Starting from Douluo

Chapter 122 The Second Cold Silver Knife
Fifteen games and fifteen victories, this is Ling Bai's current record in the Hell Slaughtering Fields.Hu Liena won one more game than him.

For a month, Ling Bai and Hu Liena staggered their competitions and participated in one match every other day.Since they had just come to the Slaughtering Capital, although they had killed [-] strong players, they were still newbies in the Slaughtering Fields of Hell, so it was easy for them to gather ten people to compete.Similarly, there is still an endless stream of fallen people who attack and kill them.So far, more than [-] people have died in Ling Bai's hands, and Hu Liena killed no less than him.

Another life and death fight is about to begin.Hu Liena competed yesterday, today it's Ling Bai's turn.

Walking to the empty field in the center, Ling Bai looked around the surrounding stands, and easily saw Hu Liena.She is so conspicuous, with a seductive and beautiful face, a nearly perfect figure, and an amazing charm all over her body, which firmly attracts the attention of others like a magnet.

"There are a lot of people watching the battle today." Ling Bai's heart moved slightly, and he cast a warning look at Hu Liena while secretly vigilant.

In the previous 120 games, the largest number of spectators was only 300 people, but today, there are at least [-] people sitting in the stands.When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Hu Liena's eyes kept staring at Ling Bai in the empty field, and she immediately received the look that Ling Bai handed over. She glanced around with her beautiful eyes, and nodded slightly to Ling Bai.

The ten contestants are all standing on the playing field, each of them is far away from each other, and they are always on guard against each other.But this time, Ling Bai discovered that several of them were communicating with each other with their eyes, and Ling Bai was also the object of their communication.

"If you want to survive, let's do it together."

"kill."

Following two loud roars, eight people rushed towards a bald man in unison.There is only one explanation for this situation. That bald man has won a lot of games in the Hell Slaughtering Fields, and his ranking is extremely high, so high that it scares others, and makes others feel that they have no hope of surviving, so they rush forward.

In the killing field of hell, only one out of ten people can survive, and the competition must be divided into life and death, so every fallen person who comes out alive is a strong one.A strong man with a bald head is definitely the strongest among the strong.

Without the slightest hesitation, the triple thunder force was applied to both legs, and the whole body was ejected like a spring, and joined forces with the other eight people to attack the bald man.

Facing the siege of nine people, the bald man didn't panic at all, blood-red light appeared in his eyes, he grinned, and rushed head-on without avoiding it.

He was extremely fast, like a hunting beast, exuding a brutal and violent aura.When he charged forward, a layer of gray rock-like thing covered his skin, causing his already majestic body to double in size instantly.

This layer of rock skin is very hard, a fallen soul emperor swung a long knife and slashed on it, sparks flew everywhere in an instant, but did not leave even a mark.

With a bang, the strong Soul Emperor was knocked into the air by the bald man, and the scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking came from his body, and he didn't move when he hit the stands.

The bald man laughed loudly, and swung his big fan-like hand towards another fallen man.Suddenly, the face of the bald man changed slightly, and a black knife appeared in his left hand.

Dang, the moment the two weapons collided, a loud noise like thunder exploded.Ling Bai only felt a terrifying force surge out from the bald man's saber, it actually knocked him back six or seven steps, and his right arm went numb for a while.

For the first time, someone suppressed him in a competition of pure strength.

Ling Bai stared at the bald man with undisguised cold murderous intent rushing out of him.In the stands, Hu Liena was a little surprised, she had never seen Ling Bai like this, even when fighting Tang San, he didn't show such a strong murderous aura.

Following Ling Bai's gaze, Hu Liena's delicate body trembled.She saw a knife, a black knife.It has almost the same shape as the cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand, except that its width and length are one size larger.

"Is this knife..."

The ancestors of the Ling family forged two cold silver knives out of cold iron essence and deep sea sinking silver, one weighing two hundred catties and the other weighing five hundred catties.The light ones were in Ling Bai's hands, while the heavy ones were taken away by Ling Tian.Since childhood, Ling Bai has heard his mother mention this knife countless times, how could he admit his mistake?
What's more, just now when the triple thunder burst out, it is impossible for a weapon made of ordinary metal to be unscathed by the cold silver knife.

That's right, the black knife in the bald man's hand is the cold silver knife that Ling Tian took away.

The bald man also noticed Ling Bai. As a Contra and a power-type soul master, his power is very terrifying, and he has rarely met an opponent since he entered the killing capital.At this moment, he actually felt the threat from Ling Bai.A little soul king with a soul power of only over 50 brought him pressure.

"Pure physical strength..."

His eyes fell on the cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand, and the blood-red light in the bald man's eyes suddenly froze, and after a slight astonishment, murderous aura gushed out of his body instantly, abandoning others and rushing towards Ling Bai.

"Are you that person's cub? Interesting, if you kill the old one, the young one will also die in my hands. I will destroy your family."

"Destroy my family? Are you worthy?"

Ling Bai holds the saber in both hands, all the power is concentrated on the cold silver saber, and the precious saber made of the hardest metal in the world is trembling loudly.

The bald man was locked on by an extremely terrifying aura, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly surprised: "This kid is stronger than that person. We must not let him live."

"die!"

The muscles on both arms swelled, and the bald-headed man leaped up with incomparable momentum, smashing the mountain with all his strength and falling towards the top of Ling Bai's head.Contra's aura was unreservedly released, oppressing Ling Bai, making him unable to dodge.

"Ling Bai!" Hu Liena stood up abruptly, staring at the two in the arena with her beautiful eyes.

Strength is not dominant, and the level of soul power is too different, and he can't dodge it. It seems that Ling Bai has encountered a great crisis.But there was no panic on his face, he held the knife in both hands to meet the attack, trying to block the lore blow of the bald man.

To the surprise of those who watched the battle, the two seemingly powerful soul masters collided without making a sound.

The bald man felt that he had chopped on a ball of cotton, and the knife in his hand was deflected by a strange soft force.And the cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand slid past the opponent's sharp blade, cutting towards the bald man's abdomen.

Immediately, Hu Liena saw a very strange scene, the bald man seemed to have voluntarily bumped into Han Yindao.

The two poles of power in the soul master world, the overbearing and fierce Haotianzong, and the exquisitely controlled Lingjia.The Ling family's control over power has reached the peak.The use of power is ever-changing, rigid and soft, hard when it should be hard, and soft when it should be soft.

Three years ago, Ling Bai's fourth soul skill Golden Crocodile Dragon Diamond used soft strength to resist Jin Yu, his strength at that time was far worse than it is now.At this time, the strong force turned into soft force, and even the great strength of the powerful Contra was deflected.

In this regard, Ling Bai believes that he has surpassed his father Ling Tian, ​​and few ancestors of the Ling family can match him.

The soft strength attached to the cold silver knife instantly transformed into a strong force, and Sen Han's blade cut the bald man's stomach.

The two quickly passed by each other, and the bald man rushed forward a few steps before stopping, standing still.

(End of this chapter)