Chapter 252 Slaughter City
The reason why Tang Xiao is not at the front line is not because he wants to escape.
Now Tang Xiao and Tang Hao are teaming up to go to the territory of the Holy Soul Empire, because the Slaughter City is here. Calculating the time, Tang San should be coming out soon.
But Tang Hao, whose strength has dropped greatly, dare not go to the Slaughter City alone. After all, the Slaughter City has been in contact with the Spirit Hall for many years. If he is exposed, with his current strength, he can't deal with the group of mad dogs who want to hunt him.
But now with the 97-level cultivation and the blessing of the Haotian skill, Tang Hao naturally has the confidence.
With the strength of the two, except for the strongest Qiandaoliu, Tang Hao feels that no other strong can stop the two.
And some time ago, Tang Xiao learned that Ah Yu's child was still alive, and he was full of emotion.
Tang Xiao still remembers the heroic and beautiful woman back then. If Ah Yu hadn't chosen Tang Hao in the end, perhaps the Haotian Sect would be very different now.
After returning to the familiar town of Slaughter, Tang Hao went straight into the Slaughter City.
"Brother, please meet me outside."
"Yes."
Tang Xiao watched Tang Hao leave outside the Slaughter City. Even with his current super-strong cultivation, he was very secretive about this place.
After all, according to Tang Hao, once you enter it, all your soul skills will be lost, while the ruler inside can use soul skills. Even with Haotian's unique skills, Tang Xiao doesn't want to play such a disadvantageous game.
And according to Tang Hao, the cultivation of the King of Slaughter inside is definitely not lower than his own, which makes it even more passive. As long as Tang Xiao has no problem with his brain, he will never take risks.
Think about it carefully, such a sinful place can exist for so long under the nose of the Spirit Hall, how can it be a weakling?
Tang Hao, who stepped into the Slaughter City, was calm and accustomed to the smell of blood in the air.
In order to avoid those law enforcement teams from bothering him, he directly released the breath of the God of Slaughter.
At this time, Tang San completed his 99th battle in the Hell Slaughter Field.
Having been through so many battles, his murderous aura is particularly terrifying.
In this Slaughter City, Tang San has killed nearly a thousand people. Now Tang San is already very good at killing people. Every move is simple and capable, pursuing a one-shot kill.
From being dirty in every battle, he has now been trained to kill the enemy quickly and cleanly, like a gentleman in troubled times, although his face is dark and destroys the artistic conception.
However, this is also due to Tang San's skillful use of hidden weapons. He does not give the killing embryos in the Slaughter City any chance at all, which is called dimensionality reduction attack.
Tang Hao, who was hiding in the dark, looked at his son with satisfaction.
Although he no longer placed the hope of the revival of the Haotian Sect on Tang San, Tang San never failed his expectations.
Gradually, Tang Hao also accepted this son, and felt a sense of accomplishment in creating a work of art.
"It seems that I am not late. Xiao San only needs one last battle to leave this place.
Xiao San looks a lot whiter, and he is a bit handsome like me when I was young." Tang Hao said complacently.
However, Tang Hao's eyes soon darkened. Although he did not expect Tang San to be able to reshape the prosperity of the Haotian Sect in the turbulent Douluo Continent, Tang San was now the guarantee of the Haotian Sect's future.
He naturally knew what kind of character the King of Slaughter was.
It seemed that he would do his utmost to block those who wanted to go to the road to hell. If it were not for the rules, he would probably kill himself and other challengers.
Tang Hao never doubted Tang San
's intention to break through. But people's hearts are changeable. After so many years, who knows whether the King of Slaughter will change his mind or use any tricks, so Tang Hao decided to stay here to protect Tang San.
However, he was not in a hurry. Tang Hao went outside to inform Tang Xiao first.
Tang Xiao was also very pleased with Tang San's achievements.
He was indeed the child with excellent qualifications as the former great elder said. He was younger than Tang Hao in breaking through the barriers, but he could break through to this extent. The young are really formidable. Tang San won the 100th match of the Hell Killing Field without any suspense.
Looking at the King of Killing in front of the stage, who was wearing black and red full body armor and a blood-red cloak, Tang San was particularly calm.
The King of Killing walked slowly out of the audience and said loudly,
"I am very happy to witness the birth of another strong man in the Killing Field today.
The victory that has not appeared for decades has been shown in this young man.
With his powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura, he makes you tremble, right? My people."
The voice of the King of Killing seemed to have some kind of bewitching power, making the villains in the audience scream with joy.
"Yes——! Yes——! Yes——!"
At this time, the King of Killing said again.
"Thank you, Thousand-Handed Shura. You made me feel the passion again. Hundred wins, very good.
To commend your achievements, I decided to make an exception and grant you the title of Killing God of Slaughter City.
From now on, you can enter and leave Slaughter City on your own, and become a guest of Slaughter City under me."
Tang San frowned slightly. This was completely different from what he learned from Tang Hao.
After getting 100 wins, you can go to Hell Road and obtain the Killing God domain after passing the level. Why do you just send yourself away with the title of Killing God now?
But Tang San is not a fool. It is easy to figure out the key.
Tang San said bluntly, "No need, great King of Slaughter. The rules of Slaughter City cannot be broken because of me. I am willing to endure the test of Hell Road and then obtain the title of Killing God. And I hope to rely on my own strength to walk out of here and become a real Killing God, not a relative in the eyes of these scum."
The King of Slaughter was silent, and then his face under the mask and helmet was a little hideous.
You are actually afraid of becoming a relative. You know that the Hell Road itself is proof of your relative status. Most people don't know the details after winning a hundred times. And don't think I don't know. Tang Hao, the God of Killing, has already come in.
Do you think I'm blind? You relative!
But the Slaughter City has its own rules. Tang San did not violate them, so the King of Slaughter had to agree.
But in the end, the King of Slaughter still tried to struggle.
"Thousand-handed Shura, people only have one life. I advise you to think clearly before you decide whether to go to the Hell Road, otherwise you will have no chance to regret."
Tang San's mouth was full of sneers.
"I have no regrets in my life."
"Okay--" The King of Slaughter said coldly.
I saw a red ripple rising from the King of Slaughter and rushing towards Tang San.
Tang San was startled, thinking that the King of Slaughter was angry and wanted to attack him.
But then Tang San found that the ripple was not aimed at him, but only forced him back more than ten meters, and then rushed towards the fallen soul master who was watching the show in the distance.
The group of fallen soul masters who were originally excited before, now scratched their bodies like crazy, and blood splashed on the ground as if they didn't care about their lives.