Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

With the floating steps, Yu Qingqian's movement skills have been greatly improved, which is a great advantage for the competition in the Hell Killing Fields.

After resting in the small castle for a few hours, Yu Qingqian released her cultivation state and prepared to go for a stroll in the city with a wandering attitude.

The atmosphere in the inner city is oppressive, but also exciting.

The countless assassinations that took place in dark corners, and the willingness to do anything for a cup of underworld dew, added a bit of extreme evil thoughts to the entire inner city.

On the floor under his feet, the dried blood did not disappear with the passage of time. Instead, it accumulated more and more, and the fishy smell was nauseating.

Yu Qingqian frowned, walked out of the narrow alley, and walked towards the killing field of hell.

The sky in the Killing City is still dark, and the moon is mixed with dark red, just like the blood of those who lost their names in this city.

She touched the number plate hanging on her waist and the jade pendant placed inside, tilted her head slightly, raised her brows, and quickened her pace.

The person who came to follow her at this time would not have any good intentions.

As her pace quickened, she quickly disappeared from the sight of those who were following her, hiding silently in the darkness.

The person following Yu Qingqian was a relatively thin man, holding a long chain, and a somewhat sinister look.

Seeing that the person he was following disappeared right before his eyes, the man felt annoyed and glanced around fiercely. He threw the chain in his hand at the wooden stake beside him as if venting his anger, destroyed it and left angrily.

A cold light flashed in Yu Qingqian's eyes, she stroked the silent sleeve arrow on her wrist and wrote down the appearance of the person she was following.

She wanted to see what this person wanted to do.

She got up from the roof and flew along the roof, using her floating pace to step on the tiles on the roof without making any sound.

The cat's body is light and its steps are fast and light. The floating steps seem to make the weight of a person very light.

When she was approaching the killing field of hell, she chose a place with few people and rolled to the ground.

When he stood up to sort out his clothes, he saw another pair of feet next to his feet.

Wearing high heels, her ankles are slender and white.

Yu Qingqian paused, blinked blankly, followed the feet all the way up, and met Hu Liena's charming and murderous eyes.

She tilted her head and while she was still reacting, her body had already taken action first.

She reflexively took a few steps back and rushed directly into the killing field without hesitation.

Yu Qingqian never imagined that Hu Liena would wait here.

Hu Liena obviously ignored her when greeting her yesterday and obviously did not recognize her.

"Why are you running?" A cold and emotionless voice sounded from behind Yu Qingqian.

Hu Liena held Yu Qingqian's black robe with one hand, pinched her fingers slightly, and looked at Yu Qingqian leisurely.

When the cloak was pulled, she originally wanted to throw it away, but then she thought that in this city of killing, both of them would participate in the competition in the killing field of hell. They can meet each other without looking up. Even if a monk can run away, he can't run away from the temple. .

Yu Qingqian felt a chill on her back. She pulled the rope around her neck and turned around with difficulty.

"What, this lady, no, Heroine, I was just passing by, no offense intended." Although she was still wearing a mask, she could directly feel the sly smile under the mask.

Hu Liena took back her hand and glanced at Yu Qingqian suspiciously, "You have a very familiar temperament."

Hu Liena never thought that she would encounter a familiar temperament in this killing city.

"Ah?" Yu Qingqian pretended to blink, pointing her finger at herself, "Me? Do we know each other?"

"Don't you know? If I remember correctly, we just met yesterday, and you whistled at me." Hu Liena listed Yu Qingqian's feats yesterday, folded her arms, and waited for Yu Qingqian's explanation.

"I saw that the heroine was very powerful, so I couldn't hold it back." Yu Qingqian felt guilty and unconsciously clasped her hands under her cloak.

Hu Liena naturally didn't believe Yu Qingqian's nonsense. After all, there was no friendly relationship in this killing city.

"Ha." A modal word almost made Yu Qingqian break her guard.

Fortunately, she had a strong heart and changed the subject without changing her expression.

"Hero, are you also here to participate in the competition in the Hell Killing Fields?"

"if not?"

Yu Qingqian opened her mouth, and then her heart changed: "In that case, why don't we go in together."

"No, you can go on your own." Hu Liena turned around and left without thinking, leaving Yu Qingqian with a ruthless back.

She stroked her mask, put away the smile on her lips, turned around and walked into the killing field of hell.

Even if Hu Liena realizes that Yu Qingqian is unusual, she will never discover Yu Qingqian's true identity.

Because even if you take off the mask, it's still another face wearing a human skin mask.

If the identity is discovered, the rest of the time will not be fun.

"Sign up."

Yu Qingqian handed the number plate to the lady in charge of registration and waited quietly.

The Killing Fields are still bustling with activity.

Even if there are matches every day, and nine people will die in every match, this city of killing seems to be filled with a steady stream of people, and it does not affect the progress of the match at all.

After getting her competition name tag, Yu Qingqian walked to the auditorium first.

Those people in the waiting area all looked like I was the most awesome person. They looked annoying, but they still couldn't see them.

He found a somewhat remote corner and sat down, looking at the people fighting life and death on the ring.

The competition has reached a feverish stage. There are no less than five people lying scattered on the ring, and the rest are more or less injured.

The people who were surrounded in the center were already a little weak after being attacked by others, and they were still holding on for dear life.

He does not have the aura of a protagonist, and his fate is naturally self-evident.

Yu Qingqian moved her eyes away from the fallen man in the middle and continued to observe the other people's games.

Soul skills cannot be used in the Killing City, so during the competition, most of the participants use their own martial arts.

However, the Hell Killing Fields competition does not restrict other weapons with offensive power, which becomes the key to victory for a small number of people.

"These people have a very deep understanding of their own martial arts." Yu Qingqian murmured, but she couldn't help but feel a little uncertain about her own martial soul.

There are more than a few secrets in her martial soul, but she knows very little about them.

"Yes, after staying in the killing city for a long time, the understanding and application of martial arts will become more mature and sharp." A voice sounded next to Yu Qingqian.

She turned her head and looked, oh ho, Miss Hu Liena.

Is this a flash? One second he said there was a different way to go, and the next second he sat directly next to her.