Chapter 270 King Shura & Messenger of Hell, the King of Slaughter’s Attention (Please Recommend)
In the Killing Fields of Hell, Hu Lina’s opponent this time is a strong man.
The opponent's weapon is a mace, with blood stains and scum still on it.
Looking at his fierce face, Hu Liena knew that he was a complete degenerate.
This was her fourth challenge, and she was already in an offensive stance.
She held the dagger tightly in her right hand and kept her eyes on the strong man.
The strong man licked his tongue, his eyes showed scarlet color, and he kept scanning Hu Liena's body.
“What a perfect figure!”
“If I hit it with the mace in my hand, it should form a beautiful picture.”
“Don’t worry, It won’t be painful, it’ll be over in a second!”
Hu Liena looked at the other party's disgusting look, with a cold light in her eyes.
What kind of person are you to say such disgusting things in front of me?
“Arrogant!”
She shouted and rushed towards the strong man.
"Jie Jie Jie!" The strong man was also unceremonious and began to wave the mace in his hand.
When Hu Liena was about to approach the strong man, she also felt the smell of the oncoming wind.
The brows furrowed slightly, and then a ray of red light emitted from his eyes.
The movement of the strong man swinging the big stick was obviously slow. It was this pause that allowed Hu Liena to find an opportunity.
One bends and leans back, then comes behind the opponent and quickly swings out the short knife in his hand.
Chi!
A red line appeared on the strong man's neck, and then he fell to the ground.
After his blood flowed out, it was absorbed by the lines on the ring.
“That’s it?”
“Strong on the outside but strong on the inside!”
Hu Liena curled her lips and left the ring.
Those watching the battle saw a hint of fear in Hu Liena's eyes.
Of course, there are a few people whose eyes are full of fighting spirit and want to kill this powerful opponent.
…
A month passed, and Tang San and Hu Liena had already become famous in the Hell Killing Fields.
There are fewer and fewer people who want to attack them.
The two of them fought in a concise and clear style. In the killing field of hell, they were all killed in one blow, without any sloppiness.
Although life here is boring, Tang San has long been used to it.
Under the influence of the skull and Xuantian Kung, he still maintains the sanity of a normal person.
The same situation was the same for Hu Liena. Before coming to the killing city, Bibi Dong personally found a skull produced by a ten-thousand-year-old fox soul beast.
On the surface, their temperaments have become cold and ruthless, but in fact, under this coat, they still maintain their sanity.
A year later, the two have become the stars of the Hell Killing Fields.
Hu Liena participated in a total of seventy-two games and won them all.
He was dubbed the Messenger of Hell by the people in the Killing City.
Tang San participated in a total of sixty-nine games and won them all.
The man who killed many people was given the title of King Shura.
The performance of the two can be ranked in the top ten of Killing City since its establishment.
In one year, Tang San's expression changed even more.
There was an extra layer of coldness in his expression, and there was even a faint smell of blood on his body.
He also understood a truth: here you don’t have to have strong soul power to defeat your opponent!
In Tang San's hands, several opponents with soul powers over level 80 have already died.
A soul master without soul skills is like a tiger without its claws, and Tang San himself is a terrifying killing machine.
These threats are nothing to him.
Hu Liena, on the other hand, relied on her spiritual charm to be invincible in the killing arena.
The short knife in her hand has been stained with a slight layer of red.
The temperament on her body is similar to that of Tang San, like a cold female murderer.
She was also very concerned about Tang San. This man had a perseverance that ordinary people could not possess.
You must know that anyone who comes to the Killing City will struggle on the verge of death every day and will fall at any time.
Especially men, under great pressure, they need a way to relieve themselves.
But Tang San is an exception. After coming out of the Killing Hell Field, he will return to his hut.
When he came out of the hut, the only place he went to was the killing hell field.
Many girls with good figures and good looks wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but what greeted them was only the cold murderous aura. The only difference is that she only admires Tang San.
In the original work, Hu Liena was attracted by Tang San, and then her love for her blossomed.
She has always kept her mission in mind: to cooperate with Tang San and pass the final trial in the Killing City.
At this time, Hu Liena was sitting on the high platform, watching Tang San's arena match.
Nine opponents surrounded him, eyeing him eagerly.
Tang San's hands moved quickly, and the hidden weapons in his hands came out instantly.
Six people fell down in an instant. The three people who were alive used the corpses of others to block the hidden weapons.
“Do you think this can block my hidden weapon?”
Tang San looked at these three people with cold eyes, already prepared to give them a fatal blow.
"You...have a way to die!"
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His body spun rapidly and no one could see clearly how he took action. Nine invisible flying knives as thin as willow leaves flew out of his body.
The Tang Sect’s dark system ranks eighth, and Feng Yin is the ninth.
The three people then fell on the road rushing towards Tang San.
After the battle, Tang San was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he walked up to each opponent and stamped them.
Then he took back the hidden weapons one by one from the enemy and put them into his own soul guide.
There are no hidden weapons to replenish here, and he must cherish his means of survival.
“Another victory, Tang San will catch up with me soon, interesting!”
Hu Liena is not afraid that Tang San’s victory will surpass her, but instead arouses a bit of fighting spirit .
At the same time, in a dark and spacious room in the Killing City.
There is a huge chair in the middle, inlaid with blue and purple crystals.
These crystals outline an ancient costume shape. Except for this chair, the others are all dark red.
"King Shura has won another game." A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.
"I know!" A tall figure sat down on a huge chair.
His appearance couldn't be seen in the darkness, only the man's slender figure could be vaguely seen.
"Great King, should we start contacting him?"
"It has been a long time since a truly strong person has joined the Killing City."
The woman's voice came again rang, asking the figure in the darkness.
The tall man sitting on the chair asked: "Do you think... he is a truly strong man?"
The woman pondered for three seconds, and then said again:
"At least in terms of skills, he is, he seems to be born for the killing city."
"His soul power is not special. He is strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong. I guess there is at least a piece of soul in him. The existence of bones."
The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, "Then you think... he can complete the hundred challenges of Hell Road?"
The woman replied: "It only takes time to complete the white field. Question, but he may not be able to walk through the road to hell.”
The King of Slaughter said coldly: "No need to contact him!"
"Why even though we had an agreement with Wuhun Palace a thousand years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"
"The Wuhun Palace has no time to take care of us now, but a guest came a year ago. Did you know?"
"The guest?"
"He was the only two people left at that time. One of the Gods of Killing.”
The woman's voice trembled a little, "Is King Shura related to the God of Death?"
"Not just him, but also another Hell Messenger who has won more than seventy victories!"
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“She was sent by another killing god, do you understand?!”
The voice of the killing king sounded again, with a hint of helplessness in the cold voice.
These words also dispelled the woman's idea of arranging a duel between King Shura and the Messenger of Hell.
She knew that the God of Death was in the middle of the killing.
Once the two current killing gods are truly provoked, the killing city may suffer a devastating blow.
“I just hope that under normal circumstances, they will not be able to persist for a hundred games, let alone pass the road to hell.”
“Otherwise the two killing gods will appear at the same time, and the catastrophe of the killing city will be Maybe it’s coming too.”
The King of Slaughter muttered to himself, waving a stream of rich dark red liquid out with his big hand.
In the darkness, there turned out to be a huge blood pool filled with sticky blood.
In the dim light, the King of Slaughter vaguely revealed two fangs.
……
(End of this chapter)