Siheyuan: I have broken space

Tang San's title Douluo was a quick success. If he didn't go through enough training, he would never be the opponent of the King of Slaughter.

After several collisions, Tang San's advantage in torque was gone, and even the Poseidon Trident was blown away.

Tang San really couldn't figure out why the sword in the King of Slaughter's hand could compete with the divine weapon of Poseidon in his hand.

Tang San didn't know what to do. Even the divine weapon couldn't deal with the King of Slaughter. Was his life going to end here?

Thinking that he had not yet taken revenge on Wuhun Palace, nor had he made Yu Xiaogang famous all over the world, nor had he fulfilled Tang Hao's wish, he was unwilling to accept it.

Lifting the Poseidon Trident that fell in his hand, Tang San used the Poseidon's Light with all his strength, once again blocking the Slaughter King's attack.

The King of Slaughter also felt uncomfortable. He not only had to fight against Tang San, but also endured the feeling of physical weakness. Fighting against Tang San made his already seriously injured body unable to bear it any longer.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Both of them were lying on the ground now, unable to move.

Tang San tried every means, but found that he had no chance of defeating the King of Slaughter.

While Tang San was in confusion, the Slaughter King's voice rang out, "This is the power of Poseidon. Why is Poseidon's Trident in your hand? Do you know Bo Saixi?"

The King of Slaughter's voice has changed a lot from before, becoming less evil and more peaceful.

Tang San's heart moved. There are countless strong people in the world. Bo Saixi can know Qiandaoliu, the great worshiper of Wuhun Palace, so naturally he can also know a strong person like the King of Slaughter.

"Do you also know Senior Bo Saixi?" Tang San tried his best to hide his murderous intention, but quietly stretched his hand to his waist and took out the Zhuge Shen Crossbow that was poisoned.

A deep sadness flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter, "How many years have passed, even I don't know how many years have passed. Is she okay?"

Tang San stood up slowly and said to the King of Slaughter: "Senior Bo Saixi is very good, just like before, and his strength is much stronger than before."

The King of Slaughter suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "That's good. Uh..."

The King of Slaughter covered his chest and looked at Tang San with surprised eyes. He didn't expect that Tang San would sneak attack him.

"You hold the Poseidon Trident and can also use the Poseidon's Light. You should be the descendant of the Poseidon! Why, she would choose you to be the descendant of the Poseidon."

Tang San saw that the Slaughter King's face had begun to turn black, which was a sign that the poison was beginning to take effect. He was very confident in his poison and believed that the Slaughter King was no longer a threat.

Tang San put away the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and said confidently: "Of course it's because I'm more in line with Poseidon's selection criteria."

The King of Slaughter sneered, "I thought there were only two gods of evil thoughts in the world, one was the Rakshasa God, and the other was the God of Slaughter. I didn't expect that the Poseidon is not a good person either, and he actually chose a villain like you as his successor. You

Don’t you see that I’m at the end of my strength?”

Tang San also sneered, "So what if you are at the end of the force. An evil person like you has a way to die. I kill you to do justice for heaven."

"I am an evil person, haha, I am an evil person. You are right. Even though I have never done evil, I did not withstand the temptation of the God of Evil and took his test. It's a pity that the God of Evil Thoughts

He is always the god of evil thoughts..."

The King of Slaughter could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, with black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Tang San was still worried, so he directly used his Clear Sky Hammer, hoping to completely kill the King of Slaughter.

When the King of Slaughter saw Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, his distracted eyes shone again. He struggled to take out a small golden hammer from his arms. Each end of the small hammer was inlaid with a black gem. It looked extremely...

Exquisite.

The Slaughter King put the hammer in front of Tang San's eyes.

Tang San's childlike expression shrank, obviously recognizing this little hammer.

"Who are you and why do you possess the token of the chief elder of the Haotian Sect."

The King of Slaughter sighed, "You are indeed a disciple of the Haotian Sect. Can't you guess my identity?"

Tang San's expression suddenly became ugly. If he guessed correctly, the person in front of him was his great-grandfather.

How can this be?,

He actually killed his great-grandfather. If others knew about it, that would be fine. How could he face his father?

Tang San didn't have many herbs in his hands. When he prepared the poison, he didn't think of preparing an antidote. Looking at the appearance of the Slaughter King, even if he had an antidote, he wouldn't be able to be revived.

In order to prevent others from knowing that he had killed his great-grandfather, Tang San wanted to kill him and silence him for a moment.

The King of Slaughter was unaware of Tang San's thoughts. Although he was dissatisfied with his great-grandson, he had no other choice.

"Tang San, I have one last request, I hope you can agree to it."

Tang San couldn't refuse, so he asked: "Great-grandfather, whatever wish you have, I will definitely fulfill it."

"Since you are the descendant of Poseidon, you will definitely return to Poseidon Island. I hope you will promise me to bring my ashes to Bo Saixi."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, this request was not too much. If the King of Slaughter asked him to bring the corpse, he would definitely refuse. Since he was bringing the ashes, he didn't have to worry about others discovering the cause of Tang Chen's death.

Seeing that Tang San agreed, Tang Chen smiled with satisfaction and died.

Tang San picked up the golden hammer and Shura Divine Sword, burned Tang Chen's body on fire and placed it in an empty wine jar.

After doing all this, Tang San walked towards Haotian Sect with full confidence.

Originally, he was not very sure about convincing the Haotian Sect. Now that he has Tang Chen's token, he is completely sure. Tang Chen's token can order the Haotian Sect's Elder Hall, and even depose the sect leader and decide

Major events of the sect.

With this thing, Haotian Sect must satisfy no matter what the requirements are.

In the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao was very satisfied with Tang San's talent and tried to use Tang San's talent to convince the people in the Elder Hall.

The people in the Elder Hall refused to agree to Tang San's request on the grounds that Tang San had not fulfilled his original promise.

Tang San slowly took out Tang Chen's token and said, "Five elders, this is my great-grandfather's token. Now I am qualified to speak."

Everyone in the Haotian Sect knew Tang Chen's token. After verifying it, they didn't dare to resist even if they didn't want to.

"Why is the chief elder's token in your hand? Where is his old man?"

Tang San's face revealed a look of grief and anger, and he slowly took out the wine jar containing Tang Chen's ashes.

"When I met my great-grandfather, he was already seriously injured. I tried every means but could not save his life. Before he died, my great-grandfather asked me to cremate him and take his ashes to Poseidon Island."

The seventh elder had the most impatient temper and asked, "Tell me quickly, who is the person who attacked the chief elder?"

Tang San had a very bad impression of the Seventh Elder, and said coldly: "In the entire world, except for Wuhun Palace, who else can kill great-grandfather. This matter was obviously done by Wuhun Palace. You still want to stop it now

To deal with Wuhun Palace?"

Several elders looked at each other and led the Haotian Sect disciples to kneel down in front of the token in Tang San's hand.

"Tang San, sect master, the Haotian Sect can no longer swallow our anger, we must avenge the chief elder."

"Revenge." Many Haotian Sect disciples present shouted in unison.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. With the power of Haotian Sect, he would be more confident in dealing with Wuhun Palace.