Douluo: Tang Hao kills me, the son pays for the father's debt

Chapter 230: Light of the Sea God, Tang Chen Awakens

Seeing Tang Hao seriously injured, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot. Just as he was about to go to rescue him, he was stopped by Shura Sword. The King of Slaughter looked at Tang San with contempt.

"King Shura, it's your turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Slaughter flashed in front of Tang San, then chopped him down with a heavy sword. The strength of a demigod is no joke. Both his speed and strength are far beyond Tang San's reach.

Although he managed to use the Clear Sky Hammer to block the attack of the King of Slaughter, Tang San was still knocked hundreds of meters away. If he had not activated his martial spirit long ago, this attack would have been enough to take his life.

Tang San was horrified, his hands were shaking constantly, his spirit power was as high as level ninety-six and a half, he was confident that his strength was not weaker than that of Extreme Douluo, but also because of this, he truly felt the power of the King of Slaughter.

Seeing that the King of Slaughter continued to kill him, Tang San did not dare to hide anymore. He immediately activated his spirit body and the God of Killing domain to meet him.

The King of Slaughter sneered after seeing this. Tang San did not understand the truth that even Tang Hao knew. The so-called Killing God Domain was nothing but a joke to him.

Sure enough, after the King of Slaughter opened his own domain, Tang San was suppressed everywhere. Even if he displayed the Nine Absolutes of Clear Sky to the fullest, he still could not change this cruel fact.

Without spirit rings and spirit skills, the King of Slaughter easily disintegrated all of Tang San's methods with just his combat skills and perfect use of strength.

After pulling away, the King of Slaughter did not continue to pursue. Tang San's strength was indeed good, but in his opinion, it was nothing. Victory was in his grasp, so he was not that anxious.

With his hard work destroyed, the King of Slaughter didn't want to end the game so early. Tang San wanted to kill him, but he would never let him die easily. He would be filled with resentment if he didn't torture him well. He was just playing around just now.

"Use whatever means you have left. Otherwise, you will have no chance."

Barely stabilizing his body, Tang San's face was so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it. Although his tone was arrogant, he had to admit that the King of Slaughter did have this strength.

As the Seagod's mark appeared between his eyebrows, the Seagod's Trident appeared in his hand. This was the only trump card Tang San could play at the moment.

At this stage, Tang San also found that his spirit skills were no longer of much use. The Seagod Trident weighed 180,000 kilograms, and he could not match him in terms of skills, so he placed his hope on strength.

Of course, there are also the first three of the magical skills, the Thirteen Golden Styles. He did not use them when facing Mo Bai because time was tight. Otherwise, he felt that he might be able to fight.

Seeing Tang San take out the divine weapon, the King of Slaughter's face darkened. Another divine examiner?
Mo Bai didn't mind, he was accepting the assessment from his master. Even if he shit on his head, he could only endure it without the will of the Shura God or if he failed the assessment.

He didn't expect that this kid Tang San was also related to gods. He felt that he was very unlucky recently.

It is very troublesome to be tested by the gods. If you kill someone without reason, the gods will find trouble with you. If you are right and have the support of your master, it will be fine. Otherwise, you will probably be exiled on the spot, and even your master may not protect you.

Now you say this matter makes sense, it seems to be somewhat reasonable. After all, Tang San destroyed his own Killing City. It is not impossible to kill Tang San with this. It’s just that he just slaughtered the Haotian Sect, so it’s hard to define.

In this situation, the only thing they can do is rely on their backstage. The King of Slaughter doesn't dare to gamble on Tang San's position in the hearts of the gods. He would be unwilling to let him go, and it would also leave hidden dangers for himself. In short, it would be troublesome.

Seeing that the King of Slaughter did not make any move, Tang San decided to take the initiative to attack. The Thirteen Golden Halberds and the Sea God Trident began to show their power, and for a time, the King of Slaughter was beaten back step by step.

The King of Slaughter was very angry. Under Tang San's continuous attack, he decided to give the opponent a good beating. Although he couldn't kill him, he could still teach him a lesson.

Just when Tang San thought he had the upper hand, the situation suddenly changed, and the suppressed King of Slaughter suddenly became fierce, and immediately beat him without any chance to fight back. The artifact was indeed powerful, and the magic skills were not weak, but it also depended on who was using it, and the quality of the Shura Sword in the hands of the King of Slaughter was not much inferior.

Relying on his extremely sophisticated experience, just as Tang San was about to make his move, the King of Slaughter had already guessed his next plan. Before the attack could be launched, it was cleverly interrupted by the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter was in a killing spree and Tang San had no chance to resist. After a lot of random hacking, the Shura Sword accidentally hit the Heart of the Sea God.

The Heart of Poseidon was at the core of Poseidon's Trident. Perhaps it felt offended, and suddenly a blue light appeared, and the body of the King of Killing was flung dozens of meters away.

The functions of divine light are similar. Removing abnormal status is the basic operation. Of course, it depends on who the subject is. The King of Killing will definitely suffer this loss.

With the help of the divine light, Tang Chen was finally awakened, his consciousness gradually returned, and the dominance of his body began to shift rapidly. Knowing that the situation was hopeless, the King of Slaughter decisively gave up and chose to quickly leave his body.

As a burst of blood-red mist rushed out of the King of Slaughter's body, the King of Slaughter's appearance also changed drastically. The scarlet armor and bat wings disappeared, and he turned into a middle-aged man in a gray robe.

"Who am I? Where is this? It looks familiar."

At this time, Tang Hao finally crawled out with his seriously injured body, and then rushed to another ruin. It turned out that Tang San was also knocked down here at the last moment.

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up with the help of Tang Hao. Both father and son looked at the middle-aged man in the distance.

The middle-aged man was not in a good condition, as if he had suffered some kind of blow. He laughed wildly and cried at times. The two did not dare to move, and just watched quietly from a distance.

Suddenly, Tang Hao thought of something, and his pupils shrank immediately, as if he had seen a ghost. Then he knelt down suddenly and kowtowed to the middle-aged man.

Tang San was very confused and was about to reach out to help, but was pulled down by Tang Hao and then burst into tears.

"Unfilial grandson Tang Hao, pays respect to grandfather."

Only then did Tang San know the identity of the middle-aged man. He was actually his great-grandfather. Although it was unbelievable, he still kowtowed like Tang Hao, but he remained alert in secret. After all, Tang Chen looked a little unconscious.

"Unfilial great-grandson Tang San, paying respects to great-grandfather."

Hearing the call, Tang Chen finally regained consciousness. Looking at the two people kneeling in the distance, his deep eyes were full of complexity.

He recalled everything he had done during the decades under the control of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, including the Haotian Sect. He never expected that the sect he founded would be destroyed in his hands. That was one thing, but the key was his granddaughter Tang Yuehua. When he thought of this, Tang Chen was so ashamed that he had no face to live in this world.

Although none of this was his own will, who else could he blame but himself? Although he was forced to do this, he was the one who was responsible. Should he blame the Asura God? The Asura God had only issued the divine test mission, and he could only blame himself for not passing the test.

After a long while, Tang Chen finally spoke slowly, his tone full of vicissitudes.

"Tang Chen is dead. You have recognized the wrong person."

(End of this chapter)