Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 137 Nightmare Comes, God of Slaughter
There was a snap.

A tall and strong man not far from Fang Xu stood up and kicked the seat in front of him.

Picking up the machete on the seat, the man threw his arms around his partner, leaned against her neck, and greedily sucked the fragrance of his partner's body.

Then, with a knife in her hand, wow, with a knife, blood gushed out along her neck!

The woman covered her neck with disbelief on her face...

She never thought that she would be beheaded so easily by a man who has always loved her so much.

You know, with her extraordinary beauty, she had long thought that she had completely conquered this rough Northwest man, and if he let him go east, he would go east, and if he let him go west, he would go west.

However, only now did she know that, from the beginning to the end, she was just a dispensable plaything
Uther licked the blood stains on the blade, spat at the body of the pretty blonde girl on the ground, and said fiercely, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking,"

"In this world, self-righteous men and self-righteous women are so annoying."

"In your next life, don't try to control a man. Men are far more vicious and smarter than you think."

"Hahaha"

Accompanied by Uther's violent and rough laughter, ten contestants entered the center of the ring back and forth.

On the arena, Fang Xu glanced around, his heart trembled slightly,
Among these ten players, including Uther who killed his partner just now, there are actually three players who are above Soul Sage.

Although these people didn't know each other, it seemed that they came here after seeing their target.

There are also five people with average standards, average soul power levels, and even average standing positions.

It's not like a soul master who is good at fighting at all, but like a group of soul masters who are sent to death.
"Let's start," the referee shouted, and several people on the field quickly moved.

This kind of battle starts with the elimination of the strongest, so that everyone can have something to play, and among the ten people, the strongest is Uther who saw it in his hand.

Five sword lights flew up one after another, aiming directly at Uther.
Uther grinned grimly, held the knife in both hands, and took a deep breath
Dang, there was a heavy sound, and the machete drew a silver light, and the five knife lights naturally dispersed.

Uther's knife style didn't stop there, he swung around his tall body with a knife, and then, with a whoosh, the blade swept across, directly cutting the person in front of him in two.

Then, Uther kept on stepping, just a few ups and downs, and none of the five soul masters who besieged him at first were dead.

There are still two soul saints, one soul emperor, Fang Xu and Uther left in the ring.

"It seems that your target is me." Uther glanced at the soul sage and soul emperor who were ready to go, the expressions of those people were suffocated, and the hands holding the handle of the knife unconsciously clenched a little bit.

"Don't worry, I will play with you slowly. Next, I will solve this little boy first."

Uther inserted the machete into the middle of the ring, and kept jumping back and forth with his feet one after the other.

"Thousand Jun Fist" Uther yelled loudly, and his right hand, which contained intense soul power, more than doubled in an instant.

A critical blow, this is not a soul skill, it is just a boxing skill that condenses the soul power in the hand, it is not as miraculous as a soul skill at all.

There was a "poof", the sound was very soft, as if someone affectionately slapped the dust off the shoulders of another person.

This was the strange feeling that Uther's Fist of Thousand Weights landed on Fang Xu's shoulder.

Thousand Jun Fist has a similarity with Feng Xiaotian's self-created soul skill and Haotian School's Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique, they are both superimposed use of power~!

However, when Uther hit Fang Xu's body, it seemed as if he was helping him pat the dust off his shoulders.

Of course, it's impossible to be so powerless, so when Fang Xu retracted his fist, Fang Xu's clothes were torn,
However, where the clothes floated up, there was no red or other abnormal colors.

"It's weird." Uther's expression moved slightly, and he stepped on the ground with his left foot. Under this step, the wolf fur boots shattered into silk without any accident, and a strange gap appeared on the hard ground of the ring.

Such a strong force...

"Huo Huo Huo" counted thousands of fists, which landed on Fang Xu's body one after another,

Suddenly, Fang Xu's clothes were severely damaged, and the torn pieces of clothes fluttered in the air like butterflies.

A few clear fist marks instantly appeared on the surface of his body, but they failed to penetrate deeply.

"Is it enough?" Fang Xu's clothes were shredded by the successive attacks, Fang Xu didn't even change his expression.

"Fuck, it depends on whether your body is stronger or my knife is stronger." Uther's face changed, and he stepped back a few steps. With his right hand reaching out, he had already held the machete inserted in the middle of the ring in the palm of his hand.

In the next step, Uther snarled, and the machete in his hand contained the momentum of Mount Tai, and chopped down directly towards Fang Xu's body.

"Bang." A huge crack sounded.

On the field, a huge figure maintained a slashing posture and staggered forward.

At this moment, his right hand holding the knife had drooped.
Probably except for those judges, few people could clearly see what happened.

Before Uther's blade fell, Fang Xu's fist came first, hitting his right shoulder with a punch, directly smashing his shoulder and arm!

"What a waste," Fang Xu stepped forward with easy steps, and raised his right hand again. This time, the target was Uther's left hand, followed by his right leg, and his left leg
Only when Uther's limbs showed a strange twist and was placed on the ring, did everyone know Fang Xu's horror.

A master of Contra level, he has no ability to resist at all under his command.

For vicious people, Fang Xu never felt that there was any burden in his heart to torture and kill. He punched Uther's heart, and the rest of the people were already trembling with fear under the overwhelming killing intent.

"Don't get entangled anymore," Fang Xu said with a cruel smile on his lips, "Let's go together..."

Killing capital, dark and wide room.

The most eye-catching thing in the room is an extraordinarily huge chair, which is inlaid with this blue and purple two-color crystal.

These crystals outline a drum-like shape, except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"My lord, a new guest has arrived in the capital of killing." A cold female voice sounded in the gloom.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.

In the dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only vaguely see that this person was tall and thin.

"Great king, next, shall we start contacting him? It has been a long time since there has been a real strong man in the capital of killing."

"Do you think he is really strong?" The tall man sitting on the chair asked nonchalantly.

The female voice fell silent. After a long while, she looked up at the King of Slaughter and said, "King, I think he is indeed a real strong man."

"At least, with my strength, I can't find out the real cultivation level of the other party. Moreover, I can feel that his cultivation level will definitely not be lower than the previous two killing gods."

"Oh," the Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge Hell Road?"

The female voice seems to be very sure to answer: "I believe, he can"

(End of this chapter)