Chapter 116 Funina is angry.
"He got away."
Funina angrily slapped the city wall.
"Who's that guy in red? He's so annoying, daring to steal someone from your turf!"
Navilette withdrew her hand.
His expression remained calm.
"It's alright."
"Now that the sins have been exposed, wherever you flee is a prison."
"and."
"The judgment is not only on the body, but also on the honor and the soul."
Navelette looked up.
Look up at the enormous canopy in the sky.
It was as if his words were being confirmed.
at this time.
Tang San, who was already thousands of miles away, had managed to survive despite losing an arm.
He collapsed on a desolate mountain.
Looking at the still clearly visible sky, the resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing.
This is it.
He ruined everything!
It ruined his carefully cultivated public image, destroyed his family, and destroyed his love!
"Fake!"
"It's all fake!"
Tang San, no longer caring about his image, roared hysterically at the sky.
"I am innocent!"
"I didn't scheme against Xiao Wu!"
"This canopy is evil! Someone is deliberately trying to harm me!"
"It distorts the facts! It takes things out of context!"
"I, Tang San, am upright and honest, and my love for Xiao Wu is as clear as day!"
"You bunch of fools, why would you rather believe a broken screen than me!"
Tang San's voice.
Through a special soul tool, or with the blessing of divine power.
It actually spread to a certain extent.
He tried to make a last-ditch effort.
They tried to salvage a sliver of dignity that didn't even exist through words.
However.
Tianmu didn't even bother to refute it.
Its response was simple and blunt.
Boom!
A bolt of purple lightning struck down from the sky without any warning.
This is no ordinary lightning.
This is divine punishment.
Precise.
Ruthless.
Tang San, who was roaring at that moment, suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards.
A burnt smell spread throughout my body.
"ah!!!"
Tang San screamed again.
His last remaining clothes turned to ashes in an instant.
His entire body was cleaved open, his skin torn and his hair standing on end, emitting black smoke.
If it weren't for the protection of the Asura God's power...
This lightning strike was enough to obliterate him.
This is the response.
That's the truth.
Under the cover of heaven, there is no room for excuses.
On the mainland, everyone who witnessed this scene fell silent.
What followed was even more intense ridicule.
"Hahaha, this is hilarious! Did Tang San get struck by lightning?"
"Even God couldn't stand it anymore."
"You still dare to curse the Heavenly Curtain? Don't you even know who gave out this reward? That's the power that can make someone reach level 100 and become a god!"
"It's confirmed, Tang San is a complete scoundrel."
Just when the whole continent was watching Tang San make a fool of himself.
The scene on the sky changed again.
The shot that had been fixed on Tang San's charred face slowly zoomed out and then disappeared.
Instead.
It was a line of brand new, large characters.
Golden hook and iron stroke.
It exudes an extremely sharp sword intent.
[Power Ranking Updated]
[Memorable scene: Qi Sha loses his arm, man and sword become one]
Main character: Sword Dao Chenxin
[Related Characters: Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, Tang San]
I saw this line of text.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
He subconsciously touched his empty right sleeve.
There.
There once was a hand that held a sword.
"Uncle Jian..."
Ning Fengzhi sat to the side, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Tang San was on the run.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw this title.
An even stronger sense of unease than before instantly enveloped my entire body.
Do we still need to take inventory?
Is it going to be exposed again?
Just how far will this sky curtain go before it stops?!
The screen lights up.
It was a pitch-black night.
Flames shot into the sky.
The shouts of battle were deafening.
That was the headquarters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
That night.
The Spirit Hall launched a surprise attack on the three upper sects.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is facing annihilation.
In the center of the image.
An old man in white robes held the Seven Kill Sword, a weapon that struck fear into the hearts of the entire Soul Master world.
One man and one sword.
They stood in front of the sect.
He was opposite.
There were four terrifying figures.
Serpent Spear Douluo, Porcupine Douluo, and two other Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall.
Four against one.
A desperate situation.
"Chen Xin! Today is your death day!"
The Serpent Spear Douluo laughed wildly, and the serpent spear in his hand transformed into thousands of venomous snakes, swarming in from all directions.
Chen Xin remained silent.
His eyes were fixed only on the sword.
That battle.
The battle was so fierce it caused the heavens and earth to collapse.
The entire mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was almost completely leveled.
With his level 96 soul power, Chen Xin fought against four titled Douluo.
Every sword strike carries an indomitable spirit.
He was burning his soul power.
He was burning his life.
For the sect behind him, for his loved ones.
He cannot back down.
puff!
finally.
Two fists can't beat four hands.
In a heartbreaking tearing sound.
Chen Xin's right arm, which was holding the sword, was severed cleanly at the root.
Fresh blood gushed out.
It stained his white clothes red.
All the Soul Masters who witnessed this scene couldn't help but clench their fists.
It was too tragic.
It was so tragic.
Is this the spirit of Sword Douluo?
However.
Chen Xin in the picture did not fall down.
on the contrary.
At the moment he lost his right arm.
An unprecedented divine light burst forth in his eyes.
A severed arm.
The sword was not broken.
The Seven Kill Sword that had fallen did not hit the ground.
Instead, a clear and melodious sword cry rang out in the air.
Then.
It transformed into a streak of light, hovering behind Chenxin.
A sharp aura, several times more terrifying than before, erupted from Chen Xin's body.
Level 97!
On the brink of life and death.
In the pain of incompleteness.
Chen Xin actually broke through.
Man and sword become one!
He doesn't need his hands to hold the sword.
Because he himself is the sharpest sword.
"roll!"
Chen Xin shouted loudly.
The Seven Killings Sword Intent behind him surged instantly, transforming into a giant sword aura a hundred meters long, which swept out horizontally.
This sword strike.
They forced back four titled Douluo.
This sword strike.
They preserved the last spark of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The image freezes on Chen Xin standing proudly atop the ruins, his white robes stained with blood, his severed arm dripping with blood, yet still as upright as a pine tree.
Countless people were moved to tears.
"What a Sword Douluo!"
"This is a true powerhouse!"
"Although he lost an arm, his aura is even stronger than before!"
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is truly fortunate to have such a guardian deity."
People are full of praise.
I admire you.
This is indeed a scene worthy of being recorded in history.
This is a glorious moment for Sword Douluo.
but.
The curtain of light did not end there.
The art style suddenly changed.
The originally tragic and passionate background music suddenly turned gloomy and somber.
Scene transition.
It is no longer a battlefield.
Instead, it was a luxuriously decorated secret room.
That was the temporary base of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School after its survival.
Three people appeared in the picture.
Ning Fengzhi, Gu Doulu Ancient Banyan.
as well as...
That familiar figure.
Tang San.
(End of chapter)