Douluo’s Haotian Myth

Tang Bufan opened his closed eyes again, and a strong murderous aura emanated from them. What day is this today, and why are they all looking for him?

However, when he saw the identity of the opponent with his mental strength, his face changed slightly, unexpectedly he was the messenger of the Slaughter King.

Thinking of Anyao's words just now, an ominous premonition rose in Tang Bufan's heart.

Taking a deep breath, he said solemnly: "Please come in!" At the same time, he waved his hand to open the door.

Soon, a black veiled woman walked in, but she also leaned on the door like Anyao, and did not get closer to him!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan asked, "I don't know why the messenger came?"

Looking at the bright sword king in front of her, the black yarn woman couldn't help but feel ripples, "Congratulations to the bright sword king for winning ninety-one victories and winning the **** killing field championship is just around the corner!"

Tang Bufan's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "The messenger shouldn't just come to congratulate me! Let's open the skylight and say something!"

The black gauze woman was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "As expected to be the Sword King of Light, she is really smart, then let me talk about my purpose!"

Tang Bufan's expression was slightly solemn, "Listen with respect."

"Bright Sword King, I don't know what you plan to do after you win the Hell Slaughter Field Championship? Are you interested in joining my Slaughter Field. The treatment is easy to say. If you have any requirements, please feel free to mention it?" Beautiful eyes under the black veil veiled.

Tang Bufan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.

It seems that Anyao is right, the City of Slaughter really does not want to have another killer god, even if it is only possible!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan looked at the black veil woman, his eyes seemed to penetrate the veil.

"Dare to ask the messenger, is this the meaning of the Slaughter King?"

The black yarn woman was shocked, but still replied: "Yes, it is what the great King of Slaughter meant. As long as you are willing to join the Slaughter City, you can even be the deputy captain of the law enforcement team. The status is enough to compete with those Contras. People sit on an equal footing, and even our king will give you the ability to perform soul skills within the scope of the Slaughter City."

After speaking, the black yarn woman's eyes were firmly locked on Tang Bufan, carefully observing his expression.

It's a pity that Tang Bufan's face is like ten thousand years of Xuanbing, without any change, he can't see through his inner thoughts at all.

At this moment, Tang Bufan's thoughts kept running, considering how to answer this question.

It is absolutely impossible to join the Slaughter City. He still has parents and sect. Besides, he was already disgusted with such a pure land of sin without seeing the sun, and he wanted to leave soon.

However, at the moment, he cannot refuse directly, so as not to completely offend the King of Slaughter.

Although he had never seen the King of Slaughter, it was certain that the King of Slaughter was a Titled Douluo, and he was also a strong person in Titled Douluo. Even if he doesn't make a move, the law enforcement team in his hands is not something he can contend with.

After thinking about it, Tang Bufan finally just said perfunctorily: "Emissary, can I think about it for a while?"

The eyes under the black veil woman's veil were slightly disappointed, but she said readily, "Then I am looking forward to the good news from the Bright Sword King?"

Tang Bufan nodded lightly.

Afterwards, the black yarn woman returned to her life, and the training room returned to tranquility again.

Tang Bufan frowned, he still wondered why the Slaughter City didn't want to rebirth the Killing God. Could the birth of the Slaughter God be detrimental to the Slaughter City?

But if the birth of the Killing God would be detrimental to the Slaughter City, they could simply close the road to hell. I believe no one would dare to object to the Slaughter City.

Hey, Tang Bufan couldn't help but sighed lightly, these questions were too troublesome.

As for the road to hell, he is definitely going to roam, so he won't stay in this ghost place.

If the King of Slaughter is really ruthless, he can only recognize it, and he will give up obtaining the Realm of Killing God. I hope that the 100,000-year spirit ability of the Gate of Space will allow him to leave the Slaughter City smoothly.

Shaking his head, Tang Bufan closed his eyes and started practicing again.

Three months later, in the killing fields of hell, he withdrew the Haotian Sword from a middle-aged man with indifferent eyes, and at the same time nodded to the girl in the dark.

He is only one game away to win the Hell Killing Field Championship and is qualified to challenge the Hell Road.

The girl in the dark was naturally Anyao. They had already met again. After some discussions, Tang Bufan decided to join forces with Anyao.

And Anyao has been frantically participating in the killing fields of **** in the past two months, and now has ninety-four wins, only the last six games.

A month and a half later, the killing fields of hell.

As the last opponent fell in a pool of blood, a smile appeared on Tang Bufan's face for the first time. In one year, four and a half months, ninety-nine percent of the tasks assigned to him by the sovereign had been completed, only the last step was left.

"King of Bright Sword, King of Bright Sword..." There was a cheer from the viewing platform all around. It was a cheer of joy and an admiration for the strong.

The stone hanging in their hearts finally landed, and they finally didn't have to worry about facing the terrible Sword King of Light, because facing the Sword King of Light was basically the same as facing the Death.

"Congratulations, young King of Bright Sword." A low, magical voice suddenly came from all directions ~www.NovelMTL.com~ At the same time as this voice sounded, the rich murderous aura around Tang Bufan's body was forced into him. Of the body.

Tang Bufan's face suddenly became pale, and at the same time, his pupils shrank and he looked up into the sky.

There was a blood-colored figure falling from the sky, exuding a strong pressure, giving him a feeling of facing Tang Xiao, no, the King of Slaughter gave him a more terrifying feeling.

With the arrival of the King of Killing, the atmosphere of the **** killing field reached its peak.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..." The constant shouts even made the fallen ones scream, and their voices became hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.

Tang Bufan's expression became serious, because he not only discovered the King of Slaughter, but also a member of the law enforcement team, looking at him murderously.

This made his heart sink.

The Slaughter King was a very tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge new red cloak. A pair of pale face and completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, it was obvious that the other party had got rid of the limitation of gravity and reached the point of emptiness.

Such a realm is even better than the peak period of his previous life. It is a realm beyond innate.

Because at the peak of his previous life, although he was able to fly short distances with his strong true energy, he still couldn't get rid of the gravity of the earth and was able to condense the void.

Tang Bufan shook his right hand firmly.

At this time, the Slaughter King finally stopped in midair five meters above the ground.

His scarlet gaze looked down at Tang Bufan from the air, a red light flashed in his gaze, and then his low voice sounded again, "Please, the Dark Sword King!"