Douluo: I have a marriage contract with Xiao Wu

Chapter 182 Hell Killing Field
The woman in black gauze didn't know what to say at this moment.

Looking at Ye Muyang was full of surprise.

"Don't look at me so obsessively, I'm not a good person.

Taking advantage of women is my usual tactic. "

Ye Muyang turned his head and said calmly with a clang as the blade was sheathed.

"Sir, if necessary, I still want to remind you that active provocations will not be protected by the killing capital.

Especially in the killing fields of hell within. "

Regardless of other things, the black-veiled woman tirelessly reminded her.

Ye Muyang didn't take it seriously, and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, there were several exclamations from around.

"Thousand-Handed Asura is challenging again. If this goes on, he is probably not far away from Yusheng."

"Yeah, yeah, it's very exciting!"

Excited and thrilled.

In this city of killing, the more ruthless a person is, the more respected he is, but it is more accurate to say that he should be feared.

Ye Muyang is well aware of this, and besides, there is no restriction at all here, the capital of killing is more like a prison, where countless vicious and vicious people are imprisoned, so there is no need to show mercy.

Hearing this, Ye Muyang also became interested.

I haven't seen Tang San for a long time, I don't know if Tang San is living well now.

"Take us in and have a look."

Then he said to the woman in black veil.

The woman in black yarn didn't hesitate, she was not only afraid, but also looking forward to seeing how many consecutive victories Ye Muyang could have in the killing field of hell.

This young man in front of her seems to be stronger than that Thousand-Handed Asura, she thought in her heart.

Entering the interior, there are shouts in the ears.

There are specific rules in the killing field of hell, ten people go up to each battle, and one out of ten survives.

After the black yarn woman finished processing, she led Ye Muyang and the others into the room.

The Hell Slaughtering Field is more cruel than the inner city. Although there are only killings on the ring here, the blood pervades the entire arena, and every inch of the ground has been soaked in blood.

The people inside are more bloodthirsty monsters than human beings. Everyone has indifference on their faces, and their eyes are shining with a strange light towards blood.

The three of Ye Muyang attracted most of the attention as soon as they entered.

"Hahaha, look at that, that person actually has a guy with him."

The already noisy hell killing field became even more noisy at this moment.

Some people looked at Ye Muyang interestingly. It was the first time they had brought a five or six-year-old child into such a place.

"Boy, did you get kicked in the frontal lobe by the big wild donkey?"

"Hahaha, I don't think he was kicked in the frontal lobe, but in the back of the head."

Immediately began to roar with laughter.

"Jie Jie, there is a fresh Bloody Mary again, such a small child, I don't know what it tastes like."

The sound of yin and yang made many people shudder.

"Old monster, I've taken a fancy to this kid, if you dare to touch it, I'll chop your dick!"

As soon as the cold voice fell, an old but high-spirited voice sounded from the side.

"It turned out to be the old ghost of the sky demon and Mr. Hu!"

Someone recognized the two and started whispering.

The person with that cold voice was the Heavenly Demon and Old Ghost they were talking about. His red eyes were full of turbidity, and their narrow and narrow eyes revealed a coldness. The black eye sockets formed a stark contrast with his pale face, and his lips were even more blood red. Tuo is a bit like the vampire in Ye Muyang's impression.

And that Mr. Hu is wearing a generous robe, and his gestures are full of power. Such a person is undoubtedly a person who pays attention to physical fitness like Tai Long, and such a person is very popular in places like the Slaughtering Capital where soul skills cannot be used. .

The cruelty in the eyes of Tian Yao and the old ghost flickered a few times, but he dared not give in under the oppression of Mr. Hu's force.

At this moment, the face of the old ghost of the sky demon changed slightly, and he turned and left immediately.

The killing field in hell is no different than the outside. The old ghost, the sky demon, knows very well that he has been here for so long, and he knows that no one here is kind.

And Ye Muyang just cast a glance at the two of them, and sat down safely.

Seeing that Ye Muyang was following the woman in black gauze, Mr. Hu didn't move forward rashly, but his tiger eyes were already fixed on Ye Muyang and the three of them.

"What is the identity of this person?"

After a while, Ye Muyang asked the woman in black gauze.

The woman in black yarn didn't hide it either, although she really wanted to know how strong Ye Muyang was, and if she provoked that old man Hu, she would probably stand up with Ye Muyang in a group of tigers, but as the envoy of the King of Slaughter, she couldn't do that. At least within these twelve hours, she couldn't.

"People here basically don't use their real names, most of them are titles.

And this person called himself Tiger King, because of his age, outsiders prefer to call him Mr. Tiger.

These people here like to be kings and overlords, but in fact, most of their strength is just like that. "

At the end, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the black-veiled woman.

In her opinion, this kind of dying old guy is actually useless.

"Looks like I'm going to get a title too."

Ye Muyang said lightly.

The black-veiled woman was a little speechless, and she disdained this behavior of following suit.

"I want it too, it's called Blood Blade! It's quite appropriate here."

Miyamoto Scarlet looked around, with excitement in her eyes.

Where does Japan have such a place, this is the real trial place!
Ah Fu frowned, and seemed to be thinking of a rather domineering-sounding name for himself.

"Sir, titles don't matter, strength is fundamental.

Just like King Shura on the field.

He calls himself King Shura, but everyone likes to call him Thousand Hands Shura. "

The woman in black gauze opened her mouth quickly, drawing the attention of the three of them to the arena of the battle.

At this moment that Thousand Hands Asura Tang San was anxious with the other nine people.

Those nine people were very purposeful, they jointly deal with Tang San alone, but Tang San didn't have the slightest fear.

The unique skills of the Tang Sect are very exquisitely used, the phantom is fascinated by the steps, controlling the crane and catching the dragon, and pushing the window to look at the moon unfolds in an instant.

Holding the Haotian Hammer in his hands, he hit the ground violently, knocking nine people into the air, and then it was the Tang Sect's unique skill of phoenix leading the nine chicks, and the nine people were instantly killed.

Death is their destination, and the drawing of blood after death is also a whipping for their eternal life.

A battle is enough to be called exciting, and time flies by unconsciously.

"Master, this person will be just like us!"

Ah Fu said in surprise.

"Yes, it's the same.

After watching so much, what have you learned? "

Ye Muyang asked.

"Understood a little."

Alfred said thoughtfully.

Ye Muyang nodded, the purpose of bringing Ah Fu here is also one of them.

"Look, that is the Hell Envoy, she will basically be present in every battle of King Shura.

This is how strong people will cherish each other. "

Ye Muyang looked at Hu Liena with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)