Douluo: Killing the Monarch, shocking Qian Renxue at the beginning

"The descendants of the Jiao Jiao War Soul Hammer, the mighty Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, always go against the will of heaven. This is destined to be a disaster."

Lin Che slowly flew up, stepping on the void with her feet. The space beneath her body also rippled, and at the same time, an even more terrifying energy surged out.

"I hate this sentence." Tang Hao clenched the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and said, "Is it me, Tang Hao, who defies fate, or do you, Lin Che, think you are God?!"

"Noisy."

Lin Che put one hand behind her back and raised her right hand, along with the blood-red shadow behind her. The surging sword energy split the originally dark cloud-covered sky in two like a thundering giant.

"Tang Hao, I think you are the proud son of a generation. Today I will give you a chance to take your son and become a blacksmith honestly from now on. Otherwise, your Haotian Sect will also die because of you!"

"Do you think I will believe what you say?" Tang Hao clenched the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and said, "If you want me to retreat to the mountains and forests, Lin Che, you are not qualified to try my random cloak beating technique. The real mystery…”

As Tang Hao's voice fell, the Clear Sky Hammer grew larger in the wind, and the blood-red light also quietly rose at this moment.

"Haotian Hammer, random cloak!!!"

Tang Hao almost used all his strength to swing the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, aiming at Lin Che in front of him and launched an unceremonious attack.

"Stubborn fellow."

Lin Che also snorted coldly, controlled the phantom of the Shura Demon Sword behind her, aimed at Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, and slashed away fiercely.

A loud roar suddenly sounded.

At the same time, Tang Hao directly hit the rock like a cannonball, indirectly kicking up thousands of piles of dust.

Lin Che also took two steps back and said calmly: "As expected of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, which can possess such power, I am worthy of being the descendant of the best sect in the world. It's a pity that I am not a piece of trash like Qian Xunji." .”

Pfft!

Tang Haodang, who was embedded in the boulder, even vomited out a mouthful of blood. He crawled out of the mysterious ruins in an extremely embarrassed state and stared at the figure in mid-air with some horror.

Even Qian Xunji, the previous Pope of Wuhun Palace, was no match for this move of his, but now he was easily caught by Lin Che. This was simply unbelievable.

Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and all the thousand-year soul rings on his body exploded.

"Lin Che, you are seeking death!"

As the energy brought about by the explosion of the thousand-year soul ring rose rapidly, Tang Hao flew directly towards Lin Che's location.

"No matter how many soul rings you blow up, it's nothing more than a fly shaking a tree."

Lin Che shook her head slightly. The ninety-fifth-level titled Douluo was still seriously injured and wanted to provoke the ninety-seventh-level titled Douluo. This was destined to be a disaster.

"The fifth soul skill, Blood Blade Storm."

Just as Lin Che's voice fell, the calm tornado behind her climbed up again at a speed visible to the naked eye. With the injection of the ten thousand year soul ring, the wind blades around the tornado directly fought with the Clear Sky Hammer.

Looking at Tang Hao who was struggling, Lin Che raised her right hand again and said calmly: "It's over."

"Seventy-two transformations of Earth Fiend, take the sun, little Yanyang, go!"

As Lin Che's right arm soul bone lit up, a huge sun disappeared out of thin air. Under Lin Che's control, the sun behind him launched a fierce attack on Tang Hao who was attacking the wind blade. attack.

Tang Hao's eyes widened immediately, and the remaining four soul rings on his body exploded again, "Big Sumeru Hammer!!"

The endless vast power once again condensed under the Clear Sky Hammer's true form, and at the same time, veins popped out in his arms, and he launched an unceremonious attack on the sun in front of him.

A snort.

Huge flames shot straight into the sky.

Lin Che raised her eyebrows and looked at the pool of blood flowing down on the ground and Tang Hao who had disappeared, and also admired it.

As expected of Haotian Douluo, he certainly lived up to his reputation, but being attacked by his own little Yanyang, in comparison, he had to shed his skin even if he was not dead.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, you are lucky this time, but next time, you won't have such a good chance."

Lin Che waved her hand, and the wind blade in front of her instantly disappeared without a trace, and she also disappeared out of thin air.

Only the devastated sunset forest was left.

Tang Hao was vomiting blood as he walked. At this time, his whole body had turned into charcoal, and even his clothes had been burned to ashes by the fiery energy.

"Damn it! It turned out to be a skill brought by a hundred thousand year old soul bone..."

Tang Hao could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out. He fell to the ground, and his breathing became rapid.

The fiery energy coming from around his body and the lack of hair all over his body showed how seriously injured he had been.

"Lin Che, one day I will make you pay with blood!"

………………

Return to the other courtyard.

Several strong men in the Killing City had been waiting for a long time, and they were silently relieved when they saw the 'King' returning safely.

"Why, do you think that I am not Tang Hao's opponent?"

Lin Che sat on a chair, picked up a glass of violent Bloody Mary, and took a sip.

The clear eyes also reflected a faint blood red color at this moment.

"King, we are not afraid of Tang Hao, but we are afraid that you will lose your mind..."

Tang Chen, the King of Slaughters back then, had warned Lin Che not to continue killing so unscrupulously. In more than ten years, he had already been responsible for nearly 100,000 lives. This was also the reason why. The King of Slaughter felt deeply amazed.

Because even he himself is not so cruel.

Lin Che exhaled a breath of blood-red turbid air and said calmly: "When will it be your turn to interrupt when I am doing something?"

Several titled Douluo were frightened and immediately knelt on the ground, their eyes full of respect for Lin Che in front of them.

Lin Che drank the Bloody Mary in one gulp, and waved her hands at the same time: "Go down, and look for Tang Hao's location at the same time. He was injured by my soul bone skill. He will definitely not be able to show off to the public like a normal person, remember. If you find out, tell me immediately."

His little flaming sun can destroy everything in the world, incinerate the world, and the temperature is extremely high. Tang Hao using his body to resist is undoubtedly not seeking death, so even if he can return to his original appearance, he will definitely leave deep of scars.

"As ordered!"

Several titled Douluo also left him in the blink of an eye, leaving only the old man in blood-red robes at the head.

"Uncle Fu, do you have anything else to do?"

This person was Lin Che's housekeeper in the Killing City. He basically completed all daily life himself. He was also the oldest person living in the Killing City, already over eighty years old.

The old man in front of him couldn't help but froze, and soon there was a touch of bitterness on his old cheeks. He tremblingly came to Lin Che's side and poured a glass of Bloody Mary for Lin Che himself.

"King, you haven't returned to the Killing City for almost two years. Shouldn't you go back and take a look?"

Fu Bo asked softly.

"I still have a lot of things to do, so naturally I will not return to the Killing City early. Besides, there are Killing Envoys and law enforcement teams in the Killing City, so naturally no one dares to cause trouble there."

Lin Che replied calmly.

Fu Bo also sighed. Although there are killing envoys and law enforcement teams in the killing city in charge of the fallen people in the killing city, it is a bit unreasonable that the killing king never returns.

Moreover, the King of Slaughter cannot leave the City of Slaughter for a long time. If it is not an important matter, the King of Slaughter will never leave this place.

The main reason why Lin Che was able to leave was because he possessed the god-level martial spirit Shura Demon Sword, and had begun to accept the deity of God Shura, so he would no longer be restricted.

"King, you can't stay here forever. If your identity is exposed now, I'm afraid it will bring unnecessary trouble to the Killing City. Moreover, Bibi Dong has recently begun to investigate the Killing City. If you are not from the Killing City, Rules, that woman has already gone in.”

You talk a bit too much. Lin Che turned sideways indifferently and looked at the old man in front of her, with waves of cold light reflected in her scarlet eyes.

Uncle Fu immediately knelt on the ground and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, young master, it's the old slave who talks too much."

"Remember your identity." Lin Che drank the Bloody Mary in the cup and said calmly: "Use your brain when you talk to me. You want me to listen to you. When will you become the Messenger of Killing? Now, let’s talk about it.”

"Yes……"

Uncle Fu nodded immediately, and finally left the place with Lin Che's wave. As he left, a deep chill could not help but appear on Fu Bo's old face.

When Lin Che was in the Slaughter City, she didn't trust anyone, including the old guy now. It was the Slaughter City who placed her by her side, and no one could guarantee whether they were here to monitor her.

In that place full of violence and killing, the only one you can trust is yourself.

What's left is nothing more than a ragtag group of people.

Back in the room, Xiao Wu had already rested, while Lin Che was sitting on a chair, lighting a lamp and reading the knowledge in the book.

In front of him was a book called "Ten Core Competitions in Martial Arts".

It is said to have been created by Master Yu Xiaogang. It is currently regarded as a textbook by the Wuhun Palace and is sealed in the Pope's Palace.

When I turned the first page, I saw a sentence.

There are no useless martial arts spirits, only useless soul masters.

Lin Che also laughed sarcastically. The reason why a strong person can be called a strong person relies not only on luck, but the most important thing is martial spirit.

The quality of the martial spirit will determine the soul master's life. According to the master's theory, the martial spirit is not important. What is important is one's own efforts and acquired improvement.

It's downright ridiculous.

Such disgusting words were actually included in the Pope's Palace by Wuhun Palace. I don't know what the guys in Wuhun Palace thought.