Douluo: Haotian myth

Tang Bufan's originally closed eyes opened again, exuding a strong murderous aura. What kind of day is it today? Why are everyone looking for him?

However, when his mental power detected the identity of the other party, his expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the messenger of the King of Slaughter.

Thinking of An Yao's words just now, Tang Bufan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "Please come in!" At the same time, he waved his hand and opened the door.

Soon, a woman in black gauze came in, but she leaned on the door like An Yao and did not get closer to him!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan asked, "I wonder why the envoy came here?"

Looking at the King of Light Sword in front of her, the woman in black gauze couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart, "Congratulations to the King of Light Sword for winning ninety-one victories. Winning the championship of the Hell Killing Fields is just around the corner!"

Tang Bufan's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "The envoy should not just come to congratulate me! Let's open the skylight and speak frankly!"

The woman in black gauze was stunned for a moment, then said with a sweet smile: "As expected of the King of Light Sword, he is indeed smart, so let me tell you my reason for coming!"

Tang Bufan looked slightly solemn, "I'm all ears."

"King of the Sword of Light, I wonder what your plans will be after you win the championship of the Hell Killing Fields? Are you interested in joining me in the Killing City? The treatment is easy to say, so just ask if you have any requests?" The beautiful woman in black gauze said expectantly under her veil.

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

It seems that An Yao is right. The City of Killing really does not want another killing god to be born, even if it is only possible!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan looked at the woman in black veil, as if his eyes could penetrate the veil.

"May I ask the messenger, is this what the King of Slaughter means?"

The woman in black veil was shocked, but she still replied: "Yes, that's 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. In terms of status, you can compete with those powerful Contras."

If you are equal to others, our king will even grant you the ability to perform soul skills within the scope of the Killing City."

After saying that, the woman in black gauze fixed her eyes firmly on Tang Bufan, carefully observing his expression.

It's a pity that Tang Bufan's expression is like ten thousand years of ice, without any change, and it's impossible to see through his inner thoughts.

At this moment, Tang Bufan's thoughts kept spinning, thinking about how to answer this question.

It is absolutely impossible to join the Killing City. He still has his parents and his sect. Besides, he has long been disgusted with such a pure land of sin that never sees the light of day, and he can't wait to leave as soon as possible.

However, we cannot refuse directly now, lest we completely offend the King of Slaughter.

Although he has never seen the King of Slaughter, he can be sure that the King of Slaughter is a Titled Douluo, and he is also a strong one among the Titled Douluo. Even if he doesn't take action, the law enforcement team in his hands is not something he can compete with currently.

After thinking about it, Tang Bufan finally said perfunctorily: "Envoy, can you allow me to think about it for a while?"

The eyes of the black gauze woman under the veil were slightly disappointed, but she still said cheerfully: "Then I am looking forward to the good news of the Sword King of Light?"

Tang Bufan nodded slightly.

Afterwards, the woman in black veil returned to her life, and the training room returned to peace again.

Tang Bufan frowned. He still couldn't figure out why the City of Killing didn't want the God of Killing to be born again. Could it be that the birth of the God of Killing would be detrimental to the City of Killing?

But if the birth of the God of Death would be detrimental to the City of Killing, they could simply close the Hell Road, and I believe no one in the City of Killing would dare to object.

Hey, Tang Bufan couldn't help but sigh, these questions are really too troublesome.

As for the road to hell, he is definitely going to explore it, and he will not stay in this hellish place.

If the King of Slaughter really becomes ruthless by then, he will have no choice but to admit it and at worst give up on obtaining the Killing God Realm. He hopes that the 100,000-year-old soul skill of the Space Gate can allow him to leave the City of Slaughter smoothly.

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

Three months later, in the killing fields of hell, he pulled out the Haotian Sword from a middle-aged man's body with cold eyes and nodded to the girl in the darkness.

He is only one game away from winning the Hell Killing Fields Championship and being qualified to challenge the Hell Road.

The girl in the darkness is naturally An Yao. They have met again. After some discussions, Tang Bufan decided to join forces with An Yao.

And An Yao has been participating in the Hell Killing Fields like crazy in the past two months, and now has ninety-four wins, only missing the last six games.

One and a half months 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. One year and four and a half months ago, ninety-nine percent of the tasks assigned to him by the sect leader were completed, and only the last step was left.

"King of Light Sword, King of Light Sword..." Cheers came from the surrounding viewing platforms. They were cheers of joy, and they were the sound of worship for the strong.

The stone hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground, and they finally no longer had to worry about facing this terrifying Sword King of Light, because facing the King of Light Sword was basically equivalent to facing the God of Death.

"Congratulations, young Sword King of Light." A low, magical voice suddenly came from all directions.

At the same time as this voice sounded, the strong murderous aura surrounding Tang Bufan's body was forced into his body.

Tang Bufan's face suddenly turned pale. At the same time, his pupils shrank and he looked up into the air.

There, a bloody figure descended from the sky, exuding a strong oppressive force, making him feel like facing Tang Xiao. No, the King of Slaughter gave him a more terrifying feeling.

With the arrival of the King of Slaughter, the atmosphere of the hell killing ground reached its peak.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The constant shouting even caused the fallen to shout at the top of their lungs and their voices became hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.

Tang Bufan's face became solemn, because not only did he find the King of Slaughter, he also found a member of the law enforcement team, looking at him with murderous intent.

This made his heart sink.

The King of Slaughter is a very tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge new red cloak. He has a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes. His body slowly descends from the air. It is obvious that the opponent has escaped the gravity of the earth.

Limitation, reaching the point of emptiness.

This state is even better than the peak period of his previous life. It is a state beyond innateness.

Because when he was at the peak of his previous life, although he could fly short distances with his strong Qi, he still could not escape the gravity of the earth and condense the void.

Tang Bufan shook his right hand vigorously.

At this time, the King of Slaughter finally stopped in mid-air five meters above the ground.

His scarlet eyes looked down at Tang Bufan from the sky, a red light flashed in his eyes, and then his deep voice sounded again, "Invite the Dark Sword King!"