Douluo's Simulated Martial Soul

Chapter 122 No.90 Three Victories
These eight people were stimulated by Xing Tian's words.

Roaring, hissing, cursing, eight voices came from eight directions around Xing Tian almost at the same time.

These eight people rushed towards Xing Tian in a very tacit understanding.

"Hahaha! Come on! I'll send you on your way!" Xing Tian roared, and then rushed towards the Contra right in front of him!
"Don't even think about it!" Several roars suddenly came from behind Xing Tian.

But Xing Tiangeng ignored the roar behind him, and rushed straight ahead.

Suddenly, Xing Tian was punched hard on the back, and Xing Tian flew forward in an instant.

"Hahaha, thank you! Thank you!" Xing Tian yelled out a mouthful of blood in the air.

The Contra right in front of Xing Tian didn't expect Xing Tian to approach him quickly in this way, but he was also a person who had spent so many times in this hell killing field.

He charged up instantly, and waited for Xing Tian to fly over to give him a fatal blow.

But Xing Tian forcibly changed direction in mid-air and landed on the side of this Contra.

The moment he landed, Xing Tian rolled to the Contra's feet, and broke his calf with a punch.

When he fell, a dagger appeared in Xing Tian's hand and pierced directly into his neck.

"Bye!" Xing Tian whispered in his ear.

He didn't expect that Xing Tian would kill himself in such a embarrassing way. In his cognition, the strong have the dignity that belongs to the strong.

But what he met was Xing Tian. For Xing Tian, ​​dignity is worthless in the face of life and death. As long as it can kill people, any method is a good method.

After successfully killing one person, Xing Tian escaped from their encirclement.

After escaping from the encirclement, Xing Tian changed his usual style, and he actually started to wander around the arena.

"It seems that the boss doesn't have much confidence!" Ma Hongjun said looking at Xing Tian who was walking around in the field.

"Trust him, he won't let us down!" Qian Renxue said.

Huo Wu didn't speak, she hadn't spoken for a long time, in the past two years, Huo Wu had spoken very few times, but Qian Renxue could still see a trace of worry in her eyes.

"Hahaha, Mozun, are you scared? You're actually scared, hahaha! Where's your guts? Where's your courage? Don't you like head-to-head encounters the most?" They laughed maniacally when they saw Xing Tian wandering around in the arena.

Xing Tian ignored their verbal attacks. For Xing Tian, ​​as long as he can win, he doesn't have to lose face, because the only way to have face is to be alive.

They have been mocking Xing Tian and trying to anger Xing Tian with words.

In an instant, Xing Tian suddenly rushed towards the remaining Contra in the field.

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you!" The others had already understood Xing Tian's intentions, so they were faintly protecting the only Contra.

But when Xing Tian was about to rush to that Contra, he suddenly moved sideways and appeared beside the Title Douluo who was closest to him.

"Actually, my target is you!" Xing Tian's voice rang in his ears like a ghost demanding his life.

Then a gleaming dagger stuck into his back, and while he was in pain, cut his neck with a palm, breaking his trachea.

"!!!" The Title Douluo covered his neck in pain, and then slowly lost his breath.

After a successful blow, Xing Tian quickly left the battle, and then continued to dodge and swim around, waiting for the next opportunity!
In this way, after more than a dozen rounds, Xing Tian successfully dealt with another Contra, plus the original Contra and a Titled Douluo, Xing Tian had already killed three people.

But after killing three people, wounds of varying degrees appeared on Xing Tian's body, and blood instantly stained his clothes red.

"Happy! Hahaha!" Xing Tian laughed.

"If you're happy, then come here! Hahaha, don't you dare!" The remaining five people continued to mock Xing Tian!

Xing Tian ignored them, found an opportunity, and rushed up again, but this time it didn't work. Instead, they caught him, and all kinds of attacks fell on Xing Tian!

"Cough cough cough! Unexpectedly, you guys have become smarter!" Xing Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped his mouth and said.

"Come on, he's dying!" Someone shouted.

Xing Tian stood up slowly, and then the scarlet murderous aura began to surge on his body, and then Xing Tian suddenly disappeared from the field.

"Not good, defense!" The crowd shouted.

"Pfft!" came the sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh!

"Impossible! Isn't he already seriously injured? Impossible!" one of the Titled Douluo shouted loudly.

In fact, Xing Tian's current state is very delicate.

In one battle, Xing Tian discovered that the murderous aura could actually stimulate him to go berserk, but this runaway was not comprehensive, because the city of killing was suppressed by soul skills, so Xing Tian could use the murderous aura to stimulate a little runaway, which is already very good.

"Everything is possible!" Xing Tian's voice appeared in the ear of this Titled Douluo!

After a few more rounds, Xing Tian finally killed everyone, and he was a little out of strength. This state was forcibly triggered to go berserk, so the consumption of the body was very high, even Xing Tian couldn't maintain it for a few minutes!

"Win!" Ma Hongjun said after Xing Tian killed everyone.

"He has never let us down!" Qian Renxue said lightly.

"Demon Lord! Demon Lord!" A voice came from the auditorium!

Xing Tian didn't care about the voices of these people at all, they were cheering so much now, but once Xing Tian had a decline, they would attack them together!
"93 games, I won!" Xing Tian came to the auditorium and said to Qian Renxue and the others.

"Congratulations!" Qian Renxue said.

"I guess, there will not be many people willing to compete with me in the next competition, so I am going to take a break for a period of time, you come here during this time!" Xing Tian said lightly!

"it is good!"

Then Xing Tian walked into a small room in the killing field of hell, which was specially arranged for Xing Tian.

"The remaining games should be very difficult!" Xing Tian muttered to himself in the room.

"But no matter what, I have to complete the hundred games, and no one can stop me!" Speaking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Xing Tian's eyes.

In the capital of killing, in a dark and spacious room.

An extraordinarily huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple two-color crystals, these crystals outline a drum tower-like shape, except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"The Mozun won another game." A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure was sitting on the huge chair. In the darkness, his appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could only vaguely see that this person was tall and thin.

(End of this chapter)