Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

"This is the entrance to the Killing Fields of Hell. In [-], I now officially announce to you that your protection period has ended!" After taking a deep look at Yang Pojun, the woman in black once again showed a complicated look.

"What should come will always come, and what should be faced will be faced sooner or later. Thank you for your explanation along the way!" Yang Pojun nodded, took a deep breath, and then looked up at the rather special building in front of him.

From the appearance, this hell killing field is circular as a whole, or to be more precise, it is a non-standard cone.

The pitch-black exterior gives people an extremely depressing feeling. The two open doors look like a ferocious beast opening its mouth, waiting for all prey that falls into the trap.

"The rules of the Hell Killing Fields are very simple. Just sign up with your ID card. In addition, after entering, while waiting for the competition, you are not allowed to do anything in private. Ten people appear at one time. No matter what method you use, as long as you Killing the other nine people is considered a victory. Well, this is the general situation in the Killing City. Your protection period is over, and it’s time for me to go back and resume my life. I wish you good luck..." After that, the woman in black sighed. Tone, turn around and leave.

"Hey...wait!"

"Huh? [-], what else is going on?"

"Uh...um...where do I live?"

"Have you forgotten what I told you? The Killing City is a place without rules..."

Oh... In other words, I can live wherever I want, provided that the original owner is ransacked and sent to the crematorium...

After the woman in black left, Yang Pojun was holding a glass of blood and was about to enter the killing field of hell. Suddenly, a bad premonition came into his heart...

Is there an ambush?

With a sudden shiver in his heart, Yang Pojun retreated without leaving a trace, his mental power instantly spreading like ripples in all directions.

Soon, the "scenery" around me was reflected back to my mind!

Hiss...there is indeed an ambush...

On the far wall, a thin man lowered his figure and climbed on it, staring closely at the entrance to the Hell Killing Fields.

In the shadow of the corner, a burly man stuck his head out, his eyes teasing, and he was holding a broad-backed machete with a cold light in his hand.

Farther away, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face was bare-chested and his back was exposed. His eyes were fierce and his soul power was concentrated in preparation...

"It's not for me..."

His mental power passed over these various people with malicious intentions. Yang Pojun did not act rashly. He turned around and hid under the corner on the other side and became a crowd.

"Well... these people should be heading for someone inside. Their purpose is self-evident. Just like the woman in black said, they are probably hunting for the next potential threat they may encounter... …”

Sure enough, not long after waiting, when a strong man dripping with blood walked out of the killing field of hell, these people moved at the same time...

Almost at the same time, several people pounced on the strong man in unison, and the strong man seemed to be prepared. The martial spirit possessed him instantly, and he fought with them while laughing wildly.

Several people fought together in a melee, using all kinds of moves and techniques, without any regard for martial ethics, just to kill each other as quickly as possible!

"Soul Saint?"

Squinting his eyes, Yang Pojun instantly judged his cultivation level from the fluctuations of soul power emanating from the strong man's body...

Two soul kings, one soul emperor, and a soul saint were actually fighting inextricably...

Well, this is also in the killing city. Otherwise, if they were outside, these three people would not be allowed to be pressed to the ground and rubbed?

The battle ended quickly. Although he could not use soul skills, in the end the strong man still single-handedly suppressed the enemy who tried to attack him. However, although the attacker was killed, the strong man was already at the end of his strength.

The strong man took a deep breath and was about to leave when another person rushed out from the shadows...

This time, the miracle did not happen...

Sure enough, the truly terrifying thing in this place is not the enemies in the Hell Killing Fields.

But after the game, when you are at your weakest, you have to face constant sneak attacks.

Looking at the strong man who died with hatred, Yang Pojun couldn't help but be more vigilant in his heart. If he wanted to get out, he would inevitably have to participate in the competition in the Hell Killing Fields.

Then, what happened to the strong man is a lesson for him.

Hmm... But fortunately, I am a bad guy. The passive effect of the fourth soul ring is devouring. With this bug, I don't have to worry about dying from exhaustion...

In addition, during this battle, Yang Pojun also discovered one thing, that is, the three people just had a chance to kill the strong man. However, it was a pity that although they attacked at the same time, not only did they not cooperate at all, they even , each other was also guarding against each other, and finally allowed the strong man to take advantage...

However, when I think about it, I feel relieved. After all, in a place like this, there is no trust between people. Everyone except themselves is the enemy...

In other words, even if I encounter a siege in the future, I can easily break out of the siege by taking advantage of their mutual distrust...

This is a good thing…

With the end of the battle, calm returned to the Hell Killing Fields. The numb people did not care about the corpses under their feet. They stepped on the blood and walked back to the Hell Killing Fields with cups of scarlet blood.

Following the flow of people, Yang Pojun also walked in.

There was a huge container at the door. A man in black stood beside it and looked at everyone who came in expressionlessly. He poured the blood into it like a cat and a tiger, and then Yang Pojun continued to move forward.

Compared to the magnificent buildings outside, the inside of the Hell Killing Fields looks particularly low. In the middle is a ring with a diameter of [-] meters, surrounded by simple viewing seats.

At this time, there were not many people watching the game. There were about a hundred people sitting here and there in the Nuo University venue.

And inside the venue, scenes of human tragedy were being staged. There were ten people and seven corpses in the ring, and only the last three people were left fighting for survival.

Hiss...why are these people so weak...

With his mental power released, Yang Pojun quickly saw the strength of the remaining three people, two soul emperors, one soul king...

However, what made Yang Pojun a little puzzled was that these people obviously had powerful soul power, but they did not have the posture of a strong man at all.

It's as if these three people are obviously holding an AK47, but they are using it as a fire stick...

This feeling... is very strange...

Damn it...that's it...

As if a bolt of lightning struck his mind, Yang Pojun suddenly became enlightened and his eyes sparkled.

All soul masters in Douluo Continent rely on soul skills to achieve output. Their use of soul power only focuses on how to make soul skills more powerful, and they do not deliberately study fancy moves!

Just like the Po clan, the inherited martial soul is the soul-breaking gun. Even though it is said to be indestructible, in the final analysis it relies on the power of soul skills. As for the moves, they are very crude, and can even be said to be ignorant.

Without soul skills, even if Yang Wudi comes in person, his combat effectiveness will be instantly reduced by 80.00%!

Hmm... No wonder Tang Sanhui thrived in the Killing City in the original work. Although he couldn't use soul skills, with the Tang Sect's hidden weapons and techniques, he was still at home here.

Hey... the feeling of cheating is so frivolous. Mortals, tremble. From today on, the Yang family's marksmanship from another world will control your fear...