at each other, both nodded, and took two steps to the side, leaving a passageway...

Seeing this, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School quickly reported to the Pope's Hall...

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