Douluo's Ultimate Knife

Chapter 95

In Mad Pig's view, the hug and kill that was inevitable was missed. He only felt his shoulders sink, and Song Que had already jumped on top of him.

Mad Pig grabbed it upwards with both hands, but was easily dodged by Song Que.

"too slow."

Song Que came behind Mad Pig, and the Doom Knife pierced the back of his neck directly, and the tip of the knife protruded from his throat.

With one foot on the back of the mad pig, he pulled out the Misfortune Knife, and hooked off a large piece of flesh with the barbed back of the knife.

The audience cheered excitedly.

"Sword ghost."

"Sword ghost."

"Knife……"

"It's beautiful, it's so beautiful. It's such a neat blow. Should our Daogui players take advantage of the victory and continue to challenge?" The host is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, even those who don't have the idea of ​​continuing to challenge may be persuaded by him.

"challenge!"

"challenge!"

……

Before Song Que could speak, the audience began to answer for him.

It happened that the battle just now wasn't even a warm-up, and Song Que planned to continue the challenge.

After that, Song Que won another eight games in a row. Those opponents were just weak soul kings, and Song Que didn't need a second blow to deal with them.

Song Que, who had won nine games in a row, did not choose to continue to challenge Cheng Wang Zhan, but returned to the staff to sign up for the cage fight. This time, the staff's attitude was much better.

After paying ten cups of the Bloody Mary rewarded by Cheng Wang Zhan, Song Que entered the waiting area and waited for other people to sign up.

Perhaps the ten cups of Bloody Marys were not attractive enough, Song Que waited in the waiting area for more than three hours.

Hearing someone call him to enter, Song Que gently stroked the blade of the E-Ming Dao.

The arena of the fight in the cage was as big as Cheng Wangzhan and the three before. After careful inspection, Song Que found that the arena was covered by an unknown wire mesh.

It was so thin that even if you didn't observe it carefully, Song Que didn't doubt its sharpness at all.

Four to fifty people in the cage net were already waiting inside.

When they entered the cage, there was no one to preside over it, and four or fifty people attacked Song Que with their own methods.

Unprepared for a while, Song Que hurriedly dodged and was still injured by these people. Fortunately, his physical strength was only some superficial injuries.

The eyes of the Doom Sword opened angrily, and Song Que could see all the flaws of these people. Without the soul power to protect the body, even Contra was just a warrior with extremely strong endurance and outstanding strength.

Participating in a cage fight for the first time, the staff at the Dianjiangtai did not arrange too strong opponents for Song Que, and the strongest among the four fifty was only at the level of the Soul Emperor.

Moreover, these people fought on their own without any cooperation at all. Song Que said that it would not be difficult to deal with these people.

"Don't struggle anymore. My knife is coated with a poison I prepared myself. Even a thousand-year-old soul beast can be poisoned instantly. How long can you last?" A man with a stooped figure and a wretched smile licked himself. Right hand grabbing the scimitar.

Song Que didn't want to talk to such a disgusting person, so he decided to use a knife to communicate with him.In the meantime, he lowered his body and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

With a single swing of the knife, the two people beside the wretched man were killed instantly.Song Que's footsteps did not stop, and he left an afterimage on the ring with only the strength of his body.

The blood-red blade of the high-speed Doom Knife dragged out a long red light in the field, and the opponents in the field were strung together by the red light.

When Song Que stood firmly in the center of the ring again, the red light slowly disappeared, and a line of blood appeared on the opponent's neck, with the same depth and length.

Blood spurted out along the bloodline like a shower, dyeing the entire arena red.

Although the feedback this time was not as much as yesterday's, it still made Song Que feel particularly enjoyable.

Under the astonished eyes of the audience, Song Que left the ring and came to the staff to collect his spoils.

"So fast?" The staff member didn't watch the match. It's not that he has never seen the champion win, but it's really uncommon for Song Que to end the battle so quickly.

Taking back the spoils from the staff, and counting what he bet on, Song Que had a total of 57 bloody marys after the cage fight.

Song Que sipped a glass of Bloody Mary as he walked, to see if he could attract those secret people out.

Sure enough, after seeing Bloody Mary, the breath of the two people was a little unstable, which was exposed to Song Que's perception.

The Misfortune Knife suddenly appeared in his hand and was thrown towards a corner. There was a short scream from the corner.

A woman with long armored arms silently touched Song Que's back like a cat. Before she could continue her next move, she felt a coolness on her neck, and the slender blue blade rested on her shoulder.

Catwoman quickly put her hands behind her back, and the ten long armor quickly shortened.

"Does your lord need servants? He is very obedient and can do anything." Catwoman deliberately puffed up her chest in front of Song Que, and looked at Song Que with winking eyes.

Song Que suddenly grabbed Catwoman by the neck and lifted her up with one hand.

"I'm afraid you are not as obedient as you said." Song Que grabbed her hand hidden behind her, and the armor that Catwoman had hidden before reappeared.

This catwoman was trying to confuse Song Que to attack again, but Song Que saw through it at a glance.During the time when he was blind, Song Que was used to using mental power to investigate.

The movements that Catwoman thinks are well hidden have already been shown in Song Que's vision without blind spots.

Song Que didn't have any bad taste in torturing women. Although this catwoman's capital was proud, she was not as good as that person.

The figure of Huafeng flashed in his mind, and a touch of tenderness appeared in the eyes of Song Que who let go of the murderousness in the city of killing.

Catwoman who was mentioned saw the change in Song Que's expression, thinking that he would let her go, and felt lucky in her heart.

click.

After a crisp sound, Catwoman's head drooped limply, with disbelief on her face, which was completely different from what she thought.

Throwing the corpse in his hand aside, Song Que looked around, his peeping eyes began to shrink.

Solving these two troubles casually, Song Que quickly walked back to the residence to refine his qi and blood. Although the qi and blood were not enough for him to break through, cultivation was a process of accumulating little things.

A few candles flickered in the central hall of the Slaughter City, and a tall and burly figure sat on a throne in the shadows, with a broadsword in his hand that seemed to be flowing with blood.

The door of the main hall opened suddenly, and a group of black and red crows flew in, and they turned into Lilith beside the burly figure's throne.

"Wang, a person came to the city recently. According to my subordinates' observation, he has the potential to become a god of killing, and his killing intent is far stronger than those two."

Lilith whispered in the Slaughter King's ear, and Song Que was unsurprisingly mentioned in her mouth.

"Oh? How many games has King Cheng won against him?"

"He fought nine consecutive games without a break, winning all nine games, and then fought in a cage."

Hearing Lilith say that that person only participated in nine battles to become king, she felt that she was making a fuss over a molehill.

"Don't waste too much time on him, focus on those who have won the title, the city of killing does not allow a third killing god beyond my control."

(End of this chapter)