Douluo Zhime's attack can explode attributes

"As expected of Haotian Douluo." Chen Feng sensed Tang Chen's aura and secretly exclaimed. Tang Chen's strength now definitely exceeds Qian Daoliu.

Suddenly, Tang Chen opened his eyes. His eyes were black, extremely deep black, and his face had also undergone some changes. Although he still looked like a middle-aged man, he became much more handsome, with all the evil aura. Replaced by pure murderous aura, the black hair on the back of his head floated automatically, standing there as calm as a mountain.

A pair of hands returned to their normal form from the claw shape, red light rushed out, the momentum of the whole body reached its peak, a red shadow full of infinite murderous intent appeared behind him, the red light in the palm condensed into a hammer shape, and a A giant red hammer with a huge handle, shining with countless magnificent magic patterns.

Not long after the giant hammer appeared, it changed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the hammer body seemed to melt, and transformed into a bloody giant sword more than two meters long.

"Asura Blood Sword." Chen Feng's eyes flashed when he saw this bloody sword. This was his goal this time.

"Who are you?" Tang Chen looked towards Chen Feng.

"Junior Chen Feng, I have met senior Tang Chen." Chen Feng said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

"Do you know me?" Tang Chen said slightly surprised. He had been trapped here for decades. Judging from Chen Feng's age, he should not have been born at that time.

"I've heard of the senior's name," Chen Feng said.

"Nine exams of Shura God, it seems that you are here for this Shura Blood Sword in my hand." Tang Chen suddenly noticed the mark on Chen Feng's forehead, and his eyes gleamed.

"Not bad." Chen Feng nodded slightly.

"Decades have been like a dream. Am I wrong or right? Shura, what a Shura. I still failed to pass your test after all. This is not a matter of wrong or right, maybe it's time and luck." Tang Chen suddenly He looked up to the sky and laughed, but his expression was extremely painful, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I have been defeated, but it is not that easy for you to take away the Shura Blood Sword from my hand."

"Senior, please enlighten me." Chen Feng said with fighting spirit.

"Looking at your appearance, you should be around 20 years old. I won't bully you. As long as you catch my three swords, this Shura Blood Sword will be yours." Tang Chen said.

"Okay." Chen Feng agreed and took a fighting stance.

"Before we take action, I have a few questions to ask you." Tang Chen said.

"Senior, please ask." Chen Feng said.

"How is the Haotian Sect doing now?" Tang Chen asked.

"Haotian Sect is still one of the top three sects. However, 20 years ago, Tang Hao fell in love with the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor and was chased by Wuhun Palace. At that time, Tang Hao had just reached level ninety. Qian Xunji, the Pope of the Enemy Spirit Hall, and the Blue Silver Emperor were forced to sacrifice, and in a rage, Tang Hao beat Qian Xunji to the point of being seriously injured and on the verge of death," Chen Feng said.

"Afterwards, Wuhun Palace came to the Haotian Sect. Your son could only expel Tang Hao from the sect and declare the Haotian Sect to be a sect. Now hundreds of direct disciples are huddled in a small village with a few hundred people."

"What a Spirit Hall, what a Thousand Dao Liu." The blood on Tang Chen's body surged and fluctuated chaotically, and blood streaks could be faintly seen flashing under his skin.

"How is Hao'er now?" Tang Chen asked again.

"Uncle Hao is in the Killing City now. Senior can go see him in person later." Chen Feng said.

"Hao'er is here too?" Tang Chen was slightly surprised.

"Not only is Uncle Hao here, but Uncle Hao's son Tang San is also here, and he is currently on his way to hell." Chen Feng said.

"You have a good relationship with Hao'er?" Tang Chen asked.

"After Uncle Hao severely injured Qian Xunji and nearly died, he took him and Blue Silver Emperor's child to live in seclusion in a small village. I grew up in that small village, and Tang San was my childhood playmate. ." Chen Feng said.

"Tang San was able to travel through hell at such a young age, and Hao'er gave birth to a good child." Tang Chen said that when he left, the person he was most optimistic about in the entire Haotian Sect was Tang Hao.

"You are Tang San's friend, but I won't be merciful because of this. If you can't take my three swords, you will die. You have to think carefully."

"Senior, you should understand that after passing the ninth test of Shura God, do I still have a way out?" Chen Feng smiled bitterly and then said: "Although senior uses his full strength, if senior's body does not allow it, I still want to fight with senior Let’s fight.”

"Can you tell?" Tang Chen said in shock.

"Although senior has regained control of his body, his body is already riddled with holes and cannot bear the power of Shura. He can only live for a few more days at most." Chen Feng said.

"Yes, I can only hold on for five days at most." Tang Chen said a little lonely.

"When I got the ninth test of Shura God, I was very excited. I passed the first few tests easily, but when I took the eighth test, I gradually lost my mind. When facing the blood-red nine-headed bat king, My heart was eroded by evil thoughts, my evil obsessions were stripped away, my true heart was blocked, and my body became the parasite of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King."

"It wasn't until I woke up just now that I realized that the Nine Tests of the Shura God that I got back then were not a pure test of the Shura God. It was also mixed with the aura of the Rakshasa God."

"When the Rakshasa God transcended this world, in order to prevent his successor from encountering the obstruction of the Shura God again, he eroded the divine thoughts of the Shura God, causing the divine thoughts of the Shura God to be contaminated with countless impurities. It is precisely because of this , I was disturbed by the divine thoughts of the Rakshasa God, failed the test of the Shura God, and completely fell into evil thoughts, and was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king."

"Over the years, the blood-red nine-headed bat king has been corroding my body, trying to truly invade my body and absorb all my energy, but my original heart still exists, and I continue to fight against it, until you just It was seriously injured, so I destroyed it in one fell swoop and regained control of my body."

"It's a pity that everything is too late, too late..."

"Senior, is there no way to repair your body?" Chen Feng asked. To be honest, he didn't want such an amazing and talented person to pass away like this.

"Even a titled Douluo of the healing type can't heal my injuries." Tang Chen sighed.

Injuries that do not damage the origin can be recovered quickly with the help of a healing soul master, but some injuries are difficult to cure, otherwise Tang Hao's injuries would not have been healed until now. .

"Senior, when you go to see Uncle Hao and Tang San, you can tell them about your situation. Healing-type Titled Douluo can't do it, but Tang San might be able to find a way. Even if it can't be cured, just wait a little longer. , I think it’s still possible.” Chen Feng said.

The first thing Chen Feng thought of was Acacia's Broken Red Sausage. With its huge vitality, it should have no problem curing Tang Chen. However, Acacia's Broken Red Sausage can only be taken by those who are approved by it, and once it recognizes its owner, it will not change again. So this method will definitely not work.

But maybe there are other good things in Tang San's hands, or he knows something that can cure Tang Chen's injuries.

Tang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "I'll tell him later."

Chen Feng said: "Senior, let's get started."

Tang Chen's eyes flashed and he said, "I also want to know how strong another person who has passed the Nine Tests of Shura God is."

A bit of dark golden light bloomed from the center of Chen Feng's eyebrows and quickly surged throughout his body, causing all the muscles in his body to swell and his hands turned into sharp tiger claws.

Eight soul rings, one purple, four black, two red, and one gray and gold, slowly rose from the soles of his feet and slowly moved around his body.

"Chen Feng, Wuhun Tianming Shenhu, level 89 attack type Soul Douluo, please advise." Chen Feng reported his information according to the etiquette of a soul master's duel.

"Boy, how old are you this year?" Tang Chen asked in shock, his pupils narrowed.

"19 years old." Chen Feng said.