"Hello, senior, I am the legitimate disciple of Haotian Sect, Tang Er!"

Fang Xuan stood respectfully in front of Tang Chen with a smile, bowing to Tang Chen like a junior.

“???”

Tang San and Hu Liena widened their eyes and looked at each other, and they both saw a deep sense of doubt in each other's eyes. What the hell is this guy doing?!

"Tang Er? Your surname is Tang? Are you really a disciple of Haotian Sect?"

Hearing this, Tang Chen flapped his body, his eyes turned red, and he grabbed Fang Xuan's shoulder with some excitement, and asked the latter several questions in a series, looking so anxious.

"Look... this big black hammer is not the Haotian hammer, what is it?"

Fang Xuan smiled slightly, spread his right hand, and a pitch-black Haotian hammer rose from his palm. Although it was not as outrageous as Tang Chen's hammer, it was not small anymore.

"Haotian Hammer, it's really Haotian Hammer. You are really a disciple of my Haotian Sect! Good! Good! Good!" Tang Hao was ecstatic and patted Fang Xuan's shoulder desperately while laughing happily.

Who would have thought that he had just woken up and met a disciple of Haotian Sect. This was a coincidence. He didn't know how trapped in the City of Killing for many years. He was worried about the safety of his family. He quickly asked Fang Xuan: "Tang Er, tell me quickly, how is Haotian Sect going? Are everyone okay? Hao'er, Xiao'er has grown up!"

"Haotian Sect... Alas, Haotian Sect has been destroyed, and thousands of people have all been killed and slaughtered. Today, I am the only one left in Haotian Sect!"

Fang Xuan shook his head, looked sad, beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking extremely sad.

On the side, Tang San and Hu Liena were stunned when they listened to Fang Xuan’s serious nonsense. When they heard Fang Xuan say that Haotian Sect was destroyed? He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and couldn’t help it.

"Fang Xuan? You bastard? What are you talking nonsense..."

Tang San was angry and his eyes were staring into a bronze bell. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Fang Xuan directly? Prepare for a face-to-face confrontation? Exposing this guy's conspiracy.

But before Tang San could speak, Fang Xuan interrupted him first.

"Ha! You dog thief from the Spirit Hall, shut up, you don't have the say here!" Fang Xuan pointed at Tang San's nose? He started to curse.

Tang San: “…”

Hu Liena: "…"

"What's the matter with our Spirit Hall? I didn't say a word? Why is it a thief in our Spirit Hall?!" Hu Liena was speechless.

"So, when did I become a member of the Spirit Hall? Hum?" Tang San rolled his eyes in anger.

"Don't make a quibble, I have seen through your true identity, the son of the Pope of the Contemporary Spirit Hall - Bibisan!" Fang Xuan shouted immediately, which made Tang San's brain buzz.

Bibi San...

Fang Xuan? Your special mother Bibi San!

Tang San went crazy.

Hu Liena looked quietly from the side without saying a word?                                                        �

"What? Haotian Sect... Haotian Sect has perished? How could this happen!"

Tang Chen was shocked and heartbroken? He grabbed Fang Xuan's shoulder with both hands and asked quickly: "Where is that Hao'er? Is Tang Hao still alive?!"

Among the many juniors of Haotian Sect, his grandson Tang Hao is the most talented one? So he didn't even care about his own son, so he first asked Fang Xuan about Tang Hao's situation.

"Die, all dead, not even the ashes left!"

Fang Xuan said with a serious expression: "Now, I am the only one left in Haotian Sect! Only seedlings! The last hope of the entire sect!"

Tang Chen's eyes were red and his face was full of sadness. He gradually fell silent, and he could not accept the news of the destruction of Haotian Sect for a while.

"Great-Great-Grandpa, I can't support myself alone. It's impossible to revitalize the Haotian Sect, so... if you have any treasures and heritage, please leave them to me with confidence!" Fang Xuan said with a stern voice.

"Uh...ha?" Tang Chen was slightly stunned and looked at Tang Er with a strange look.

"So this is his purpose..."

Tang San and Hu Liena's lips twitched slightly. Looking at Fang Xuan, who was holding his hands to ask Tang Chen for treasure, couldn't help but sigh. There was nothing he could do with this guy.

From the moment they met this guy, they knew Fang Xuan's nature clearly. This guy was so greedy that he couldn't move his legs when he saw the treasure. He was attracted by Tang Chen's demigod status and wanted to get some good things from the latter.

Looking at Fang Xuan's hands that reached in front of him, Tang Chen fell into silence for a while. After hesitating for a while, he pulled into his arms and put a golden hammer into Fang Xuan's hand.

The golden hammer is inlaid with a black gem at both ends. The hammer body is shining like a bright star, and looks extremely exquisite.

"Child, this is the inherited token of our Haotian Sect. From now on, you will be the new leader of the Haotian Sect!"

“???”

Who wants your Haotian Sect’s broken token, give me the Shura Demon Sword!

Fang Xuan scratched his head and went crazy. His main purpose this time was to use the magical artifact Shura Demon Sword, a broken token of Haotian Sect. He really doesn't care about it now.

"Great-Great-Grandpa, Haotian Sect has been destroyed. What's the use of giving me the token of the sect leader? Can you give me practical treasures?!"

Fang Xuan glanced at the blood-colored demon sword in Tang Chen's hand, his eyes lit up, and he said with longing: "I want this Shura Demon Sword!"

"No!" Tang Chen shook his head.

"Forehead……"

Fang Xuan was speechless, thinking that your life span was almost gone, why was you still so stingy? He asked in confusion: "Why?"

"You already have that kind of magic weapon, and you don't need the Shura Demon Sword at all!"

Tang Chen looked at Fang Xuan's demon sword Hongyu seriously, and a deep fear appeared in his eyes. He paused and explained: "Besides, this Shura Demon Sword can only be owned by those who have passed the Shura God Test. If it has not reached the eighth test or above, even if I give you this sword, you will not be able to use it, so... give up."

Ahh?

Why can I hang a wall with Tang San, but I can't?!

After hearing Tang Chen's explanation, Fang Xuan felt so depressed. He changed his name and worshiped his ancestors. In the end, he worked in vain and did not come.

Then what's the use of this broken hammer?!

He threw the golden hammer to Tang San angrily and said angrily: "That's your great-grandson. You two grandfathers and grandsons will go and reminisce about the past. My grandson is very angry now. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Fang Xuan felt very unhappy when he failed to cheat the Shura Holy Sword as he wished. He walked aside and sulked, no longer delaying the recognition of the grandfather and grandson.

Tang Chen: “…”

Tang San: “…”
Chapter completed!