The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 309
The momentum emanating from the Slaughter King's Palace was naturally felt by the people in the Slaughter Capital. Countless people looked in the direction of the palace in astonishment and panic, with a big question mark in their hearts.

"what's going on?"

Although the villains in the Slaughtering City had their soul power sealed, their perception was not lost. Any one of these auras was an existence that made them daunting, and the stronger the person, the more frightened they were.

There really is a Title Douluo in this killing capital, and there is more than one!
Hell Killing Fields.

Tang San, who just killed the last enemy, frowned and looked towards the palace. The enemy's crimson blood dripped from his chin along his fair face, looking extremely strange.

"It seems that Xiaoxuan has been discovered. I don't know if he is okay."

Thinking of this, he felt anxious, and after glancing at the ring full of corpses, there was a hint of disgust and hostility between his brows, and then he walked out of the killing field of hell.

In the stands, Hu Liena suddenly looked away from the direction of the palace, and then looked at the ring, but the ring was already empty.

White teeth bit her red lips lightly, at this moment she looked extremely coquettish.

"Could it be Zhao Xuan?"

……

The housing area of ​​the killing capital.

As soon as Tang San returned to his residence, he heard a weak voice from the next door: "Little San, you are back."

Tang San's anxious expression immediately relaxed. Although Zhao Xuan's voice sounded lazy at the moment, there was nothing wrong with it.

Turn to the next door and push open the door.

Tang San saw Zhao Xuan who was sitting dejectedly in the courtyard at a glance, and he couldn't help asking: "What happened inside."

Zhao Xuan raised his head and looked at Tang San, then heaved a long sigh: "It's hard to say."

Immediately he made a gesture to Tang San, there was only a short distance between the index finger and thumb, and he said with a sad face.

"It was only a little bit, just a little bit away from the fact that I could pull out that sword, but the King of Slaughter and the others came looking for the sound."

"Ah... Lanshou, mushrooms..."

Zhao Xuan held his head and shook his head crazily, feeling a little irritable. Knowing the strength of the Slaughter King this time, next time he wouldn't dare to go in if he didn't say whether the heavy sword was still there or not.

From the Slaughter King, Zhao Xuan sensed an aura that was not inferior to the golden-eyed black dragon. He knew how terrifying the golden-eyed black dragon was, and he didn't want to risk his life just for an epee.

But... In this way, there is no chance to obtain the control method of the soul god's divine sense.

Zhao Xuan pursed his lips, looking a little troubled.

Tang San, who was standing beside him, saw Zhao Xuan's expression constantly changing, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "The thing you're looking for is really a divine weapon?"

Zhao Xuan nodded dejectedly, and then looked at Tang San full of resentment: "You crow's mouth is actually right, that thing seems to have spirituality, resisting me, so I can't pull it out."

Spiritual artifact?

A flash of surprise flashed in Tang San's eyes. No matter in his past life or his present life, he was extremely interested in forging, and it was his dream to forge all hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, but he never thought of giving weapons spirituality.

Just imagine, if Tang Sect's hidden weapons possessed spirituality, how terrifying it would be.

Thinking of this, Tang San suddenly felt a fire in his heart, and also felt a desire for that divine weapon.

However, Tang San also knew that this kind of thing can only be thought about, after all even Zhao Xuan ran back, so he had no chance.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart, and asked, "How strong is the Slaughter King? Even you can't deal with it."

"How strong? It's unimaginably strong..." Zhao Xuan replied dejectedly.

"According to my speculation, this King of Slaughter is at least a 98th-level Title Douluo, or even a 99th-level Peerless Douluo."

"And his two subordinates are not new to the realm of Titled Douluo."

"Peerless Douluo??"

Tang San was startled, does this world really exist Title Douluo of this level?
He suddenly looked at Zhao Xuan who looked helpless and entangled, and couldn't help saying in his heart: "What a lucky guy."

To be able to escape from the hands of a strong man who is suspected to be a peerless Douluo, this kind of luck is indeed unmatched.

……

Time passed slowly, and with the passage of time, Zhao Xuan gradually let go of his thoughts on the epee.

Ever since Zhao Xuan successfully infiltrated that time, the Slaughter King has put in some efforts to defend the palace. Before that, no one thought that one of the group of people whose soul power had been sealed could break into the palace.

Although the Slaughter City and the Slaughter King's palace are not far away, after all, there is an abyss ten feet wide, and the only road is guarded by a law enforcement team composed of hundreds of soul kings!
Thinking of the end, the Slaughter King didn't even think about how Zhao Xuan sneaked in.

But because of this, he also felt vigilant, and arranged a Titled Douluo to supervise and guard the entrance at all times. This was also Zhao Xuan's most helpless place.

For a method of spiritual control, he can't put his life on it.

So Zhao Xuan, who gave up and continued to steal the epee, often went in and out of the hell killing field, preparing to leave here after accumulating a hundred consecutive victories. This does not mean that he really gave up, after all, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. After another ten years of practice, Zhao Xuan felt that he could still try.

At that time, this method of divine sense control was still precious.

Back at the residence, Zhao Xuan frowned suddenly just as he opened the door, and then walked to Tang San's residence next to him.

"crunch..."

The door of the old and dilapidated room was opened, and a cold murderous aura rushed out immediately, and even the vegetation in the courtyard condensed frost in an instant.

Tang San sat cross-legged on the bed, black murderous aura lingered on his body, the coldness that continuously emanated from him, at this moment he was trembling slightly, as if he was trying to suppress something.

Zhao Xuan hurried over, a pure white lotus light appeared on his hand, and then patted on Tang San's body.

"Um……"

Tang San let out a muffled snort, the lingering murderous aura on his body dissipated, his closed eyes suddenly opened, the original azure blue pupils turned crimson, the murderous intent inside was awe-inspiring, like wild weeds growing crazily.

But under the light of the world-purifying white lotus, this redness quickly dissipated.

Tang San's eyes slowly regained clarity, he stared at Zhao Xuan in front of him for a moment, then smiled wryly: "You are back."

"Ah."

Zhao Xuan sat down beside Tang San, frowned and asked, "Can't you suppress it again?"

Tang San nodded, and took a few deep breaths: "Well, these murderous auras really have too much influence on me. Although I have the restraint of the Blue Silver Domain, after years and months, I'm still affected."

"Then leave the killing capital earlier."

Zhao Xuan said worriedly, he has the White Lotus of Pure World, even though he slaughtered hundreds of people in it, and stayed with a group of murderers all day long, he was not affected in the slightest.

But Tang San was different. Although his methods were not weak, he couldn't completely eliminate hidden dangers like Zhao Xuan.

"You also reached 99 consecutive victories?"

Tang San was slightly taken aback, then asked in surprise.

"That's right, let's go to the killing field of hell tomorrow to bid farewell to this trip."

Zhao Xuan looked in the direction of the Slaughter King's Palace, and couldn't help but sighed, it's a pity that he didn't have a chance to get that thing...

(End of this chapter)