People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"If Master Huyan is so aggressive, isn't it inhumane? If you received such an injury, would you also expect others to force you like this?"

Tang Yuehua looked at Hu Yanzhen coldly.

Hu Yanzhen's face darkened. He didn't expect that Tang San's injury would be so serious. However, his words had already been released. If he left directly like this today, where would his majesty be? But Wuhun Empire once said not to provoke Ning Fengzhi.

For a moment, Hu Yanzhen was in a dilemma.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep look at Hu Yanzhen, and then said: "Master Huyan, don't forget that I am now the regent of the Tiandou Empire. Your Xiangjia Sect and even the lower four sects really want to compete with me in the Tiandou Empire. Start a war?"

Hu Yanzhen's face changed, "Sect Master Ning, what do you mean by this?" "You should understand what I want to do. Today, you came to the fourth sect uninvited, which is an offside act. You also proposed Such an outrageous request, even if the Haotian Sect declines, it will not tolerate such insults from you."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the whole hall was shaking, but the sound came from outside.

A large number of armed troops appeared, at least five thousand in number, directly surrounding nearly a hundred soul masters from the lower four sects. I saw a leader wearing armor shouting loudly to a hundred soul masters, "Those who belong to the next four sects must withdraw from the Haotian Sect immediately, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"

"Master Huyan, you don't want to let nearly a hundred people die in the Haotian Sect because of your obsession today, right? You are a Titled Douluo now. You may be able to break through the siege, but the others will definitely be left here."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and looked at Hu Yanzhen quietly.

"Okay, it's not the right time for us to come to the fourth sect today. When the young sect master regains his strength, we will come back to the fourth sect."

After Hu Yanzhen said these words, he left here, and the stone in his heart also fell to the ground. He also understood that Ning Fengzhi was stepping down for him again. He was worthy of being the leader of the upper three sects, and his ability to observe words and emotions was really strong.

Before Hu Yanzhen could leave the hall, Tang San's voice reached Hu Yanzhen's ears, "Master Hu Yanzhen, when I regain my strength, I will take the initiative to find you and let you see my strength."

"Hmph, I'm waiting." After Hu Yanzhen put down his harsh words, he quickly left the hall with the spirit masters belonging to the lower four sects.

After they left, the guards also left, and Tang Yuehua in the hall let out a long breath. He turned his head and looked at Tang San, "Xiao San, are you okay?" "Aunt, I'm okay." Tang San said, "It's just that the injury is a bit serious."

"Yuehua, don't worry. Since I'm here, let me take care of Xiaosan. There are others in the Haotian Sect waiting for your comfort."

Ning Fengzhi said to Tang Yuehua, Tang Yuehua nodded gratefully, hugged Ning Fengzhi gently, and then left the hall.

After Tang Yuehua left, Ning Fengzhi turned his head and looked at Tang San, "Xiao San, how do you feel now?"

"It's very bad. In order to prevent my soul power from being severely damaged, I forcibly reversed my soul power, causing it to break through my veins. Now I am no different from a useless person."

Tang San said with a wry smile.

"In this case..., is it possible for you to recover?" After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly and said with some concern. Tang San shook his head, "As long as I want, I can actually recover at any time." Ning Fengzhi smiled lightly, "That's good. I'm here today because I have something else to do. Take a look at this."

Saying that, Ning Fengzhi took out a letter and handed it to Tang San, "This is a letter from Jun Yi. He said that in three days, he will come to Tiandou City to talk about old times with Xue Qinghe and treat his illness."

Tang San took the letter and read it. Because the war was about to begin, the news of Xue Qinghe's death was concealed by Tang San by suppressing it with force. Now that it was known that there was very little news of Xue Qinghe's death, he announced to the outside world that Xue Qinghe was ill, and let Ning Fengzhi take charge as the regent. Heaven Dou.

"Xiao San, you need to restore your strength and inherit the Shura throne, otherwise, we will not be able to face Jun Yi." Ning Fengzhi said lightly.

Tang San's face became extremely ugly. If Jun Yi really came to Tiandou City and learned the news that Xue Qinghe was killed by him, he would definitely go on a killing spree.

"I understand Uncle Ning." Tang San made up his mind, he must restore his strength.

"Okay, I'll help you get to the room. You have a good rest first, and I'll treat you."

. . . . . . .

At night, Ning Fengzhi had left, and Tang San was the only one in the huge room.

At this time, he was lying on a bed, with a faint bitterness on his face.

"A gentleman must endure humiliation and take revenge. It's not too late in ten years. I succumbed to the God King of Destruction today. I'm just trying my luck. When I have enough strength, I only need to kill the God King of Destruction. At that time, no contract will exist anymore." ”

Tang San slowly got out of bed, came to the window, and kowtowed nine times to the moon outside the window, "I am willing to dedicate myself to Lord Destruction."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven figures appeared in Tang San's room instantly. They were none other than the Seven Gods of Sin. Among them, the God of Lust smiled and said to the God of Wrath: "Wrath, I told you, he will definitely not survive the fifteenth day." , Unexpectedly, just nine days later, he regretted it. "

"This kid is so shameless. He gave in so quickly. I really despise him." The God of Fury said coldly.

"Heh, he's just a young boy. Even if he inherits the Shura God position and becomes a God King in the future, he won't be able to compete with Lord Destruction." The God of Pride sneered.

"I really don't understand. Why can this boy become a God King in the future just because of good luck? This is really unfair. Does he have any advantages other than being a little cruel?" The face of the God of Jealousy was full of jealousy.

The God of Greed was also full of dissatisfaction. "Yes, this boy is really rubbish, but there is no way. Who let Lord Destruction like him?"

"Okay, don't look down on him too much. After all, he still has some of the Shura God's soul in him. It will be easier to inherit the Shura God position. Otherwise, Lord Destruction would not waste so much time on him." The God of Laziness stretched and said slowly.

After the Seven Deadly Sins appeared in Tang San's room, they ignored Tang San at the first time. Instead, they mocked Tang San one after another, not taking him seriously at all.

Tang San did not stop them. His face was very ugly now. Every word of the Seven Deadly Sins was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart deeply.

"He is just a piece of trash. Why do we care so much about him? We just need to do our own tasks and let him inherit the throne as soon as possible. I am so hungry. The soul power in this world is not enough for me to absorb." The God of Gluttony said anxiously.

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