Mother Douluo Bibi Dong?Ask the Pope to abdicate

Chapter 94 Qian Renfeng's guess is true, Tang San's secret

lost?

Tang San screamed in his head, looking at Tang Hao in the deep pit in disbelief.

He was full of expectations that Tang Hao could hammer Qian Renfeng like a dead dog, and then knelt down in front of him in embarrassment and begged for mercy.

But the result was that Tang Hao was slammed into a deep pit, which was not the expected result at all!
"Why haven't you run yet?"

Tang Hao suddenly scolded angrily.

Coughing up a mouthful of old blood, seeing Tang San still dazed by the edge of the deep pit, he couldn't help but drink wildly.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Hao felt depressed again: "Originally, I should be able to hold Qian Renfeng for a while, and even if I can't kill him, I can still seriously injure him."

"But I was defeated so simply, even if I took advantage of the chaos and escaped, I might not be able to go anywhere, right?"

Helplessness filled my heart.

He has never had a single defeat since his debut, looking at the majestic Qian Renfeng in the distance, his expression turned blue and red.

Several defeats successively were all in the hands of Qian Renfeng.

Qian Renfeng seemed to have become a peak that he could not surpass.

Tang San woke up startled.

Hearing Tang Hao's scolding, he also looked at Qian Renfeng, his face turned ashen.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had just changed his mind, which led to many changes in results.

There is no way to run now.

As an evil soul master, I met the current pope of the Wuhun Temple. The ending seems to be doomed?
Staring at Qian Renfeng with resentful eyes, his teeth were grinding and creaking.

Yu Xiaogang panicked.

Tang Hao's defeat made him feel bad again.

Seeing Qian Renfeng slashing towards them indifferently, a heart hung in his throat, fearing that he would die suddenly here.

"Little...Little San, why don't you take that thing out?"

Yu Xiaogang gulped down a mouthful of saliva and muttered softly.

Yu Xiao had just finished speaking, Tang San hadn't expressed his opinion at all, Tang Hao couldn't help scolding: "Nonsense, that thing Xiao San can't control now."

"But that's our only chance right now!" Yu Xiaogang quibbled, "If Xiao San doesn't take that thing out, the three of us have to explain it here!"

Said hurriedly.

Yu Xiaogang is panicking like an old dog now, afraid that he will die here in the next second.

And Qian Renfeng is here.

He forcefully disintegrated the Great Sumeru Hammer in the most brutal way, and after he was sure of winning, he heard what Yu Xiaogang said, and suddenly looked at Tang San thoughtfully.

Something out of control?
"There is only one way!"

At this time, Tang San suddenly said in a deep voice, his fingers lightly tapped on the belt, and a bloody vortex suddenly condensed from the edge of the belt.

At the same time, a strange energy suddenly exploded like a wave, and the red light radiated thousands of meters around.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be dyed red.

These reds are all the embodiment of murderous intent reaching the extreme.

clang clang-

Sword cries came out from the bloody vortex.

Accompanied by these majestic voices fell.

A long sword slowly emerged from the bloody vortex.

It was a blood-colored magic sword about two meters long, and strange magic lines were densely covered on this magic sword.

The bloody vortex and the red light all over the sky were all caused by this magic sword.

"Sura Demon Sword!"

Qian Renfeng spit out the name of this magic sword word by word.

Others may not recognize this sword, but he is very familiar with it. This sword of extreme killing that should be in Tang Chen's hands now appeared in Tang San's hands, which really surprised him.

"It looks like my guess has come true."

"Tang San has been God Shura's chosen pawn from the very beginning, and Sea God's inheritance of Tang San may have been secretly manipulated by God Shura."

"If you want to get rid of dissidents, Shura can't do it on his own, so he wants to let Seagod join in, so that Tang San can get the so-called inheritance of two gods?"

"This game of chess is really big, and the inheritor of the twin gods does have such a little bit of ability. Tang Chen has been unable to subdue the Shura Demon Sword, and it may just become the nourishment for the Shura Demon Sword."

"Wen Yang couldn't completely subdue the Asura Demon Sword for so many years, but let Tang San master it when he shouldn't have mastered it. It really made him money!"

Analyzing all this in my heart.

Qian Renfeng completely affirmed his past guesses about Tang San and some things in the God Realm.

Ning Fengzhi lost money crazily, and made a lot of money Tang Laosan.

The family was short of money, and the two most powerful titles of the sect, Douluo, were also broken with swords, and the little padded jacket became a tool for resurrecting Tang San.

The entire Douluo Continent really counts.

Only Ning Fengzhi's family suffered a blood loss, which was even worse than their Wuhundian.

Although Wuhundian also disappeared in the end, it was a different faction after all, and the Qibao Liulizong, which was in the same faction as Tang San in the original historical trajectory, ended up like that.

It's not a blood loss, it's better than a blood loss!
Among them, now it seems that there is a bit of Shura's shadow.

Otherwise, Ning Fengzhi, who supports the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School and who can be called the number one Douluo in knowing people, wouldn't be so blind.

After all, just like Tang Chen, after so many years of hard work, he finally became Tang San's wedding dress.

You seem to earn blood, but I will never lose money!
This point is enough to become Tang San's life motto, after all, he can only be the God King of the God Realm because of his luck.

The moment Qian Renfeng implemented these things.

Tang San took out the Asura Demon Sword completely, and the bloody aura poured back from the thousand meters around, all gathered towards Tang San.

In an instant, Tang San's breath surged.

The vampire vine, and the Clear Sky Hammer all uncontrollably erupted with corresponding power at this moment.

The ghost vines entangled towards the Asura Demon Sword, while the Clear Sky Hammer completely disappeared from everyone's sight, and then converged towards the Asura Demon Sword.

With the fusion of the Vampire Vine and the Clear Sky School, a pair of blood-colored armor suddenly spread out from the end of the hilt of the Shura Demon Sword.

The scarlet armor instantly covered Tang San in it, and the aura was integrated.

"Is this under control?" Tang Hao was astonished, looking at his son's transformation in disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang nodded in a daze: "It seems to be under control, and the mistress at this moment is really terrifying."

"This power doesn't look like Xiao San's, but this power feels stronger than when I use the Great Sumeru Hammer!" Tang Hao answered affirmatively.

At this time, Tang San also reached a consensus with the Asura Demon Sword, covering him with blood-colored armor, holding the hilt of the Asura Demon Sword with one hand, his whole aura rose to its peak.

"Father, I will finish what you haven't done today!"

"I'm really strong now!"

Tang San said confidently.

He raised the bloody demon sword in his hand, and gestured towards Qian Renfeng.

On the ferocious face covered with blood sores, all were triumphant, and he no longer had any doubts about victory.

Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang heard the words, and looked at the Shura Demon Sword in disbelief.

A mere sword can actually give Tang San such a huge improvement?
What kind of sword is this?

Tang Hao was shocked, and Yu Xiaogang was also thinking crazily in his heart.

Both of them were guessing the real situation of Shura Demon Sword at this time, and looked at Qian Renfeng at the same time, constantly looking forward to what was about to happen.

Qian Renfeng remained silent.

Really strong?

But the strength must be your own!

He knew very well that Tang San's power at this time did not belong to him, the monstrous red light was only the power temporarily lent to him by the Shura Demon Sword, or the power temporarily lent to him by the God of Shura.

If not.

The current Tang San is not worthy to pick up the Shura Demon Sword at all!
With such power, Tang San had already surged with boundless self-confidence.

"I have to really do it once."

Qian Renfeng stopped being distracted and whispered softly.

Ordinary Tang San could be killed with just one slap, but Tang San, who had temporarily borrowed divine power from God Asura, wanted him to be a little more serious.

Before that, no matter which shot it was.

Be it Tang Hao or Yu Yuanzhen, he has never used his true strength.

At this time, it is necessary to use it.

"Martial spirit, possessed!"

A whisper.

The eight-winged fallen angel flying high above the sky suddenly turned into a stream of light and merged towards Qian Renfeng.

boom! ! !
Eight wings suddenly opened from behind Qian Renfeng.

A dark sickle was firmly held in his hand, and the abyss dragon also turned into a suit of armor and fused with him.

It was different from the soul skills of the soul bone of the first Fallen God costume, after all it was just a soul bone, but now it is a living dragon.

Black armor, black sickle, black eight wings.

The Sansheng Wuhun perfectly integrated into Qian Renfeng's body, adding a heroic aura to his whole body at this time.

"A powerful force requires enough people to control it!"

"This strength does not belong to you!"

Qian Renfeng whispered.

The eight black wings spread out behind him, and one end of the God of Death scythe landed on the ground, walking towards Tang San step by step.

Now he has a strength of level 97, relying on the advantage of the Sansheng Wuhun, he can already be on par with his old man.

He wanted to see it.

With such strength, even if he is not a real opponent of God, but he is just a puppet gifted with divine power, will he be able to stop him?

"presumptuous!"

Tang San scolded angrily, raised the Shura Demon Sword high in his hand, his expression 'majestic': "Sura, judge!"

Red light work.

The edge of the sword caused waves of ripples.

The pure murderous aura on the Shura Demon Sword was constantly affecting Qian Renfeng.

Qian Renfeng sneered.

Feeling the bursts of murderous intent, he couldn't help but think of what happened to his mother in the original history.

The murderous aura of Shura God suppressed the murderous aura of Rakshasa God inherited from his mother.

The exact same thing happened to him, but...

Want to intimidate Qian Renfeng with pure murderous aura?
"break!!!"

Lightly reprimanded.

Behind Qian Renfeng, the Eight Wings suddenly exerted force, and the invisible wave repelled all the murderous aura that was crushing it.

God Shura is the king of gods.

Rakshasa is only a first-level god.

Congenital has a repressive effect.

But he has never inherited any divine position, and is not affected by any divine power.

The red light and polished light intersected, neither of which could affect him in the slightest, and they couldn't even sink into his body.

Seeing this scene, Tang San's pupils shrank crazily.

"how is this possible?"

With a cry of surprise, Tang San hastily raised the main body of the Shura Demon Sword, and swung it down towards Qian Renfeng in the most brutal way.

Qian Renfeng's speed increased.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the death scythe had appeared on Tang San's lower abdomen.

The sickle goes up.

With a loud bang, Tang San was violently lifted into the air.

The defensive power of the Scarlet Armor is indeed very strong.

With a scythe, Tang San just spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath a little weak, but it didn't hurt the root.

Looking up at Tang San who was picked up.

Qian Renfeng wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't hurt Tang San through the Shura demon armor, but it turned Tang San into a big turtle in front of him.

Fly high in the air.

Tang San felt uncomfortable for a while, and found that his life was safe, he couldn't help being ecstatic again: "Hahaha, you can't kill me, you can't kill me at all with my current strength!"

"I can slowly consume you to death, and let you die from exhaustion in the end. An evil person like you is destined to go to hell!"

Howling hysterically.

There is no worry about life, and the confidence in my heart has risen to the peak again.

"If you want to consume me to death, you have to persist until I am exhausted."

"Dance of Eight Wings Dragon Sickle!"

Qian Renfeng finally responded to Tang San's words, and swung the sickle in the sky 99 times.

Haotianzong has a chaotic cloak and a big Sumeru hammer.

Just because other sects don't have this kind of skill doesn't mean he doesn't have it here.

Based on the Sansheng Wuhun.

He created this set of techniques himself when he was a soul sage.

Every sickle dance brought a sharp edge.

Every sharp edge rushed towards Tang San ruthlessly.

Wherever the sharp blade passed, the space was cracked inch by inch, even more powerful than Tang Hao's previous use of the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Watching sickle dances rushing towards him.

The body couldn't adjust its position in time in mid-air, Tang San's expression completely changed.

At this moment, he realized that he had made the biggest mistake.

Qian Renfeng is powerful.

It is true that he can rely on the Shura Demon Armor to not be afraid of life damage, but it is almost impossible to persevere until the end!

"No, it's impossible!"

Tang San roared in his heart.

The body tried very hard in the air to change its direction, but failed for a long time.

"Little San!"

Tang Hao was in a hurry, he wanted to do something but his body was extremely weak.

Yu Xiaogang's face was even paler.

Seeing Tang San suddenly stand up, he was extremely happy, as if he had already seen Qian Renfeng's unlucky appearance.

But now,

The script didn't develop on the normal track at all, and he felt something was wrong with his whole body.

If things go on like this, how can we escape from here?

I bet everything on Tang San, is it worth it?

No one could answer the suspicion in Yu Xiaogang's heart, and Lian Wu who rushed away completely landed on Tang San.

Every sickle dance fiercely branded marks on Tang San's Asura Demon Armor,

Every trace brought a huge shock wave, ruthlessly crashing into Tang San's internal organs.

The dense voices became the only tone between heaven and earth at this time.

　PS: Last night, I took a temporary trip to relatives outside, and pigeonholed once, and it will definitely return to normal and update today

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