The return of the king of Douluo Continent

In an instant, the entire stone wall exploded into pieces, and Tang San stood on the roof, staring coldly at the opposite side.

There was a man in black, holding a steel knife and pointing it at Tang San, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"Escape from Wanbao Pavilion's sight, then run here and use your soul power to activate the sword chant to lure me out..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang San swept his body, rushed in front of the man in black, and struck his chest with his flaming fist.

hum!

The man in black raised his hand and placed the steel knife across his chest, trying to block Tang San's fire fist. When the fist fell, the fire blade shone with spiritual light. After a collision, the two of them took more than ten steps back.

"Fourth level of the Huitong realm!" Tang San tested the strength of the man in black with this punch. Although the man in black was covered with black gauze, his dignity could still be seen at this moment.

Obviously, Tang San's punch had a big impact on him.

"I heard that Young Master Tang San was once a bedridden good-for-nothing. When I see him today, it's not as bad as the rumors say."

With the strength of the third level of Forging Pulse Realm and the fourth level of Huitong Realm, even a fool can see the clues.

Tang San didn't waste any time talking to him, he directly attacked with his fist, the fire was flooding and the momentum was overwhelming.

There were too many people who wanted his life now, and it was impossible for Tang San to exchange a few words with each of them. Even if they didn't say anything, he could still guess the identity of the other person.

The man in black held a steel knife to counterattack, but every punch Tang San made made the man in black tremble with fear, because Tang San's strength far exceeded his imagination.

What shocked him even more was that Tang San fired more than a dozen punches in a row, each of which had a force of over a thousand kilograms. Even a Huitong realm warrior like him couldn't bear such a large amount of energy, but Tang San acted like a normal person. The same, the attack is still extremely fast.

Swish!

Tang San turned his ten fingers into claws, roared with tiger power, and fiercely grabbed the man in black.

"Tiger Light Claw!"

The sharp flaming light left a mark in the void, and he grabbed the man in black. The latter became more and more frightened. When the flaming light appeared, he almost relied on instinct to react with the knife, which was naturally weaker than half of his strength. .

scoff!

Tang San tore the man in black's robe apart with one claw, revealing his red collar, revealing his identity.

"It turns out they are from the government." Tang San said with solemn eyes: "You still don't give up, sending people to cause trouble during the day and sneak attacks at night. Have the good officials now become the lackeys of Lingxiao Daomen? ?”

At the end of the sentence, Tang San almost roared, his hatred for Lingxiao Dao Sect becoming even more overflowing at this moment.

The man in black did not take action again, but took a step back and said to Tang San: "Tang Tianming's wedding will be in half a month. I heard that Lin Danxue and you are childhood sweethearts."

When Tang San heard this, his anger became even stronger, and he used his spiritual power to shoot towards the man in black. The latter easily dodged with a little tiptoe, but then used his strength to turn around and leave quickly, leaving only one sentence in Tang San's ears. The edge echoed for a long time.

"Although your strength is strong, it is far from enough to fight Tang Tianming, because you can't imagine how strong his background is!"

Tang San stood in the dark night, suddenly thinking of the tragic situation he had been in.

The last time he caused trouble in the Tang Mansion, it could be said that he failed miserably. Without the help of the Demon-Swallowing Dragon, he would have become a corpse long ago.

"This time is related to Xueer's life-long event, so there must be no mistakes!"

Tang San touched the white jade flute and a thought flashed through his mind.

Returning to the secret room, Tang San frantically mobilized the memories of his previous life, and soon he found a prescription called "Healing Pill".

Healing Pill is one of the top third-grade pills. It can quickly restore the power of the soul after taking it.

"That's it." Tang San's eyes flashed with joy. As long as he refined it, it could help the Demon-Swallowing Dragon wake up, and even Tianxin's strength could be restored quickly.

"Purple water chestnut flower, divine saliva, fruit of spirit, cemetery moss..." These medicinal materials flashed across Tang San's sea of ​​consciousness, and he suddenly felt a headache. These things are harder to find than the materials for some fourth-grade elixirs.

But after he wrote out the formula, he gave it directly to Zhuo Ye. After all, it would be much faster for Wanbao Pavilion to collect these medicinal materials than for him to find them personally.

In less than half a day, Zhuo Ye had collected all four medicinal materials and handed them to Tang San. In order to repay Wanbao Pavilion, Tang San actually gave Zhuo Ye a Supreme Level Spiritual Stone, which attracted Zhuo Ye. Shocked.

These Supreme Spiritual Stones were obtained by Tang San from the magma of the Land of Creation. Each Supreme Spiritual Stone is a priceless treasure. Not to mention placing it in Wanbao Pavilion, even if it is placed in any top chamber of commerce on the continent, it would be impossible. A treasure measured in gold coins!

Afterwards, Tang San began to try to refine the healing pills. With the memory of the previous life as support, and the existence of advanced flames such as spiritual consciousness and heart fire, Tang San refined two healing pills in just half a day.

Tianxin's soul was weak, but he could still come out of the white jade flute. After Tang San handed him the healing pill, he took him back into the white jade flute to continue to warm his soul.

The Demon-Swallowing Dragon was in a deep sleep, so Tang San had no choice but to enter the white jade flute, use spiritual consciousness and heart fire to dilute the healing pill into healing saliva, and pour it drop by drop.

In the heart of the river.

hum.

When all the healing saliva dripped into the center of the river, a whirlpool suddenly set off in the center of the river, and the entire river began to roll up waves. In the river, a huge dragon shadow gradually emerged from the river.

"Success!"

Tang San looked overjoyed. Seeing this scene, he knew that the Demon-Swallowing Dragon was speeding up its recovery.

After coming out of the white jade flute, Tang San immediately became more confident. With the help of the Demon-Swallowing Dragon and Tianxin, his winning rate would be much higher.

Tang San's gaze looked forward, seeming to penetrate the walls and fall far into the wide courtyard.

"Tang Tianming, let us have a good fight this time!"

Today there is a special figure in Wanbao Pavilion. Princess Tang Feiyun came to Wanbao Pavilion in person, and those who received him were Pavilion Master Zhuo Qinglian and Young Pavilion Master Zhuo Ye.

Tang Feiyun's eyes were full of hope. He was busy in seclusion a few days ago. After he came out of seclusion, he heard the news that Tang San had returned to Wanbao Pavilion, so he rushed over immediately. However, when he asked to see Tang San, he Was blocked by Zhuo Qinglian.

Zhuo Qinglian always had a smile on her face, but her tone was even colder.

"Princess Tang, I'm sorry, the Third Young Master is at an urgent moment of seclusion, and no one can see him at this time."

Hearing this, Tang Feiyun had no choice but to leave the Wanbao Pavilion. After leaving the pavilion, he stood in front of the pavilion and never left, but the person he was waiting for never came out. His eyes gradually changed from hope to despair, until finally It almost turned into despair.

The gray hair on his forehead can be vaguely seen, and even his originally resolute face has a few wrinkles.

Zhuo Qinglian came out of the pavilion and said to Tang Feiyun with a smile: "Princess, please come back. You will see the third young master in half a month."

Tang Feiyun's body suddenly shook, and he raised his head, a trace of despair flashing deep in his eyes.