"If Sect Master Ning is willing to open the city gates and submit to me."
"I, Tang Xiao, can assure you that after we conquer the Northern Border, I am willing to bestow one-third of its fiefdom upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
"Wouldn't it be wonderful if our three major sects could jointly govern this fertile land?"
Faced with Tang Xiao's attempt to win him over, Ning Fengzhi's face revealed a faint hint of sarcasm.
"I appreciate Tang Sect Leader's kindness."
He shook his head, his tone firm.
"The Blue Silver King has treated me well, and even took my daughter Rongrong as his disciple, enabling her martial soul to break through and evolve into the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"I, Ning Fengzhi, will never forget this kindness."
"I, Ning Fengzhi, have always acted with integrity and uprightness throughout my life! I would never do such a thing as kicking someone when they're down and betraying my promise!"
Although his voice was not loud, it carried a resounding power.
Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin burst into laughter, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword sound.
"Well said!"
"If you want to fight, then fight! Stop with all this nonsense!"
"The sword I've been waiting for has long been thirsty for blood!"
"Ning Fengzhi! You're refusing a polite toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Tang Xiao's face instantly darkened, and he stopped pretending, revealing his ferocious expression.
"Since you insist on dying for that Blue Silver King, then don't blame my Haotian Sect for being ruthless!"
"Attack the city!"
At his command, the Haotian Sect army behind him surged toward Blue Silver Royal City like a black tide, shouting deafening battle cries!
A glint flashed in Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand emitted a yearning hum.
He took a step forward, and the terrifying sword intent belonging to a level 97 peak Douluo soared into the sky, ready to meet the challenge!
"Marching into battle!"
...
Xingluo City, Imperial Palace Square.
Compared to the battlefield thousands of miles away, which was engulfed in flames, this place was shrouded in an eerie silence.
Tang Chen's earth-shattering hammer, imbued with the power of a demigod, crashed down upon them!
Space is crumbling inch by inch, and the earth is wailing violently!
Everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, staring intently at the figure in blue.
Faced with a strike powerful enough to shatter mountains, Tang Qing's face remained completely calm.
He didn't even look at the giant hammer that was falling from the sky.
He simply raised his right hand slowly.
"As I said, I've finished my nonsense, it's time to send you on your way."
He spread his five fingers, and nine-colored light flowed in his palm.
"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Thrust Formation!"
Boom!
The ground shook violently!
Countless thick, dragon-like blue silver grasses, shimmering with metallic luster, burst forth from the earth in a savage and ferocious manner!
Their target was not Tang Chen, but the Haotian Hammer that fell from the sky!
"Jingle bells!"
A series of dense clangs of metal resounded through the sky!
The unstoppable Haotian Hammer was actually held up in mid-air by countless Blue Silver Grasses, unable to fall even an inch!
Tang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted!
"What?!"
He could feel that what was coming from the hammer was an incredibly pure, incredibly powerful, and terrifying soul force that even made him feel a chill!
This soul power is so pure that it doesn't seem like something a newly broken Limit Douluo could possess!
Tang Qing's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible, sneer.
He gently clenched his fist.
"burst!"
boom--!
The thousands upon thousands of Blue Silver Grasses that were holding off the Clear Sky Hammer exploded at the same time!
A terrifying energy shockwave formed a bright green mushroom cloud that shot into the sky!
Tang Chen groaned, feeling a tremendous force. His entire body, including his Martial Soul True Body, was sent flying dozens of meters backward by the aftershock of the explosion!
He managed to steady himself in mid-air and landed on the ground, stumbling back seven or eight steps before finally managing to stand up.
His hand holding the Haotian Hammer was trembling slightly.
That usually calm and collected face was now filled with surprise and uncertainty.
"How is this possible?!"
Tang Chen stared intently at Tang Qing, his voice trembling slightly.
"You've only just broken through to level ninety-nine, how could your soul power be so abundant?!"
This was completely beyond his comprehension!
There are differences even between Limit Douluos!
And this difference largely comes from the accumulation of soul power!
Tang Chen has been stuck at the level of ninety-nine for over a hundred years!
It takes a century of accumulation to achieve the demigod-level strength we have today!
But Tang Qing, a mere youth who had just broken through, possessed a soul power that was in no way inferior to his own!
This is simply a fantasy!
The ecstasy on Tang Hao and Tang San's faces had long since vanished.
The father and son stood frozen in place, like two stone statues, their minds blank.
"Great-great-grandfather... was actually forced back?"
Tang San's voice was extremely dry, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Tang Hao's eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
He couldn't accept what he was seeing!
His great-grandfather, whom he regarded as a god and invincible, was actually defeated in their very first encounter?!
And his opponent was still his own son, whom he despised and regarded as a bastard!
What's wrong with this world?!
Tang Qing looked at Tang Chen's shocked expression and spoke calmly.
"Your strength is nothing special."
He said the same thing to the other person.
Tang Chen's face turned pale and then flushed.
What a humiliation!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and his eyes turned fierce again.
"Excellent! What a fine Blue Silver King!"
He gritted his teeth and said it word by word.
"I admit, I underestimated you!"
"But don't think that this will make you able to defeat me!"
"No matter how powerful your soul force is, you will undoubtedly lose today!"
Tang Chen's momentum surged once again at this moment!
"I'll show you what true divine skill really is!"
The moment he finished speaking, the Haotian Hammer in his hand vanished.
Instead, there was a giant sword, entirely blood red, with a ferocious design, exuding an aura of endless slaughter and destruction!
Asura Demon Sword!
Amazing skill!
Upon hearing those two words, the flame of hope instantly rekindled in Tang Hao and Tang San's eyes, and their breathing became rapid!
"It's a divine skill! My great-grandfather is about to use a divine skill!"
Tang San shouted loudly, his face showing a morbid excitement.
"Blue Silver King! You're dead this time! Hahaha!"
Behind the palace, Zhu Zhuqing and Xue Qinghe were both on tenterhooks.
"Divine skill..."
Zhu Zhuqing gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with her jade-like hands, her palms covered in cold sweat, and her charming eyes were filled with worry.
Xue Qinghe's expression was equally solemn. She could feel the terrifying divine power contained in that blood-red giant sword, a power that was enough to threaten her own body!
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