Douluo's first sword

The incomparably huge Clear Sky Hammer stood in the void, releasing unparalleled domineering pressure, as if it was the only one in the world.

"Hammer of the Clear Sky"

Tang San's eyes widened and he stared at the Clear Sky Hammer, which was countless times bigger than his father's hammer. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who is this guy and why does he have the Clear Sky Hammer?"

The Clear Sky Hammer is the symbol of the Clear Sky School, known as the world's number one martial soul, only the direct disciples of the Clear Sky School can possess it, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to have the Clear Sky Hammer.

But now, the King of Slaughter has actually released the Clear Sky Hammer, and it is bigger than his own hammer. What is going on?

Tang San was confused, not clear about the sudden situation in front of him.

Fang Xuan suddenly said: "It's very simple, because he is your father."

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The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, and he glared at Fang Xuan fiercely, thinking that this guy was scolding him again.

Fang Xuan added: "Grandpa"

Tang San:"&"

The true identity of the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, Tang San's great-grandfather. Among the people present, only Fang Xuan knew this. He kindly told Tang San the truth, but the guy thought Fang Xuan was scolding him.

In this world, it’s hard to be a good person~

With the passage of time, the appearance of the Slaughter King has undergone earth-shaking changes. The red eyes that have been stained by blood and hatred gradually regain their clarity and turn into deep black. Zuo's black hair was spread behind him, and even his face had undergone certain changes.

The former King of Slaughter had an evil and ferocious face, but now the black-haired man has a very handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a majestic weapon, and his whole body is full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Not only that, the huge Clear Sky Hammer was changing rapidly. In an instant, it turned into a three-meter-long bloody magic sword.

The King of Slaughter's black hair was disheveled, his eyes were deep, and he suddenly grasped the demon sword in his right hand. At the moment he grasped the demon sword, a terrifying soul power filled the air like a volcanic eruption, sweeping across the world.

All the palaces and boulders within a thousand meters radius were reduced to ashes. Even Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena were directly overturned by this terrifying soul power.

This kind of soul power fluctuation is really terrifying. It is completely superior to Titled Douluo. This is a power that only gods can possess.

"Ha ha ha ha"

The King of Slaughter shed two tears of blood and suddenly laughed up to the sky, but the laughter was filled with endless sorrow.

"Whether I win or lose, everything has no meaning to me. It has been like a dream for decades, but I have suffered such sins. Shura is such a Shura. I still failed to pass your test after all. This doesn't matter. It’s not about wrong or right, it’s about timing and luck.”

The bloody magic sword burned blazingly like an eternal fire of anger in that mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. The black-haired man was in a crazy state, crying bitterly and laughing at other times, which was incomprehensible.

After a long time, the black-haired man gradually recovered from the great sorrow and joy, and became calm and calm. His pair of shining eyes scanned Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena, and said: "I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, Three people, I don’t know how long I will be trapped in this demonic body.”

"Thank you, our Slaughter King. You are actually thanking someone. You are not the Slaughter King. Who are you?" Tang San frowned and glanced at the mysterious man in front of him with confusion. The huge Clear Sky Hammer that appeared just now made him feel confused. Ma, I am very curious about the true identity of this former King of Slaughter.

"What on earth is going on?" Hu Liena was also confused, her beautiful eyes staring intently at the transformed King of Slaughter.

Among the three of them, only Fang Xuan was silent and said nothing. He rested his hands on his hands and whistled boredly, waiting for Tang San's father's grandfather to introduce himself.

"Who am I hahahaha, it's been so long, so long that I can hardly remember who I am."

The black-haired man's face was full of sorrow, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and shed two more tears of blood. He took a hard breath, with mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "Back then, for a promise, I traveled across thousands of rivers and mountains, looking for a way to become a god. But it is so difficult to become a god. How can the insurmountable gap between mortals and gods be easily crossed?

If you want to become a god, only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help the top powerhouses become gods physically. However, thousands of years are too long, and even a titled Douluo may not be able to live that long.

Therefore, I chose another path to find a status to inherit."

After a pause, memories appeared in the black-haired man's eyes. He sighed and continued to tell his story. Tang San and Hu Liena were immediately attracted by the man's legendary experience, and they all listened with interest.

"However, it is not easy to find the inheritance place left by the gods. Even if I was invincible at the time, it was difficult to find the relics of the gods. It was not until I came to the Killing City that I finally felt the breath of the gods. , that is God Shura"

"In this world, there are actually two evil gods. One is Shura God, who is in charge of killing, and the other is Rakshasa God, who is in charge of evil thoughts. This city of killing is what they left behind when they transcended the world. I was very happy about the Relic of God. I quickly gained the approval of God Shura and began to take the test of God Shura. Because I was already invincible in the world at that time, I passed the first few divine tests easily, but later on, I Gradually lost, his heart was polluted by evil thoughts, and finally he was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and he became the king of killing that you firmly believe in. He is neither human nor ghost.

"It wasn't until I woke up now that I realized that the original Shura God's test was mixed with the aura of Rakshasa. It was not a pure Shura test. It should be a trap left by Rakshasa God when he transcended. Not long ago, this young man used that weapon The artifact destroyed the blood-red nine-headed bat king that was parasitic on my body. Only then did I break free from the predicament, pass the eighth test of the Shura God, and obtain the recognition of the Shura Holy Sword."

At this point, the black-haired man had mixed feelings, showed a bitter smile, and sighed: "Unfortunately, it's already too late."

"Senior, who are you?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

"My name is Tang Chen, the third generation leader of the Haotian Sect," the black-haired man said calmly.

"The sect leader of the Haotian Sect in the Tang Dynasty, then you are mine."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were red and filled with tears. He walked up to Tang Chen excitedly and was about to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, but was kicked away by Fang Xuan.

At this time, Fang Xuan strode up to Tang Chen with a pure smile on his face and said respectfully:

"Senior, hello, I am the direct disciple of the Haotian Sect, Tang Er."