Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 383 Tang San who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors

Tang San still remembered that voice, that voice filled with evil thoughts that claimed to be God Zhuan.

"It will help me."

Tang San said firmly.

Tang Chen looked at Tang San's Eight Spider Spears, "I'm helping you by pointing out an attached soul bone?"

I don't know why, although Tang San treated Tang Chen like this, Tang Chen still tolerated it.

It's like the elders see the younger generation being rebellious. Although they are angry in their hearts, they are more amused by the younger generation's overestimation of their abilities.

Tang San's spider legs stabbed through the big tree, a layer of purple spread quietly from the spider legs, and the trunk, branches and leaves also turned into the same purple.

Leaves fell from the sky one by one. Before they hit the ground, they turned into wisps of purple powder and disappeared.

"This soul bone is my own."

Tang Chen reached into his arms and took out a golden hammer. Each end of the hammer was inlaid with a black gemstone, which looked extremely delicate.

Tang San tremblingly recounted what had happened over the years.

Tang Chen became furious and grabbed Tang San's neck regardless of the wound on his neck.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king bit Tang Chen's aorta, and the blood sprayed out like a balloon filled with water being crushed.

Tang Chen blocked it, but seeing the viciousness and resentment hidden in Tang San's eyes, Tang Chen sighed again and relaxed his resistance.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Father... passed away."

Even though the shape of the hammer was hugely different from Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, the real aura of the Clear Sky Hammer couldn't be faked.

Tang Chen shed tears, black light surged in his hand, and an extremely huge heavy hammer covered in dark golden magic patterns appeared in his hand.

Tang San lowered his head again, not daring to look at Tang Chen's face.

He already has the Clear Sky Hammer, how can I still be afraid of him?

"You are a descendant of the Haotian Sect...whose child are you?"

But he really didn't expect that Yuan Xunlu would be so bold as to lead the destruction of the Haotian Sect.

"I don't want to say anything to you. If you have a chance in the future, take my bones to the Haotian Sect. That's it."

Tang Chen sighed slightly, finally understanding Tang San's change in mentality.

The Eight Spider Spears behind Tang San opened up and aimed at Tang Chen's head.

Tang Chen wanted to step forward to help Tang San, but a deep sadness flashed in his eyes. Life had come to an end and he was powerless.

How powerful is that?

"Yuan Ling'er, look at it! If I had a great-grandfather, you would be doomed!"

"Great-grandfather, help me. Okay?"

"..." Tang San.

"Your father is my grandson." Tang Chen said with a rather kind face.

Tang San fell to his knees with a plop and worshiped, choking with sobs he shouted: "Great-grandfather!"

Tang Chen's eyes froze, even though half of his neck was torn apart, he was still shocked when he looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand.

"Tang Hao, it turns out you are Hao'er's son. My name is Tang Chen."

"Where is your father?" Tang Chen asked.

"I don't know either. The Haotian Sect is gone. This is my token. Just leave it as a thought. It would be great if I could pass on the Haotian Sect's martial spirit in the future."

Who in the world can match the prestige of Tang Chen’s great-grandfather?

The leader of the once number one sect in the world, a ninety-ninth level demigod extreme Douluo.

It is the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit passed down from generation to generation in the Clear Sky Sect.

"..." Tang San.

This is useless.

What can I do to this great-grandson who committed ancestral murder?

But just as he turned around, Tang San stopped again and said, "Great-grandfather, my strength is still too weak compared to the Yuan family."

Listening to Tang San's words, Tang Chen's face became more and more ugly.

The King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City turned out to be Tang San's great-grandfather.

The air solidified, and a sonorous sound seemed to be heard.

"Great-grandfather, are you... okay?" Tang San bowed again.

"Tang Hao, my father Tang Hao."

If he had the support of Tang Chen's great-grandfather before, the Yuan family father and daughter would not have been so arrogant and domineering in front of him.

Nine small tumors on Tang Chen's shoulders suddenly exploded, and a ferocious face grew out of the exploded flesh and blood. It had no skin, and it bit Tang Chen's neck, sucking blood.

Tang Chen already knew what a disdainful person Yuan Xunlu was.

That’s what’s used to deal with you.”

Extreme Douluo's body shouldn't be so fragile, and Tang San shouldn't be able to break Tang Chen's defense.

"Then you are..."

Tang San could vaguely see blood streaks flashing under his great-grandfather's skin. That was the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

Blood surged from Tang Chen's body, and his soul power fluctuated chaotically.

Tang Chen's voice was trembling, and blood and tears were constantly overflowing from his black eyes, making his face look a little ferocious.

Tang San looked at Tang Chen's shoulder, and saw blood oozing from the nine small tumors on it, resembling a human face shedding blood and tears.

But the blood-red nine-headed bat king really weakened Tang Chen too much.

Tang San's breathing almost stopped.

Tang Chen let go of Tang San and began to deal with his old friend - the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Tang San thought that he would be able to stand out in the future with Tang Chen as his backer.

Tang Chen was still more familiar with Tang Hao, his grandson, than this great-grandson.

"This is..." The bloody light on Tang Chen's body fluctuated violently, so frightened that Tang San couldn't help but take a few steps back before he regained his balance.

Tang San had difficulty breathing, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand fell to the ground.

"ah!"

"This is my secret." Tang San swallowed his saliva and took another step forward.

"Great-grandfather, what should I do?" Tang San asked.

"And this,

"What a Spirit Hall. What a Yuan Xunlu. The Angel Family is really getting worse and worse!"

"Your Majesty, you should also know what your ending will be."

Tang San kowtowed, tears streaming down his face.

Qian Renxue used angel soul power to help Tang Chen get rid of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, but it was not completely removed, so now it is Tang Chen himself who suffers.

"Great-grandfather! You want to avenge the Haotian Sect and my father!"

Tang Chen pulled off the blood-red nine-headed bat king biting his neck and blocked it with his arm.

Tang Chen raised his eyelids and looked at Tang San.

Tang San flicked his fingers, and the dark blue silver grass twisted towards Tang Chen like a snake, and the spikes and barbs on it pierced Tang Chen's body.

Tang Chen fell on the spot as if he had lost all his strength.

Especially when the Haotian Sect was destroyed by the Wuhun Palace, Tang San emphasized that Yuan Xunlu was the leader.

"Who is your father?"

Tang San cried so hard that his heart was broken.

"What does this have to do with you?"

Then Tang San looked up and saw the big wound on Tang Chen's neck.

Tang San's Eight Spider Spear pierced in, and energy was absorbed into it.

Tang San raised his left hand, black light surged, and soul power gradually formed in his left hand. Tang San held the Clear Sky Hammer tightly in his palm.

Very few.

"Why so little?"

Tang San asked.

"..." Tang Chen.

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