Chapter 109. Tang Chen, the old dog, get out!
"Tang Chen?" Qian Xunji glanced over and saw that the Haotian Sect disciples seemed to have regained their former confidence.
It seemed that no matter what, Tang Chen would always be the pride of the Haotian Sect, the backbone of the Haotian Sect. As the saying goes, to beat a dog, you must break its spine to turn it into a broken-back dog. Tang Chen was the backbone of the Haotian Sect.
It seemed that to break the Haotian Sect's backbone, Tang Chen had to be killed in front of the Haotian Sect. However, Tang Chen was currently invaded by the Nine-Headed Bat King in the Slaughter City, and Qian Xunji had no obligation to help the Haotian Sect awaken Tang Chen.
The Haotian Sect's backbone would eventually be broken, but before that, it was best to shatter the Haotian Sect's prestige.
"Tang Chen, huh?" Qianxunji chuckled. "This emperor truly wishes to see that invincible Tang Chen. Who's more powerful, his Clear Sky Hammer or my Angel Sword?"
Tang Xiao, lying dead on the ground, addressed Qianxunji with disdain. "Qianxunji, you're worthy enough to challenge my grandfather? Even your father, Qian Daoliu, wasn't worthy enough to be my grandfather's opponent."
Qianxunji remained unmoved. He grasped Tang Tian's body and suddenly, using his spirit power to radiate his voice,
"Tang Chen, old dog, get out here!"
"Shut up! You can't humiliate my father!" Tang Tian angrily declared.
"Hehehe, Tiantian Douluo, respect is mutual. If you can humiliate my father as a coward, then it's not too much for this emperor to call your father, Tang Chen, old dog." Qianxunji sneered.
"Tang Chen, old dog, get out here! I'll count to ten. If you don't come out within ten, I'll chop your son into a human stick!" Qianxunji declared.
The members of the Haotian Sect glared in anger, yet at the same time, they also hoped that Tang Chen would once again step forward and save the Haotian Sect from its dire situation.
Qianxunji stretched out his fingers and said,
"One," "Two," "Three," "Four," "Nine ," "Ten."
The Haotian Sect's hopes ultimately turned to disappointment. Qianxunji counted ten times, but Tang Chen still didn't appear. Qianxunji sneered and leaned close to Tang Tian's ear, whispering,
"You are now in my hands. Your life and death are not your own. The fate of the Haotian Sect is in my hands. What are you doing with the Haotian Sect's faith? You don't even dare to show your face? It seems like Tang Chen is a coward, too." Qianxunji laughed.
"Shut up! My father was delayed because of the Divine Test. Qianxunji, you're just a villain taking advantage of someone in need," Tang Tian said angrily.
"Yes, I, Qianxunji, am a villain, but Tang Tian, don't forget what will happen after I count to ten, hehe." Qianxunji laughed evilly, then lifted Tang Tian with one hand and took out the Angel Sword with the other.
Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua, guessing Qianxunji's purpose, were furious and terrified.
"Stop, Qianxunji." Tang Xiao spat out a mouthful of old blood and said.
"She Long, catch it for me." Qianxunji swung his sword twice, directly cutting off Tang Tian's left and right hands. As Tang Tian's left and right hands fell, She Long quickly flew over to take over the two hands.
"Hurry, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Tang Tian let out a shrill scream.
"Ba Ba——" Tang Xiao looked at his father's painful screams and the empty shoulders without his hands, his eyes suddenly reddened and he gasped like a cow.
Everyone in the Haotian Sect had red eyes and was gasping for breath when they saw the miserable death of their Sect Master. One of the elders could not help but swing the Haotian Hammer towards Qianxunji:
"Qianzei, let go of our Sect Master."
However, before he could reach Qianxunji, he was shot dead by Guangling Douluo with an arrow.
"The Haotian Sect must not be insulted." More and more disciples, their eyes reddened and their breath pounding, rushed towards Qianxunji, their Clear Sky Hammers in hand, like moths to a flame. However, they underestimated Qianxunji's Ultimate Douluo strength.
A single blast of his ultimate pressure pinned the worthless Haotian Sect disciples to the ground, then crushed them into a pulp.
"You bastards of the Rat Sect, if you want to die, come on! This Emperor will not be polite. No matter how many come, I will kill them all until they are exterminated." Qianxunji spoke in an icy, cruel voice.
"No, don't come over here! Don't make a meaningless sacrifice," Tang Tian said weakly to the Haotian Sect disciples.
"Master," the timid disciples stopped in their tracks.
Tang Tian said weakly, "My death is a small matter; the continuation of the sect is a greater matter."
Qianxunji said, "Tangtian, did I ever say I was going to kill you? I said I'd cut you into a human stick, and I'll cut you into a human stick." Qianxunji then addressed Cixue, "Cixue, you have to reattach these two legs."
" After saying that, Qian Xunji swung his sword down and directly cut off Tang Tian's two legs.
"Throw it away, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah——" Tang Tian screamed miserably again.
The two legs were quickly taken over by Cixue.
"Open the treasure chest and see if there are any soul bones on it." Qian Xunji said to Cixue and Shelong.
Cixue and Shelong nodded, and used their soul power to shake off the flesh and blood of the limbs. Sure enough, a soul bone was revealed inside.
"Your Holiness, there are soul bones."
Qian Xunji nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems that the heritage of the Haotian Sect in these two hundred years is really rich. If you cut off any limbs, you can explode soul bones. Cixue and Shelong, you have to keep the soul bones of the ancestors of the Haotian Sect for this emperor. Now they belong to the Spirit Hall.
For a moment, hatred surged throughout the Haotian Sect, but facing such a powerful enemy, no one dared to act rashly.
Finally, Qianxunji looked at Tang Tian, who had been reduced to a human stick, and aimed his sword at the two ounces of flesh beneath him.
He struck down with one blow.
"Throw it away! Ahh
...
Qian Xunji sighed regretfully and said, "Forget it, forget it. When Tang Chen comes, I will chop off your head in front of him."
Qian Xunji said to Guangling Douluo, "Guangling Priest, there is something I need your help with."
"What is it? Please tell me, you don't have to be polite with me."
"I need you to help me pick a few lucky people." Qian Xunji said.
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