Chapter 85 Tang Hao goes offline
Seeing that Yang Wudi was unmoved, Tang Hao was very unwilling and continued: "They Wuhun Palace killed so many of your clansmen, and you are so indifferent?"
"It's true that they killed my people, but the main culprit is you! If it weren't for you, why would the Spirit Hall come to the door? How could our Po Yi clan suffer this disaster?"
In his heart, Haotian Sect is the source of all tragedies.
Back then, if they had allowed themselves and others to enter the ancestral land of the Haotian Sect, there would not have been so many casualties among the four major families.
As for the Wuhun Palace?
He is more or less resentful!
After all, it’s not like he and others killed their Pope, so what’s the point of venting his anger on them?
However, he also knew that it was somewhat impossible to take revenge with the strength of the Po Clan.
Unless, Yang Ziyuan becomes a god.
Otherwise, he has no intention of revenge at all.
Because, he knew that Qian Daoliu alone could destroy their broken clan.
After listening to Yang Wudi's explanation, Tang Hao gave up completely.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Yang Wudi picked up the knife beside him and said in his frightened eyes: "The more I talk about this, the angrier I get. Today, increase the dosage!"
As he spoke, Yang Wudi slowly walked towards Tang Hao.
Looking at Yang Wudi's ferocious face, Tang Hao's pupils shrank slightly.
"Don't come over!"
"Stop struggling! You can't escape, just enjoy it!"
After saying that, Yang Wudi raised the knife and turned on the executioner mode.
"Ah!!!"
Amidst the shrill screams, the flesh on Tang Hao's body was cut off piece by piece.
At this time, Yang Ziyuan's voice suddenly came in.
"Second uncle, save someone under the sword!"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi stopped his movements.
"Ziyuan, are you back?"
"Yeah!"
Yang Ziyuan walked up to him and said, "Second uncle, can you hand him over to me?"
"What do you want him for? Is it possible that you also want to experience the happiness?"
Seeing Yang Wudi's excited look, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but shudder and said hurriedly: "No, no, no! Second uncle, you misunderstood! I want him, just to see if I can use him to complete the divine test."
"Is that so? That's okay! I'll leave it to you!"
After learning about Yang Ziyuan's divine test, Yang Wudi reluctantly handed over Tang Hao.
Although he wanted to continue torturing the other party, he also knew what was important and what was serious.
After all, only when Yang Ziyuan becomes a god can the good days of their clan finally come!
"Thank you, uncle!"
Yang Ziyuan thanked him and then walked towards Tang Hao.
After seeing the other party's miserable condition, it was hard for him to imagine how the other party persisted.
However, when he saw the healing soul master on the side, he suddenly felt that Yang Wudi was the one who knew how to play!
At this time, when Tang Hao saw a young man replaced, he immediately sneered: "Kid, have you weaned yourself? You want to torture me? I'm afraid you can't even hold a knife! Haha cough cough"
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Before Tang Hao finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan's eyes became cold.
"Didn't your right arm tell you whether I can hold the knife?"
Hearing this, Tang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly and his mood immediately became excited.
"Is it you?! Are you the culprit who destroyed the mistress? Did you also put that black hole in?"
Seeing the other party's bared teeth and claws, Yang Ziyuan sneered: "So what if I did it? Is it possible that you still have the ability to kill me now?"
"Damn kid, who are you? Where is Ah Yin? What did you do to Ah Yin?"
Seeing that Tang Hao still had time to care about the Blue Silver Emperor, Yang Ziyuan glanced at the unknown object on the ground with interest, and sneered: "Even if I return her to you, what else do you think you can do to her now? ?”
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened.
With his current mutilated body, let alone protecting the other party, he can no longer even exercise his husband's rights!
Thinking of this, Tang Haoden felt that life had no meaning. Seeing that Tang Hao remained silent, Yang Ziyuan stopped talking nonsense.
"That's all! I think you have nothing to say, so just let me give you a ride!"
Hearing this, Tang Hao had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, Yang Ziyuan had already gathered a soul-power hand to strangle his neck.
Feeling the suffocation in his throat, Tang Hao's face instantly turned red, and he spoke with difficulty: "Kid, don't be proud! Sooner or later, one day, Mistress will avenge us!"
After a while, Tang Hao's aura gradually weakened, his eyes widened, and finally lost all life.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan frowned.
Because, he did not hear the congratulations from the goddess of life.
"It seems that this method will not work!"
Although he was unsuccessful this time, he was not disappointed.
Because he didn't have much hope for it.
After all, Tang Hao at this time had been tortured by Yang Wudi to the point of becoming a human being.
Tang Hao's death was just a last-ditch attack, not facing the opponent alone.
"Ziyuan, didn't you succeed?"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's frown, Yang Wuhui couldn't help but ask.
"No."
"What should we do?"
"Grandpa, don't worry. I already have an idea about the divine test. I may need your help by then."
In his opinion, even if he cannot complete the life test this time, it is not a big deal.
After all, Haotian Sect has so many titled Douluo.
When the time comes, he can just pick one and solve it quickly.
He didn't believe that the blood on the hands of these people from the Haotian Sect was all clean!
As for asking Yang Wuhui and the others to help, they were just afraid that someone would escape midway.
Hearing that Yang Ziyuan needed their help, Yang Wuhui and the two agreed: "This is no problem! When the time comes, you can directly hand over the most dangerous place to us!"
Although both of them knew that Yang Ziyuan was far stronger than them now, as elders, how could they let each other take risks?
Besides, they both wanted to have a good fight!
Seeing that Yang Wuhui and the two were in high spirits, Yang Ziyuan's lips curved into a smirk.
"Grandpa, then I will watch your performance. However, this time, I am going to destroy the Haotian Sect!"
"What?! Destroy the Haotian Sect?!"
Upon hearing that Yang Ziyuan's idea was to destroy the Haotian Sect, Yang Wuhui and Yang Wuhui's eyes widened immediately, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Zi Yuan, are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan's firm tone, the two fell silent.
Although they wanted to destroy the Haotian Sect, they also knew the stakes involved.
If the Haotian Sect was really so easy to destroy, Wuhun Palace would not have returned in disgrace back then.
"Grandpa, what are you worried about?"
"Zi Yuan, you don't understand! Although, with our current strength, we can easily destroy the Haotian Sect. However, the most powerful person in the Haotian Sect is not Tang Xiao."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Ziyuan interrupted him.
"Wait, wait! Grandpa, you want to say Tang Chen, the founder of Haotian Sect, right?"
"That's right!"
"Don't worry about this! I have already taken care of him during this outing!"
Hearing this, Yang Wuhui and the two were shocked.
Although they didn't understand how Yang Ziyuan defeated that peerless Douluo, they were still very happy with the result.
Now that there is no threat from Tang Chen, they are naturally willing to destroy the Haotian Sect!
After all, they have been looking forward to this day for so long!
After collecting Tang Hao's soul bones, Yang Ziyuan and his party prepared for the next trip to Haotian Sect.
(End of chapter)