The return of the king of Douluo Continent

The man in purple swung his sword and slashed out a ray of spiritual light, covering Tang San with the sharp energy, and his killing method was very ruthless.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth, he raised his hand, held the blade with both hands, and exerted a little force on his wrist. Suddenly, the entire blade shattered.

The next moment, like lightning, Tang San's figure appeared in front of the purple-clothed man with just a flash of light. He grasped the purple-clothed man's throat in the air with one hand.

"Tell me, where is he?" Tang San's tone was cold and emotionless.

Kill decisively.

"Boy, I won't tell you even if I die!" The man in purple gasped, his throat becoming very dry.

"Then go to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San clenched his fingers, and there was a "click" sound, and the man in purple's neck fell to the side.

Tang San threw the man in purple out like trash.

"If you don't make friends, I will burn the troupe down!"

With a thought in his mind, Tang San stretched out his palm and grabbed it from the air. In an instant, a burning flame was caught in his hand.

"Heartfire, burn!"

Tang San's expression didn't change, and he threw out the fire in his hand without hesitation. Wherever the fire passed, the gray mist dispersed.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

On both sides of the main hall, dozens of purple-clothed figures suddenly appeared. These purple-clothed people had obviously reached the second level of Huitong Realm, so they should not be underestimated.

"A boy from the Pulse Forging Realm dares to run wild here!"

Ziyi cursed, one of them nodded, and more than a dozen people took action together.

"Now I will let you understand how powerful I am!"

In an instant, more than a dozen blades of light intertwined into a network and surrounded Tang San. In such a situation, just a slight feeling could kill the spiritual consciousness of a warrior of the same level in Huitong Realm, which was the most terrifying.

However, Tang San was different from ordinary people. When the knife net rushed towards him, Tang San's body shook and his veins opened. The next moment, he made a knife with his palm and slashed back and forth against the knife net.

laugh!

As sharp as a sword, the moment it came into contact with the knife web, in just a short while, the knife web tore into pieces.

"what?"

Several people were shocked, as if they didn't expect Tang San to have such powerful martial arts.

"retreat!"

Several people stepped forward and stepped back when they saw Tang San's extraordinary performance.

Tang San smiled slightly, his smile filled with murderous intent.

"It's time to come, so let's all stay!"

Tang San's steps were like the wind, and with just one step, he appeared behind a man in purple.

"The ultimate punch, kill!"

The fist light came over and hit the purple-clothed man's chest. At this moment, the purple-clothed man's chest sank heavily. He lowered his head silently and looked at Tang San's fist in disbelief. His eyes widened and he fell on his back.

"Since you refuse to give me this person, then I will kill you and make this place a river of blood!"

Tang San clenched his palm, and the star-patterned sword appeared. With a flash of sword light, he directly cut off the head of a man in purple.

"Ah! Run away!"

The people in purple panicked and tried to hide in the mist, but Tang San's attack was too fast. Every time he swung his sword, one of the people in purple would have his head fall to the ground.

"The last thing you should do is threaten me with Yiyi!"

Tang San took a step forward, and the star pattern sword in his hand came out with rays of brilliance. When he swung the sword, it was like thousands of sword lights roaring out.

"The killing sword, destroy!"

The sword light strangled, and the blood was everywhere.

The ultimate killing sword was a pure killing sword technique. Tang San had understood it in that previous world, so the ultimate killing fist he used was learned there.

"Boy, you will die worse than us!"

The man in purple glared at Tang San, but the broken wound on his chest had already destroyed his life, and everything was turned into nothingness under the killing sword.

clap clap!

All the people in purple fainted, and at this moment, a burst of applause suddenly came from above the main hall.

"Not bad, very exquisite swordsmanship!"

A purple-robed figure slowly walked out of the mist. He clapped his hands and kept praising him.

Tang San frowned. He didn't feel the slightest breath of life from this man. In other words, he was a dead person.

"Wearing ghost clothes and pretending to be human, you think it's fun, don't you?" Tang San raised his palm, pointed his sword at the purple-robed man, and said coldly.

"Everyone has his own way, and ghosts have their own way. If I can kill you, it's not the same thing." The purple-robed man's voice was extremely indifferent, but Tang San could hear a hint of familiarity in it.

At this moment, the man in purple robe made a sound like a ghost's roar, and he suddenly raised his head, revealing a face as white as paper.

There was some blood in his eyes.

He smiled at Tang San, his teeth were white and frightening.

Tang San took a deep breath and looked at the purple-robed man's face, his eyes flashing.

"It's you, Yuan Shan!"

Yuan Shan had previously led the Poison Sect disciples to pursue and encircle Tang San in the Tianyun Mountains. He was very successful, but later Tang San used a trick to trigger a conflict between him and the Lingxiao Daomen disciples. He originally thought he would not catch him. Here, I didn't expect it, but I still made a miscalculation.

At that time, Yuan Shandan was only a warrior at the seventh level of Huitong Realm, but now, his aura has become stronger, so it has become very weird. It is conceivable that he has experienced something in this Mingxu.

"Tell me, where is Yiyi?" Tang San's tone was cold, but he looked very calm, but this calmness was filled with extremely fierce murderous intent.

"What? It seems that you care about her life and death very much? But as far as I know, you Tang San is the son of Tang Feiyun, the princess of Tianyun County, and she Han Yiyi is just a small leader of the underworld forces, black and white. , is it possible to be happy together?"

When Yuan Shan asked this question, Tang San's heart suddenly trembled. Yuan Shan was right. So what was it that made him care so much about Han Yiyi?

"Are you thinking about it? Are you shaken?" Yuan Shan chuckled, and the corners of his grin were extremely cruel.

"It seems that living in this dark place has indeed taught you some truths. Doesn't the owner of this ghost place treat you well?" Tang San sneered, and Yuan Shan's face suddenly darkened. Come down.

"you wanna die!"

Yuan Shan was suddenly furious. He flicked his sleeves, revealing two withered arms. In his palms, there were two gray light balls. There was a deep chill on the light balls filled with death energy. He only glanced at them. It makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

"Tang San, if you fall into my hands today, you will believe that death is a kind of relief!"

Yuan Shan's palm shook, and two gray balls of light floated intertwined, floated through the air, and slowly floated towards Tang San.

The speed of the light ball seemed to be very slow, but when it was wandering, it had an extremely ethereal feeling, which made Tang San feel a little dazed.