Anyone who comes to the Killing Capital and struggles on the line of death every day will fall with it.
Especially men.
Because under this tremendous pressure, everyone needs to be relieved in a way.
But Tang San didn't.
After the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice.
Stepping out of the hut, the only place he went was the Hell's Killing Fields.
I don't know how many beautiful women want to give their arms to this Shura King, but they are only greeted by Tang San's cold murderous aura.
As early as when Tang San won twenty victories, Hu Liena was sure that this man and herself came here for the same purpose.
In order to exercise yourself.
In the past, she had always felt that her brother was the most outstanding man she had seen, and after the Continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition was over, although she didn't want to admit it, Tang San also joined the ranks in her heart on his own.
And the man in front of him is the third.
And the one she thinks is the best.
He will not be greater than himself, handsome in appearance, not in the steadfastness of depravity.
Each of these qualities is deeply attracted to Hu Liena.
There are often many reasons why a woman falls in love with a man.
Hu Liena knew that she had fallen in love with this man.
Although apart from a word he had spoken to himself on the first day he had been here, there had been no communication since.
But she was still completely sure that she couldn't accommodate anyone in her heart except him.
Hu Liena sighed deeply, but unfortunately, he was a disciple of Haotian Sect.
Born in the Martial Spirit Palace, how could Hu Liena not recognize the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand She even thought about it in a daze, why the outstanding men were all from the Haotian Sect.
Tang San is like this, and so is this nine-five-two-eight.
Just as Hu Liena's thoughts were constantly rushing, Tang San in the venue moved.
Nine people, coming from nine different directions, did not disturb his mind in the slightest.
The figure flickered illusoryly, and it seemed like a spring was installed under his feet.
Tang San's body had already flashed in front of an opponent who had been trembling before.
The next moment, the steel knife in the man's hand was already embedded in his neck.
Turn around, kick, hands flying.
Countless sparkling rays of light flew out from Tang San's palm, and they were shining steel needles.
The piercing sound of breaking the air stirred.
The screams came back one after another.
There were only three people who could survive Tang San's secret weapon.
It wasn't because they were able to dodge Tang San's hidden weapon, but because they all had an extra body of their former companion in their hands, to be precise, a corpse.
Two sixty levels, one seventy level.
That is, two soul emperors and one soul saint.
If they were able to use the soul technique, these three people were enough to bring a mortal threat to Tang San, who was only in his fifties.
But this is the killing capital.
Tang San, who had been forged by the three great immortal grasses and the two great soul bones, didn't know how much higher his physical strength was than them.
Soul power is important, but skill is lost.
Soul power does not have an absolute effect.
The three men moved at the same time, both holding the entity in one hand and their weapons in the other.
Under the effect of his own strong soul power, he rushed towards Tang San from three angles.
Their spirit has completely locked on the sixty-seven-victorious Shura King in front of them.
They know that victory or defeat is here, and there is only one chance.
If you want to block my secret weapon, then let you die under the secret weapon.
The body rotated rapidly, and no one could see clearly how Tang San made a move.
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Nine arc-shaped knives as thin as willow leaves had already flown out of his body.
The secret weapon of the Tang Gate ranks eighth, and the phoenix leads nine chicks.
The nine flying knives are like nine phoenixes with flapping wings, swaying in the air.
Three seconds later, the fight stopped.
On Tang San's shoulder, there was an extra blood mark, which was left by the soul saint in the opponent.
It's a pity that before he slashed Tang San, he already had an extra flying knife on his vest.
The major arteries on both sides of the neck were also embedded by two other throwing knives at the same time.
Therefore, his sword full of soul power only left Tang San with a three-inch-long wound.
At the end of the battle, Tang San was not in a hurry to leave, he slowly walked in front of each of his previous opponents and stomped down.
The skull was at his feet, like a broken egg.
And the white light emanating from his feet prevented the splash of filth from dripping off his body.
The previous battle had taught Tang San that as long as the opponent's head was not shattered, he couldn't give up his vigilance.
In order to understand this truth, he once paid the price of breaking three ribs.
One by one, the hidden weapons were retrieved from the enemy and included in the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Bright Moon Night.
This is the killing capital, there is no hidden weapon to supply, he must cherish his means of survival.
Hu Liena's charming eyes flashed with a special brilliance, the moment she saw Tang San throw out the flying knife, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, if it weren't for her special method to see that Tang San was by no means easy to see, he would definitely equate the nine five twenty-eight in front of him with Tang San.
What kind of person I fell in love with, whether it was his looks, his strength, or everything he had Sixty-eight wins, this is Tang San's current achievement.
From Hu Liena, he got closer again.
The Killing Capital, dark and wide rooms.
It was an extraordinarily large chair inlaid with blue and purple crystals.
These crystals are outlined in the shape of a drum tower.
Everything here is dark red except for this chair.
"King Shura has won again."
A cold female voice sounded in the gloom.
"I know."
A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.
In the dark, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, and I could only vaguely see that this person was slender and long.
"Great King.
Should we start contacting him in the killing capital, it has been a long time since a real powerhouse has joined. ” "Do you think he's a real powerhouse?"
asked the tall man sitting in his chair.
"At least skillfully, he is.
King Shura is like he was born to kill the capital.
His soul power is not particularly strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong.
Even if Title Douluo was in the Killing Capital, it would be impossible to kill him without soul skills.
I can be sure that in the body of King Shura, there is at least one soul bone. ” The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, "Then do you think he can complete a hundred battles and challenge the Hell Road" "It's only a matter of time before you finish 100 games.
But Hell Road, I'm afraid he won't be able to walk it. ” The King of Slaughter said coldly, "Don't touch him." ” "Why Great King, don't you want our Killing Capital to become stronger, even though we had an agreement with the Martial Spirit Hall a thousand years ago.
But who knows when they will tear up the agreement" The King of Slaughter said coldly, "The Martial Spirit Hall doesn't have time to take care of us now.
A month ago, there was once a guest who came.
Do you remember?"
"Guest" "Yes.
It is one of the only two remaining killing gods in the world. ” "Could it be that King Shura has something to do with that killing god" The cold female voice trembled a little.
The King of Slaughter said lightly, "You guessed right.
In this world, if there is anything that can truly threaten the Dao Killing Capital, it is definitely not the Martial Spirit Palace.
It's these two killing gods.
Neither can I offend them.
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You should know that those who pass through the Hell Road can still use soul skills within the range of the Killing City.
And this Shura King was sent in by the most terrifying of the two killing gods.
Let it be.
Although I don't want another god of killing.
But he was even more reluctant to bear the wrath of the god-killer. ” The cold female voice gasped, "Great Killing King, I'm afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the Killing Capital."
After all, every appearance of a killing god is accompanied by a crisis for the killing capital.
Isn't there such a instruction on the fable wall of our killing capital, the god of slaughter descends, hell is calamity.
The first few times, every time the God of Killing appeared, it was a heavy damage to the killing capital, if it really came again this time, I'm afraid" The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice, "I have also thought of this question.
What you don't know is that it's not just King Shura who has a background in killing gods, but also the Hell Messenger who has already won more than seventy victories.
She was sent by another living god of killing.
If it weren't, do you think I'd allow her to stay there?"
"Great King, if we don't arrange for the Hellbringers to face the Shura King, if they" Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had already erupted from the eyes of the Killing King, the surrounding air had obviously become viscous, and the heavy smell of blood was scattered in all directions, and the cold female voice suddenly let out a sharp scream that was not like a human being, and in the corner, a bumpy body trembled violently.
"Don't think that I can talk nonsense if I love you.
After passing through the Hell Road, the Killing God can return to the Killing City at any time.
The rule of the Hell Killing Fields is that Fallen with more than fifty wins will not meet in the same match.
If any of the killing gods knew about such a situation.
For the city of hell, it is really a disaster of destruction.
In their God-Killing Realm, any soul master can restore the use of soul skills.
Otherwise, why do you think I would compromise with them?"
Blood-red eyes drifted in the air, and the King of Slaughter muttered to himself, "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they won't be able to hold out to a hundred, let alone pass the Hell Road.
Otherwise, two killing gods appear at the same time.
I'm afraid the catastrophe of the Killing Capital is coming. ” To be continued: