Douluo: My Spirit Is a Spirit Ring

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe directly pierced through Tang San's body. The huge sickle head penetrated Tang San's body, dripping divine blood toward the ground. This scene was extremely tragic!

"what?"

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was stunned, watching this scene in disbelief, he never imagined that Xiao Wu would make a move.

Ma Hongjun Oscar, his eyes were wide open, and he felt that the world was unreal. Xiao Wu's sickle was truly heartbreaking.

Ning Rongrong covered her red lips and exclaimed, she never thought that one day Xiao Wu would kill Tang San!

Xiao Jiu was also shocked and didn't react for a while. Is this because of love and hate?

On the Wuhun City side, Qian Renxue and Huo Wu clenched their fists and shouted, "Nice job!"

There was a flash of approval in Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes, and it was time to take action.

Erming hammered his chest excitedly, roaring again and again, with a look of pleasure in his eyes.

Dabai bared his teeth and grinned, as Xiao Wu slashed Tang San, as if he was willing to meat.

Daming roared loudest: "Xiao Wu, kill him and avenge Aunt Rou!"

There was a smile on the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth, not bad, she didn't waste her efforts to resurrect Arou, this was the result she wanted to see most.

No one is more hateful than Xiao Wu killing Tang San!

Tang San looked at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe piercing his heart in disbelief, feeling that the whole world was red with blood, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, Tang San's voice was hoarse and his teeth were chattering.

At this moment, his heart seemed to have fallen into hell, and it was freezing cold to the bone.

"Why, Xiao Wu! Why..."

Tang San grabbed the blade of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe with his hand, his fingers were cut by the sharp blade, he roared in pain: "Why? I can't believe it, you will kill me."

No one hurts more than Xiao Wu stabs him!

"why?"

Xiao Wu's eyes were full of hatred, and she roared: "Isn't this what you have always said? The revenge of killing your mother is unbearable!"

"You still have the face to ask me why?"

"Aren't you going to seek revenge on Brother Jiu?"

"Didn't you always say confidently, are you right?"

"Isn't it all your choice?"

"Didn't you say, blood for blood, tooth for tooth?"

"Tang San! I didn't do exactly what you said, if you kill my mother, I'll tear you to pieces!"

Xiao Wu asked in a loud voice, and angrily pulled out the magic sickle.

The moment the magic sickle left his body, Tang San felt that his whole body was empty.

But compared to the physical pain, the pain in his heart is the most painful.

This is his favorite person.

Xiao Jiu laughed, clapped her hands and said, "This is retribution!"

"Tang San, didn't you keep saying that if you didn't avenge your father, why would you be human?"

"But you killed Xiao Wu's mother with your own hands, shouldn't Xiao Wu split you into pieces?"

"If you resist, it means you don't love Xiao Wu, so let's die!"

Xiao Jiu gave Tang San a big smile, Bibi Dong played really beautifully!

"You!~~" Tang San coughed furiously, wisps of bright red oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Ning Fengzhi sucked in a breath of cold air, Xiao Jiu was so heartbroken, if Tang San didn't let Xiao Wu kill him, he would have complied with Xiao Jiu's words, showing that Tang San didn't love Xiao Wu and was unwilling to take on the responsibility of killing Xiao Wu's mother guilt.

However, if Tang San was really killed by Xiao Wu, wouldn't he want to watch Xiao Wu marry Xiao Jiu.

The revenge of the parents cannot be avenged, and the loss of Xiao Wu can help others.

This is simply dying.

"You are too vicious!" Tang San roared.

Xiao Jiu shrugged and said, "Xiao Wu, continue!"

"Um!"

Xiao Wu nodded obediently, carrying the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to Tang San step by step, eyes full of killing intent, so scared that Tang San kept retreating.

"Go to hell!"

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe in Xiao Wu's hand swung and slashed towards Tang San's face.

Tang San still didn't have the courage to die, he was unwilling to die just like that, stepping on ghosts and shadows, and dodging a scythe.

"Teleport!"

Xiao Wu's body suddenly disappeared and appeared on Tang San's back. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe crossed an icy arc and stabbed at Tang San's head fiercely.

"Xiao Wu! Do you really want me to die?"

Tang San didn't expect that Xiao Wu would actually use a spirit ability on him, and every sickle would strike at his vital points, this was clearly because he didn't want him to live.

Tang San grabbed his back and grabbed the blade of the scythe with his hand. His palm was scratched, and he roared with pain in his eyes:

"Xiao Wu! Although your mother died at my hands, if it wasn't for Bibi Dong and Xiao Jiu's plan, how could I accidentally kill her?"

"Bibi Dong and Xiao Jiu are your real mother-killing enemies! Xiao Wu."

"Tang San! You're still lying to me!" Xiao Wu shouted angrily, her divine power exploded, and the magic sickle in her hand pressed down.

puff! ~

Tang San's arm was directly cut off.

"Why, you just don't want to believe me?" Tang San broke out in a cold sweat, but what hurt him most was Xiao Wu's refusal to listen to her explanation.

Xiao Wu shook her head with a look of contempt: "Do you believe what you said?"

"You said that the murderers of my mother were Bibi Dong and Jiu Ge, because they deliberately resurrected my mother."

"So, according to what you said, should the death of your father, Tang Hao, blame the Clear Sky Sect? Then why don't you seek revenge from the Clear Sky Sect, but instead go to Brother Nine?"

"Also, the murderer who killed the entire village of Brother Nine's parents should not be Wuhundian, but your parents! Your parents were clearly hunted down by Wuhundian, why should you implicate innocent people?"

"You can put all the blame on someone else, and you can never do anything wrong, right?"

Xiao Wu carried the magic sickle and stepped forward again.

Tang San was speechless when asked by Xiao Wu, and was speechless for a while.

He couldn't think of a reason to justify his actions, and he couldn't think of how to convince Xiao Wu, so he was worried.

Xiao Jiu pouted and said, "Tang San, don't make yourself sound so grand! In fact, you have always believed in the law of the jungle, believing that the strong are respected."

"You are only allowed to provoke people, and no one is allowed to provoke you. You think that everything you do is right."

"Unfortunately, you are not a strong man, you are just an ant. But what makes me sick is that you are an ant, but you have to pretend to be a strong man."

"You're not dead, it's because others don't want to care about you, not how awesome you are!"

"You don't have the heart of a strong man, you don't have the courage to fight against the sky, you are just a self-righteous poor bastard, and you want to inherit the throne of God. Isn't the god used to kill? Isn't the throne used to grab it?"

"Isn't the strong just used to surpass?"

"Don't dare to draw a sword to fight the sky, how dare you fight me? You are courting death!"

Xiao Jiu sneered again and again, from beginning to end, he never regarded Tang San as an opponent, his goal has always been the gods behind Tang San!

Xiao Wu didn't want to talk nonsense with Tang San, the demon sickle in her hand slashed at Tang San's head again.

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