[Douluo] Ye Huo

On the cold street, the icy breath spread with the man's steps.

The man strode forward, his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, his robust body was covered by a bloody robe, and there was a chill all over his body.

The surroundings became quiet, and pairs of eyes appeared in the alleys around the corner, in the wooden doors of houses, and behind the pillars of shops, full of murderous intent.

The man seemed unaware, leaving two rows of clear bloody shoe prints behind him.

"Kill—uh!"

Accompanied by the shouts of killing that came to an abrupt end, more than 30 men with ferocious faces raised all kinds of swords and besieged the man. No one looked at the companion who fell to the ground suddenly. They all knew that it was the strangeness of the man in front of him. means.

This man can kill a dozen people at once, but can he deal with dozens or even hundreds of enemies at the same time?

They didn't believe it, so there was this joint operation.

In just a few minutes, ten people died, but twenty new enemies appeared.

Use the crane to grab and hold the arm of a person holding a gun, control the shoulders, use your internal strength to use the person as a shield to push away a wave of attacks, step on a person's knees, jump up, and kick at least six bodies and nine weapons in the air, Turning around and shooting more than ten darts, after landing, he casually used the big knife he took away to cut a person's neck, cut off an arm, and finally inserted it into a person's chest. Looking at more and more enemies, Tang San He frowned in disgust.

He has just completed the No.60 Hell Slaughtering Field match. Two of the nine opponents are soul masters with spirit power above level 62. After one battle, he has more than a dozen deep and visible wounds on his body. , although the wound on his body quickly stopped bleeding and his soul power was recovering, only one person signed up for the next competition group he could participate in. Time continues to wait, and let the people in the killing field of hell notify him when ten people are almost assembled--[-] consecutive victories, he is second in the killing list, he naturally has this right--and plans to go back.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the killing field in hell, he was greeted by a siege of 50 people. After killing all those people, he encountered more than [-] besiegers halfway. The blood on his clothes was basically the corpses in the previous two sneak attacks. It was sprayed on his body, and now these hundreds of people are already besieging him for the third time.

No body of any attacker is complete. The street that was cleared last night was strewn with fragments of limbs. The internal organs were slowly squeezed out from the wound driven by the blood, and then shattered into mud under the stampede. The shattered bones were painful. The wailing, blood and filth filled the air, and the killing continued.

It is undeniable that the wheel battle and crowd tactics did have some effect. Tang San's spirit power was consumed more and more, the scattered hidden weapons were almost used up, his body began to get tired, his movement speed slowed down, and his body suffered more and more wounds. Still increasing.

Since there are so many people besieging him, where is Ye?

A thought in the fire stone flashed through his mind, Tang San was shocked by a blow in the back, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and Tang San, whose face was covered with mottled blood spots, pursed the corners of his lips, his eyes flickered, blue light surged , The next moment, the Asura Hammer was in his hand.

The star eyes shot out a cold light, jumping up, swinging arms, spinning, bending down, swinging up, falling down, the blood-soaked robe rolled out circles of wavy skirts with Tang San's movements, dripping and splashing His blood has also become a deadly weapon, and the first three of the nine moves are swung out in succession——

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

Nine blasts in a row, within a hundred meters centered on Tang San, a huge depression appeared!

The stone slab under his feet was shattered inch by inch, all living things turned into flesh-colored mud, and the houses on both sides collapsed...

The rubble and sand were still rolling down, Tang San's figure had disappeared from the bottom of the pit, and reappeared in front of a wooden house.

This is a simple wooden house with an area of ​​about 20 square meters and only one floor. It was originally surrounded by a [-]-meter-wide yard surrounded by a fence with white skulls and human bones. There was no vegetation in the yard, only purple and black. There is a lot of soil and some yellow and white broken bones poked out from the soil. Opposite the main entrance is a courtyard gate composed of two complete skeletons, which looks extremely eerie.

At this time, all the surrounding human bone fences were lying crookedly, and there were dozens of corpses in the empty courtyard, broken bones were scattered all over the courtyard gate, and a road completely piled up with corpses led directly from the courtyard gate to the The open door of the wooden house.

So many poisoned hidden weapon mechanisms couldn't stop these flies, a bloody light flashed in Tang San's black eyes, and he walked towards the wooden house.

"Stop!" A slender man in black put a gleaming blue dagger across the throat of Tang Ye, who was dressed in white, and dragged Tang Ye out of the wooden house, saying in a hoarse voice, "Stand there and don't move. But seeing the blood-throat poison, wanting your beauty's life, just be obedient!" Following his words, nearly 200 people appeared around Tang San, quickly forming an encirclement circle, surrounding him , leaving only one passageway, revealing the figure of Tang Ye who was held hostage and the man in black.

Tang San stopped in his tracks with a strange expression, and didn't look at the people around him. His eyes turned around Tang Ye and said, "It's all right."

Tang Ye raised his head slightly, his entire face was exposed, he didn't speak, but just blinked.

Only then did Tang San turn his gaze to the man in black with a pale face, and said coldly: "Say, what do you want."

"Hahahaha, it's quite the way, No. [-]." The man in black laughed sinisterly, lowered his head and sniffed Tang Ye's neck, "Stand there and don't fight back, you die, I Just let this big beauty live."

But Tang San snorted and said: "You think I will give up my life for a plaything?"

"Oh~" the man in black tilted his head and sneered, "Forcibly carrying such a vase that cannot be carried by shoulders or hands into the killing capital, in order to protect him, he must be taken even if he enters the killing field of hell. He sleeps and you watch the night, and even for him to sleep more peacefully, he built such a yard full of traps, and all those who coveted this beauty became part of those fences. The people who are hugged and hugged have become a piece of fertile ground in this yard, and when they encounter a sneak attack, they even use their bodies to shield him from knives... This is the first time I have seen him do so much for a plaything."

"You know a lot, broadening your horizons is not a bad thing." Tang San smiled slightly.

"You still want to quibble!" The man in black pressed the dagger, making a dent on Tang Ye's neck, barely cutting the skin, "Number [-], give you a piece of advice, you don't have enough strength , don’t have such obvious weaknesses, you can go away with peace of mind, this beauty, my brothers and I will take good care of you, hahahaha.” The man in black was about to lean over and rub Tang Ye’s face with the tip of his nose .

Keng——

As a black slippery path passed, there was a tooth-piercing bone cracking sound, and an arm flew horizontally into the air. Looking at the man in black again, a half-meter-high blood sprayed from his neck and fell down, and the head had already Completely turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Don't mess with other people's things." Tang San retracted the Flying God Claws into his cuffs with downcast eyes, and pointed the hammer at the surrounding people who didn't react, "As for me not having that strength, let's see!"

"This, what is this?" "What are you afraid of, let's go together, if the other is alive, no one will be spared!" "Kill——!"

The melee started again.

Tang Ye tore off his blood-stained robe, threw it aside in disgust, took a few steps back into the wooden house, sat on a chair in the main hall, and watched the unilateral massacre outside the door with one enemy a hundred.

It's not that the besiegers have forgotten him, it's just that once someone leaves Tang San's battle circle and tries to go to Tang Ye in vain, he will be attacked by Tang San instantly and die.

In the past half a year, Tang San's progress can be said to be progressing thousands of miles a day. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is walking on the edge of life and death, sneak attacks and assassinations that cannot be guarded against, and battles that break through the limit of his body time and time again. With Tang San's current comprehensive strength, Even against opponents of the titled Douluo level outside, he still has the power to fight.

However, San'er has also become more bloodthirsty and ruthless, killing people will never leave a whole body, and the pressure brought by the capital of killing is also increasing day by day. This can be seen from the fiery nights that are more and more satisfying to him. Wild San'er, it's so delicious.

The tip of his tongue slid across his upper lip, Tang Ye stared closely at Tang San who was stepping on the corpse bathed in blood, his murderous aura almost condensed into ice, and smiled slightly.

Closing the door with a wave of his hand, Tang San stepped onto Tang Ye's body, lifted the opponent's chin, and squeezed his moist lips. Internal force circulated, and the clothes on the two of them instantly shattered.

He believes that after today's massacre, there will be no living people around to attack them for the time being in the past few days.

"Master... so anxious." The vase Tang Ye in the eyes of outsiders stood up holding Tang San, and patted the other's upturned buttocks with his palms, his phoenix eyes burning with love, and said in a hoarse voice , "Go to the bathroom with wounds all over your body."

"Hmm..." With a low snort, Tang San ignored the rolling wounds on his body, wrapped his legs around Tang Ye's body, twisted his waist and hips so that the upright thing rubbed against Tang Ye's strong abdomen, and his chest was close, Rubbing his hands behind his back with hints, he exchanged another kiss with Tang Ye with bright starry eyes.

Carrying the person into the bathroom of the cubicle, Tang Ye patted Tang San's buttocks again, and they both dipped into the wooden bucket full of water.

wow——

A large splash of water gushed out, stimulated by the warm water sprinkled with healing powder, the wound healed quickly, the itching and tingling sensation made Tang San's eyes moist, and the things below became bigger again.

Soon the water splash in the tub started to stir again, and the undisguised groan, only one person can hear it, lasted for a long time.

The next day, Tang San led Tang Ye into the hell killing field intact, even in the spectator stands there was a deathly silence, no opponent was waiting for the whole day, and when they went to the restaurant for dinner, someone had already started talking about His record yesterday, and called him - Shura.

Tang San became famous in this battle, and for a long time there was no one who didn't have a good eye to attack him. That is to say, from this day on, Shura replaced his number and became his code name in the Slaughtering City.

One year after entering the Slaughtering City, with his 77 consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughtering Fields, Tang San ranked first in the killing list, so his opponents in the Hell Slaughtering Fields would not be limited to five victories. Fallen in the arena.

In the No.70 eighth match of Hell Slaughtering Field that Tang San participated in, he met an old acquaintance—the only woman in the golden generation of Wuhundian, Hu Liena, who looks ordinary but has charm skills and can grow a tail .

From the words of the host, he knew that Hu Liena also had a title called Hell Envoy in the Slaughter City. She entered the Slaughter City six months ago, and quickly accumulated victories in the Slaughter Field of Hell. With 49 consecutive victories, the ranking has already entered the top ten of the killing list.

Tang San was at the end of the ten people. He was a little thankful that Tang Ye said he wanted to rest and didn't follow, otherwise Ye's attention would definitely be taken away by that woman's big tail.

Then he smiled. This woman is also unlucky. The rules of Hell Killing Fields are that fallen people who have won more than [-] games in a row will not meet in the same group. In a few days, even if they meet, they will not meet. It will be the current situation of life and death, but before this, they have never encountered it once, maybe this is God's will?

The entrance gate fell heavily, and on the reddish-brown playing field, the battle of life and death started again.

In the killing capital, in a dark red room.

The strong smell of blood filled the entire dark red space, even the air was light pink. A huge pool of blood was blocked by a dark red blood jade screen. chair, the crystals outlined a skull shape.

A tall figure sat on the chair, and the dim light made it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

"Great King of Slaughter, you arranged for the hell envoy sent by the Killing God of Spirit Hall to face Shura, because you want to... with Spirit Hall...?" A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"Are you sure that Asura will win?" The Slaughter King murmured, and then said calmly, "Wuhundian is already busy enough, and now we can't spare the energy to deal with the Slaughter Capital."

"At least in terms of skills, Shura seems to be born for killing. Even if it is a strong titled Douluo, in the capital of killing, it is impossible to kill him without soul skills. I can be sure that Shura has at least There is a soul bone." The cold female voice continued with trembling voice, "But if Wuhundian wins the war, then the city of killing will face the wrath of a killing god! In the killing god's killing god domain, any Soul masters can restore the use of soul skills in the capital of killing."

"With the Xingluo Empire, Yan Lian's family, and the existence of the upper three sects, Wuhundian will not succeed." The Slaughter King said calmly, his voice suddenly a little empty.

"Great king, should we start contacting Shura? It's been a long time since the city of Slaughter has a real strong person joining us." The female voice thought for a while.

"No need." The Slaughter King was silent for a while, and said, "He won't be willing to stay in the Slaughter Capital. He has completed 78 hell-killing-field challenges a year. Leave the killing capital."

The female voice took a breath, "The instruction left on the fable wall of the Slaughter City, once someone crosses the hell road, a new god of death will come, and it will bring disaster to hell. This time, I'm afraid..."

"He's still carrying a vase, do you think they can cross the road to hell?" the Slaughter King said coldly.

"The great Wang Yingming." The cold female voice paused, and finally regained its composure.

"Go down." The Slaughter King suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

When a black shadow gradually disappeared, two blood-colored rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air suddenly became viscous-thick, and instantly condensed pink ice crystals rustled down, and the two sharp canine teeth of the Slaughter King Gradually stretched, and said coldly, "Come out."

The air twisted slightly, and a white figure suddenly appeared beside the Slaughter King, and sat down on the wide chair, "Grandfather, I haven't seen you for many years, your body seems to have become interesting."

The author has something to say: the enthusiastic Saner is really q(≧Chuan≦q)

Hu Liena's bento has been warmed up and ready to be distributed

The last sentence. . .I always feel something is wrong when I read it_(:з」∠)_

Speaking of these chapters, do you think it’s too bloody o(╯□╰)o

Thank you dear little cute creatures for throwing mines~rolling...~(～o￣▽￣)～o. . . o~(_△_o~)~. .

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