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Chapter 116 Rong Wanshu’s death

Qian Daoliu was so arrogant that Rong Wanshu remained silent, silently enduring the pull from Qian Daoliu's palm.

However, the suction force coming from Qian Daoliu's palm became stronger and stronger, and the armrest of the throne was deformed by Rong Wanshu's pinch.

"Snapped!"

The armrest of the throne broke, and Rong Wanshu's figure flew involuntarily into Qian Daoliu's palm.

The disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect continued to gather towards the sect master's hall, and they happened to see Rong Wanshu being held in the palm of Qian Daoliu's hand.

"Haha, let me see how to arouse public anger. Let's see what you can do to me after arousing public anger!" Qian Daoliu had a joking look on his face and turned to look provocatively at the disciples at the door of the sect master's hall.

The disciples at the door were furious when they saw the sect master's wife being so humiliated.

The teeth of anger are itching, the flesh is eager to eat, the blood is thirsty, the tendons are cramped in anger, and the bones are bruised and ashes are scattered.

Day by day, year by year, over and over again, the bones of thousands of people are crushed and ashes are thrown away.

It's a pity that they can't change anything. This is just the beautiful fantasy of the sect disciples and the sorrow of the weak.

After your illusions are shattered, you need to face reality bravely.

This is the gap in strength, absolute crushing strength, crushing from a level 99 peerless Douluo.

Rong Wanshu, a level 87 Contra warrior, was being pinched by Qian Daoliu's neck with one hand, lifting her high like a chicken.

His eyes were squinting provocatively, and he was showing off his absolute strength to everyone, as if he was silently telling: "You guys here are all rubbish. I just use my super strength to crush you, what can you do to me?"

"Who else?"

With an angry shout, Qian Daoliu's eyes were full of contempt, "Tang Hao killed my son. Today I am here to seek justice. You trash still want to protect Tang Hao's son. I will kill you all today." Let you know the consequences of opposing me."

"Mistress!"

"Let go of the mistress!"

"Beast, let go of the mistress!"

……

The Qibao Glazed Sect disciples shouted wildly, but it was to no avail. Qian Daoliu would not let Rong Wanshu go just because of the shouts.

"One last time, hand over Tang Hao's son. I will kill his son today to honor my son!"

"Ha~ I just... cough... like to watch old... dogs go crazy... you will never... find... cough." Rong Wanshu said intermittently.

At this time, Su Can, who was thousands of miles away, was watching everything in the sect by monitoring the spiritual patterns.

He clenched his gums, traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and overwhelming hatred arose in his heart.

I hate that I am powerless, I hate Qiandaoliu's cruelty, I wish I could cut Qiandaoliu into pieces with a thousand knives...

Tang San, who was nearly one year old next to him, was not crying, but his face was ugly and his brows were furrowed. He obviously understood what was going on in the monitoring formation.

"When we become stronger in the future, we must let Qian Daoliu fall to pieces!" Su Can said to Tang San.

Tang San understood what Su Can meant and blinked twice with big eyes, obviously agreeing.

Su Can turned back and continued to watch the monitoring formation. In the screen, Jiang Tianhao, a young man in white clothes, walked out of the crowd.

He walked towards Qian Daoliu unswervingly, raised the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Qian Daoliu, wanting to use the long sword in his hand to save Rong Wanshu who was being pinched by Qian Daoliu.

"Ah~ah!" Jiang Tianhao shouted and thrust his long sword towards Qiandaoliu.

Qian Daoliu didn't even blink and allowed Jiang Tianhao's long sword to stab him.

I saw that the long sword in Jiang Tianhao's hand was still far away when he stabbed Qian Daoliu, and cracks appeared on the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, the sword was shattered inch by inch, and in just a short moment, only the hilt was left in his hand.

Obviously, Qian Daoliu has quietly activated the Angel Realm.

As long as anything with soul power enters the angelic realm, its soul power will be dissolved little by little.

Jiang Tianhao ignored it and continued to rush towards Qiandaoliu. When his body stepped into the angel realm, the sacred energy in the angel realm began to purify everything and destroy all foreign things.

The right hand holding the hilt of the sword had just reached into the angelic realm. The flesh and blood on the wrist was like snow melting, turned into white bones by the sacred energy in the angelic realm.

The flesh and blood meridians contain soul power, which will naturally be dissolved by the angelic realm.

"what!"

Screams came out of Jiang Tianhao's mouth, "A peerless Douluo, invincible?"

"Qiandaoliu, I'm not afraid of you, let go of the mistress!"

"For the sect!"

"I will curse you for the rest of my life!"

Jiang Tianhao cursed as if gibbering, then he mustered up the courage and rushed into the angel realm.

There are no weapons, no flesh and blood, but he still has to use his iron bones to tear off some blood from Qian Daoliu's body.

"Haozi!"

"Jiang Tianhao!"

"Well done! Brothers, let's go together!"

"Yes, let's go together. We will live as sect members and die as sect ghosts!"

……

The crowd was excited for a moment. Jiang Tianhao in the angel realm in front was being purified and dissolved by the sacred energy bit by bit. More and more bloody disciples from behind were rushing towards the angel realm.

Unfortunately, bravery alone cannot bridge the gap in strength.

The hand bones that Jiang Tianhao was looking at were trying to get closer to Qian Daoliu's body. He felt that he only needed to get a little closer, a little closer, maybe a foot away, and he could poke Qian Daoliu with his hand bones.

But this one-foot distance is like a chasm. You can never get close or touch it.

Su Can looked at all this, and tears instantly filled his eyes.

Jiang Tianhao was the first person he met when he entered the Qibao Glazed Sect, and he was also the only person he could call a friend. Now he was trying hard to poke his enemies and do his part for the sect.

however……

He lost his chance forever.

Only bones were left scattered on the ground.

These people once again ignited the passion in Su Can's heart.

More and more disciples are melting into the angel realm, and bones are gradually piled up in the angel realm.

Su Can could no longer control the tears in his eyes. The tears fell silently. He did not wipe them away. He forced himself to remember these people and every face. In the future, he would avenge these sacrifices.

……

As for Ning Fengzhi and the others who were far away in Tiandou City, they had been trying their best to get back since they received Rong Wanshu's summons token.

Hearing Rong Wanshu's message in the summons, Ning Fengzhi and the others were already anxious. If they came back later, they might be separated forever in the next second.

Ning Fengzhi, who had always been elegant and calm, repeatedly urged Sword Douluo Chenxin to speed up and speed up. The three of them rushed back desperately, not caring about the loss of soul power.

A halo of various colors flew up from Ning Fengzhi's Qibao Glazed Pagoda, and circled around the Seven Killing Sword Spirit.

……

The scene became more and more tragic. Rong Wanshu looked at more and more sect disciples rushing into the angel realm desperately for her. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She kept coughing and mumbling to herself. He said, "That's enough... don't rush in... anymore... that's enough."

"Haha~haha, watching the outstanding disciples in the sect die one by one in front of you, do you feel heartache, do you feel the feeling of heartbreak, does it hurt? When my son died, my heart felt more intense than It hurts you more, it hurts more!" Qian Daoliu seemed to be persuading Rong Wanshu, but also seemed to be pitying himself.

At this time, Qian Daoliu was like a madman. The expression on his face was one of wild laughter, one of pain and ferocity, and one of hysteria.

Rong Wanshu looked sad and despairing, "Shut up! You... lunatic... you... pervert."

"Haha~ You are right. I have gone crazy because of my son's death, but so what? I came here for revenge today. Since Tang Hao escaped, I will kill his son first. , let him also experience the pain of losing his son." Qian Daoliu completely fell into madness and completely turned into a revengeful demon.

The madness and arrogance he showed were all telling Rong Wanshu that I was a madman.

Don't convince me of moral values.

Don't try to persuade me with any reason.

I have only one purpose!revenge!

I am born for revenge now. You can let me take revenge. If you still want to protect Tang San, then don't blame me for slaughtering the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Rong Wanshu begged: "Stop...your hands...Tang San...has...been...taken away...by Su Can...if you don't believe it...you can...perceive...with your mental power..."

Qian Daoliu was stunned, then raised his hand and patted his forehead.

He was so angry that he didn't use his mental power to sense it beforehand.

After Rong Wanshu reminded him, his mental power instantly covered the Qibao Glazed Sect, imprinting everything in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there was really no trace of Tang San.

The only child, "Huh? It's a girl!"

Qian Daoliu said crazily: "Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier that I was going to kill those two little beasts. Where did they go? Tell me quickly."

There was a hint of madness on Rong Wanshu's face, "Old dog... Even if... cough... I know... I won't... tell... you... You can't even think of... cough..."

"Speak quickly, otherwise I will massacre the Qibao Glazed Sect today." The madness in Qian Daoliu's eyes was not concealed, and he urged and threatened anxiously.

The palms of her hands clenched unconsciously, causing Rong Wanshu to cough again.

Facing the domineering Qian Daoliu, everything seems to be in vain.

In the Qibao Glazed Sect, the only ones who can compete with Qian Daoliu are Ning Fengzhi and the others, but now they are not in the sect.

If the three of them stay in Qibao Glazed Sect, they will naturally not be afraid of Qian Daoliu, but...

There are so many buts in this world!

All of them are just excuses for the weak to seek comfort.

Qian Daoliu's palms squeezed tighter and tighter, and Rong Wanshu's fair and tender neck was already bruised and bruised, "You... cough... old dog... I... curse... cough... you... must not... So damn...cough..."

Rong Wanshu's words stimulated Qian Daoliu even more, and the angel domain quickly spread out, covering the square outside the sect master's hall.

Those sect disciples who were originally hiding outside were suddenly included in the angelic realm, and were gradually dissolved and disintegrated by the angelic realm.

"stop!"

An angry shout rang out, and the rainbow light of seven colors continued to bless the Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit and the Bone Dragon Martial Spirit.