Title Douluo, you broke off the engagement, why are you crying when I chose the cat?

Chapter 87 Tang Chen kills Tang Hao, Ye Xuan kills Tang San with one finger

PS: Two in one, 4,000 words chapter
This is not a city of killing at all, but a real city of hell!
Tang Hao looked at everything in front of him with horror.

Who on earth could have turned the City of Slaughter into the hell on earth it is today?

At this moment, the Killing Messenger was trembling, looking at Tang San with extremely complicated and uneasy eyes.

"Tell me again, who is your enemy?"

"Or what are his characteristics?"

Tang San was already frightened to death at this point.

Although he was a Tang Clan assassin in his previous life, most of the jobs he took were to assassinate someone of status, and the number of people he killed at one time did not exceed two fingers.

I have never seen such a horrific burial ground with more than ten thousand casualties.

There was horror in Tang San's eyes.

So much so that when faced with the questions from the Killing Messenger, Tang San was like a fool and couldn't give an answer.

It took him a while to react.

"That Ye Xuan is extremely terrifying. So far, I have only seen him attack twice. One time, a blood-red eye of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, as if it could destroy everything."

"Another time, all kinds of mysterious visions appeared behind him, including real dragons, real phoenixes and other mythical beasts, but he didn't seem to use his real strength. He even used only his fingers to poke the Titled Douluo hundreds of meters underground."

The Killing Messenger's heart finally died.

Now she is certain and certain that Tang San’s enemy is that adult, the ruthless man who slaughtered the entire Slaughter City, the real killing machine, the Supreme God whose name even this extremely evil city dare not mention!
The Killing Messenger looked at Tang San and Tang Hao with an expression as if he had seen something terrible.

I'm afraid I can't avoid it.

She now had to report the matter to the King of Slaughter as soon as possible. These two humans must not be allowed to stay in the City of Slaughter.

Otherwise, if it happened to cause that adult's disgust, or if that adult came to the City of Slaughter again, it would be a disaster for the City of Slaughter.

Tang San's face turned ugly at this moment. He peed his pants in front of Tang Hao and the Killing Messenger. He lost all his face in two lifetimes.

The Killing Messenger's eyes flickered, and she said softly:

"Your Excellency the God of Killing and this newcomer, you are both honored guests of the City of Slaughter."

"Please forgive my poor hospitality. Lord God of Death, please protect this newcomer. I have something urgent to attend to and must leave for a while."

The Messenger of Slaughter took two steps back calmly. She was going to find a reason to leave and immediately tell the King of Slaughter.

In order for the City of Slaughter to survive, the only way was to chop off the heads of the two enemies of that adult and hang them on the facade of the City of Slaughter.

This is the only way to prevent the other party from venting their anger on the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao keenly sensed that something was wrong.

He shouted sternly, "Wait! The City of Slaughter clearly stipulates that newcomers have a 12-hour protection period. You are just a Slaughter Messenger. What is there that you are so anxious to do?"

The woman in the black gauze skirt stammered, "Sir, this is the secret of our Slaughter City. I'm afraid I can't tell you."

"But please believe me, I am really in a hurry."

Tang Hao was seriously injured at the moment and was in urgent need of medical treatment. In fact, he should not have argued with the Messenger of Slaughter.

However, the horrific sight of blood dyeing the ground red and corpse oil making the bones float could only make Tang Hao feel relieved.

There was a hint of threat in Tang Hao's voice.

"You can leave if you want, but before that you must tell me what happened in the City of Slaughter and why it has become such a tragic state now."

The killing messenger was even more difficult.

She sensed murderous intent from Tang Hao. At this moment, Tang San and his son were like frightened birds. The slightest disturbance could make both of them nervous.

Especially Tang Hao, who was seriously injured, could not afford to be careless at all.

"The reason why Slaughter City became like this is because the rules changed for a while. Everyone suddenly became bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. The Slaughter City, which had been maintaining stability in the chaos, suddenly became a riot."

"Everyone was killing each other. Even when there were only a few people left, they still had no intention of stopping. In the end, it was the Lord of Slaughter who intervened to stop this farce."

The Killing Messenger spoke so convincingly, as if it were really true.

But in fact, all of this was made up by her. Her only goal now was to deceive Tang Hao and his son, and then quickly go to inform the King of Slaughter that Tang Hao and his son must be eliminated as soon as possible, lest that adult would vent his anger on the City of Slaughter.

"Sure?"

"Bao Zhen! You know me. As a messenger of killing, I will never lie."

Tang Hao believed it.

Because according to his previous understanding, the Killing Messenger was indeed just carrying out a guiding mission and would not harm people through lies.

After hesitating for a long time, Tang Hao finally sighed softly.

"If you really have something to do, then go."

In the end, Tang Hao still didn't dare to kill the Killing Messenger. The first reason was not sufficient. The second was that killing the Killing Messenger was equivalent to challenging the rules of the Killing City. Violating the rules meant becoming an enemy of the entire Killing City.

The woman in the black gauze dress gave an apologetic smile, then lifted her skirt and walked away gracefully.

After she left, Tang Hao suddenly knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San quickly supported Tang Hao.

Tang Hao looked extremely weak. He trembled as he spoke to Tang San:
"Now hurry up and find a doctor to treat me. I don't know what happened in this killing city, but I always feel that there is hidden danger."

"It's really different from when I came here. It's better to be cautious."

Tang San nodded quickly, and helped Tang Hao to find a doctor.

And at this time.

The woman in the black gauze dress, who was the messenger of killing just now, was running in panic as she walked through the long dark corridor, passed by a lake made of blood, and finally came to the gloomy and tall throne.

"Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to come here and disturb me without my permission?"

On the throne.

A man with a very broad frame, but very skinny, made a gloomy and hoarse voice.

Like the roar of a bat.

"Give me a reason, otherwise, your blood will be my dinner today."

The Slaughterbringer knelt on the ground.

In a trembling voice, he said, "Respected King, today I heard news about that adult again. There are two people coming from outside. One is the God of Killing who once walked out of the City of Slaughter, and the other is a pure newcomer. They are a father and son."

"They said that the adult was their enemy and they would never give up and would fight to the death with the adult."

The voice on the Killing Throne suddenly became uncertain.

"That lord? You are not talking about..."

The Killing Messenger knelt on the ground and said in an extremely bitter tone:

"It's the man who made the City of Slaughter what it is now, the true God of Slaughter."

On the tall throne.

The skinny figure stood up quickly, but accidentally turned his left foot to his right and stumbled.

But at this moment, the King of Killing had no time to care about these things.

He roared: "Why let these two evils into the City of Slaughter?!"

"Do you think that we, the Slaughter City, survived last time because of that lord's kindness, and you feel unwilling to accept this, so you want to kill us?"

The King of Slaughter rushed down from the throne and began to absorb the energy from the small artificial lake formed by the blood. Soon, the King of Slaughter, who had been shriveled up like a mummy with his skin stuck to his bones, became fleshy again.

Tang Chen's voice was cold.

"Immediately take the two people I'm looking for, and make a quick decision. We must not let them leave the Slaughter City alive."

"After killing the two men, preserve their heads using a special method and then hang them above the entrance to the City of Slaughter. I think that lord will understand our sincerity."

"Yes, esteemed lord!"

……

at this time.

After finding a doctor from the City of Slaughter, Tang San tortured him severely with poison, forcing the doctor to do his best to save Tang Hao.

Tang Hao, who was seriously injured and resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He suddenly looked towards the door.

He saw a tall man wearing a red cloak, with his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, standing at the door and grinning at him strangely.

Tang Hao forced himself to sit up from the bed.

He is now at his wit's end.

"King of Slaughter, didn't I remember you hiding in your underground palace and never coming out? How could you go to so much trouble to come to my door?"

Tang Hao looked at the woman in the black gauze skirt standing next to the King of Slaughter.

"I noticed something was wrong with you."

"I should have killed you completely earlier."

The King of Slaughter's voice was very gloomy. "The previous God of Slaughter, logically speaking, I really shouldn't have troubled you, but if you want to blame someone, just blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have offended."

Tang Hao suddenly recalled the horrifying scenes he had seen along the way, the extremely strong smell of blood, and the extremely foul-smelling corpse oil.

Combined with what the King of Slaughter said, if anyone is to blame, it's the father and son who offended someone they shouldn't have offended.

Tang Hao suddenly thought of a horrifying guess.

"Could it be that the changes in the City of Slaughter are all related to Ye Xuan?"

Tang Hao keenly observed that after he said this, a deep fear flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

All this is actually related to Ye Xuan!
Tang Hao suddenly laughed at himself.

"I'm so stupid. Before today, I thought Ye Xuan was a strong man at the same level as Qian Daoliu. The limit I could think of was probably only the level of a 99th-level Extreme Douluo who could destroy the world."

"But Ye Xuan is a supreme being who has surpassed his limits. He cannot be measured by common sense at all."

"I don't know if he has reached the level of a god, but he is definitely not a match for any strong man in the world."

The Slaughter King's fear says it all.

The other party even wanted to kill Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, because they were afraid of Ye Xuan, just to prevent them from taking their anger out on the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao now has no ability to resist.

Once he entered the City of Slaughter, he was suppressed by the power of rules, and his own soul power was mobilized, not to mention that he had suffered serious injuries that could be fatal.

"Okay, now you should understand."

The King of Slaughter raised the dark red giant sword in his hand and slashed towards Tang Hao.

"Father!"

An extremely shrill voice was heard.

Tang San was furious.

He watched helplessly as the dark red giant sword split Tang Hao into two pieces. After being cut in half, the broken surface was still oozing blood.

It turned out to be the same thing as Yu Xiaogang!

It was just that Yu Xiaogang survived by chance, but considering the amount of blood Tang Hao had lost now, and the King of Slaughter who was watching him covetously, Tang San and his son had no way of resisting.

Tang Hao's death was inevitable.

Tang Hao's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

He knew he was dying.

"Xiao San, I'm sorry. This is all Dad's fault. I always thought that no matter how talented one is, as long as the twin martial spirits are endowed with full spirit rings, there is still a chance to turn the tide."

"It wasn't until now that I realized how wrong I was. Ye Xuan is invincible."

"Today, both my father and I have to die here. It's all my father's fault."

Tang San burst into tears.

"Father, you are right."

"All this is to blame on that evil Ye Xuan, on the injustice of this world, and on the fact that we, father and son, are ultimately powerless."

The King of Slaughter gave the father and son 30 seconds to leave their last words, which was the most he could do.

He raised the dark red heavy sword again and chopped down heavily at Tang San.

The moment the dark red sword blade touched Tang San, it suddenly burst out with dazzling light.

The Shura Sword seemed to have met a more suitable master, as if the Shura Sword itself was marked by the Shura God, and Tang San also had the same mark on his body.

The dark red giant sword flew out of his hand, and a hint of surprise appeared on the face of the King of Killing, and he wanted to forcibly control the Shura Sword.

But he was attacked back and vomited blood.

Tang San suddenly felt a divine test inheritance appear in his mind.

His cultivation level increased rapidly.

He actually directly inherited the previous eight divine tests, and everything that originally belonged to Tang Chen became his.

Even the Ninth Divine Test has reached its final part.

A look of surprise just appeared in Tang San's eyes.

At this moment, Ye Xuan, who was far away in Tiandou City, riding on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's little bitch, frowned slightly.

He slapped Ning Rongrong on her beautiful buttocks and scolded:
"You just eat a lot all day long! Zhu Qing doesn't eat as much as you do."

With a thought, the clothes were put on.

Kunpeng's magic appeared behind him.

Ye Xuan tore the space apart with ease.

He actually appeared directly in front of Tang San.

Looking at Tang San holding the Shura Sword, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneer.

"Shura God, you bastard, I finally caught you with my power, this time I will beat you to death."

Ye Xuan used the magic of recording images to record the scene before him, and then gently pointed a finger at Tang San.

The God King Tang’s cultivation level skyrocketed to level 99.

It was directly blasted into slag.

"This move is called the Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Finger!"

(End of this chapter)