Like a stranded fish, Tang San opened his lips slightly, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he used his strength crazily. Only then, under the playful gaze of the figure diagonally behind him, did he finally break the pressure that restrained him, bit by bit.

A little bit of mobility restored.

Then he took a big breath and turned around suddenly, and his eyes caught the figure that symbolized the city of slaughter and blood - the King of Slaughter.

The facial features were exactly as he remembered, handsome and strange.

But there are also differences.

That is, the outer skin color of the opponent's body is an extremely abnormal grayish white, and the pair of gray-black bat wings stretched out behind his back have several pairs of bone spurs. They are ferocious and terrifying, and even less human than the King of Slaughter in his memory.

.

The only thing that was familiar was the pair of red eyes that were still inhuman, staring at Tang Sui in the same direction as him. They were as sticky and cold as thick blood, and they had the aura of an apex predator.

Cruel, just looking at each other is as chilling as falling into an abyss.

Why is he here?!

At this moment, the same question as Tang Sui popped up in Tang San's mind.

The voice of the people present could not be heard, but the King of Slaughter, who could observe words and expressions, looked at Tang Sui attentively and asked a similar question again:

"Let him go so easily and let him obtain the God of Killing Domain, okay?"

Fox Face, who knew the truth about this memory, fell into silence.

easily?

Although the second half of the script was ruined, the first half of the script, the scene where the two started fighting, was enough for Tang San to drink a pot.

Back then, their young master had let them go immediately after Tang San injured the ten-headed blazing sun snakes.

But when did this guy replace the doll he made?

The fox-faced looking gaze passed over Tang San and landed on the eyes of several pairs of eyes present.

He calmly glanced at the fox's face, which was suspended in the air without changing his expression. The five black masks lingering around him dissipated like sand blown away by the wind.

Tang Sui seemed to be unable to see the fox face, but strangely he didn't call out to the King of Slaughter, but looked directly at the frozen Tang San, quite like "Are you leaving or not?"

Tang San: "..."

He wanted to leave.

but......

The powerful pressure that made him unable to move had slowly gathered within a certain range when the Slaughter King said his second sentence. At least it no longer suppressed him. However, Tang San soon discovered

question.

That familiar, suppressed feeling...

Was it because of the arrival of the King of Slaughter that his soul skills were sealed?

Tang San, whose expression changed slightly, raised his head and looked at the King of Slaughter, who was not far away from him and was overlooking him from a high position.

"Gudong,"

His Adam's apple rolled, his lips trembled, and he gradually regained his strength. He clasped his hands that were able to move, and looked at him with an incomprehensible emotion. His face turned into a fox face with a stereotyped mask of squinting eyes, and his eyes darkened.

, turned his head, and before the soul bone's ability was completely suppressed, in full view of everyone, he cautiously and quickly floated towards the exit location remembered in his memory.

When Tang San was completely submerged in the dark shadow cast by the huge cone stone hanging upside down from the top of the wall, a shuddering sense of crisis instantly ran up his back. Tang San had already formed a complete set of muscle memory through countless trainings and arduous actual combat.

Turning around three times, his hands instantly turned into jade color, and he reflexively faced the bright cold light behind him...

The purple-gold gleaming eyes looked at each other again with another pair of cold and cold eyes.

The cold murderous intention aimed at him, which would definitely wipe out the roots, was clearly reflected in Tang San's eyes.

Tang San's heart felt a little sour.

Putting aside the fancy soul skills to suppress them, Tang San and Tang Sui began to fight each other in the purest form of close combat.

But if you look closely, you will find that Tang Sui is the one attacking most of the time. Tang San will occasionally attack, but they are all feints and are mostly used for defense.

He deliberately avoided it from the beginning to the end. If the real Tang Sui were here, he would definitely hesitate and think about the reason why the other party kept his hand.

But the Tang Sui in front of me didn't.

She knew that Tang San was holding back, but she didn't change her strength. She even struck harder every time, each move being fatal and carrying murderous intent.

Fox Face finally got back on track with the script, but because Tang Sui didn't use soul skills and was just attacking at level A, the scene went off the rails again and fell into deep thought.

So, what went wrong?

The King of Slaughter, who had suppressed the soul skills and soul power of the two men, stood in the void with his hands behind his back. The old god was watching the two juniors fight each other, not worried at all, hiding his merit and fame.

"Bang!"

Tang San, who was knocked down to the hot ground by Tang Sui's high-altitude kick, grunted, and propped himself up on the ground that could compete with an oven. His jade-colored palms touched the ground that would burn any skin and flesh, and he supported himself.

His arms were trembling slightly.

The fine stones scratched sharply on his palm. Although there were no bloody cuts left, they were not far away.

Because his Xuanyu hand was on the verge of reaching its limit under several hard attacks.

He wiped away the bright red blood that overflowed from the corner of his bruised mouth, looked at Tang Sui opposite who was holding two swords, with a layer of black and red light attached to the blades, and smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, it's not soul power...

It seems that, for some reason, Suisui's soul power and soul skills have also been suppressed like his.

And... for some unknown reason, Suisui didn't summon the mask spirit.

Fortunately, he no longer has soul power and can still use his internal power and his proud fusion of hidden weapons and poison.

Can...

Tang San's eyes flashed with confusion, and he sighed in his heart.

His poison and hidden weapons were originally used to protect the people he cared about.

Even though they were enemies at this time, she was always his sister. How could he use deadly poisons and dangerous hidden weapons against real enemies on the sister he swore to protect?

Reading what Tang San was thinking, his fox-faced eyes flashed slightly.

For some reason, the cold-faced Tang Sui paused for a moment, but soon launched the attack again.

The two figures were indistinguishable on the platform only a few meters away from the high-temperature lava.

Drop after drop of bright red blood splashed onto the ground, and was soon burned by the molten fluid flowing around it, making a "sizzling" sound.

"bite--!"

The two swords in Tang Sui's hands were knocked away by the Clear Sky Hammer that suddenly appeared in Tang San's hand. He wanted to defend himself, but was suddenly slapped on the abdomen by the opponent.

The severe pain hit Tang Sui and he arched his back unconsciously, giving Tang San a chance to counterattack.

He walked around behind Tang Sui with ghostly steps, and pressed the black Haotian Hammer on Tang Sui's arm. He pulled sharply in his direction and used the Haotian Hammer to restrain the person there.

Tang Sui squinted his eyes, snorted coldly, and a circle of turbid red light lit up in his black pupils.

The next second, she twisted her body vigorously, trying to break away from Tang San's grasp.

It's a pity that she met Tang San, who had an extremely thorough study of Tang Sect's body skills, moves, and various grappling techniques in his previous life.

After finding that he couldn't break free, Tang Sui's face seemed to turn dark, and his eyes became red.

While struggling with Tang San, a medium-length dagger condensed with demon power suddenly appeared behind Tang San's flawless body, stabbing towards him.
Chapter completed!