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

Chenchuan glanced at Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect beside him, and immediately withdrew his Seven Killing Sword, but still slapped Tan Tan on the face.

Titan instantly fell to the ground, the sound of ringing in his ears constantly reappearing in his mind, and his face instantly became red and swollen.

"If you dare to speak arrogantly and insult the Chen family again, I will destroy your Li family."

Although Chenchuan's voice was very cold, it contained endless killing intent, making people feel like they didn't dare to resist anymore.

Titan also lost his temper.

If Tang Hao was here, he might be able to say a few words.

But what the other party said was obviously not a joke, and it would be better not to cause trouble.

"Hahaha, the presence of all the seniors at Shrek Academy has also made the academy more prosperous. I am Zhao Wuji, the deputy dean of Shrek Academy, and I have met all of you seniors." At this moment, Zhao Wuji, the deputy dean, quickly Walked over.

Zhao Wuji looks like a middle-aged man in his fifties. He has a very ordinary appearance and a very strong body. Although he is not tall, he gives people a majestic feeling.

His broad shoulders were like city walls, and his coat could not cover up his strong muscles that were made of steel. Although the expression on his face was kind, his strong figure would invisibly give people a strong oppressive force.

Tai Tan vented all his previous anger on Zhao Wuji, glared and said, "So it's you. I didn't expect you to be hiding in Shrek Academy as the vice-president. I've been looking for you for a long time. We'll talk about that later. I want to have a detailed discussion with the young master and prepare a room for me immediately."

Zhao Wuji had a dark face, what does the beating you just got have to do with me? However, the opponent was too strong, so he still smiled and said: "Senior, what you said makes sense, please come in."

This world is about the survival of the fittest, and only the strong will ignore all rules and do whatever they want.

And the weak will still have to bear everything after all.

There is no fairness in this world. Some people are tall and some are short. Some people are in high positions and powerful, while some people are from a humble background. Fairness is just a joke.

Under the leadership of Zhao Wuji, everyone came to the conference room on the fourth floor to rest.

Sword Douluo smiled and said, "Chuan'er's temper has really changed."

"The more you travel and see more, your state of mind will also change. You will notice things you didn't notice before, and you will understand things you couldn't understand before. In practice, the strong is respected."

No one could accept the hardship Chenchuan endured back then.

When he was six years old, he was taken to the Killing City, and from then on, he started killing people.

Just to be able to survive in this world.

There is always a sentence in Chenchuan's heart, why can you kill me, but I can't kill you?

Isn’t this the artistic conception of the God of Killing?

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said with some seriousness: "Chuan'er, you are too reckless. Although Taitan is only at the Contra realm, behind him is the Haotian Sect back then..."

"It is not a wise choice to offend the number one sect in the world."

Bone Douluo Gurong also stood by Chuan'er. It was obviously the old orangutan who started the trouble, so why should he blame Chuan'er?

"Fengzhi, Chuan'er has just returned and is already in a bad mood. This time, he is defending the Chen family again. What's wrong?"

Gu Rong said calmly: "Although the Li Clan is strong, it is still far behind our Qibao Glazed Sect. Besides, the Haotian Sect has been away from the world for many years, what are they afraid of?!"

"Can……"

Ning Fengzhi was also speechless and could only give up. Who said these two were his elders?

Sword Douluo sat on the chair, took a sip of tea and said, "Rong Rong, the third brother you talk about seems to be not a good person."

"Grandpa Jian, Third Brother is not usually like this. In fact, he is..."

"Forget it." Sword Douluo waved his hand. From the conversation just now, it was easy to see that Tang San was a very rebellious person. Although he was respectful on the surface, secretly he had no respect at all.

Otherwise he wouldn't be angry about it.

At this moment, the door to the room suddenly opened, and Tang San, who had changed into clean clothes, strode in.

Gu Rong and Sword Dou Luo Chenxin crossed their arms with disdain on their faces.

Ning Fengzhi drank tea gracefully, and put down the tea cup when she saw Tang San coming in.

Tang San saluted again with some displeasure: "Hello, Uncle Ning, I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Nothing, just sit down." Ning Fengzhi said with a calm expression: "Xiaosan, can I call you that?"

"You are Rongrong's father, of course you can."

Tang San nodded and smiled.

"Haha, when I saw you today, I didn't expect you to be the son of an old friend. It's really interesting."

Ning Fengzhi drank water calmly and looked at Tang San in front of her. That outrageous figure could not help but appear in her mind.

Tang Hao, the youngest titled Douluo in the continent.

With the soul power that had just entered the ninetieth level, he defeated the three major titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace in one fell swoop, and as a result, the previous Pope Qianxun died suddenly.

But after that incident ended, Tang Hao's figure gradually faded out of people's sight.

Chenchuan also heard about Tang Hao from the King of Slaughter.

Back then, Tang Hao also broke out of the Killing City, but it only took three years.

The main reason why Chenchuan spent thirteen years was because his strength was too weak. In addition, every time he broke through, he needed to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul ring configurations, which resulted in him not even being qualified to leave the Killing City.

Every time he reaches the level of hunting soul beasts, the King of Slaughter will arrange for someone to personally deliver the highest level soul beast, which is also a soul beast that has a life span that exceeds human limits.

It seems that in the eyes of the King of Slaughter, Chenchuan is just a test subject. If he dies, he will be replaced by another one.

If it survives, train it to become the next king of killing!

It's a pity that Chenchuan was not willing to stay in that ghost place, and left there after obtaining the Killing God Domain.

I heard that the King of Slaughter was very angry, but he could not leave the Slaughter City for too long, otherwise the guy would definitely come here to look for him due to his character.

Chenchuan tasted the fruit on the table and said lightly: "Tang Hao is indeed powerful, but it is a pity that he ended up being reduced to a blacksmith. It is really a pity."

Tang San squinted his eyes and frowned: "Senior, it seems that whether my father is a blacksmith or not has nothing to do with you. Besides, you seem to be targeting me all the time. Do you and I know each other?"

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

A crisp and sweet slap sounded instantly, and Tang San's weak body flew out like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall without any warning.

"Did you remember this time?" Chenchuan asked.

Tang San's face was already red and swollen, two teeth were missing, and a mouth full of blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. His whole person looked extremely terrifying.