Douluo's first cut

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That huge and incomparable Clear Sky Hammer stood up in the void, releasing an overbearing coercion, like the only one in this world!

"Vast Sky Hammer!!"

Tang San's eyes widened, staring at the Clear Sky Hammer that was countless times larger than his father, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Who is this guy...why owns Clear Sky? hammer?!"

The Clear Sky Hammer is a symbol of the Clear Sky School, and it is known as the world's number one martial soul. Only the direct disciples of the Clear Sky School can possess it. It is impossible for people outside to have the Clear Sky hammer.

But now, the King of Slaughter has released the Clear Sky Hammer, and it is bigger than his old man's hammer. What is going on?

Tang San was confused, not knowing the sudden situation in front of him.

Fang Xuan suddenly said, "It's very simple, because that's your father!"

"???"

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave Fang Xuan a fierce look, thinking that this guy was scolding him again.

Fang Xuan added: "Yes... Grandpa!"

Tang San: "#*!"

The real identity of the King of Slaughter was Tang San's great grandfather, Tang Chen, and Fang Xuan was the only one who knew about this. He kindly told Tang San the truth, but this guy thought Fang Xuan was scolding him.

In this world, it's hard to be a good person~

With the passage of time, the appearance of the King of Slaughter has undergone earth-shaking changes. The red eyes, which have been covered by blood and hatred, gradually regained their clarity and turned into a deep black. The long hair of the monster, blood, has disappeared. With Wufapi scattered behind him, even his face has changed to a certain extent!

Once the King of Slaughter, his face was evil and hideous, but now the black-haired man has a very handsome face, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and majestic features, and he is full of righteous spirit!

Not only that, that huge Clear Sky Hammer was rapidly changing, and in an instant, it turned into a three-meter-long bloody magic sword!

The Slaughter King's black hair was scattered, his eyes were deep, his right hand suddenly held the magic sword, and at the moment he was holding the magic sword, a terrifying soul power spread out like a volcanic eruption, sweeping across the Liuhe and the Eight Wastes!

Within a kilometer of a kilometer, all the palaces and huge stones were turned into ashes, and even Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena were directly overturned by this terrifying spirit power.

This kind of spirit power fluctuation is really terrifying, completely above Title Douluo, this is the power that only gods can have!

"Hahahaha..."

The King of Slaughter shed two lines of blood and tears, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was full of endless sadness.

"Am I winning? Or losing? Everything has no meaning to me. For decades, I have fallen into such a sin. Shura, what a Shura, I still failed to pass you after all. Test, this is not wrong or right, but time and luck!"

The bloody magic sword was burning like a fire of anger that never extinguished. In the sea of ​​blood and corpses, the black-haired man was in a state of madness, crying bitterly for a while, laughing for a while, making people incomprehensible.

After a long time, the black-haired man gradually recovered from his immense grief and joy, becoming calm and calm. Those bright eyes scanned Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena, and said, "I want to thank you. If it weren't for the three of you, I don't know how long I will be trapped in this demon body..."

"Thank us? The King of Slaughter is actually thanking people. You are not the King of Slaughter. Who are you?" Tang San frowned and glanced at the mysterious man in front of him suspiciously. The huge Clear Sky Hammer appeared just now. It made him confused, and he was very curious about the true identity of the once King of Slaughter.

"What the hell is going on?!" Hu Liena was also puzzled, her beautiful eyes staring at the transformed Slaughter King intently.

Among the three, Fang Xuan was the only one who was silent, without saying a word. He lay his hands on his pillow, whistling bored, waiting for Tang San's father's grandfather to introduce himself.

"Who am I? Hahahaha, too long, too long, so long that I almost can't remember who I am!"

The black-haired man was full of sorrow and laughed up to the sky. Two lines of blood and tears shed again. He took a hard breath, with mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "Back then, for a promise, I traveled across thousands of rivers and mountains, looking for a way to become a god. But how difficult it is to become a god, is it easy to bridge the insurmountable gap between mortals and gods?

If you want to become a god, only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help the top powerhouse to become a god, but thousands of years are too long, even a Titled Douluo may not be able to live that long!

Therefore, I chose another path, looking for a position to inherit!"

After a pause, the black-haired man had memories in his eyes, sighed, and continued to tell his experience, but Tang San and Hu Liena were all attracted by the man's legendary experience, and they all listened with gusto.

"However, it is not easy to find the place of inheritance left by the gods. Even if I was invincible at the time, it was difficult to find the remains of the gods. Until I came to the killing city, I finally felt the breath of the gods. , That is... God Shura!"

"In this world, there are actually two evil gods, one is the Shura god who is in charge of killing, and the other is the Raksha god who is in charge of evil thoughts. And this city of killing is the legacy of the two of them when they transcended the world. I was very happy about the remains of the gods. I quickly gained the approval of the god of Asura and began to test the god of Asura. Because at that time I was invincible in the world, so the first few tests of god passed easily, but afterwards, I Gradually lost, the heart was polluted by evil thoughts, and finally was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and he became the king of killings that you firmly believe. People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts!

"Until now I wake up, I understand that the original Asura test was mixed with the breath of Raksha. It was not a pure Asura test. It should be a trap left behind when Raksha was detached. Not long ago, this boy used that The divine weapon destroyed the blood-red nine-headed bat king parasitic on my body. Only then did I break free from the predicament, passed the eighth test of the God of Asura, and obtained the approval of the Sacred Sword of Asura!"

At this point, the black-haired man had mixed feelings, showing a bitter smile, and sighed: "Unfortunately, it's too late..."

"Senior, who are you?!" Tang San couldn't help asking.

"My name... Tang Chen, the third generation Haotian Sect Master!" the black-haired man said calmly.

"Tang... Tang Chen? The Sect Master of the Haotian School, then you are mine..."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were red, tears filled his eyes, and he walked to Tang Chen excitedly. He was about to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, but he was kicked by Fang Xuan.

At this time, Fang Xuan strode forward to Tang Chen, with a pure smile on his face, and said respectfully:

"Senior, hello, I am a direct disciple of the Haotian School, Tang Er!"