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Chapter 41 Renxue's Revenge, 6 Soul Bones [Please Read On]

Chapter 41 Qian Renxue's Revenge, Six Soul Bones [Please Read Further]

Qian Daoliu stared at the constantly flashing Dai Yunxuan. Looking at Dai Yunxuan's extraordinary talent, he sighed in his heart: If Dai Yunxuan were to take that step, would it be another disaster for the Spirit Hall?

Qian Daoliu is the adjudication elder of the Spirit Hall, and also the executioner of the Spirit Hall.

As time went on, Tang Hao's situation became increasingly dire.

"Click——"

Dai Yunxuan grabbed Tang Hao by the throat with one hand.

At this moment, Tang Hao's aura was weak, and he no longer possessed the demeanor expected of a Title Douluo; he was utterly disheveled.

"Is it over...?" Everyone stared at the scene before them.

A dignified Title Douluo, with the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, was actually captured by Dai Yunxuan with one hand, his throat held in the throat.

"What terrifying strength!" Qian Renxue thought bitterly: I didn't realize that there was such a big gap between me and him!
Qian Renxue felt a mix of emotions, and a sense of loneliness rose within her.

From the moment she awakened her martial spirit, she never regarded other geniuses as rivals.

Of course, she has the ability to do so.

With innate soul power at level 20, he is one of a kind in the world.

And now.

But someone else has already overtaken her and left her far behind.

Qian Renxue was somewhat unable to accept it for a moment, but she was not discouraged. Her eyes burned with a fierce flame and determination.

……

"I am very pleased today."

"With beauties and fine wine, and now a titled Douluo like you, come and stretch your muscles with me afterwards."

"You know, it's really not easy to find an opponent like you."

Dai Yixuan's words sounded like the whisper of a demon.

The seven attendants listened intently, their gazes all fixed on Qian Renxue.

They keenly noticed the word "beauty".

Qian Renxue blushed and glared at Dai Yunxuan.

Tang Hao was barely conscious and couldn't even hear what Dai Yuxuan was saying.

His limbs hung limply, and even his martial spirit could not be maintained. His injuries were too severe, and he was extremely weak.

Tang Hao was suffering from both old and new injuries.

Many years ago, when he had just been promoted to Title Douluo, the great battle with Qian Xunji and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo caused him to accumulate extremely serious injuries in his body, which could not be completely cured and continued to affect him.

Now, the backlash has fully manifested, placing a tremendous burden on his body.

This is why he turned and ran the moment he saw the seven Title Douluos arrive.

It's one thing to pretend in front of others in normal times, but to really put on an act will really get you killed.

Unfortunately.

Tang Hao misjudged Dai Yunxuan's strength and also his vengeful nature.

"Uh--"

Tang Hao's eyes were white, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices, making him look extremely terrifying.

Dai Yunxuan remained calm and indifferent as he stared at Tang Hao, gradually increasing the pressure on his hand.

"Kakaka-"

A series of cracking sounds rang out.

Tang Hao's neck looked as if Dai Yunxuan would snap it in half at any moment.

"Dai Yunxuan, he killed my father, I must avenge him!"

"please!"

A pleading look appeared in Qian Renxue's beautiful, captivating eyes.

Dai Yunxuan glanced at Qian Renxue and said, "One hundred jars of that kind of wine."

Qian Renxue was overjoyed and laughed, "Don't even mention a hundred jars, I'd give you a thousand or even ten thousand jars!"

next moment.

Qian Renxue's expression suddenly turned cold, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and a golden light flashed in her hand as a delicate yet incomparably luxurious white-gold longsword appeared, wreathed in flames.

With a flap of her three pairs of snow-white wings, Qian Renxue swiftly flew towards Tang Hao and thrust her sword towards his heart.

"Pfft—" The tip of the Angel's Sword pierced Tang Hao's heart in an instant.

The angel's sword was only partially revealed before it came to an abrupt halt.

"Uh……"

The pain brought Tang Hao back to consciousness somewhat, but he was completely powerless to resist and could only watch his life force ebb away.

He was just a titled Douluo, and with his heart pierced, there was no way to save him.

If it were a deity, having one's heart pierced wouldn't be a big deal; there would be a chance to recover.

However, with his heart pierced, Tang Hao was certain to die.

"I never imagined that I, Tang Hao, would die at the hands of his daughter..."

"Is this my retribution...?"

Tang Hao turned his head slightly and used the last bit of strength to look at Qian Renxue.

The six-winged angel martial soul, passed down through a single line of the Qian family, bears a resemblance to Qian Xunji in his memory. What surprises him even more is that he feels Qian Renxue also bears a resemblance to Bibi Dong.

"Unexpectedly, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, would actually target his own disciple!"

"Hahaha!"

Tang Hao's mocking laughter echoed.

After a breath, Tang Hao's voice stopped abruptly, and he had exhausted his last bit of strength.

Qian Renxue listened to Tang Hao's last words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and with a puzzled look, she withdrew the Angel Sword.

Seeing this, Dai Yunxuan began to collect his spoils of war, namely the soul bone from Tang Hao.

He forcefully removed six soul bones of different colors and with different energy fluctuations from six different parts of Tang Hao's body. Two of these soul bones were even over 70,000 years old, making them extremely rare soul bones.

"The body is yours."

Dai Yunxuan threw Tang Hao's mangled corpse toward Qian Daoliu.

In an instant, the corpse traversed space and arrived in front of Qian Daoliu and the others.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand, his soul power enveloping Tang Hao's corpse, preventing the corpse from falling directly on him to avoid soiling his clothes.

'interesting. '

'They killed Tang Hao and then gave me his body.'

'They're trying to drag me down with them.'

Qian Daoliu curled his lips slightly and nonchalantly tossed the corpse to the few Title Douluos who arrived late behind him.

Chrysanthemum, Demon Douluo!

Spirit Kite Douluo!

Ghost Leopard Douluo!

Demon Bear Douluo!

When Ghost Douluo Ghost Phantom saw Qian Daoliu throw a corpse at him, he was stunned at first, but when he saw Tang Hao's face clearly, he was suddenly shocked and hurriedly caught Tang Hao's corpse.

"This...this..." The ghost stammered, unable to react for a moment.

Back then, Tang Hao, having just entered the Title Douluo realm, not only severely injured Qian Xunji, who was at level 95, but also shattered his martial soul.

If the Spirit Hall hadn't spent a lot of resources to hire someone to heal him, he might have been crippled.

Therefore, he both hated and feared Tang Hao.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's expression also changed: "There's no mistake, it's Tang Hao!"

"He's dead!"

For a moment, all five titled Douluo looked ahead.

Lingyuan Douluo: Lin Yuan stared at Dai Yunxuan standing next to Qian Renxue, slightly taken aback: "It's him..."

Lin Yuan's reaction surprised the others.

However, now was clearly not the time for questioning, so they moved closer to Qian Daoliu.

"Great Elder, what should we do with Tang Hao's body? Should we put it in the Douluo Palace?" Ghost asked cautiously.

The Douluo Hall is a place specifically for storing the corpses of Title Douluos. It contains the shrines of Title Douluos and is also a place for many to meditate and cultivate.

Qian Daoliu countered, "Do you think it's appropriate to put him in the Douluo Hall?"

(End of this chapter)

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