Chapter 132 Tang Chen Old Dog Wakes Up

The city of killing.

Several elders who possessed the secret techniques of the Haotian Sect successfully won a hundred consecutive victories with the power of the Haotian Hammer.

Then, Tang Chen, who was possessed by a nine-headed bat, appeared in front of them.

“It’s really similar, very similar!”

The Great Elder stared at the King of Slaughter, his tone full of melancholy.

“This king asks you one thing, are you willing to join the Slaughter City and become a member of the Slaughter City.”

The King of Slaughter did not pay attention to the words of the Great Elder, but asked directly.

“As long as you promise me one thing, you can join the City of Slaughter!”

The great elder said calmly.

“whats the matter?”

The King of Slaughter asked.

“Return our Haotian Sect’s old leader Tang Chen!”

The great elder spoke.

“What, Tang Chen——”

The King of Slaughter was extremely shocked.

At the same time, the Great Elder’s Clear Sky Hammer had already struck over.

The blood wings behind the King of Killing spread out, and his hands turned into sharp claws to block the Great Elder’s Clear Sky Hammer.

The Great Elder said to the King of Slaughter with bloodshot eyes: “Grandfather, I am your nephew. I know you are still in this body. Wake up soon.”

“Humph, I don’t know what you are talking about. I am the King of Killing, not Tang Chen!”

The King of Slaughter said in a stern voice, and then he slapped the Great Elder’s Clear Sky Hammer away with one claw and grabbed the Great Elder with the other claw.

Upon seeing this, the Great Elder took back the Clear Sky Hammer, expanded it to a diameter of several dozen meters, and smashed it towards the King of Slaughter.

The fierce power shocked even the King of Slaughter.

He did not resist forcefully, but retracted his claws and flapped the blood wings behind him to form a wing that avoided the Clear Sky Hammer.

The Great Elder’s Clear Sky Hammer, which was tens of meters in diameter, smashed heavily on the throne of the King of Slaughter, turning everything into ruins.

“Damn it, Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, give my grandpa back to me!”

The Great Elder took back the Clear Sky Hammer and used the Lingtian attack again.

The King of Slaughter flapped his blood-red wings behind him, and his body turned into a blood-red arc of light, bypassing the Great Elder and going behind him.

The Great Elder’s attack missed and he turned around and hit the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter went from responding hastily in the beginning to responding calmly now, avoiding the fierce attacks of the Great Elder time and time again.

The Great Elder was like a powerful chimpanzee in the primitive jungle, waving a wooden stick he had picked up.

No matter how strong a person’s power is, it will be exhausted one day, and this is the case with the Great Elder.

The continuous empty space made the elder exhausted.

“Your performance is over, now it’s my turn.”

The King of Slaughter saw through the Great Elder’s strengths and weaknesses, and with a flash of his bat wings, he appeared behind the Great Elder.

One claw stabbed the elder’s neck—

The Great Elder wanted to defend himself, but found that his movements were slow due to his previous exhaustion, and it was too late.

Suddenly, the King of Slaughter’s claws condensed in mid-air, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

“Damn it. Why do you have to wake up at this time?”

Tang Chen’s consciousness awakened at this moment. He discovered that the King of Slaughter wanted to kill the direct descendant of Haotian Sect, and immediately tried to stop the King of Slaughter at all costs.

“Quick, Xiaoliu’er, attack me.”

The King of Slaughter shouted at the Great Elder.

“Uncle, is that you?”

“Attack me, quickly, there is not enough time.”

Hearing Tang Chen’s words, the elder hesitated for a moment. Clear Sky Hammer, Chaos Cloak!
With a hammer smashing over, the King of Slaughter was immediately knocked hundreds of meters away by the Clear Sky Hammer and crashed into the wall of the City of Slaughter.

The Great Elder swung the Clear Sky Hammer and rushed to the front of the King of Slaughter in the ruins.

Before his eyes, the blood-red wings of the King of Slaughter had disappeared, and a face familiar to the Great Elder appeared on his face.

“Uncle, it’s really you. It’s really you.”

The Great Elder said excitedly: “So you are here.”

“Little Six.”

Tang Chen opened his eyes and touched the elder, saying, “I didn’t expect you to have grown to this point. I am very pleased.”

“Uncle, come back to Haotian Sect with me.”

The great elder said.

“How is the Haotian Sect doing now?”

Tang Chen asked.

However, before the Great Elder could give an answer, Tang Chen’s face changed drastically. He pushed the Great Elder away and said, “No, no, hurry up. The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King is trying to break free from the control of his body. I am running out of time. Hurry up and leave.”

“No, uncle—”

The Great Elder saw Tang Chen’s face change again.

The blood-red wings spread out from the back, the huge horns were revealed, the skin became rotten, and step by step it was moving towards the direction of the King of Killing.

At this time, a Shura sword emerged from the blood pool and hovered in front of the Great Elder and the King of Slaughter.

The Shura Sword released a ray of blood!
The blood had no effect on the Great Elder, but it had a huge impact on the King of Killing.

The King of Killing was driven out of Tang Chen’s body in the blood light and turned into a blood-red nine-headed bat king.

“No – Shura God, you can’t do this -“

The body of the blood-red nine-headed bat gradually collapsed under the bloody light of the Shura Demon Sword, and could only let out a desperate cry.

“Uncle, I finally see you again!”

Looking at Tang Chen’s broad back and his domineering figure, the Great Elder’s admiration was overflowing.

Seeing Xiao Liu, Tang Chen patted Tang Hao on the shoulder and laughed, “Hahahahahaha, the slug from back then has grown so big now.”

“How is the Haotian Sect doing now during the years I’ve been away?”

Tang Chen asked.

Hearing Tang Chen’s question, the elder’s eyes narrowed, and he immediately said in a crying voice: “Uncle, you have to make the decision for our Haotian Sect.”

“What, what happened?”

Seeing Xiaoliu, a grown man, crying, Tang Chen suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The Great Elder did not say much, and directly told the story of how the Spirit Hall bullied the Haotian Sect.

Since Tang Chen disappeared, the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect lived in peace until Tang Hao fell in love with a hundred thousand year old soul beast, which started the hostile behavior between the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect.

Then when he heard that Tang Hao had seriously injured Qianxunji and killed a Titled Douluo, Tang Chen just laughed.

“Hahahaha, good, good, good, good, you are worthy of being the descendant of Tang Chen. This is how we have to deal with the Spirit Hall.”

The elder swallowed his saliva and continued, “But, uncle, Tang Hao and Ah Yin were both made into elixirs by Qian Yuhan of the Spirit Hall!”

“and”

“And what?”

Tang Chen asked.

“Moreover, their son Tang San directly ate the pill!”

The Great Elder clenched his fists, his heart filled with hatred.

“Spirit Hall?! Tang San?! You bastards, I will make sure you die without a complete corpse!”

“Xiao Liu, let’s go back to Haotian Sect. Once I have healed my injuries, I will take you to the Spirit Hall to collect your debts!”

Tang Chen said angrily.

(End of this chapter)