God level choice of Douluo

The news that Yuchen's eight people were going to compete with a team of 160 people led by two old men was like a bombshell, making the entire killing city boil.

"The Killing Ground is very lively today. Did you hear that there is about to be a battle between eight people and 160 people in the Killing Ground?"

"Yes, that team of 388 people, the two leaders are No. 389 and No. , who have won consecutive singles matches."

"On one side there are two strongest men in the single-player competition with many degenerates, and on the other side there are the strongest men in the multi-player competition. Although the strength of this game is very different, it is definitely very exciting."

As word spreads, the number of Fallen descending on Hell's Killing Fields increases.

There were already a lot of fallen people in the Hell Killing Fields today, and now with the increasing number of fallen people pouring in, the entire Hell Killing Fields was filled with people.

There were even more empty seats in the auditorium of the Killing Fields.

"The market is open, let's bet on which of these two teams is stronger."

Many of them directly used this game as a gimmick to start trading while sitting on the ground.

"I drank a Bloody Mary and the team of 160 people won"

"Anyone with a fucking brain can tell which team is stronger."

As someone opened the market, there were not a few people coming to place bets.

For the degenerates in the Killing City, this kind of achievement is what they are happy to achieve.

Moreover, in their eyes, this game is just about giving away points.

They don't think that eight people from Yuchen can defeat one hundred and sixty people.

If those one hundred and sixty people were all ordinary fallen, Yu Chen and the others would probably have some chance given their strength. However, the two people leading the team now were the strongest who had won ninety-nine consecutive victories in single matches.

In the eyes of everyone, Yuchen and the others have zero chance of winning.

"Today's multi-player competition only has one game, please invite two teams to the stage."

While all the fallen people were talking non-stop, the referee's words rang out from the competition stage in the Killing Fields.

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In the sound of the referee's words, Yu Chen, Tang San and others slowly stood up and climbed onto the stage of the killing field together.

When the eight Yuchen people stepped onto the ring, the two old men numbered No. 388 and 389 also led the people behind them onto the competition stage.

The two sides stood on the competition stage together, and the gap appeared instantly.

Yu Chen and the others were just eight teenagers under the age of fifteen, but those standing opposite were all middle-aged people. These middle-aged people were either burly or wretched-looking, and everyone had extremely expressions on their faces. A strong color of greed.

"Boy, I told you at the trade fair that if you offend us, your life will be worse than death."

"You want Yum, you're just talking nonsense"

"The two of us have been delaying to complete the 100-win victory, just to wait for you here, in order to kill you and take back the iron box in your last game of the top 100, and achieve the road to 100-win for the two of us."

The two old men numbered 388 and 389 were named Yunfeng and Yunhai respectively. At this time, they were still dressed in white with the word "Yun" tattooed on their chests.

The two of them stepped onto the ring and looked directly at Yu Chen, the leader of the team, with a cold smile on their faces.

When there was a conflict at the trade fair, the two old men had already begun to plan how to deal with Yuchen and the others.

These two old men were very cold, so after much thought, they decided to give Yu Chen a fatal blow when they played their hundredth game.

That's right, their goal is not just to kill the eight Yuchen people, but they also want to torture Yuchen and the others.

"Old Bangzi, isn't it a little too early to speak so fully now?"

The two old men spoke a few words, which immediately aroused the anger of Tang San, Dai Mubai and others.

Martial Spirit Clear Sky Hammer

Martial Soul Evil Eye Saint King

I saw everyone condensing their martial spirits and glaring at the two old men.

The martial spirit was released, and Shrek's momentum suddenly increased.

"Why are you still not convinced?"

"You brats are brats. Are you so naive that you think you can win? The one hundred and fifty-eight degenerates around us are all very interested in the soul bones in your bodies. Do you think they will let you live? Are you going to step down?”

Seeing Tang San and the others releasing their martial spirits, Yunfeng and Yunhai not only didn't have the slightest worry, but the smiles on their faces even grew stronger.

哗

When Yunfeng and the two finished speaking, more than a hundred fallen people standing beside them all cast their martial spirits together.

As more than a hundred people cast their martial spirits together, the momentum of everyone in Shrek was instantly suppressed.

"And with just you little brats, the two of us can suppress you with just one hand."

Seeing these more than a hundred people casting their martial spirits, the leader Yun Feng's eyes flashed with endless cold light, and countless streaks of green energy appeared all over his body.

These energies look like soul power, but they are definitely not soul power.

Green energy condensed out, Yunfeng and Yunhai's aura suddenly increased, and the expressions on their faces became more ferocious.

Not only that, these green energies quickly condensed into a pair of light blue wings on Yunfeng and the two of them.

stab

The two wings condensed, and the green energy around Yunfeng and the two people turned into extremely lethal wind blades, roaring towards the eight Yuchen people.

"start fighting."

Seeing the wind blades all over the sky attacking, Yu Chen looked serious, his whole body was filled with endless dragon energy, and he faced the wind blades all over the sky.

expensive

The endless dragon energy condensed from Yu Chen's body met the wind blades in the sky, and suddenly the sky was filled with golden and green light.

In the light, the golden dragon condensed by the jade dust and the wind blade condensed by the two old men were both constantly dissipating.

In the end, the wind blades in the sky were defeated by the golden dragon condensed from jade dust, and the golden dragon also turned into little stars.

"The soul-killing bone is mine."

The first collision between Yu Chen and the two old men seemed to have lit a fuse. The more than 150 people present rushed towards the eight Yu Chen people like crazy demons.

One hundred and fifty-eight people are like more than a hundred raging and biting beasts

Since Yu Chen had two soul bones on his body, it was said that among the one hundred and eighty-five people, a total of fifty-eight people followed Yun Feng and Yun Hai to attack Yu Chen.

The remaining one hundred people surrounded and killed Tang San and the seven others.

"Going Together"

Seeing that more than a hundred people were surrounding them, Tang San and Dai Mubai did not hold back at all. In addition to condensing their own martial souls, each of them also released their soul bones.

Because they know very well that this battle will never be easy