[Douluo] Twin Souls
Chapter 17 Hell Killing Fields (2)
When Tang Lan woke up, she was no longer in that small tavern.Tang Lan stared at the blue sky above his head in a daze for two seconds, then suddenly remembered something.He jumped up abruptly, scrambled to identify the direction, and began to rush out.It's just that before he took two steps, a familiar but domineering force suddenly came from behind, which immediately suppressed him in place.
"Father?" Tang Lan turned her head, looked at Tang Hao who restricted her movement with only one hand, and asked anxiously, "Where's brother?"
"He has his own place to practice, you can't be together forever. Now let you practice separately, you are like this, what will you do in the future?" Tang Hao's voice was still as usual without emotional ups and downs, but his tone Inside, I don't know why it has a rare coldness.
Tang Lan was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "We will not separate in the future!"
"Won't we be separated?" Tang Hao snorted coldly, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "How old are you now? In the future, when you each marry a wife and have children, start a family and start a business, can you still be like this? Even if you are brothers, you must Proper."
Tang Lan didn't reply this time, but the stubbornness and obstinacy in his eyes that were staring closely at Tang Hao made it clear at a glance.Tang Hao also knew clearly that Tang Lan didn't listen to what he said.But seeing Tang Lan like this at this time, Tang Hao suddenly felt a trance where time and space intertwined.Similar scenes, similar disputes.The Tang Lan at this time is really too familiar to him, just like the former self...
Tang Hao turned his head abruptly, walked to the fire and turned his back on Tang Lan, not wanting to talk too much about this matter anymore.But the breath was still firmly locked on Tang Lan's body, otherwise he would have a slight chance to sneak away.
The scene that was so familiar made Tang Hao suddenly feel palpitations.What was your past self like?Regardless of whether Tang Lan and Tang San are too dependent on the twin bodies or something else, he doesn't want to let the things of the past happen again.He spent almost half of his life in remorse, powerlessness and confusion, and he didn't want his son to follow his own path.Even if this might just be one of his possible conjectures, it can't happen!
one year later.
******
The icy breath was suffocating, and a total of ten people walked slowly into the hell killing field.Tang San was the third among these ten people, but he was the focus of attention of the other nine people.
67 participations, naturally 67 victories, this is Tang San's current result.In the entire killing field of hell, there are only two people with better grades than him.One of them is Huliena, who has won 72 victories.
Everyone who came here to participate, apart from the right to continue to survive in the killing capital, what they look forward to most is a hundred victories.With the title of [-]-match champion, one can become a permanent resident of the killing capital.Apart from not being able to leave here, he has a high level of authority here, and can even become the guest of the King of Slaughter.
In the 67th battle, the number of Tang San's subordinates had already exceeded a thousand.However, in the past two months, even after the game, no one dared to attack him.
It wasn't that Tang San didn't want to end the hundred battles quickly, but because as his victories increased, fewer and fewer people dared to fight when he participated in killing competitions.Often it took a few days to gather ten people, and it was the case that Hell Slaughtering Fields did not disclose the specific time of his participation in advance.
Over the past year, Tang San and Hu Liena have become stars in the Hell Slaughtering Fields.Especially Tang San, who achieved such a result in only one year, he can already be ranked in the top ten since the establishment of Slaughter City.Compared with when he first came here, Tang San's expression was more gloomy, and even his body exuded a faint bloody aura.Cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel have already become synonymous with him.
Strong spirit power is not enough to defeat opponents, in Tang San's hands, several opponents with spirit power over eighty levels have already died.A soul master without soul skills is like a tiger without claws.What's more, Tang San himself was terrifying like a killing machine.
The most dangerous time, when Tang San, who had just destroyed two opponents with spirit power over eighty levels in the competition, walked out of the hell killing field weakly, he was immediately besieged by hundreds of people.There were countless knife wounds on his body.But in the end, all the hundred people died, and there were no bones left.And Tang San just like that was emitting black air all over his body, his muscles curled up and crawled out from the pile of dead people.
Three days later, as if nothing had happened, he walked into the killing field of hell again.On that day, no one dared to fight.Within 24 hours of Hell's Killing Fields, there was no war.He possesses unique skills of the Tang Sect that ordinary soul masters do not have, such as hidden weapons, deadly poison, controlling cranes and catching dragons, mysterious jade hand, ghost shadow fascination, and the solid Clear Sky Hammer as a weapon.Tang San never used the Blue Silver Grass, nor the Eight Spider Lances, and the purple-level divine light was only eaten once at the most dangerous time.It's not that he wants to hide anything from Hu Liena, but the means he left for himself to save his life.
That time, Tang San became famous in the first battle, his current nickname in the Slaughter Capital is: Shura.
At this time, the nine people who entered the arena together with Tang San certainly couldn't be only five games away from him, because now Tang San's number of victories is already too far ahead.I don't know if it was Hu Liena's avoidance on purpose or the arrangement of Hell's Killing Fields.From the beginning to the end, Tang San never met him.Therefore, both are still alive.Here, Hu Liena also has a nickname, and his nickname is the messenger of hell.
At this time, among the nine people who walked into the hell killing field together with Tang San, three were already trembling all over, and the remaining six were also full of viciousness.After the nine people were imprisoned in the arena, Tang San was surrounded in the center almost immediately.Because they knew that if they didn't kill Tang San, none of them would survive.
There was a touch of blood red in the dark blue pupils.The cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread from Tang San almost instantly.Closing his eyes, he seemed to enjoy the shuddering sensation of these fallen beings around him.This year, Tang San's spirit power improved very little, only raised by one level.But he believes that the current him can completely defeat the three selves a year ago at the same time.He also understands the meaning of his father's words more and more. Only when he is constantly struggling on the edge of life and death can he understand the true meaning of actual combat.
Roaring, hissing, nine voices sounded from nine directions around Tang San almost simultaneously.Those nine opponents rushed towards Tang San at the same time.
Opening his eyes abruptly, what Tang San saw was not the opponent in front of him.It was Hu Liena standing there in the dark corner of the auditorium in the Hell Killing Fields.
For a year, Hu Liena has watched almost all the matches with Tang San.But he found that he couldn't see through this man.From this man, he even felt unprecedented fear.Not because of Tang San's endless killing methods, but because of this man's perseverance.
Anyone who comes to the capital of killing and struggles with death every day will be depraved, especially men.Because under this tremendous pressure, everyone needs a way to relieve.But Tang San didn't, after the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice.When he walked out of the hut, the only place he went was the killing field of hell.I don't know how many beautiful women wanted to throw themselves into the arms of this King Shura, but only Tang San's cold murderous aura greeted them.
As early as when Tang San won twenty victories, Hu Lie was certain that this person came here for the same purpose as himself, to train himself.Under such circumstances, there is another person who is so similar to himself. In addition to giving Hu Liena a sense of familiarity with an old friend in a foreign land, he also has a sense of identity that a hero cherishes a hero.
In the past, Hu Liena always felt that the three of them from the golden generation of Wuhundian were already at the highest point among their peers.Later, after the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition ended, although he didn't want to admit it, the excellence of the two brothers Tang San and Tang Lan had to make him rearrange his position.And the man in front of him once again made Hu Liena feel that one mountain is still higher.
And this year, everything Tang San has shown made Hu Liena have an urge to make friends.only……
Hu Liena sighed deeply, unfortunately, he is a disciple of Haotianzong.Born in Spirit Hall, how could Hu Liena fail to recognize the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand?How come the disciples of the Clear Sky School are so outstanding, otherwise this person will be favored by their Spirit Hall in the future, how wonderful it would be.
While Hu Liena's thoughts were constantly rushing, Tang San in the arena was not so relaxed.Nine people rushed from nine different directions, but they didn't disturb his mood in the slightest.His body flickered like an illusion, and his feet seemed to be fitted with springs.Tang San's body flashed in front of a trembling opponent in an instant, and the next moment, the steel knife in that person's hand was embedded in his neck.
Turn around, kick your legs, and fly your hands.Countless bright lights shot out from Tang San's palm.Those were shiny steel needles, piercing the air piercingly, and screams one after another.
There are only three people who can survive Tang San's hidden weapon.It wasn't because they were able to dodge Tang San's hidden weapon, but because they all had a former companion's body in their hands.To be precise, it was a corpse.
Two sixty-level, one seventy-level.In other words, two soul emperors and one soul saint.If they can use spirit abilities, these three people are enough to pose a fatal threat to Tang San who is only in the fiftieth ranks.But this is the city of killing, Tang San, forged by the three great immortal grasses and the two great spirit bones, has stronger physical strength than them.Soul skills are important, but without skills, soul power has no absolute effect.
Those three people attacked Tang San again at the same time.They all carried the corpse in one hand and the weapon in the other.Under the effect of his own strong spirit power, he rushed towards Tang San from three angles.Their spirits have completely locked on to the 67-win Shura King in front of them.They also know that winning or losing depends on one move, and there is only one chance.
Looking at the three people rushing towards him, Tang San remained expressionless.The body spun around rapidly, no one could clearly see how Tang San made the move.Nine arc-shaped throwing knives as thin as willow leaves flew out of him.The hidden weapons of the Tang Sect rank eighth, and the phoenix attracts nine chicks.
Nine flying knives, like nine phoenixes flapping their wings, swayed in the air.
Three seconds later, the battle stopped.On Tang San's shoulder, there was a bloodstain.It was left by the soul sage in the opponent's hand.Unfortunately, before hitting Tang San, there was already a flying knife on his vest, and the main arteries on both sides of his neck were also embedded by two other flying knives at the same time.Therefore, his knife full of soul power only left Tang San with a wound three inches long.
The battle was over, Tang San wasn't in a hurry to leave.He walked slowly in front of each of the previous opponents and stomped his foot.The skull was at his feet like a broken egg.And the white light emitted from his feet prevented the filth splashed on the ground from dripping on his body.
The previous battles taught Tang San that as long as the opponent's head is not broken, he can't give up his vigilance.In order to understand this truth, he had to pay the price of breaking three ribs.
Retrieve hidden weapons one by one from the enemy, and collect them in 24 bright moonlit nights.This is the capital of killing, there are no hidden weapons to supply, he must cherish his life-saving means.
There was a special brilliance in Hu Lie's charming eyes.The moment Tang San threw out the flying knife, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. If it wasn't because he had a special way to see that Tang San was definitely not disguised, he would definitely draw the person in front of him as the same as Tang San. Number.It should be...impossible.When Tang San competed with them, he only had level 42 spirit power.And this person's soul power has already exceeded level [-], no matter how it is calculated, it is impossible.
68 wins, this is Tang San's current record.He was one more game closer to Hu Liena.
Hu Liena watched Tang San's figure disappear at the entrance, and also turned and left the hell killing field.And neither of them noticed that shortly after they left, a figure in a black cloak slowly walked out of the dark corner of the wall.That person should also be tall and thin in stature, which can be considered thin in this killing capital.He just wore a very ordinary black cloak, hiding his whole body in the shadow of the cloak.But such an attire would not seem so strange in the Slaughter City. After all, there are everyone here, but it is not unusual for people who like to hide themselves all the time.
In the capital of killing, strength is everything.However, most of the people who like to hide themselves are weak and timid, and are looked down upon by everyone.But at this moment, the icy aura emanating from the whole body of this person, as if he already had an entity, could stab into the bones of the people who wanted to get close to them.
As soon as this person walked out from the corner, the people around immediately dispersed in panic, for fear that he would be a step behind.But the man in black didn't react at all to the panic of the people around him, he just stood there and stared in the direction Tang San left for a while, then turned and walked towards the competition field.
It wasn't until everyone had confirmed that he had left completely and could not hear their conversations that they slowly gathered together again,
"What happened today? Why did King Shura participate in the competition, and King Yama also did?"
"Yeah, it's a good thing I didn't sign up today."
……
******
Killing capital, dark and wide room.
It was an extraordinarily huge chair, which was inlaid with blue and purple crystals, and these crystals outlined a shape like a drum tower.Everything here is dark red except this chair.
"King Shura has won another game." A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.
"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.In the darkness, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this man was slender.
"King Yan Luo... also won." Speaking here, the cold female voice couldn't help but a little shivering, "Great king. Shall we start contacting them? It has been a long time since there has been a real strong person in the capital of killing."
"Do you think they are really strong?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.
"At least in terms of skills, they are all. They seem to be born for the Slaughter City. Their soul power is not particularly strong, but their various skills are terrifyingly strong. Even if the Title Douluo is in the Slaughter City, It is impossible to kill them without soul skills. I can be sure that there is at least one soul bone on them."
The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think they can complete a hundred games and challenge Hell Road?"
"It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed. But they may not be able to walk the road to hell."
The Slaughter King said coldly: "There is no need to touch them."
"Why? Great king, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhundian thousands of years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"
The King of Slaughter said coldly: "Wuhundian has no time to take care of us now. A month ago, there was a guest here. Do you remember?"
"guest?"
"Yes, it is one of the only two killing gods left in the world."
"Could it be that both King Shura and King Yama have something to do with that God of Killing? But King Shura and King Yama seem to have nothing to do with each other. They even met each other, no, even face to face?" The cold female voice She trembled a little, the capital of killing had their own surveillance system, that's why she was so shocked.
The King of Slaughter said indifferently: "You guessed it right. In this world, if the capital of Slaughter can be truly threatened, it is by no means the Spirit Hall, but these two Gods of Death. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass Hell Road can still use soul skills within the Slaughter Capital. King Shura and King Yama were sent in by the most terrifying of the two Gods of Death. As for why they fight like each other I don’t know each other, and I don’t know either. Let things take their course, and although I don’t want to see the God of Death again, I don’t even want to bear the anger of that God of Death.”
The icy female voice took a breath, "The great King of Slaughter, I'm afraid that they will bring some unpredictable results to the City of Slaughter. After all, every appearance of a God of Slaughter will be accompanied by an event for the City of Slaughter." Isn’t there such an instruction left on the fable wall of our Slaughter City? The God of Death comes, and the disaster of hell. The previous few times, every time the God of Death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the City of Slaughter. If this time Really come again, I'm afraid..."
The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice: "I've thought about this question too. What you don't know is that not only King Shura and King Yama have a background of killing gods, but also the Hell Envoy who has won more than [-] victories. He is another Sent by an existing God of Death. If not, do you think I would allow him to exist forever?"
"Great king, how about this? We arrange hell messengers to face King Shura or King Yama, if they..."
Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell of blood scattered in all directions. Crying, in the corner, a body trembled violently.
"Don't think that I can just talk nonsense because I love you. After passing the hell road, the killing god can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the hell killing field is that fallen people with more than [-] victories will not be in the same game. Encounter. If any killing god knows about this situation, it will be a truly devastating disaster for the capital of hell. In their killing god domain, any soul master can restore the use of soul skills. Otherwise, you think Why should I compromise with them?"
With blood-red eyes floating in the air, the King of Slaughter murmured to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they can't last to a hundred games, let alone pass the road to hell. Otherwise, the three killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the Slaughter City will also come."
"Father?" Tang Lan turned her head, looked at Tang Hao who restricted her movement with only one hand, and asked anxiously, "Where's brother?"
"He has his own place to practice, you can't be together forever. Now let you practice separately, you are like this, what will you do in the future?" Tang Hao's voice was still as usual without emotional ups and downs, but his tone Inside, I don't know why it has a rare coldness.
Tang Lan was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "We will not separate in the future!"
"Won't we be separated?" Tang Hao snorted coldly, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "How old are you now? In the future, when you each marry a wife and have children, start a family and start a business, can you still be like this? Even if you are brothers, you must Proper."
Tang Lan didn't reply this time, but the stubbornness and obstinacy in his eyes that were staring closely at Tang Hao made it clear at a glance.Tang Hao also knew clearly that Tang Lan didn't listen to what he said.But seeing Tang Lan like this at this time, Tang Hao suddenly felt a trance where time and space intertwined.Similar scenes, similar disputes.The Tang Lan at this time is really too familiar to him, just like the former self...
Tang Hao turned his head abruptly, walked to the fire and turned his back on Tang Lan, not wanting to talk too much about this matter anymore.But the breath was still firmly locked on Tang Lan's body, otherwise he would have a slight chance to sneak away.
The scene that was so familiar made Tang Hao suddenly feel palpitations.What was your past self like?Regardless of whether Tang Lan and Tang San are too dependent on the twin bodies or something else, he doesn't want to let the things of the past happen again.He spent almost half of his life in remorse, powerlessness and confusion, and he didn't want his son to follow his own path.Even if this might just be one of his possible conjectures, it can't happen!
one year later.
******
The icy breath was suffocating, and a total of ten people walked slowly into the hell killing field.Tang San was the third among these ten people, but he was the focus of attention of the other nine people.
67 participations, naturally 67 victories, this is Tang San's current result.In the entire killing field of hell, there are only two people with better grades than him.One of them is Huliena, who has won 72 victories.
Everyone who came here to participate, apart from the right to continue to survive in the killing capital, what they look forward to most is a hundred victories.With the title of [-]-match champion, one can become a permanent resident of the killing capital.Apart from not being able to leave here, he has a high level of authority here, and can even become the guest of the King of Slaughter.
In the 67th battle, the number of Tang San's subordinates had already exceeded a thousand.However, in the past two months, even after the game, no one dared to attack him.
It wasn't that Tang San didn't want to end the hundred battles quickly, but because as his victories increased, fewer and fewer people dared to fight when he participated in killing competitions.Often it took a few days to gather ten people, and it was the case that Hell Slaughtering Fields did not disclose the specific time of his participation in advance.
Over the past year, Tang San and Hu Liena have become stars in the Hell Slaughtering Fields.Especially Tang San, who achieved such a result in only one year, he can already be ranked in the top ten since the establishment of Slaughter City.Compared with when he first came here, Tang San's expression was more gloomy, and even his body exuded a faint bloody aura.Cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel have already become synonymous with him.
Strong spirit power is not enough to defeat opponents, in Tang San's hands, several opponents with spirit power over eighty levels have already died.A soul master without soul skills is like a tiger without claws.What's more, Tang San himself was terrifying like a killing machine.
The most dangerous time, when Tang San, who had just destroyed two opponents with spirit power over eighty levels in the competition, walked out of the hell killing field weakly, he was immediately besieged by hundreds of people.There were countless knife wounds on his body.But in the end, all the hundred people died, and there were no bones left.And Tang San just like that was emitting black air all over his body, his muscles curled up and crawled out from the pile of dead people.
Three days later, as if nothing had happened, he walked into the killing field of hell again.On that day, no one dared to fight.Within 24 hours of Hell's Killing Fields, there was no war.He possesses unique skills of the Tang Sect that ordinary soul masters do not have, such as hidden weapons, deadly poison, controlling cranes and catching dragons, mysterious jade hand, ghost shadow fascination, and the solid Clear Sky Hammer as a weapon.Tang San never used the Blue Silver Grass, nor the Eight Spider Lances, and the purple-level divine light was only eaten once at the most dangerous time.It's not that he wants to hide anything from Hu Liena, but the means he left for himself to save his life.
That time, Tang San became famous in the first battle, his current nickname in the Slaughter Capital is: Shura.
At this time, the nine people who entered the arena together with Tang San certainly couldn't be only five games away from him, because now Tang San's number of victories is already too far ahead.I don't know if it was Hu Liena's avoidance on purpose or the arrangement of Hell's Killing Fields.From the beginning to the end, Tang San never met him.Therefore, both are still alive.Here, Hu Liena also has a nickname, and his nickname is the messenger of hell.
At this time, among the nine people who walked into the hell killing field together with Tang San, three were already trembling all over, and the remaining six were also full of viciousness.After the nine people were imprisoned in the arena, Tang San was surrounded in the center almost immediately.Because they knew that if they didn't kill Tang San, none of them would survive.
There was a touch of blood red in the dark blue pupils.The cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread from Tang San almost instantly.Closing his eyes, he seemed to enjoy the shuddering sensation of these fallen beings around him.This year, Tang San's spirit power improved very little, only raised by one level.But he believes that the current him can completely defeat the three selves a year ago at the same time.He also understands the meaning of his father's words more and more. Only when he is constantly struggling on the edge of life and death can he understand the true meaning of actual combat.
Roaring, hissing, nine voices sounded from nine directions around Tang San almost simultaneously.Those nine opponents rushed towards Tang San at the same time.
Opening his eyes abruptly, what Tang San saw was not the opponent in front of him.It was Hu Liena standing there in the dark corner of the auditorium in the Hell Killing Fields.
For a year, Hu Liena has watched almost all the matches with Tang San.But he found that he couldn't see through this man.From this man, he even felt unprecedented fear.Not because of Tang San's endless killing methods, but because of this man's perseverance.
Anyone who comes to the capital of killing and struggles with death every day will be depraved, especially men.Because under this tremendous pressure, everyone needs a way to relieve.But Tang San didn't, after the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice.When he walked out of the hut, the only place he went was the killing field of hell.I don't know how many beautiful women wanted to throw themselves into the arms of this King Shura, but only Tang San's cold murderous aura greeted them.
As early as when Tang San won twenty victories, Hu Lie was certain that this person came here for the same purpose as himself, to train himself.Under such circumstances, there is another person who is so similar to himself. In addition to giving Hu Liena a sense of familiarity with an old friend in a foreign land, he also has a sense of identity that a hero cherishes a hero.
In the past, Hu Liena always felt that the three of them from the golden generation of Wuhundian were already at the highest point among their peers.Later, after the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition ended, although he didn't want to admit it, the excellence of the two brothers Tang San and Tang Lan had to make him rearrange his position.And the man in front of him once again made Hu Liena feel that one mountain is still higher.
And this year, everything Tang San has shown made Hu Liena have an urge to make friends.only……
Hu Liena sighed deeply, unfortunately, he is a disciple of Haotianzong.Born in Spirit Hall, how could Hu Liena fail to recognize the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand?How come the disciples of the Clear Sky School are so outstanding, otherwise this person will be favored by their Spirit Hall in the future, how wonderful it would be.
While Hu Liena's thoughts were constantly rushing, Tang San in the arena was not so relaxed.Nine people rushed from nine different directions, but they didn't disturb his mood in the slightest.His body flickered like an illusion, and his feet seemed to be fitted with springs.Tang San's body flashed in front of a trembling opponent in an instant, and the next moment, the steel knife in that person's hand was embedded in his neck.
Turn around, kick your legs, and fly your hands.Countless bright lights shot out from Tang San's palm.Those were shiny steel needles, piercing the air piercingly, and screams one after another.
There are only three people who can survive Tang San's hidden weapon.It wasn't because they were able to dodge Tang San's hidden weapon, but because they all had a former companion's body in their hands.To be precise, it was a corpse.
Two sixty-level, one seventy-level.In other words, two soul emperors and one soul saint.If they can use spirit abilities, these three people are enough to pose a fatal threat to Tang San who is only in the fiftieth ranks.But this is the city of killing, Tang San, forged by the three great immortal grasses and the two great spirit bones, has stronger physical strength than them.Soul skills are important, but without skills, soul power has no absolute effect.
Those three people attacked Tang San again at the same time.They all carried the corpse in one hand and the weapon in the other.Under the effect of his own strong spirit power, he rushed towards Tang San from three angles.Their spirits have completely locked on to the 67-win Shura King in front of them.They also know that winning or losing depends on one move, and there is only one chance.
Looking at the three people rushing towards him, Tang San remained expressionless.The body spun around rapidly, no one could clearly see how Tang San made the move.Nine arc-shaped throwing knives as thin as willow leaves flew out of him.The hidden weapons of the Tang Sect rank eighth, and the phoenix attracts nine chicks.
Nine flying knives, like nine phoenixes flapping their wings, swayed in the air.
Three seconds later, the battle stopped.On Tang San's shoulder, there was a bloodstain.It was left by the soul sage in the opponent's hand.Unfortunately, before hitting Tang San, there was already a flying knife on his vest, and the main arteries on both sides of his neck were also embedded by two other flying knives at the same time.Therefore, his knife full of soul power only left Tang San with a wound three inches long.
The battle was over, Tang San wasn't in a hurry to leave.He walked slowly in front of each of the previous opponents and stomped his foot.The skull was at his feet like a broken egg.And the white light emitted from his feet prevented the filth splashed on the ground from dripping on his body.
The previous battles taught Tang San that as long as the opponent's head is not broken, he can't give up his vigilance.In order to understand this truth, he had to pay the price of breaking three ribs.
Retrieve hidden weapons one by one from the enemy, and collect them in 24 bright moonlit nights.This is the capital of killing, there are no hidden weapons to supply, he must cherish his life-saving means.
There was a special brilliance in Hu Lie's charming eyes.The moment Tang San threw out the flying knife, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. If it wasn't because he had a special way to see that Tang San was definitely not disguised, he would definitely draw the person in front of him as the same as Tang San. Number.It should be...impossible.When Tang San competed with them, he only had level 42 spirit power.And this person's soul power has already exceeded level [-], no matter how it is calculated, it is impossible.
68 wins, this is Tang San's current record.He was one more game closer to Hu Liena.
Hu Liena watched Tang San's figure disappear at the entrance, and also turned and left the hell killing field.And neither of them noticed that shortly after they left, a figure in a black cloak slowly walked out of the dark corner of the wall.That person should also be tall and thin in stature, which can be considered thin in this killing capital.He just wore a very ordinary black cloak, hiding his whole body in the shadow of the cloak.But such an attire would not seem so strange in the Slaughter City. After all, there are everyone here, but it is not unusual for people who like to hide themselves all the time.
In the capital of killing, strength is everything.However, most of the people who like to hide themselves are weak and timid, and are looked down upon by everyone.But at this moment, the icy aura emanating from the whole body of this person, as if he already had an entity, could stab into the bones of the people who wanted to get close to them.
As soon as this person walked out from the corner, the people around immediately dispersed in panic, for fear that he would be a step behind.But the man in black didn't react at all to the panic of the people around him, he just stood there and stared in the direction Tang San left for a while, then turned and walked towards the competition field.
It wasn't until everyone had confirmed that he had left completely and could not hear their conversations that they slowly gathered together again,
"What happened today? Why did King Shura participate in the competition, and King Yama also did?"
"Yeah, it's a good thing I didn't sign up today."
……
******
Killing capital, dark and wide room.
It was an extraordinarily huge chair, which was inlaid with blue and purple crystals, and these crystals outlined a shape like a drum tower.Everything here is dark red except this chair.
"King Shura has won another game." A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.
"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.In the darkness, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this man was slender.
"King Yan Luo... also won." Speaking here, the cold female voice couldn't help but a little shivering, "Great king. Shall we start contacting them? It has been a long time since there has been a real strong person in the capital of killing."
"Do you think they are really strong?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.
"At least in terms of skills, they are all. They seem to be born for the Slaughter City. Their soul power is not particularly strong, but their various skills are terrifyingly strong. Even if the Title Douluo is in the Slaughter City, It is impossible to kill them without soul skills. I can be sure that there is at least one soul bone on them."
The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think they can complete a hundred games and challenge Hell Road?"
"It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed. But they may not be able to walk the road to hell."
The Slaughter King said coldly: "There is no need to touch them."
"Why? Great king, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhundian thousands of years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"
The King of Slaughter said coldly: "Wuhundian has no time to take care of us now. A month ago, there was a guest here. Do you remember?"
"guest?"
"Yes, it is one of the only two killing gods left in the world."
"Could it be that both King Shura and King Yama have something to do with that God of Killing? But King Shura and King Yama seem to have nothing to do with each other. They even met each other, no, even face to face?" The cold female voice She trembled a little, the capital of killing had their own surveillance system, that's why she was so shocked.
The King of Slaughter said indifferently: "You guessed it right. In this world, if the capital of Slaughter can be truly threatened, it is by no means the Spirit Hall, but these two Gods of Death. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass Hell Road can still use soul skills within the Slaughter Capital. King Shura and King Yama were sent in by the most terrifying of the two Gods of Death. As for why they fight like each other I don’t know each other, and I don’t know either. Let things take their course, and although I don’t want to see the God of Death again, I don’t even want to bear the anger of that God of Death.”
The icy female voice took a breath, "The great King of Slaughter, I'm afraid that they will bring some unpredictable results to the City of Slaughter. After all, every appearance of a God of Slaughter will be accompanied by an event for the City of Slaughter." Isn’t there such an instruction left on the fable wall of our Slaughter City? The God of Death comes, and the disaster of hell. The previous few times, every time the God of Death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the City of Slaughter. If this time Really come again, I'm afraid..."
The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice: "I've thought about this question too. What you don't know is that not only King Shura and King Yama have a background of killing gods, but also the Hell Envoy who has won more than [-] victories. He is another Sent by an existing God of Death. If not, do you think I would allow him to exist forever?"
"Great king, how about this? We arrange hell messengers to face King Shura or King Yama, if they..."
Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell of blood scattered in all directions. Crying, in the corner, a body trembled violently.
"Don't think that I can just talk nonsense because I love you. After passing the hell road, the killing god can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the hell killing field is that fallen people with more than [-] victories will not be in the same game. Encounter. If any killing god knows about this situation, it will be a truly devastating disaster for the capital of hell. In their killing god domain, any soul master can restore the use of soul skills. Otherwise, you think Why should I compromise with them?"
With blood-red eyes floating in the air, the King of Slaughter murmured to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they can't last to a hundred games, let alone pass the road to hell. Otherwise, the three killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the Slaughter City will also come."
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