The Three Dragon Kings of Douluo

In the end, Yu Tianming's left hand still strangled the piebald man's throat unabated.

Yu Tianming's thumb moved gently, and there was a "click" sound, just like a heavy wheat ear crushing a stalk, and the piebald man's neck fell to the side.

Although there was no blood, his neck and head were only connected by flesh and blood, and the sword spirit that fell aside dissipated instantly.

But in one breath, life and death were separated.

Several of the companions who had come to the Hell Killing Fields with the piebald man to watch the battle, before Yu Tianming could help his eldest brother, Yu Tianming broke the piebald man's neck.

These people have lived in the killing city for a long time and can survive in this lawless place. They react extremely quickly when facing danger.

Without any hesitation, everyone turned around and ran away.

Yu Tianming did not stop them, but used his tail to pick up the cup that the piebald man had dropped.

Then he slashed the dead piebald man's neck with his dragon claw, and took a cup of his uncongealed blood on the spot.

Yu Tianming looked at the dull woman in black gauze.

"Can I enter the Hell Killing Fields to watch the battle with this cup?"

"This... of course."

She knew the tattooed man Yu Tianming killed. This man had been living happily in the Killing City for nearly ten years, and his hands were stained with the blood of at least hundreds of villains in the Killing City.

But he met the young-looking Yu Tianming, who ended his life as casually as an ant.

The woman in black gauze was greatly shocked when she saw Yu Tianming take action for the first time. She hurriedly turned sideways and said, "I'll take you into the killing field of hell."

Although the Hell Killing Fields occupies a huge area, the interior is decorated in a doomsday style and looks very simple.

This is different from other fighting arenas. There is no isolation in this building. Under the thirty-meter-high dome is a huge arena with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Outside the arena are circles of stands extending upward, as if they were covered. the Colosseum.

In the small city of Killing City, this huge auditorium without partitions can already accommodate everyone in the inner city.

At this time, although the crowd watching the battle was sparse, with less than 20% of the seats in the Nuo University venue, it was still less than half of the number of people in the inner city of the Killing Capital.

When entering, the cup of Bloody Mary held by Yu Tianming was poured into a huge container.

Yu Tianming randomly picked two seats and sat down with the woman in black gauze.

As soon as the two of them sat down, 10 men and women with unusual ferocity and strange clothes walked out of the edge of the field in the center of the Hell Killing Fields.

Seeing these people, bursts of cheers suddenly erupted from the stands.

In a killing city where entertainment resources are scarce, watching this brutal fight not only helps many fallen people adapt to the battles they will face, it is also their favorite program in their boring lives.

After entering the venue, most of the ten men and women did not choose to attack directly. Instead, they stopped at the edge of the venue, keeping a distance from others and watching with vigilance.

But not everyone is so cautious. A tall man covered in armor is very confident.

He had cultivated with Emperor Mohun and was wearing a patchwork of armor. One piece of armor is black and the other is white; one is heavy armor and the other is plate armor. These different parts are combined together at will.

Although the tall man was fat, the overly large armor could only hang loosely on his body.

This is not so much a doomsday-style armor as it is a set of extremely loose Baina clothes.

The armored man was possessed by a martial spirit as soon as he entered the scene. Thick black hair grew all over his body, two fangs protruded from his mouth, and his head turned into a huge boar head.

His swollen muscles stretched out the loose armor on his body, and he rushed straight towards the middle-aged scarred woman next to him.

The scar-faced woman did not choose to escape. No matter where she ran in this small arena, she would meet others. If she was attacked from both sides, she would be more likely to die.

She summoned a long knife, holding the knife in both hands and facing the quilboar charging towards her.

Seeing this, the wild boar grinned and rushed towards her faster.

As soon as the two of them came into contact, the woman's long knife penetrated the gap in the armor as accurately as a cook cutting an ox, and made several cuts. Through the damaged armor, the man's dark yellow fat particles can be seen.

After he was wounded by the knife, he became violent. He protected his throat and other fatal parts, held the long knife in his hand, and stepped in front of the scar-faced woman.

Although the wild boars are tall and fat, they are not slow and their attacks are extremely swift. He smashed the woman's head into pieces with two slaps from close to her face, and the red and white splattered all over his armor.

Seeing the two people fighting to the death, a burst of warm cheers erupted from the audience.

The woman in black veil explained to Yu Tianming: "The battles in the Hell Killing Fields are different from the great soul fighting arenas in the outside world. Every battle here is about life and death, so the battles will be extremely cruel."

Yu Tianming didn't say much, just nodded and continued to watch the game.

After killing the scar-faced woman, the wild boar man ignored his wounds, but grinned and looked at the other soul masters who were on guard against each other. Now the wild boar is covered in red and white, and his ugly face is full of horror.

Upon seeing this, many soul masters stopped being wary of each other, and instead moved slowly toward the wild boar in tacit agreement.

But the wild boar man was not afraid at all and rushed towards the soul master who was not far away from him.

These soul masters were far less powerful than the scar-faced woman, but after just half a stick of incense, several more corpses appeared at the feet of the wild boar man.

Although the wild boars were covered in wounds, there were only the last three people left in the field fighting for survival.

The survival rate is one in ten, and you will be attacked by enemies after the game. In fact, most of the situations here are about one out of ten.

Seeing this, the woman in black gauze reminded Yu Tianming: "In the killing field of hell, even the winner is likely to be attacked by sneak attacks after the game. This wild boar spirit master underestimated the scar-faced woman holding a long knife from the beginning. Now. Even if he can kill the remaining three people, he will still be seriously injured. Someone will definitely ambush him after the duel, which is more dangerous than a duel. "

Yu Tianming couldn't deny it, but he still said to the woman in black gauze: "Please, sign up for me. I want to participate in the next competition."

The woman in black veil no longer doubted the strength of the young man in front of her, and the battle entering the hell killing field made her involuntarily feel a sense of fear.

She nodded without hesitation and took the ID card handed over by Yu Tianming to sign up.

Regarding the killing city, Yu Tianming's only feeling was nausea. He didn't want to spend even one more day here.

After winning a hundred games and winning the championship, you can then challenge the Hell Road and you will be able to leave here.

He decided to start his killing journey today.

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