Birth mother Douluo Bibidon? Please ask the Pope to abdicate

Lost?

Tang San's head buzzed and he looked at Tang Hao in the pit in disbelief.

He fully expected that Tang Hao could beat Qian Renfeng like a dead dog, and then he would kneel down in front of him in embarrassment and beg for mercy.

But the result was that Tang Hao was slammed into a deep pit, which was not the expected result at all!

Why haven't you run away yet?

Tang Hao suddenly shouted angrily.

He coughed up a mouthful of old blood, and seeing Tang San still dazed at the edge of the pit, he couldn't help but drink wildly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao felt depressed again: I should have been able to hold Qian Renfeng for a while. Even if I couldn't kill him, I could still seriously injure him.

But I was defeated so simply. Even if I ran away in the chaos, I might not be able to go anywhere, right?

Helplessness filled my heart.

He had never lost a single match since his debut. Looking at Qian Renfeng standing motionless in the distance, his expression turned green and red.

He was defeated several times, all at the hands of Qian Renfeng.

Qian Renfeng seems to have become a peak that he cannot surpass.

Tang San woke up with a start.

After hearing Tang Hao's scolding, he also looked at Qian Renfeng aside, his face turning pale.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had just changed his mind, which led to many changes in results.

There is no way to run now.

As an evil soul master, I met the current Pope of Wuhun Palace. The ending seemed to be doomed?

He stared at Qian Renfeng with resentful eyes, his teeth grinding loudly.

Yu Xiaogang panicked.

Tang Hao's another defeat made him feel bad.

Seeing Qian Renfeng cutting towards them indifferently, his heart was in his throat, fearing that he would die suddenly here.

Xiao...Xiaosan, why don't you take that thing out?

Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard and muttered softly.

Yu Xiao had just finished speaking, but Tang San hadn't expressed his position at all. Tang Hao couldn't help scolding: Nonsense, Xiao San can't control that thing now.

But that's the only chance we have right now! Yu Xiaogang argued: If the mistress doesn't take out that thing, the three of us will have to answer here!

He said hurriedly.

Yu Xiaogang is as panicked as an old dog now, fearing that he will die here in the next second.

And Qian Renfeng is here.

After using the most brutal method to disintegrate the Great Sumeru Hammer, and already sure of victory, when he heard what Yu Xiaogang said, he suddenly looked at Tang San thoughtfully.

Something you can’t control?

There is only one way!

At this time, Tang San suddenly said in a deep voice, his fingers lightly touched the belt, and a bloody vortex suddenly formed from the edge of the belt.

At the same time, a strange energy suddenly exploded like a wave, and red light radiated for thousands of meters around it.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be dyed red.

These reds are all concrete expressions of murderous intent reaching its extreme.

Clang, Clang, Clang——

A sound of sword sounds came from the bloody vortex.

Along with these majestic sounds fell.

A long sword slowly emerged from the bloody vortex.

It was a blood-colored magic sword about two meters long, with strange magic patterns densely covered on it.

The bloody vortex and the red light all over the sky were all caused by this magic sword.

Shura Demonic Sword!

Qian Renfeng spoke out the name of this magic sword word by word.

Others may not recognize this sword, but he is very familiar with it. This ultimate killing sword that should be in Tang Chen's hands now appears in Tang San's hands, which really surprises him.

It looks like my guess has come true.

Tang San has been the chess piece chosen by God Shura from the beginning. God of Poseidon's inheritance of Tang San may have been secretly managed by God Shura.

If you want to eliminate dissidents, Shura can't do it on his own, so he wants to get Poseidon to fall into his trap and let Tang San get the so-called inheritance of the two gods?

This game of chess is really big. The inheritors of the two gods do have such a little ability. Tang Chen has never been able to conquer the Shura Demon Sword. It may just become the nourishment of the Shura Demon Sword.

Wen Yang has been unable to completely conquer the Shura Demon Sword for so many years, but Tang San was allowed to master it at a time when he shouldn't have mastered it. It really made him miserable!

Analyzing all this in my mind.

Qian Renfeng completely confirmed his past speculations about Tang San and some matters in the God Realm.

Ning Fengzhi was losing money like crazy, and Tang Laosan was making huge profits.

The family's fortune was depleted, the sect's two most powerful titled Douluo also had their swords broken and their bones broken, and the little cotton-padded jacket that was close to him became a tool to resurrect Tang San.

The entire Douluo Continent is really counted.

Ning Fengzhi's family was the only one who suffered from blood loss, which was even worse than that of the Wuhun Palace.

Although Wuhun Palace also disappeared in the end, they were from different camps after all, and the Qibao Glazed Sect, which was originally in the same camp as Tang San in its historical trajectory, ended up like that.

It’s not blood loss, it’s better than blood loss!

Among them, it seems that there is a bit of Shura in it now.

Otherwise, Ning Fengzhi, who supported the Qibao Glazed Sect and was the best in Douluo in understanding people, would not be so blind.

After all, just like Tang Chen, after working hard for so many years, it finally became Tang San's wedding dress.

You seem to be making a profit, but I will never lose!

This is enough to become Tang San's life motto. After all, he has no choice but to be the God King of the God Realm.

The moment Qian Renfeng implemented these things.

Tang San completely took out the Shura Demonic Sword, and the bloody aura poured back crazily from a thousand meters around, all converging towards Tang San.

In an instant, Tang San's aura surged.

The vampire vines and the Clear Sky Hammer all uncontrollably erupted with corresponding power at this moment.

The ghost vines wrapped around the Shura Demonic Sword, and the Clear Sky Hammer completely disappeared from everyone's sight, and then converged on the Shura Demonic Sword.

With the fusion of vampire vines and Haotian Sect, a pair of bloody armor suddenly spread out from the end of the hilt of the Shura Demon Sword.

Tang San was instantly covered in blood-colored armor, and his aura was integrated into it.

Is this under control? Tang Hao was surprised and looked at his son's transformation at this time in disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang nodded blankly: It seems that he has mastered it. The mistress at this time feels really scary.

This power doesn't look like Xiaosan's, but this power feels stronger than when I use the Big Sumeru Hammer! Tang Hao answered affirmatively.

At this time, Tang San also reached an agreement with the Shura Demon Sword. He was covered in blood-colored armor, holding the hilt of the Shura Demon Sword with one hand, and his whole aura rose to the top.

Dad, I will finish what you haven't finished today!

I'm really strong now!

Tang San said confidently.

He raised the bloody magic sword in his hand and pointed it straight towards Qian Renfeng.

The ferocious faces covered with blood sores were all filled with triumph, and they no longer had any doubts about victory.

When Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang heard this, they looked at the Shura Demon Sword in disbelief.

A mere sword could actually give Tang San such a huge improvement?

What kind of sword is this?

Tang Hao was shocked, and Yu Xiaogang was also thinking crazily in his heart.

Both of them were speculating on the true situation of the Shura Demon Sword at this time, and they also looked at Qian Renfeng, constantly looking forward to what was about to happen.

Qian Renfeng remained silent.

Really strong?

But the power must be your own!

He knew very well that Tang San's power at this moment did not belong to him, and that monstrous red light was just the power temporarily lent to him by the Shura Demon Sword, or in other words, the power temporarily lent to him by the Shura God.

If not.

Tang San now is not worthy of picking up the Shura Demon Sword!

This amount of power has already given Tang San endless confidence.

It's time to really take action.

Qian Renfeng was no longer distracted and whispered softly.

Ordinary Tang San could be killed with just one slap, but Tang San, who had temporarily borrowed his divine power from God Shura, wanted to make him a little more serious.

Before that, no matter which time he took action.

Whether it was against Tang Hao or against Yu Yuanzhen, he had never used his true strength.

At this time, it is necessary to use it.

Martial spirit, possessed!

A whisper.

The eight-winged fallen angel high in the sky suddenly turned into a stream of light and merged towards Qian Renfeng.

boom! ! !

Eight wings suddenly spread out from behind Qian Renfeng.

A dark sickle was held firmly in his hand, and the Abyss Demonic Dragon also turned into a set of armor and merged with his body.

Different from the soul skills of the first soul bone in the Fallen Angel costume, it was just a soul bone after all, but now it is a living dragon.

Black armor, black sickle, black eight wings.

The Three Lives Martial Spirit was perfectly integrated into Qian Renfeng's body, giving him a heroic spirit.

A powerful force requires enough people to control it!

This strength does not belong to you!

Qian Renfeng whispered.

The eight black wings spread out behind him, one end of the Death Scythe fell on the ground, and he walked towards Tang San step by step.

Now he has a strength of level 97, and relying on the advantage of Sansheng Wuhun, he is already on par with his old man.

He wanted to take a look.

With such strength, even if he is not the opponent of a real god, is it possible for a puppet who has received the gift of divine power to be able to stop him?

presumptuous!

Tang San scolded angrily, raising the Shura Demonic Sword in his hand high, with a 'majestic' look on his face: Shura, judge!

Great red light.

The edge of the sword caused waves of ripples.

The pure murderous aura on the Shura Demonic Sword affects Qian Renfeng all the time.

Qian Renfeng sneered.

Feeling the bursts of murderous intent, I couldn't help but think of what happened to my mother in history.

The murderous aura of God Shura restrained the murderous aura of Rakshasa God inherited from his mother.

The exact same thing happened to him, but...

Want to scare him, Qian Renfeng, with pure murderous intent?

break!!!

A slight scolding.

The eight wings behind Qian Renfeng suddenly exerted force, and the invisible waves pushed back all the murderous intent that came over them.

God Shura is the king of gods.

The Rakshasa God is only a first-level god.

It is congenitally repressive.

But he has never inherited any divine status and is not affected by any divine power.

The red light and the polished light hit him side by side, but they couldn't affect him at all, and they couldn't even sink into his body.

Seeing this scene, Tang San's pupils narrowed crazily.

How can it be?

With a cry of surprise, Tang San quickly raised the Shura Demonic Sword and slashed it at Qian Renfeng in the most brutal way.

Qian Renfeng's speed became faster.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Death Scythe had appeared in Tang San's lower abdomen.

The sickle rises.

There was a loud bang, and Tang San was violently lifted up.

The defensive power of the bloody armor is indeed very strong.

The strike of the scythe only caused Tang San to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath weakened a little, but it did not damage his roots.

He looked up at Tang San who was being sent flying.

Qian Renfeng was not in a hurry and could not hurt Tang San through the Shura Demon Armor, but Tang San seemed to turn into a giant turtle in front of him.

Fly high in the air.

Tang San felt uncomfortable for a while, and then found that his life was safe, he couldn't help but became ecstatic again: Hahaha, you can't kill me, with my current strength you can't kill me at all!

I can slowly consume you to death, and let you eventually die of exhaustion. Evil people like you are destined to go to hell!

Roaring hysterically.

There is no need to worry about life, and the confidence in my heart has returned to its peak.

If you want to consume me to death, you must persist until my strength is exhausted.

Dance of Eight Wings and Dragon Scythe!

Qian Renfeng responded to Tang San's final words and waved the sickle in his hand toward the sky ninety-nine times.

The Haotian Sect has the Chaotic Cloak and the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Just because other sects don't have this kind of skill doesn't mean Qian Renfeng doesn't have it here.

Based on the Three Lives Martial Soul.

He created this set of techniques as early as when he was Soul Saint.

Every sickle dance brings a sharp edge.

Every blade rushed towards Tang San mercilessly.

Wherever the blade passed, the space was cracked inch by inch, which was even more powerful than when Tang Hao used the Great Sumeru Hammer before.

Watching the sickle dances running towards him.

With his body in mid-air unable to adjust its position in time, Tang San's expression completely changed.

At this moment, he realized that he had made the biggest mistake.

Qian Renfeng is powerful.

He can indeed rely on the Shura Demon Armor to not be afraid of life and death, but it is almost impossible to persist until the end!

No, impossible!

Tang San roared in his heart.

He tried very hard to change his position in the air, and flopped for a long time without success.

Mistress!

Tang Hao was in a hurry and wanted to do something, but he was extremely weak.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned even pale.

Seeing Tang San suddenly become more powerful, he was extremely happy, as if he had already seen Qian Renfeng's unlucky appearance.

But now,

The script didn't develop on the normal track at all, and he felt something was wrong.

If this continues, how can we escape from here?

I had bet everything on Tang San, was it worth it?

No one could answer this doubt in Yu Xiaogang's heart, and the flying sickle dance completely fell on Tang San.

Each sickle dance left a mark on Tang San's Shura Demonic Armor.

Every trace brought out a huge shock wave, hitting Tang San's internal organs hard.

The dense sound became the only tone between heaven and earth at this time.

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