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

Yu Qingqian left the stands and walked all the way to the high platform behind.

The high platform is in the shape of a truncated cone that is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. It rises very steeply. There are spiral steps along the edge, which looks quite long.

If you just walk up with your feet, it will definitely take a lot of time; but if you go up with a sword, it will save trouble and effort.

It's just that if you wield a sword, it will attract the attention of sensitive people. But most people are focused on the game on the court and don't pay much attention to what's happening elsewhere.

With this thought, she walked to a less crowded place behind the high platform without saying a word, summoned the Green Lotus Sword, and then stepped on it.

As the Green Lotus Sword rose into the air under her feet, her clothes fluttered, and she reached the top of the high platform.

brush--

After landing lightly on the high platform, she calmly took back the Green Lotus Sword.

The King of Slaughter sat on the seat on the high platform, half-supporting his head with his hands, his expression unfocused, and his red eyes staring thoughtfully at Tang San on the ring.

"You little girl, you came to me again on your own. But you are pretty good at being aware of my presence."

Although Yu Qingqian's arrival was somewhat unexpected by the King of Slaughter, his mood did not fluctuate much. Instead, he still maintained his posture of watching the game, without even giving her a look.

In fact, the entire Slaughter City is under the surveillance of the Slaughter King, and nothing can escape his eyes, at least on the surface.

Yu Qingqian curled her lips secretly and moved to his side.

"Do you think No. 9528 will win?" She leaned close to the head of the Slaughter King and said quietly.

The King of Slaughter paused for a moment, and finally gave her two eyes: "Little girl, old people don't need to be scared. If you do this next time, I will throw you down directly."

He threatened, but Yu Qingqian obviously didn't accept this.

She murmured in her heart that this person had the nerve to say that he had not yet settled the revenge for the last time he slapped her away.

Yu Qingqian always knew the current affairs, not because she was afraid of threats, but just to save her own life.

System: Don't believe her! She is just cowardly!

She was dissatisfied, but she didn't show it. Instead, she took out a small horse from the soul guide, placed it on the ground, and sat down on the spot.

The King of Slaughter finally remembered to answer Yu Qingqian's question, and tapped the handrail with his fingers, "Nine-five-two-eight, he will win, just with the hammer in his hand."

Obviously, the King of Slaughter is very familiar with that hammer.

This feeling of familiarity was not because he was Tang Chen, but because when he was the King of Slaughter, he witnessed the birth of a god of death who held this hammer.

What's more, even if Tang San might lose, he definitely couldn't die. After all, the one behind him cannot be offended by the Killing City.

These are Tang Chen's original words. But Yu Qingqian wanted to say that if Tang Chen recovered his memory, he would not have such thoughts. As long as Tang Hao had any dissatisfaction, he would not dare to fight back when two big mouths came up to him.

But if Tang Chen recovered his memory, Tang San would not have the above situation.

Yu Qingqian's thoughts changed a thousand times, but it did not affect Tang Chen, who had no original memory, to continue to pretend to be sophisticated.

"Are you talking about the Clear Sky Hammer?"

Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer swung 360 degrees in a circle, directly knocking a group of Contras away, and some even fell into the hot red magma below.

"You know?" Tang Chen glanced at Yu Qingqian, a little surprised.

Yu Qingqian raised her eyebrows slightly, rubbed the box in her hand slowly with her fingertips, and said calmly: "Of course, and I also know the one below."

She revealed this information that she had concealed for a long time, and was not worried that the King of Slaughter would reveal it unless he was too busy.

"Oh? Really?" Tang Chen looked over and then thought that this little girl was also the descendant of an acquaintance of his. He moved his lips but did not continue to ask any more questions.

"Of course." Yu Qingqian had no desire to say more. She stood up and put the box in her hand directly into the hands of the King of Slaughter.

"I didn't give it to you last time, so you should already know what's inside."

The King of Slaughter held the box in his hand, but did not open it immediately. He looked at Yu Qingqian with a trace of imperceptible danger.

This did not escape Yu Qingqian's eyes. She was very keen on these discordant auras.

"My martial spirit can help you not be affected by that poison. As long as you use this blood energy bead, you can complete the purification."

"Purification?" The King of Slaughter was a little confused.

He knew about the martial spirit of the King of Slaughter, but he had not heard of any purification function, so he expressed doubts about it.

"Yes," Yu Qingqian seemed to notice his hesitation and continued to explain: "This is what my parents told me. Although I don't know if it can be truly realized, you have been tortured by this poison for a long time. Bar?"

Seeing Yu Qingqian's confident look, Tang Chen was a little shaken, so she took this opportunity to continue persuading.

"Yeah, we haven't found a solution anyway, so it's better to treat a dead horse as a live doctor." She spread her hands with an expression of disbelief.

Tang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, "You are the horse, and your whole family is a horse."

This King of Slaughter is also very old, and he never expected to be so petty.

Yu Qingqian magnanimously didn't care, and just rolled her eyes silently. "My parents said that this process is very fast, faster than breaking a person's neck in an instant."

After staying in this murderous city for a long time, the standard for comparison has gradually moved towards a strange style of painting.

The King of Slaughter felt it was normal, and the standard of comparison was completely within his acceptance range.

"So fast?"

"Of course, you'll know after you give it a try." With that said, Yu Qingqian was about to summon the martial spirit to start the action.

After all, Tang San in the ring had already finished the game and was absorbing the loser's soul power.

The King of Slaughter glanced at Tang San, then at the box in his hand, and then at Yu Qingqian who was eager to try, feeling an inexplicable foreboding feeling.

"Oh, don't be afraid, believe me, it will be quick." Yu Qingqian snatched the box from the King of Slaughter, opened the lid, and quickly placed the two blood energy beads inside on his martial spirit.

The Chuanyun Book with a light golden halo was floating up and down, open, and blood beads were floating quietly above the pages.

The moment the blood energy bead reached the top of the Chuanyun Book, the restless murderous aura and wisps of black energy on it seemed to be restrained. After struggling twice, it was completely invisible.

"Ahem, the great king of killing," once he was given a very serious title, Yu Qingqian was about to do something that would make her feel guilty. "The next steps are simple and quick, but in a way that might be a little overwhelming."

Tang Chen frowned, "It's so hard to accept."

Yu Qingqian glanced away, unwilling to say more, but continued to explain: "Don't worry, there will be no danger. You just need to give up your concentration and don't resist mentally. There is absolutely no danger!"

Yu Qingqian swore to clean up, her eyes bright astonishingly.

Tang Chen thought it was her reassuring look, but he didn't know that it contained her eagerness to give it a try.