Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound of the body being knocked several meters away, then colliding with the ground.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Tang San struggled to get up, coughing up blood.

After that sword strike, Qin Shiyuan seemed to regard the battle as a cat and mouse game.

He didn't kill Tang San either, but every time he stood up, he would be beaten several meters away again by the sinking sword that followed him.

After going through this cycle for several times, Tang San's face was now as swollen as a pig's head.

Even though he had an extraordinary physique, he was already at the end of his strength.

"I, I want to... kill..."

After getting up again, even though Tang San's body was in disrepair, his eyes looking at Qin Shiyuan were still full of hatred.

But just when he was about to say something more, the sword blade of the sinking sword had been stamped hard on his back again.

"boom!"

There was smoke and dust everywhere again, but this time, even after the smoke and dust cleared, Tang San was still unable to stand up.

Clearly, his body had reached its limit.

"Haha, this won't work?"

"Cough cough!"

Qin Shiyuan slowly walked up to Tang Sansheng, not hiding the joking tone in his tone.

However, the only thing Tang San could respond to him at this time was two pools of blood that he spat out accompanied by coughing.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are countless small pieces of internal organs mixed in the pools of blood.

"Come... again..."

Tang San murmured breathlessly, but his body was completely out of his control.

"Come again?"

Qin Shiyuan walked up to the motionless body, raised his left foot, and firmly stepped on Tang San's head under his feet.

"Haha, little bastard, what are you going to fight me with?"

As he spoke, the foot he placed on his head crushed the side of Tang San's face hard.

The blood and dirt originally stained on the soles of the shoes were unreservedly transferred to Tang San's face during the back and forth friction.

The fishy smell, coupled with the ultimate personal insult, instantly made Tang San sober up as if he was coming back to his senses.

"Qin Jiujian! Get out of here!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, trying hard to lift his head that was being stepped on.

"Did you let me speak?"

An extremely cold voice suddenly came from above Tang San.

The next moment, the sinking sword with blown hair and broken hair suddenly sank into the ground from in front of his sideways face!

The sword edge that exuded a cold light was less than a finger away from Tang San's eyes!

!!!

Tang San's breathing suddenly stopped at this moment, and his originally slightly dilated pupils suddenly tightened at this moment!

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he realized that nothing happened before he woke up as if from a dream.

He breathed in the air greedily, like he was surviving a catastrophe.

"Don't worry, don't be nervous."

"Everyone around you is not dead yet, I won't let you die so quickly..."

Qin Shiyuan's calm tone was like the devil's words that kept lingering in Tang San's ears.

At this moment, fear finally appeared in Tang San's eyes that were close to the ground...

After saying this, Qin Shiyuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but no longer paid attention to Tang San at his feet.

Standing there quietly, seemingly waiting for something to arrive...

A few seconds later, as if feeling something in his heart, he and the figure deep in the Killing City both raised their heads.

Looking at the sky full of purple sun, the corners of their mouths raised a hint of curvature at the same time.

"coming!"

Just when Qin Shiyuan had this thought, a roar and a giant hammer suddenly struck him from mid-air!

"Qin Jianjiu! If you dare to hurt the mistress, you will die!"

"Father!"

After more than a year and a half, when he heard Tang Hao's voice again, Tang San squeezed out some sounds from his throat with excitement.

"Tang Hao, this is the capital of killing. Isn't it against the rules for you to be so presumptuous?"

Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer that was about to smash him into a pulp, Qin Shiyuan just smiled lightly, showing no intention of hiding.

"Is it against the rules? My Clear Sky Hammer is here, so this is the rule!"

The extremely domineering voice echoed in the sky above the killing city.

"I didn't expect Qin Jianjiu that you would come to the city of killing, hahaha! God is helping me!"

"If you could use the martial soul fusion skills from that day, I might not be able to kill you."

"It's a pity that you dug your own grave and came to this killing city without being able to use your soul skills. Let me see how you are going to die!"

As he spoke, amidst the excitement, the size of the Clear Sky Hammer instantly increased several times, until it enveloped the entire hell killing field.

Because of the Killing God Realm, Tang Hao can use soul skills at will in this killing city. This is the source of his confidence.

"Run!"

Seeing this sudden scene, the tens of thousands of fallen people in the audience suddenly became confused.

One by one, they panicked in the crowd and stumbled towards the exit.

However, Qin Shiyuan, who was directly under the giant hammer, still did not move.

Because he knew that this hammer would never fall.

As if just as he said, the pressure on him disappeared in an instant.

Directly in front of him, he saw a dark and red figure raising one hand.

With just one hand, he blocked the giant hammer's attack with ease.

"You have the final say on the rules of the Killing City? Haha, Haotian Douluo, your tone seems to be a little too big!"

The dark red figure snorted coldly, exerted force with one hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer was pushed back.

"King of Slaughter!"

Tang Hao staggered back a few steps. After seeing the person who made the move, his expression changed slightly.

He was eager to save his son just now, but in his desperation, he forgot for a while.

In the city of killing, there is also an extremely mysterious king of killing.

"Tang Hao, you yourself came out of the Killing City."

"You don't know that this hell killing field is a situation of narrow escape, right?"

"Since you can rest assured to let your precious son come here to experience, it also means that you should be mentally prepared."

"Now! Your son is not as good as others. If the younger one loses, the older one will take over?"

"Come when you want, and leave when you can't enjoy it? Do you treat my city of killing as an amusement park?"

The words of the King of Slaughter instantly made Tang Hao look ugly.

He knew he was in the wrong when he came this time, but who made Qin Shiyuan's accident happen in the city of killing?

Then he couldn't possibly watch his own son being tortured to death at the hands of others, right?

Tang Hao really couldn't find any reason to refute what the King of Slaughter said.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth, lose face, and speak forcefully.

"I don't care about the rules of your killing city. If I can't save Xiao San today..."

"King of Slaughter, I know you are strong, maybe I can't beat you."

"But if the mistress dies, I think it's not impossible for me to try my best to destroy your killing city!"