Chapter 277 Eating hot pot while watching the game, a hellish killing field filled with fireworks!
[Tang Hao: This beast took away my son's body. I saved his life. How dare you hold a grudge against me? 】
[Tang Hao: I should have shot him against the wall from the beginning! 】
[Tang Hao: When Ah Yin is resurrected, he must open a small account to practice. 】
[Tang Hao: As for this guy who is neither human nor ghost]
"Tang Hao!"
Tang Juan shouted loudly, reminding Tang Hao.
He quickly calmed down his thoughts and began to memorize other contents silently.
[Tang Hao: The best fighting soul hammer, Weiwei Haotian Sect. Just eight soul rings, why bring about self-destruction】
Hmm.
First Hong gave a thumbs up, he memorized it very uniquely.
"Okay, stop making trouble."
"Enter and start fighting."
Having said that
But after ten people stood still, no one took action.
This hell killing field has been transformed into a "slapping contest" by the devil. Why can't I get down to it?
The evil soul masters in the spectator seats all shrank and did not dare to say a word.
The first wave of spectators and the referee were all slaughtered by the first Hongshun.
Most of the people who have escaped now are thinking about how to survive and have no time to enjoy the game.
——It’s still such a playful game!
"What?" Yi Hong shouted: "You don't know how to play, do you? Then I'll start it!"
"Brush——"
First Hong used the soul bone skill Teleportation and flashed to Tang San's side.
A loud and fast beep sounded.
"Crack!"
Tang San was spinning on the spot like a top, heading towards the edge of the killing field arena.
The first Hong ducked over and stopped with a reverse slap.
"Isn't this very simple." First Hong said with a evil smile: "Since you are not very motivated, I will add a small rule. The first one to be eliminated must experience the pregnancy gaze."
Tang San, who was so dizzy from being whipped, felt an instinctive chill!
——The soul bone skill that allowed him to give birth to a child?
impossible!
He definitely doesn't want to experience it again! ! !
The other nine people had the same idea and looked around.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar looked at each other and formed a team in a tacit understanding, heading towards the nearest Yu Tianheng.
But Dugu Yan broke into it and took Meng Yiran with him.
The six of them faced each other, with the blue light of soul power rippling in their hands, all charging up and waiting for an attack.
As a result, Dugu Bo, a dignified man with a title, actually attacked Ma Hongjun from the side.
Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he waved his palms to meet the attack.
"Crack!"
Palms clashing.
But they were evenly matched, and neither of them benefited.
——As the First Hong said, everyone's physique is at the same level.
But combat experience is not.
Dugu Bo took advantage of Ma Hongjun's daze and followed up with his other hand, accumulating strength and hitting him in the face with a solid blow.
"Crack!"
Ma Hongjun staggered due to the whipping and bumped into Dai Mubai who was about to help.
"Come on!"
Dugu Yan shouted, leading Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng in pursuit.
Together with the slaps from Dugubo and others, Dai Mubai and the others were tired of being on guard.
In the end, Oscar gritted his teeth!
Ignoring the rain of slaps, he bit Dugu Bo with all his strength - this is your Titled Douluo, right? I can’t slap you to death!
"Crack!"
Dugu Bo, who received a slap, stared in disbelief.
[Dugu Bo: You kid really dare to hit me? 】
——[Combined Skill·Mind Reading] is fully activated!
"Crack!"
[Oscar: The sky is falling, but Brother Hong is holding up! 】
[Oscar: You still dare to stare at me? I can't slap you to death! 】With the encouragement of Oscar.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also stared at Yu Tianheng, ignoring the slaps from Dugu Yan and Meng Yiran, and slapped him hard!
[Yu Tianheng: Do you think I am a soft persimmon? court death! 】
[Dai Mubai: What kind of skill is hiding behind a woman! 】
[Ma Hongjun: It’s a one-on-one challenge between men! 】
[Yu Tianheng: Joke! In the beginning, it was obviously the three of you who wanted to beat me! 】
Got the conversation right.
There is a big brawl between seven people here.
Chen Xin over there was also surrounded by Tang San and Xiao Wu.
"I'm sorry, senior." Tang San said sanctimoniously: "This is a competition, Xiao Wu and I"
"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Xin held the sword in his palm and said coldly: "Come here, I don't want to hear your hypocrisy."
Tang San's face changed slightly when he was attacked.
[Tang San: All living beings are troubled, and troubles are all suffering. Trouble is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing.]
Learn to be smart.
Now the direct step is to calm down the mantra, without any unnecessary thoughts.
"Xiao Wu, come on!"
Tang San stepped on the ghost shadow and rushed towards Chen Xin.
The color of jade appears on the palm, and it is absolutely advantageous to slap people with the mysterious jade hand.
But Chen Xin’s slap has a sword intent in it!
"Clang——"
The palms collided with sparks!
Xiao Wu, who was behind him, stayed away and touched his fleshy palm.
Are you two the same person?
Dare she go in and deliver this?
However, Tang San used the hidden weapon technique and swung out the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara with both arms.
Chen Xin just "holds the sword" with one hand, using offense to attack and defend in an airtight manner.
The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.
If you closed your eyes, who would have thought that this was a slap in the face?
That movement.
It is in sharp contrast to the group of people next door who are "playing the king's eight punches".
["Nine Colors Ning Rongrong": It has to be my Grandpa Jian! 】
["Love God Huo Yuhao": Didn't the anchor ban Tang San's Xuan Yu hand? This is not cheating! 】
["Supreme Bibi Dong": I think the anchor did it on purpose. After all, he was not worried about the scarcity but the inequality. When it was discovered that Tang San was the most special, all that was waiting for him was to attack in groups. 】
["Wind God Bai Chenxiang": I'm afraid the anchor didn't think too much and just wanted to watch the excitement, right? 】
There was also a lot of excitement under the Killing Fields arena.
Ning Rongrong held Yi Hong's hand, feeling hopeless.
"No!"
"Do you want me to be an assistant to participate in this kind of competition?"
"That's not looking for abuse!"
Zhu Zhuqing was opposed.
"The killing fields of hell used to be a life-and-death arena where there was a narrow escape from death. It's pretty good like this now."
Ning Rongrong was speechless.
But
She is just an assistant!
How cruel must one be to come to the city of killing?
"This is not easy." First Hong joked: "As long as you don't participate, you won't get slapped?"
"Ah?" Ning Rongrong said unexpectedly: "Don't participate? Is that okay?"
"Why not?" First Hong asked strangely: "The reward for this competition is the qualification to inherit the Shura God King. It is for the main kill. Even if you get it as an assistant, you will not be recognized by the other party."
Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as she doesn't get beaten up, everything will be fine.
As for what gods are inherited.
With First Hong here, what does she have to worry about?
Take the burden off.
Ning Rongrong took out the tables, chairs and benches, laid out the ingredients and a big pot, and started eating hot pot next to the hell killing field!
I could see Zhang San's expression twitching.
In the thousands of years since the killing fields of hell, has there ever been such a "fireworks" scene?
(End of chapter)