"boom!"

Tang San's nose bridge broke instantly, and all the dozen teeth in his mouth flew out. The whole person and the teeth in his mouth flew out like a cannonball, leaving a clear line of blood in the air, and smashed into the wall that was more than ten meters high.

After rebounding, it fell again and hit the female fallen person. The dying female fallen person was directly crushed to death by Tang San. Before that, I don't know how many people shot out, mixed with various disgusting and disgusting liquids, splashing and drenching Tang San.

A look of disgust suddenly appeared on Qian Renchuan's face, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

If Qian Renchuan was willing, he could have sent Tang San away with two punches. One punch broke the killing power of the Clear Sky Hammer. As for the other punch, he did not throw it, but snatched the Twenty-Four Bright Moonlight from Tang San's waist.

“Ahhh! Qianrenchuan!!”

Blood continued to flow out of Tang San's mouth, and his nose smelled a mixture of fishy odor and heather. Seeing that he was drenched by these disgusting things, he roared as if his defense was broken, and his scarlet eyes looked towards Qian Renchuan, revealing murderous intent and resentment.

He, Tang San, had never suffered such humiliation in his life! !

When Tang San was about to use all the Tang Sect hidden weapons to fight Qian Renchuan, he suddenly found that the Twenty-Four Bridges Moon on his waist was missing. It was in Qian Renchuan's hand and was taken back by Qian Renchuan into his own storage soul guide.

Qian Renchuan sucked the soul power in his palm, and Tang San dropped the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and the sixteen crossbow arrows that were stuck in the wall not far away from the launch site into his hand. He pressed the sixteen crossbow arrows back into the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, and the sixteen black holes of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow were aimed at him.

Qian Renchuan was totally unwilling to get close to Tang San, who was emitting a disgusting and filthy aura all the time. He didn't want the soul power that could be obtained by killing Tang San with his angel spirit, so he just used the Zhuge magic crossbow to send this disgusting thing away.

"Wait a minute!"

Tang San's pupils shrank. Zhuge's divine crossbow could kill a Soul Sect-level soul master in the outside world. After absorbing the 3-year-old soul bone, his cultivation level had risen from level 43 to level 44. Zhuge's divine crossbow's three consecutive shots could completely kill him. And here was the City of Slaughter where soul skills could not be used.

"We are all Tang Sect disciples, how about making a bet!?"

Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes saw Qian Renchuan's index finger exerting force when pulling the trigger, and his desire to survive reminded him of the magical skill in the first round that had enabled him to be invincible and escape danger many times, the Tang's gambling method.

"What bet?"

Qian Renchuan originally wanted to kill Tang San directly. It was no use making a bet with a guy who was born evil and had a way to die. However, the glory of the Tang Clan was deeply rooted in his heart, so he hesitated.

"It's very simple. Since we are Tang Sect disciples, and Tang Sect is most famous for its hidden weapons, of course we are competing in the mastery of hidden weapons. I win, you give me three minutes and let me go."

Tang San is so smart, he has practiced the Tang Sect's hidden weapon technique to the highest level, Guanyin has tears. However, the Tang Sect's hidden weapon technique is closely related to cultivation. His cultivation is only Soul Sect, far inferior to Qian Renchuan, and comparing hidden weapon techniques is a dead end. As for the mastery of hidden weapons, he once created the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus, and has the experience of the first week, so he thinks he is not inferior to anyone.

"Sure." Qian Renchuan had created the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, and he also thought he was no weaker than anyone else. "But I want to ask, which disciple of the Tang Sect are you?"

When Tang San heard this, an indescribable sense of pride surged in his heart. He had always believed that Qian Renchuan was a first-level disciple of the Tang Sect in Douluo Continent who happened to be reborn.

"I am Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect of Douluo Continent and the founder of the Tang Sect! Qian Renchuan, you are a traitor and have offended the founder many times. Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to apologize!" Tang San held his head high and his voice was sonorous and powerful, and his words were righteous.

"Asshole! Bashu Tang Sect was founded by Grandmaster Tang Lan. Who the hell are you? How dare you say that Tang Sect was founded by you! This is really treasonous. You have already received your death!"

Qian Renchuan was filled with murderous intent, and he treated the previous bet as bullshit. He fired the Zhuge magic crossbow, and all 16 crossbow arrows were shot out, aiming at Tang San's chest.

Tang San was startled and dodged immediately, but at such a close distance, several crossbow arrows still pierced his shoulders, leaving blood all over his shoulders.

Tang San covered his shoulder and said in disbelief: "You are also a reincarnation from the Bashu Tang Sect? The Bashu Tang Sect was certainly not built by me. I plan to rebuild the Tang Sect in Douluo Continent."

Tang San was grasping at any straw that could save his life.

"then who are you?"

Qian Renchuan merely thought that the Tang San in front of him happened to have the same name as himself in his previous life. When he heard Tang San's name in Soto City and knew that Tang San was a member of the Tang family who was born evil and a disciple of the Haotian Sect who was born evil, he also complained that the Haotian Sect was really a group of rude people who actually gave themselves the same name as he had in his previous life.

Tang San was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I am Tang San, an outer sect disciple of Bashu Tang Sect. Because I secretly learned the inner sect's unique skills, I was not tolerated by Tang Sect. In the end, I jumped off the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow to show my determination. But I didn't expect that I didn't die after jumping off the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow, and came to this world. Who are you?"

Tang San looked up at Qian Renchuan, and suddenly found that Qian Renchuan was looking at him with murderous intent. His face was stunned. This time he was not lying. Could it be that the man in front of him was the reincarnation of the elder of the Tang Sect who came to hunt him down?
"How dare you pretend to be me? You are Tang San, who am I? You are simply courting death!!"

Qian Renchuan roared, his killing intent had reached its peak. Tang San had secretly learned the Tang Sect's skills, so he jumped from the Ghost Sees Sorrow and prepared to go to hell to atone for his sins. However, before jumping, he repaid everything to the Tang Sect, three Buddha Wrath Tang Lotuses, and none of the skills he had secretly learned were leaked. Perhaps God had mercy on him and thought he had done nothing wrong, so he let him reincarnate into the righteous Wuhun Hall.

But the man in front of him, who jumped off the Ghost-Seeing Scarlet Witch, definitely committed an unforgivable sin. The Tang Clan abandoned him and made him go to the eighteenth level of hell to atone for his sins. As a result, he was reincarnated as a member of the Tang family who was born evil.

As a result, this naturally evil Tang family member not only deceived him twice and pretended to be the founder of the Tang Sect, but now he is pretending to be him again. He is really a heinous person! He is a person who wants to die! Damn it! Damn it!

"Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Bone Skill, Explosive Kill Eight-Section Throw!"

Pink light shone from Qian Renchuan's left arm, and an illusory pink figure quietly emerged from the soul bone. The next moment, she had rushed in front of the retreating Tang San.

"Little dance!"

Tang San's face froze for a moment. Who else could this illusory pink and beautiful figure be other than Xiao Wu, the person he loved most in his two lives.

"Throw him to death."

Under the control of Qian Renchuan's thoughts, Xiao Wu, whose soul has become conscious, looked at her beloved third brother with tears of pain in her eyes. She had to take action. She shook her head violently, and the long black scorpion braid had already wrapped around the dazed Tang San's neck, launching the explosive eight-section throw.

(End of this chapter)