Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

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one year later.

The cold breath was suffocating, and a total of ten people slowly stepped into the **** killing field.

Hemingway is the third of these ten people. But he was the focus of attention of the other nine people. Sixty-seven times in the competition, naturally sixty-seven wins, this is Hemingway's current results. In the entire **** killing field, only two people had better results than him. One of them is Hu Liena, who has won 72 victories.

Everyone who comes here to participate, apart from the power to continue to survive in the killing capital, is most looking forward to a hundred victories. With the title of a hundred champions, you can permanently become a resident of the killing capital. In addition to not being able to leave here, I have a very high authority here. He can even become a guest of the King of Slaughter.

In the 67th battle, the lives of Hemingway had already exceeded a thousand. However, in the past two months, even after the game, no one has dared to attack him.

It's not that Hemingway didn't want to end a hundred battles quickly, but because as his winning matches increased, fewer and fewer people dared to fight when he participated in the killing game. It takes a few days to get ten people together. And it's still the case that the Killing Fields of Hell didn't disclose the specific time of his participation in advance.

Over the past year, Hemingway and Hu Liena have become star figures in the killing fields of hell. Hemingway in particular, achieved such a result in only one year, and he has been able to rank in the top ten since the establishment of the City of Killing.

Compared with when he first came here, Hemingway's expression had an extra layer of coldness, and even a faint **** breath was released on his body. On the surface, coldness, bloodthirsty, and cruelty have long been synonymous with him.

It is not for strong spirit power to defeat opponents. In Hemingway's hands, several opponents with spirit power exceeding level ninety have already died. The titled Douluo, who is majestic and majestic outside, is not uncommon here. A soul master without soul abilities is like a tiger without his minions.

What's more, Hemingway himself is even more terrifying like a killing machine!

The most memorable one was when Hemingway, who had destroyed two opponents with more than ninety levels of spirit power, walked out of the killing fields in **** and was immediately besieged by hundreds of people. The knife wound on him is unknown.

But in the end, all the hundred people died. And there is no bones left.

But Hemingway himself was unscathed, at best, his clothes were damaged and his body was stained with blood. For him, who is physically strong and has a navy six style. It's like a fish in water in this place.

After a while, he walked into the killing fields of **** again as if nothing had happened.

That day, no one dared to go to war. Within 24 hours of the killing fields of hell, there was no battle.

At that time, Hemingway became famous in the first battle, and his nickname in the Killing City is: King Shura!

At this time, the nine people who entered the field with Hemingway, of course, can't win only five games with him, because Hemingway has already led too many wins. I don't know whether it was Hu Liena deliberately avoiding it or the arrangement of the killing fields in hell. From beginning to end, Hemingway never met her.

Therefore, both of them are still alive. Here, Hu Liena also has a nickname, her nickname is the messenger of hell. At this time, of the nine people who walked into the killing fields of **** with Hemingway, three of them were already trembling all over, and the remaining six were all visceral.

When nine people were locked into the venue. Hemingway was surrounded at the center almost immediately. Because they knew that if Hemingway was not killed, none of them would survive.

There was a touch of blood red in the sky blue pupils. The cold, bloodthirsty murderous aura spread from Hemingway almost instantly.

This year, Hemingway's spirit power has hardly improved, but he believes that he now can completely defeat himself a year ago. Because his actual combat ability is no longer the same as before.

The main purpose of his coming here is to hone his murderous aura! And what is the role of murderous intent? ?

In fact, the main influence of murderous aura is not the opponent. But myself. It can put people aside from life and death, and can allow Hemingway to exert his strength to the greatest extent, even super-level performance.

It can even make Hemingway's shot faster! More decisive and destructive!

Possessing a strong murderous aura proves that the person had crawled out of the dead and had experienced too many life-and-death struggles. Even facing an opponent far stronger than himself, he didn't have the slightest timidity.

Murderous aura is a kind of aura. In some ways, it can be equated with courage. In other words, murderous spirit is the sublimation of courage.

Along the way, he has grown to the point he is now, and Hemingway has not experienced many battles, so he is more than domineering, but not murderous. In addition, his mermaid spirit is peaceful, which also affects him. But the ghost of the Netherworld White Tiger is tyrannical and fierce! It is suitable for practicing and growing here.

He has successfully cultivated the mermaid spirit. Now it is time to cultivate the second martial soul, and use the environment here to cultivate the ghost of the white tiger.

And only by constantly struggling on the edge of life and death, can we understand the true meaning of actual combat, and can also honed a killing energy that is enough to make people guilty!

Roaring and hissing, nine voices sounded from nine directions around Hemingway almost at the same time. The nine opponents pounced on him at the same time.

Looking suddenly in a certain direction, Hemingway was not looking at the opponent in front of him. But Hu Liena standing there in the dark corner of the audience at the Killing Fields of Hell.

For a year, Hu Liena has watched almost every game with Hemingway. But she found that she couldn't see through this man. From this man, she even felt unprecedented fear. It's not because of this man's understatement of murderous methods! But because of this man's perseverance, indifferent. The peace that is incompatible with this place!

Anyone who comes to the killing capital and struggles with death every day will fall with it. Especially men. Because under this huge pressure, everyone needs a way to ease. But Hemingway did not.

After the battle, he always went to a hut to practice. When he walked out of the hut, the only place he could go was the killing fields of hell. I don't know how many pornographic girls want to embrace the Shura King, but only Hemingway's cold murderous spirit greets them.

As early as when Hemingway won 20 victories, Hu Liena was sure that this man had the same purpose as himself. To exercise yourself. In the past, she always felt that her brother was the best man she saw, but now she has a second one. Even this person is much better than his brother!

Judging from his appearance and temperament, he is not much older than himself, and his handsome appearance is not temptation for corruption. Each trait deeply attracted Hu Liena.

There are many reasons why a woman likes a man. Hu Liena knew that she had fallen in love with this man. Although there was no communication after he had spoken to himself when he first came here on the first day. But she was still absolutely sure that she could not tolerate anyone in her heart except him.

While the thoughts in Hu Liena's mind were constantly surging, Hemingway in the venue moved. Nine people rushed from nine different directions, but they didn't disturb his mind in the slightest. His figure flickered like an illusion, and there was a sudden explosion from under his feet.

The six navy shave!

Hemingway's body flashed in front of an opponent who was shaking before. The next moment, the steel knife in that person's hand was already embedded in his neck.

Turn around, kick and dance between fingers.

One after another invisible Qi shot out!

This is an alternative use of the six-style finger gun. With a tyrannical physique, it erupts with terrifying vigor, and its lethality is also very amazing.

The piercing sound agitated.

The screams reminded one after another. Only three people can survive Hemingway's vigor. Not because they were able to dodge Hemingway's vigor, but because they both had an extra body of a previous companion in their hands, to be precise, a corpse.

Two sixty grades and one seventy grades. That is, two soul emperors and one soul saint. If they could use spirit abilities, these three people wouldn't be squeezed to the point of being so easy to solve it. But it is a pity that this is the capital of killing. Except for the soul abilities of the soul bone, all the soul abilities on the spirit master's spirit cannot be used. Obviously, these people in front of them didn't have such precious things as soul bones. Naturally, it will inevitably become a lamb to be slaughtered.

At this time, the remaining three people moved at the same time, all holding the corpse in one hand and the weapon in the other. Under the action of his own strong soul power, he rushed towards Hemingway from three angles. Their spirits have completely locked in the 67-win Shura King in front of them.

They know that victory or defeat is in one fell swoop, and there is only one chance.

Do you want to block my energies?

Oh, naive.

The reason why I use my breath is just that I don't want to get my hands dirty.

Since you want to fight me close to death. Then Lao Tzu will fulfill you!

Hemingway's figure flashed, no one could see how Hemingway moved, only three puffs were heard.

After three seconds, the battle stopped.

Hemingway's fingers have more sticky blood stains. This is not his own, but the opponent's. As for his opponents, there is already a **** blood hole on their foreheads, and blood rushes out of the brain mixed with blood.

At the end of the battle, Hemingway flicked his finger disgustingly, so he hated close hand-to-hand combat. Especially now that the armed color cannot be used, so that every person killed will be stained with blood. It was fishy and smelly, and annoying to death.

Take out a piece of white cloth from his arms and gently wipe the blood stains off his hands. He threw it away, then turned and left the scene.

Hu Liena's charming eyes flashed with special brilliance. Seeing Hemingway's understatement to solve the opponent's moment, her heart couldn't help but miss a beat, and her heart trembled.

What kind of person am I falling in love with? What I fell in love with, was his looks? His strength? Or everything he has?

Sixty-eight wins, this is the current result of Hemingway. He was close to Hu Liena again.

The killing capital, a dark and wide room.

It was an exceptionally huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on the chair. These crystals are outlined in a drum-shaped form. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"King Shura won another game." The cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the darkness, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, I could only vaguely see that this man was thin and long.

"The great king. Shall we start contacting him? The Slaughter City, it has been a long time since no real strong have joined."

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

"Although he can't see how many levels his spirit power is, I think at least in terms of skills, he is. King Shura was born to kill the capital. Especially his various melee skills are simply terrifying. It is Titled Douluo in the Slaughter City, and it is not his opponent without spirit abilities. I can be sure that there is at least one spirit bone in King Shura."

The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge the road to hell?"

"It will be a matter of time to complete a hundred games. But the road to hell, he might not be able to walk, right?"

The Slaughter King said coldly: "You don't need to touch him."

"Why? Great King, don't you want our City of Killing to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with the Wuhun Temple thousands of years ago. Who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"

The Slaughter King said coldly: "The Spirit Hall has no time to take care of us now. There was a guest before. Do you remember?"

"guest?"

"Yes. It's one of the only two killing gods in the world."

"Could it be that King Shura has something to do with the murderous god?" The cold female voice trembled a little.

The Slaughter King said faintly: "You guessed it wrong, the other woman is related to the Slaughter God. In this world, if it can truly threaten the Slaughter Capital, it is definitely not the Spirit Hall. It is these two. Killing gods. I can’t offend them either. It’s just that even though the Shura King has nothing to do with the killing gods~www.NovelMTL.com~, I can feel that this person is not easy. Maybe it’s because he has some hole cards left, and he brings me the slightest threat. Not weaker than the Killing God, so to be on the safe side. Let everything go with the flow. Although I don't want another Killing God to appear, I prefer to trust my instinct."

The icy female voice took a breath, "The great King of Slaughter, I am afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the Slaughter City. After all, every appearance of the God of Slaughter will be accompanied by one for the Slaughter City. The crisis of the killing. Isn’t there such instruction on the wall of the fable of the killing city? The killing **** is coming, **** disaster. The previous few times, every time the killing **** appeared, it caused the killing city to suffer heavy damage. If this time Really come again, I'm afraid..."

"Great King, how about this? We arrange the messengers of **** to face King Shura, if they are..."

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had been spit out from the eyes of the King of Slaughter. The surrounding air became thick and thick, and the thick **** smell was scattered everywhere, and the cold female voice suddenly made a sharp and miserable sound that was not like a human. Called, in the corner, a raised body trembled violently.

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