Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Gu Rong's words seemed like a discussion, but they were actually threats. Although Taitan's Power Family was not small in size, compared with the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the top three sects, it was simply a dream.

In the soul master world, strength has always spoken. Breaking the bet is certainly against the rules of the game, but if the breaker himself is the one who made the rules, who will say anything?

Tai Tan looked at Ning Fengzhi, then shifted his gaze to Chen Chuan, who had white hair and looked like the god of death coming, and said, "Who is this little brother? He looked murderous as soon as he came in."

"This is my grandson, Chenchuan."

Kendo Chenxin introduced him with great pride. Although his voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears, as if he was telling them how powerful his grandson was.

"grandson……"

The Titan of the Power Family had a strange expression. It was rumored that the grandson of Kendo Chenxin had died thirteen years ago.

Now that it has appeared again, it seems that the rumors are not true.

Tai Tan took a step forward and said with a strong voice: "It has long been rumored that Sword Douluo's grandson is a genius. He was born with full soul power when he was six years old. Unfortunately, he died at a young age. Now it seems that the rumors are not true. It’s unreliable.”

"Old gorilla, are you talking too much?" Sword Douluo reminded him with an indifferent expression. Chuan'er had just returned from that ghost place, so naturally she didn't want to mention this matter.

Seeing Sword Douluo's gloomy expression, Tai Tan stopped saying anything. He just looked at Chenchuan meaningfully, pointed at Tang San who was sitting cross-legged and said:

"I'm giving you this face, but even if you don't come, this bet will be over." Tai Tan laughed heartily and said: "It's really a flood to the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family no longer recognizes each other, hahaha. "

Following Titan's hand, the expressions of several people in the field also changed.

Gu Rong saw the small black hammer in Tang San's hand, and naturally Ning Fengzhi also saw it. His expression was slightly unnatural, but he quickly returned to normal. The magnanimity of the leader of a sect was not comparable to that of Gu Rong. .

"The name of the hammer is Haotian. It is the best martial spirit in the world. Haotian Hammer. Hahaha, I thought it was the same as a bamboo shoot."

Chenchuan smiled.

Hearing this, Tang San, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help but frown, and then slowly opened his eyes, his eyes meeting Chenchuan's.

Tang San suddenly felt as if his body was being controlled. The pain of tearing muscles all over his body quickly spread out. Sweat wetted his clothes again, making him miserable.

"Third Brother!"

"Little San!"

Several monsters from Shrek Academy ran over and asked worriedly: "Third brother, how are you doing?"

Tang San's whole body convulsed with pain, and he lay on the ground twitching wildly. You could even see him rolling his eyes, as if he had reached his peak.

Xiao Wu stared at Tai Tan angrily, thinking that it was all his fault, "Old guy, what did you do?"

Tai Tan was stunned, he didn’t do anything?

Could it be that his pressure broke any of Tang San's tendons? Don't die, it would be troublesome.

Chenchuan silently withdrew his murderous intent and calmly looked at everything in front of him.

Are you satisfied with the first meeting gift?

Without the threat of murderous intent, Tang San, who was lying on the ground twitching, finally ended the pain, but he still felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and immediately a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

"elder brother!"

Tang San waved his hand, staring intently at the Chenchuan in front of him, thinking in his heart: "What a terrible murderous aura. Just a touch of it makes me feel the pain of my body being torn apart. Who is this person? He can actually possess this kind of murderous aura." So murderous."

Ning Fengzhi walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "Little friend, we meet again."

"Why is it you?" Tang San couldn't help but said in surprise.

Thinking back to the man he met at the auction house, Tang San was naturally shocked. He didn't expect to meet him here.

It seems that he is Ning Rongrong’s father, Ning Fengzhi, the master of Qibao Glazed Sect!

A strong supporter who stands at the top of the pyramid!

Tang San climbed up with difficulty, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth in a somewhat embarrassed manner, the Purple Demon Eyes always staying on Chenchuan's body.

This person kills decisively and has a terrifying aura, so he has to be on guard.

Tang San bowed his hands towards Ning Fengzhi and said, "Junior Tang San, pay your respects to Sect Leader Ning."

Then it moved to Sword Douluo and Chen Xin: "Senior Sword Douluo, Senior Bone Douluo."

After paying homage to them one by one, Tang San took back his previous courtesy, but he did not pay homage to Chenchuan.

Seeing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but frown, and said lightly with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Little friend Tang San, as a junior, it is natural for you to pay homage to your elders, but my Chuan'er is also a senior, why don't you pay homage?"

"Or do you think that with your father's support, you won't look down on my Chen family?"

Since returning from Chenchuan, Kendo Chenxin has been full of confidence, and he also understands that the Chen family will definitely return to its peak glory in the future.

Back then, the Chen family was a famous presence in the entire Douluo Continent, and their top-notch martial arts seven-kill sword was even more frightening.

At its peak, it was even compared with the Haotian Sect. Unfortunately, as time went by, the Chen family's heirs died one after another, until Chen Chuan's father died, and only he and Chuan'er were left in the Chen family.

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and under the coercion of the other party, he reluctantly bowed his hands towards the Chenchuan in front of him: "Junior Tang San, pay my respects to senior."

Chenchuan waved his hands indifferently, showing no interest in talking to the other party.

Tai Tan said with a straight face and a somewhat displeased voice: "Sword Douluo, show me some face. This is the master's son. What you do makes it difficult for me."

Ken Daochen said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are, asking me to give you face?"

It is simply ridiculous for a mere eighty-sixth level Contra to want face in front of a ninety-sixth level titled Douluo.

He didn't like Tang San's behavior originally, but now he was so ignorant of etiquette and didn't know how his father taught him.

Isn't the only way to die?

Tai Tan's expression was slightly unnatural. This was the first time he felt frustrated. The other party didn't even give him any face, and even told him not to step down in front of everyone.

There was a hint of anger in his voice: "Sword Douluo, you are indeed powerful, but don't forget what kind of strong master your master is. If you anger your master, you should know what will happen."

"And don't forget how powerful the master is. You seemed to have lost to the master back then..."

Under the sonorous voice.

Chenchuan immediately pulled out the Seven Killing Sword, put it against the latter's neck, and said coldly: "You say one more thing, die."

Throat rolls.

Sweat like raindrops flowed down unconsciously, and Titan's voice stopped abruptly.

The atmosphere was full of gunpowder.

Using Tang Hao to threaten the Chen family is simply ridiculous.

Ning Fengzhi didn't want to quarrel with the Li clan, so he immediately stepped forward, held down Chenchuan's wrist, and said hurriedly: "Chuan'er, that's almost it."