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276 Goodbye Shura

  At this moment, Yang Xiong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The assessment was finally completed, and it was smoother than he had imagined.

  In this month in the city of slaughter, Yang Xiong did not do nothing. Since he caught the blood-red nine-headed bat king with the vast sea of ​​heaven and earth, the blood-red nine-headed

  bat king has been Yang Xiong's own cage. Under the suppression of the vast sea of ​​heaven and earth, the blood-red nine-headed bat king had no power to resist and basically let Yang Xiong slaughter him.

  Such a beast, although it has human thoughts and ambitions, is ultimately just a talking beast.

  Under the threat of Yang Xiong's life, the blood-red nine-headed bat king said everything, so there was nothing to be afraid of this independent Rakshasa divine consciousness.

  As the Rakshasa divine consciousness was killed, the entire altar seemed to change rapidly. The original dark aura disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless blood light.

  Yang Xiong only felt a trance, as if he had left the altar and was in an extremely magnificent hall.

  A huge blood-red figure in the center of the hall was none other than God Shura.

  Yang Xiong hurriedly saluted: "Greetings, Lord Shura."

  A rare expression of appreciation appeared on God Shura's face: "Yang Xiong, your assessment was faster and smoother than I thought. I didn't expect you to have completed two levels of assessment in just a few months. You should know that Tang Chen was also stuck in your second level." "

  And the direct assessment showed your wisdom and courage. When a normal mortal faces a god, even if he has the strength to fight, the terrifying pressure will make him collapse, but you have managed to compete with the god with a mortal body, which is very good."

  Yang Xiong hurriedly said: "Thanks to Lord Shura's arrangement for all this. If it weren't for the Shura Demon Sword, I wouldn't be able to kill the trace of God Rakshasa's divine thought."

  God Shura said: "All this is your opportunity. Tang Chen also had the Shura Demon Sword at the beginning, but unfortunately he hesitated when facing God Rakshasa. His arrogance also harmed himself. I hope you can learn from it."

  "With your strength, you have basically mastered the Shura Demon Sword and even realized the Shura Judgment yourself."

  "What you need now is not to improve your strength, but to make a choice. The Shura Demon Sword will guide you in the next assessment."

  "Remember, your choice will affect the life and death of hundreds of millions of people and the pattern of the entire world. All of this is the responsibility you need to bear and the choice you make as the future law enforcer of the God Realm."

  Then the Shura God nodded slightly at Yang Xiong, and a blood-red light instantly merged into Yang Xiong's mind. Yang Xiong seemed to see a huge god in the distance, holding a blood-red long sword in his hand.

  It seemed that the god was using the blood-red common minimum. Every move seemed to be able to destroy the world, and it seemed to strangle the enemy without any vitality.

  After using multiple sword techniques in succession, when it came to the last ninth sword.

  The god was facing a giant dragon that seemed to be able to destroy the world. This dragon was thousands of feet long and exuded a colorful light. Just one grab could destroy the world.

  But the god held the blood-red long sword in his hand. With just one sword, the sky and the earth changed color, and the dragon was directly split in half by the sword.

  Even though Yang Xiong was well-informed, he was still frightened at this moment. He felt that the god was extremely powerful and could kill him with just one move.

  When Yang Xiong came to his senses again, he seemed to be covered in cold sweat. He felt that the god's sword was full of murderous aura, as if he could be smashed into pieces at any time if he touched it.

  Yang Xiong himself had actually returned to the altar, with the Shura Demon Sword in his hand lying quietly.

  Yang Xiong couldn't help shaking his head, and finally returned to the Killing City. After a little arrangement, he left the Killing City.

  According to what was shown in his mind, it should be the moves mastered by the Shura God himself. Unfortunately, with his current strength, he could only barely comprehend the first move, and the rest was probably still a long way off.

  These moves seemed to be extremely powerful. Yang Xiong felt that after mastering the Shura Demon Sword, he seemed to be born very close to these moves, and he could quickly comprehend the artistic conception of them. Maybe in the future, he could use these moves to make his strength even better.

  The Asura God used a total of seven moves. Although there were not many moves, each one was earth-shattering, showing the power of the gods and the use of the power of Asura.

  ...

  Ever since Tang Chen returned to the Haotian Sect with Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the entire Haotian Sect was filled with joy, especially the five elders. Seeing Tang Chen was like seeing their backbone.

  However, Tang Chen saw that the faces of the five elders looked very ugly.

  "Second Elder, our Haotian Sect has been passed down for countless years. What exactly is the purpose of our Haotian Sect?"     The second elder was like a junior when facing Tang Chen.

  "Old Sect Master, our Haotian Sect is the number one sect in the world, and the Haotian Hammer is the number one weapon in the world. Wuhun will never allow anyone to bully us."

  Tang Chen nodded: "You also know that our Haotian Sect is the number one sect in the world. What about Hao'er's incident back then? Facing the Spirit Hall, even if our strength is not enough, we will not be defeated without a fight, and we will not be forced to retreat. As long as I let my Haotian Sect have some dignity

  , what face do we have?" The second elder said quickly: "Old Sect Master, the situation was too tense back then. If we had not retreated, I am afraid that our sect would have been destroyed long ago. Besides, all this was caused by Tang Hao."

  Tang Chen was instantly furious: "Second Elder, do you know what you are talking about? The Haotian Sect has created its reputation after countless generations of our talents. Haven't they been in danger? Haven't they faced pressure from the Spirit Hall?"

  "But in the past thousands of years, who has ever retreated from the Spirit Hall? If they retreat every time to preserve their own strength, what qualifications do they have to be called the number one sect in the world?"

  "Not only did your withdrawal back then cause the Haotian Sect to lose its reputation as the number one sect in the world, it also broke your backbone. Do you think our Haotian Sect can now recover to its former heyday?"

  Facing Tang Chen, everyone present only felt a mountain of pressure coming from their bodies. Even the Titled Douluo masters seemed to feel a little breathless at this moment.

  The second elder seemed a little trembling at this moment: "Old Sect Master, it was Tang Hao who provoked the Spirit Hall back then. It was Tang Hao who killed the Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji. Otherwise, we would not have fought to the death with the Spirit Hall."

  Tang Chen's face was furious: "You are still an old man in the spirit master world. The ambition of the Spirit Hall is well known. They just want to find an excuse to attack our Haotian Sect."

  "Besides, Hao'er just wanted to protect his wife and children back then. Is this wrong? Should he let his wife and children be killed by the Spirit Hall? Such a person is not qualified to be a member of my Haotian Sect."

  ...

  Under Tang Chen's scolding, the five elders' faces turned pale and they wished they could find a crack in the ground to drill into. You know, they are all Titled Douluo, but they were scolded like quails by Tang Chen.

  After the final confirmation, Tang Hao officially returned to the Haotian Sect, and everyone swore to get back the blood debt from the Spirit Hall.

  After everything was done, Tang Chen, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao came to a secret room in the Haotian Sect.

  At this moment, Tang Chen was no longer as domineering as before, and his face showed a trace of decadence.

  Tang Hao and Tang Xiao hurriedly said, "Grandfather, what's wrong with you?"

  Tang Chen shook his head, "My body can't hold on for too long, and I can't protect the Haotian Sect anymore. Hao'er, how long will it take for my great-grandson Tang San to come back?"

  Tang Hao shook his head, "Grandfather, there is no news about Xiao San yet, but according to what Yang Xiong said, Xiao San should be back to the mainland in the next few months."

  Tang Chen nodded, "I hope Xiao San will come back as soon as possible. I don't have much time left. I have to train Xiao San as soon as possible, otherwise our Haotian Sect will face Qian Daoliu and the inheritor of the Angel God in the future. I'm afraid that it will really be the end of our Haotian Sect."

  Tang Xiao hurriedly said, "Grandfather, don't work too hard. I'll take care of everything outside. You have to take care of your body."

  Tang Chen said helplessly, "After so many years in the City of Slaughter, my foundation has been damaged. I'm afraid my strength cannot be restored to its peak. I must make early plans for the Haotian Sect."

  Tang Xiao seemed to have thought of something: "Grandfather, do you think this Yang Xiong will be able to compete with Qian Daoliu in the future? He may also be able to bring a turning point for our upper three sects."

  Tang Chen said seriously: "Xiao'er, this Yang Xiong is not that simple. Although he is only level 90 now, his martial soul and spirit ring are very exaggerated. If he is given another ten years, he may be able to compete with Qian Daoliu."

  "It's a pity that this person is not from my Haotian Sect after all, and ten years is too long. I'm afraid he can't hold on until the end of the war. According to the current situation, the Wuhun Empire may deal with the two empires like a dead tree and rotten wood. Next, it will be a hard battle, the biggest war in the history of the soul master world."

  "And after fifty years, I should almost go and meet my old friend, otherwise others will really think that my Haotian Sect is a toothless tiger."

  Tang Xiao was very worried when he heard this: "Grandfather, if you go to meet Qian Daoliu in your current state, will Qian Daoliu find out the injury on your grandfather's body, and will he take action against our Haotian Sect in advance?"

  Tang Chen snorted coldly: "I still know something about Qian Daoliu. He has been too pedantic all his life, otherwise he would not have been defeated by me in one move that year." "

  Qian Daoliu claims to be a servant of the Angel God and has imitated the Angel God all his life. Unfortunately, he has learned it in a weird way and pays too much attention to face. Otherwise, he would not be the bottom among our three extreme Douluo."