Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Tang Chen held his head with both hands, looking very ugly and frowning.

Meng Qiu looked at the painful face and sighed: "Your name is Tang Chen, and you are the leader of Haotian Sect."

"Haotian Sect...Tang Chen..."

When Tang Chen heard Meng Qiu's words, he seemed to remember something and his expression became a little clearer.

Meng Qiu didn't say anything, but just looked at Tang Chen quietly and muttered to himself.

Although he had a bad relationship with the Haotian Sect, he actually didn't have much ill will towards Tang Chen.

Anyway, Tang Chen is already at the end of his strength, and he won’t have much time to survive without him taking action.

"I am Tang Chen, the former leader of Haotian Sect..."

Tang Chen's eyes gradually became clear.

He looked at Meng Qiu in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had just witnessed the fight between Meng Qiu and the King of Slaughter.

Although the King of Slaughter who is parasitized by the Nine-headed Blood-red Bat King is not as powerful as he was in his peak period, looking at the Shura Sword, he is definitely at the Super Douluo level.

The fact that Meng Qiu can easily defeat a strong man of this level is enough to show his strength.

What surprised Tang Chen even more was Meng Qiu’s age.

He could see that the boy in front of him was not some old monster with the skill of maintaining his appearance, but was indeed a young man at the peak of his youth.

Most likely, he is not even over 20 years old.

As a top genius of the previous generation, Tang Chen naturally has some pride in his heart.

But when facing Meng Qiu, he had to admit that he was indeed not as evil as him.

At this age, with this kind of fighting power, tsk tsk...

Tang Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
It is true that the waves behind push the waves in front!
"Sir, can you tell me what the situation is like outside now?" Tang Chen's attitude undoubtedly put Meng Qiu on an equal footing with himself.

Tang Chen has never been a person who likes to take advantage of his seniority. He believes that strength is everything.

Although Meng Qiu is young, the strength he has demonstrated has already demonstrated his power, so Tang Chen will naturally have due respect for him.

And in fact, Mengqiu is still grateful to him.

If Meng Qiu had not forced the blood-red nine-headed bat king out of his body and killed it, he would probably not be able to regain his sanity now.

Meng Qiu did not refuse. She condensed frost into two chairs, sat down, and said slowly: "A lot of things happened outside..."

Tang Chen sat down on another frost chair and listened quietly to Meng Qiu's story.

In the center of the Killing City, in the ruins of the Killing Arena, two figures were sitting leisurely.

Meng Qiu did not hide anything, including the fact that he killed Tang Hao and crippled Tang Xiao's important figure.

Tang Chen now can’t beat him anyway, so it doesn’t matter. Just think of it as him giving the right to know to this former strongest man.

Upon hearing the fate of his two grandsons, Tang Chen was angry for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

Seeing this, Meng Qiu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Senior, you are not angry?"

Tang Chen smiled casually: "Angry, of course I'm angry, but what's the use?"

"I know very well in my heart that I am no match for a monster like you right now."

"I have left behind the Haotian Sect, a huge foundation for them. I have a clear conscience and don't want to worry about them at the end of my life."

"I have done what I can do. As for what happens to the Haotian Sect in the future, it all depends on their own luck."

Having said that, Tang Chen paused, looked at Meng Qiu again, and shook his head regretfully:
"But with a monster like you as an enemy, to be honest, I don't have much confidence in my juniors."

Meng Qiu half-jokingly asked, "So, Senior, are you going to help get rid of this threat of mine?"

Tang Chen shook his head slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his righteous face: "That is the business of the younger generations, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Besides, even I am no match for you."

Having said that, they were his blood relatives after all, and Haotian Sect was the place where he had devoted most of his life. If Tang Chen really wanted to appear as calm as he did, it was impossible.

After hesitating for a while, Tang Chen took out a dark golden token from his arms and handed it to Meng Qiu.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

Mengqiu recognized the origin of the token.

The Haotian Order represents the supreme status in the Haotian Sect.

In the original novel, it is easy to understand why Tang Chen gave it to Tang San, after all, they are relatives of the same bloodline.

But what the hell is this?
Didn’t he just tell Tang Chen about his relationship with the Haotian Sect?
To be honest, Meng Qiu really didn't understand what Tang Chen was thinking for a moment, as he handed over the thing that symbolized the highest power of Haotian Sect to the enemy of Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen noticed Meng Qiu's surprised look, sighed softly, and explained:
"Just think of it as me asking you for a way out for the Haotian Sect."

"From what you said, it seems that the only people who have a grudge against you are Hao'er and his group. The other people in the Haotian Sect don't have any grudge against you."

"Take this Haotian Order to the Haotian Sect, and the elders will take you as their leader."

"I hope that if that's the case, you can let the others go. As for Xiao'er and the others..."

Having said this, Tang Chen paused, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes:
"They will handle it according to your opinion."

If it weren't for the fact that his current health condition was so bad, Tang Chen would definitely not have made such a decision.

Watching his own grandson go to the butcher's knife was undoubtedly a huge torture for him.

But the Haotian Sect cannot let their lives be destroyed.

He is the biological grandfather of Tang Xiao and others, but he is also the leader of the Haotian Sect and should be responsible for the entire Haotian Sect.

At this moment, Tang Chen's tall body seemed to be hunched a little.

Even the peerless Douluo who suppressed an entire era would have moments of powerlessness...

"I agree." Meng Qiu took the Haotian Order from Tang Chen.

In fact, he never thought of making the Haotian Sect extinct from the beginning.

If it weren't for what happened to Tang Chen today, he would have attacked the Haotian Sect later.

As for the fate of the Haotian Sect at that time, it will be no different from that of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect.

However, if the Haotian Sect is willing to cooperate, he doesn't mind letting them go.

After all, the Titled Douluo inside is still very useful.

After hearing Meng Qiu's words, Tang Chen breathed a sigh of relief as if a huge burden had been lifted from him.

"That way, I feel at ease."

As he spoke, Tang Chen sat on the ice chair and closed his eyes silently.

"Senior, don't you want to go to Poseidon Island?"

"Time is running out."

"This body of soul bones is my reward for giving the Haotian Sect a chance to survive..."

As Tang Chen spoke these desolate words, cracks began to appear on his body.

The cracks gradually spread and soon covered the entire body.

The body that had been parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king for many years had become rotten.

A breeze blew by.

Tang Chen's body disappeared between heaven and earth.

Only a few bone-like objects that were shining with a bright light were left.

(End of this chapter)