Douluo: Peeking at the diary, the goddesses are broken

After getting rid of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, Tang Chen came to Wang Jingyu with a giant hammer in hand.

"Since you want my Shura Divine Sword, you can get it yourself, but can you allow me to ask a question?"

Tang Chen stood the giant hammer in his hand at his side and looked directly at Wang Jingyu with sharp eyes.

"Of course there is no problem. You are a dying person anyway. What's more, I have received some favors from you in the past, so it will not be a problem to answer your questions."

Wang Jingyu restrained himself from the divine purification and crossed his legs in a leisurely manner. Being a brave man, he was not afraid that Tang Chen would suddenly get up and attack him.

Wang Jingyu's indifference made Tang Chen feel a pressure he had never experienced before. Such pressure made him uneasy.

At least, such pressure should not appear on humans, it can only appear on gods.

But the man in front of him was not a god at all, which made him feel incredible, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to this. He was more concerned about his descendants.

"I just heard you say that you beat my grandson Tang Hao, and also beat my great-grandson? With your strength, why do you have to be at odds with some juniors?"

Tang Chen knew that if he fought with the opponent, his chances of winning would definitely be slim.

If the other party wants his own Shura Divine Sword, he will definitely be able to get it easily after killing himself.

He is not afraid of death. He has been parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King for decades, which has made him worse than death and his body is extremely weak.

Even if the opponent doesn't kill him, he will transform his soul power into divine power, but his body will fall because he is too weak to bear the divine power.

Since death is a fate that cannot be escaped, it is better to ask the other party what grudges his grandson Tang Hao and great-grandson have against the other party.

If possible, he is willing to commit suicide in exchange for the other party to eliminate the old grudges with his grandson and great-grandson.

"What's the reason?" Wang Jingyu raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Because your great-grandson doesn't know the heights of the world, he attacked my wife with a poisonous weapon when she was dealing with a conflict with her cousin.

If I hadn't been there at the time, it's possible that my wife would have been successfully attacked by your great-grandson. Do you think I would have beaten your great-grandson? "

His rhetorical question made Tang Chen frown. The conflict between someone else's wife and her cousin was still a family matter anyway.

His great-grandson not only meddles in other people's family affairs, but also attacks others with highly poisonous weapons. Such behavior is truly disgusting.

"As for your grandson Tang Chen, he was instigated by my wife's cousin and went to the academy founded by my wife without investigating the matter clearly.

He also threatened to teach my wife and me some lessons and make us pay a painful lesson. Your Excellency said, should I fight back?Or do you have to be beaten? "

The sarcasm in Wang Jingyu's eyes still did not dissipate. Although there was no aggressive momentum, Tang Chen felt that he could not refute.

The most important point is that he feels that he is about to die, and there is no need for the other party to lie to him.

It's just that he felt very sad in his heart that Tang Chen, the grandson he was most proud of, could be the kind of person who listened to others and was fooled around by others.

"Are you satisfied with my answer? If you have no other questions, let's have a fight. Although you are not very strong.

But he was already a pretty good opponent, and he just had a good fight with me, which also made me addicted to fighting. That old guy Qian Daoliu was too weak. "

Wang Jingyu finished chewing the peach in his hand and threw the remaining core on the ground. His eyes were full of fighting spirit at this moment.

"Do you know my old friend?" Tang Chen looked stunned and asked tentatively.

"Nonsense, of course I know him. Now he is my number one servant, and he can also be regarded as the grandfather of my wife Xue'er. Isn't it strange?"

Wang Jingyu nodded without hesitation. Suddenly he remembered something, scratched his head sheepishly, and smiled at Tang Chen.

"By the way, your granddaughter Tang Yuehua is also my wife, but we haven't held a wedding yet, so I don't need to call you grandpa now."

Tang Chen couldn't help but twitching when he heard Wang Jingyu's embarrassing topic.

This guy actually kidnapped his granddaughter and even tried to kill him.

Although he was about to be finished, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The key is that this guy seems to have more than one wife, at least including his own granddaughter, Qian Daoliu's immortal granddaughter, and maybe even others.

Tang Chen's face twitched crazily for a while, his expression changed several times, and finally he asked.

"Is Yuehua okay now? She has been unable to practice, and she will inevitably be discriminated against within the clan."

"You don't have to worry about it now. I have solved the problem of Yue'er not being able to practice. Now she has reached the 37th level of Soul Master.

Okay, I won’t bullshit you anymore, just do it. Anyway, even if I don’t kill you, you won’t have many days left to survive, so how about you join me in a good fight. "

Wang Jingyu clenched his hands tightly and took the lead in attacking Tang Chen, but he did not use soul skills or the power of the Sharingan.

This time he wanted to simply fight with his fists. Only the fight between fists and cold weapons could create the most passionate feeling.

He felt that Wang Jingyu was attacking towards him like an angry leopard, the speed was staggering.

Tang Chen quickly subconsciously grabbed the huge dark black Haotian Hammer from the ground and placed it between his body and Wang Jingyu's fist.

Wang Jingyu punched the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer, and an unparalleled force made Tang Chen feel as if he had been hit by a hill, sending him flying towards the Dragon God Realm.

"Bang..." A dull sound came, and Tang Chen fell to the ground after his body hit the Dragon God Realm.

The Dragon God Realm remained untouched at all, but a large crater was created on the ground where Tang Chen was sitting, with cracks all around the crater.

Tang Chen groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Wang Jingyu with disbelief.

What kind of strange power is this?How could it be possible to hit with such force with a fist?

Originally, the Clear Sky Hammer was already regarded as the most powerful existence among the martial arts spirits in the world. Any disciple who owned the Clear Sky Hammer had extremely terrifying power.

The force of the opponent's punch must be hundreds of thousands of kilograms at least, right?What kind of freak is the other party?

Could it be that he was transformed into a soul beast?And it must be a powerful soul beast, such as a Titan ape?

Only in this way can we explain why he can have such terrifying power without using martial arts and soul skills.

Thinking of this, Tang Chen, who was doubting his life, showed a horrified expression and asked hesitantly.

"You, you are not a human being, you are a human in the form of a soul beast?"