The blood color in King of Slaughter's eyes faded, and the blood-streaked skin gradually returned to its normal color. The ferocious bat wings shattered inch by inch and dissipated into blood mist.
"Ahem"
He coughed up a large mouthful of blood and raised his head to look at Lin Yang.
That face is no longer the distorted face of King of Slaughter, but a face with sharp edges and corners, a bit resolute and old.
A pair of black eyes with profound vicissitudes of life.
It can be seen that Tang Chen was also a super handsome guy when he was young, otherwise Bo Saixi would not have been remembered for so many years.
"Young man..."
His voice was low and hoarse, but it revealed a calmness after thousands of sails, "Thank you... for letting me wake up!"
"Clear Sky Douluo...Tang Chen!"
Lin Yang's tone was calm, the hand holding Nichirin Blade tightened slightly, and the vigilance and fighting spirit in his eyes were at their highest.
It is no exaggeration to say that Tang Chen will be the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.
Even though the other party was seriously injured now, he still did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
"Clear Sky Douluo..."
Tang Chen chewed the name silently, and an inexplicable bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I haven't heard anyone mention this name for a long time."
In just one sentence, he expressed endless regret and sadness.
He was so high-spirited back then that he was not only the master of the Clear Sky Sect, but also the most powerful Clear Sky Douluo in the history of the Clear Sky Sect.
He led the sect to the throne of the No. 1 sect in the world, and his Clear Sky Hammer even gained the title of "Number One Tool Martial Soul".
Together with Qian Daoliu, the ruling elder of the Spirit Hall, they are also known as the "Two Sacred Mountains" of Soul Master World. They are known as the peerless talents who are most likely to become gods independently in the past ten thousand years.
But the weather was not as he expected, and he was so ambitious that he got lost on the road to becoming a god.
Not only did he fail to complete Divine Trial, he himself became a puppet and spent hundreds of years in a state of confusion.
Carrying hundreds of years of hard work and expectations, it finally came to nothing!
It is very sad that a generation of talented people ended up like this.
After a brief trance, Tang Chen finally came to his senses, and his eyes gradually became bright and sharp from the pain and sadness.
"Young man, although I thank you for rescuing me, but..."
He paused and his voice was low, as if he was suppressing something.
"Can you tell me why Soul Bone, the inheritance of the Clear Sky Sect... is on it?"
It naturally refers to the clone.
Lin Yang's eyes were focused, and he didn't expect that Tang Chen was so sharp that even the refined Soul Bone could detect it.
But he was just silent for a moment, then he met those sharp eyes with calm eyes, and said in a calm tone, "I killed Tang Hao, and I took these two pieces of Soul Bone from him."
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding air had already solidified.
Tang Chen's old face suddenly stiffened, and all the blood color faded away in an instant.
His lips trembled slightly, and it took him a while before he squeezed out a few words from his throat, "You... what did you say?"
"Tang Hao, your descendant."
Lin Yang said the most shocking fact in the calmest tone, word for word, without evasion or excuse, "He died in my hands."
Boom!
Tang Chen's broken body shook violently, and an astonishing killing intent shot out like a volcano erupting.
Scarlet blood light flashed in his eyes, and the mountain-like Clear Sky Hammer appeared behind him.
The hammer body trembled, as if it was making a mournful buzzing sound.
"You... killed Hao'er?"
Tang Chen's voice went from deep to hoarse, and finally almost turned into a heart-wrenching roar.
His Hao'er, his favorite grandson, actually died?
Two lines of bloody tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.
He clenched his fists tightly, cracking his knuckles.
He thought about many possibilities.
Clear Sky Sect was lonely, Soul Bone was stolen, robbed, or lost, but he never thought that it was taken from his grandson Tang Hao.
Faced with the strong murderous intent, Lin Yang did not retreat, but calmly raised the knife, ready for a desperate fight.
He did not choose to use clumsy lies to deceive or conceal.
Kill is kill!
No regrets after it has nothing to do with it.
If he doesn't even dare to admit killing someone, then why is he still practicing?
It's better to be like Muzan and hide in Infinite Space and be a coward for the rest of your life.
After a long time, Tang Chen seemed to accept this fact. He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes became cold again.
"Why?"
"He wants to kill me." Lin Yang said, "I will kill him, it's that simple."
"Easy?" Tang Chen laughed angrily, "Do you know that Hao'er is the descendant who has the best chance of inheriting my legacy. His talent is even better than mine. He is my Clear Sky Sect's hope for the next few hundred years."
"In the end you killed him, and you told me... it was simple?"
"Whose hope he is has nothing to do with me."
Lin Yang's tone was calm, neither fast nor slow, as if he was stating a fact, "If he wants to kill me, of course I won't sit still and wait for death. Even if it's you, his eyes suddenly become sharp, "That won't work!"
Tang Chen stared at him, his broken chest rising and falling violently.
The shadow of Clear Sky Hammer behind him gradually solidified, as if it would fall down at any time.
At this moment, Slaughter City seemed to have fallen into deathly silence.
All that can be heard is Tang Chen's breathing as rough as a broken car; all that can be felt is the increasingly intense murderous intent on his body.
The killing intent finally reached its peak. Just when Lin Yang was about to strike preemptively, a trace of helplessness and fatigue flashed across Tang Chen's eyes.
Tired, he said in a deep voice, "I'll give you two choices."
"First, you join Clear Sky Sect as a protector and protect the sect for a hundred years. After a hundred years, the grudge between you and Clear Sky Sect will be wiped out."
Lin Yang didn't even raise his eyelids.
Why should he be a dog for the Clear Sky Sect? For a hundred years?
Does he look like a mean person?
"Second."
Tang Chen took a deep look at Lin Yang, without concealing his murderous intention, "You take my blow, and as long as you survive, I will no longer pursue the fact that you killed my grandson."
"Ha!" Lin Yang sneered, "I will choose the third one to kill you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yang's figure suddenly disappeared, and a fire dragon condensed on the blade and roared towards Tang Chen.
Fire Thunder God!
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Tang Chen felt murderous intent in his heart.
Since the other party doesn't appreciate it, he can only remove this potential threat for the Clear Sky Sect.
"Clear Sky Nine Absolutes·Guan!"
Clear Sky Hammer, which was like a mountain, was as light as a feather in Tang Chen's hands. The huge hammer head fell, and a substantial beam of light appeared in the air visible to the naked eye.
Boom!
The condensed fire dragon was instantly shattered by an extremely terrifying force, and the sparks in the sky turned into fleeting fireflies.
Transparent World frantically alerted him.
He wanted to dodge, but Clear Sky Hammer's blow seemed to lock him, making him unable to move.
Blood sea giants and countless skeletal forests rising from the ground all stood in front of him, but they were all destroyed.
Evil God Wings opens behind Lin Yang, and a gray barrier covers the whole body - Evil God's Protection!
The next second, Lin Yang felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite.
At the moment of contact, Evil God's Protection suddenly shattered.
The internal organs in his body had been shaken into a puddle of flesh, and then the entire body began to collapse from the inside out.
Lin Yang A mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with pieces of broken internal organs, and the whole person was quickly thrown into the distance like a kite that was out of line.
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind:
Just one hand Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Tang Hao is nothing compared to Tang Chen.