Douluo’s Haotian Myth

Tang Bufan's originally closed eyes opened again, and there was a strong murderous aura in his eyes. What day is this today, why are they all coming to him?

However, when his mental strength saw the identity of the other party, his face couldn't help but change slightly. He didn't expect it to be the messenger of the King of Slaughter.

Thinking of An Yao's words just now, Tang Bufan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, he said solemnly, "Please come in!" At the same time, he waved the door open.

Soon, a black gauze woman walked in, but she also leaned on the door like An Yao and did not approach him any further!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan asked, "I don't know why the messenger came here?"

Looking at the bright sword king in front of her, the black gauze woman couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart, "Congratulations to the bright sword king for his ninety-one victories, and the championship of the hell killing field is just around the corner!"

Tang Bufan's expression remained unchanged, and said lightly: "The messenger should not just come to congratulate me! Let's open the skylight and say something bright!"

The black gauze woman was stunned for a moment, and then smiled tenderly: "As expected of the Bright Sword King, she is really smart, then I will tell you my purpose!"

Tang Bufan's expression was slightly solemn, "I'll listen carefully."

"King Bright Sword, what are your plans after you win the Hell Slaughtering Field Championship? Are you interested in joining me in the Slaughtering City, the treatment is good, and if you have any requirements, please feel free to mention it?" The beautiful eyes of the black veiled woman asked with some anticipation.

Tang Bufan's expression did not change, but his heart sank.

It seems that An Yao is right, the capital of slaughter really does not want to have another killing god, even if it is only possible!

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan looked at the black-veiled woman, as if his eyes could penetrate the veil.

"Dare to ask the messenger, is this the meaning of the King of Slaughter?"

The black veil woman was shocked, but she still replied: "Yes, it is exactly what the great Slaughter King means, as long as you are willing to join the Slaughter City, you can even be the vice-captain of the law enforcement team. In terms of status, it is enough to compete with those Soul Douluo. Everyone is on an equal footing, and even our king will grant you the ability to cast soul skills within the scope of the Slaughter City."

After speaking, the black gauze woman's eyes were fixed on Tang Bufan, and she carefully observed his expression.

It's a pity that Tang Bufan's expression was like a thousand years of mysterious ice, and he didn't change in the slightest, so he couldn't see through his inner thoughts at all.

At this moment, Tang Bufan's thoughts kept running, thinking about how to answer this question.

It is absolutely impossible to join the capital of slaughter, he still has his parents and his sect. Besides, he had already hated such a sinful pure land that never saw the light of day, and wanted to leave quickly.

However, at the moment, it cannot be rejected directly, so as not to completely offend the King of Slaughter.

Although he had never seen the Slaughter King, he was certain that the Slaughter King was a Titled Douluo, and he was also the strongest among the Titled Douluo. Even if he doesn't make a move, the law enforcement team in his hands is not something he can compete with at the moment.

After thinking about it, Tang Bufan finally just said perfunctorily: "Envoy, can I think about it for a while?"

The eyes of the black-veiled woman were slightly disappointed, but she still said cheerfully: "Then I look forward to the good news of the Bright Sword King?"

Tang Bufan nodded slightly.

Afterwards, the black gauze woman returned to her life, and the training room returned to tranquility again.

Tang Bufan frowned. He still couldn't understand why the Slaughter Capital didn't want to give birth to the Slaughter God again. Could it be that the birth of the Slaughter God would be detrimental to the Slaughter Capital?

But if the birth of the Killing God would be detrimental to the Slaughter City, they could close the hell road directly, and I believe that no one in the Slaughter City would dare to object.

Hey, Tang Bufan couldn't help sighing, these questions were too much trouble.

As for the hell road, he will definitely go to wander, and he will not stay in this ghost place.

If the King of Slaughter really turns his face and is ruthless, he can only recognize it, and the big deal is to give up and obtain the Killing God Domain. He hoped that the 100,000-year-old soul skill of the Gate of Space would allow him to leave the Slaughter City smoothly.

Shaking his head, Tang Bufan closed his eyes and practiced again.

Three months later, in the killing field of hell, he drew the Clear Sky Sword from a middle-aged man's body indifferently, and nodded to the girl in the dark.

He is only one game away from being the champion of Hell's Killing Field and is qualified to challenge Hell's Road.

And the girl in the dark is naturally An Yao. They have met again. After some discussions, Tang Bufan decided to join forces with An Yao.

And An Yao has been frantically participating in the killing field of hell in the past two months, and now she has won ninety-four, only the last six games.

A month and a half later, hell killing fields.

As the last opponent fell in a pool of blood, Tang Bufan smiled for the first time. In one year and four and a half months, the task given to him by the sect master has been completed 99%, and only one step is left.

"Bright Sword King, Bright Sword King" There were cheers from the surrounding viewing platforms, which were cheers of joy, and it was the sound of worship for the strong.

The stone hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground, and they finally didn't have to worry about facing the terrifying Sword King of Light, because facing the Sword King of Light was basically equivalent to facing the God of Death.

"Congratulations, young bright sword king." A low and magical voice suddenly came from all directions.

At the same time as this voice sounded, the strong murderous aura around Tang Bufan's body was forcibly pressed into his body.

Tang Bufan's face suddenly turned pale, and at the same time, his pupils shrank and he looked up into the air.

There, a blood-colored figure descended from the sky, exuding a powerful oppressive force, making him feel like facing Tang Xiao, no, the King of Slaughter made him feel even more terrifying.

With the advent of the King of Slaughter, the atmosphere of the Hell killing venue reached its peak.

The constant shouting of "King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter" even made the Fallen break their throats, and their voices became hoarse, but they had no plans to stop.

Tang Bufan's face became solemn, because he not only found the King of Slaughter, but also found a member of the law enforcement team, looking at him with murderous intent.

This made his heart sink.

The King of Slaughter is a very tall man, and his whole body is wrapped in a huge new red cloak. With a pale face and completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the sky. It was obvious that the other party had gotten rid of the constraints of gravity and reached the point of emptiness.

This kind of realm is even better than the peak period of his previous life, it is a realm beyond innate.

Because when he was at the peak of his previous life, although he was able to fly short distances with his strong infuriating energy, he couldn't get rid of the gravity after all, so he could reach the void.

Tang Bufan clenched his right hand firmly.

At this moment, the Slaughter King finally stopped in mid-air five meters above the ground.

His scarlet eyes looked down at Tang Bufan from the sky, a red light flashed across his eyes, and then his low voice sounded again, "Please Dark Sword King!"