Douluo Dalu

Chapter 452—The King of Killing (Part 1)

Anyone who comes to the capital of killing, struggling on the death line every day, will fall. Especially men. Because under this tremendous pressure, everyone needs a way to ease. But Tang San did not. After the battle, he will always go to a hut to practice. Out of the hut, his place is only **** to kill the field.

I don't know how many beautiful women want to send a hug to the Shura King, but they are only greeted by Tang San's cold murderous.

As early as Tang won three victories, Hullina confirmed that this man and his own purpose is the same. In order to exercise yourself.

In the past, she always felt that her brother was the best one among the men I saw. After the end of the elite contest of the Senior Soulmasters College across the continent, although she did not want to admit it, Tang San also joined her in her own heart. The man in front of him is the third. It is also the one she thinks is the best.

He will not be bigger than himself, handsome and looks, not the temptation to fall. Every trait is deeply attracted to Hullina.

A woman likes a man and often has many reasons. Hullina knows that she has fallen in love with this man. Even though he had said a word to himself when he came here on the first day, there was no communication. But she is still completely sure that, besides him, he can't accommodate anyone in his heart.

Hullina sighed deeply, but unfortunately, he was the child of Yu Tianzong. Born in the Wuhun Hall, how can Hullina not recognize the hammer in the hands of Tang San? She even thought about why the outstanding men are from the Tianzong. Tang San is like this, and this is also true of this 9258.

While the thoughts in the mind of Hullina are constantly rushing, the Tang San in the venue moved.

Nine people, from nine different directions, did not disturb his mood. The illusion of the body is flashing, and the foot is like a spring. Tang San’s body had already flashed in front of a trembled opponent in an instant.

next moment. The steel knife in the hand of the man has already embedded his neck.

Turn around, kick, and fly.

The brilliance of countless sparkling crystals emerged from the palm of the Tang Dynasty. It was a shiny steel needle. The piercing sound of the air broke. The screams reminded one after another.

There are only three people who can survive from the Tang III hidden weapon.

It is not because they can evade the hidden weapons of the Tang Dynasty, but because they have a body of their former companions in their hands, to be precise, the body.

Two sixty levels. A seventy level. That is, two soul emperors are a soul holy.

If you can use the soul skills, these three people are enough to bring to the deadly threat of Tang three with only 50 levels. But here is the capital of killing. Tang San, who has been forged by the three great grasses and two soul bones, does not know how much strength is higher than them. Soul power is important, but it loses skill. Soul power does not have an absolute effect.

The three men moved at the same time, both carrying a physical body and holding the weapon in the other hand. Under the influence of his own powerful soul, he rushed to Tang San from three angles. Their spirit has completely locked in the 67-year-old Shura King. they know. Victory and defeat are here, and the opportunity is only this time.

Want to block my hidden weapon? Ok, then let you die under the hidden weapon.

The body swiftly rotated for a week, no one saw how Tang San was shot. A curved knife with a thin handle like a willow has already flown out of him.

Tangmen hidden weapon ranked eighth, Feng cited nine young.

Nine-handed flying knives. It is like nine phoenixes that flap their wings and sway in the air.

After three seconds, the battle stopped. On the shoulders of Tang Sandi, there was a blood mark. That was left by the soul of the opponent. It is a pity that before the slash of Tang San, his vest has already had a flying knife. The aorta on both sides of the neck is also embedded by two other flying knives. Therefore, his full-fledged knives only left a three-inch wound to Tang San.

At the end of the battle, Tang San did not rush to leave. He slowly walked to the front of each of the previous opponents and squatted.

The skull is at his feet. It is like a broken egg. The white light emitted from his feet made the splashing smudges not drip.

The previous battle told Tang San that as long as the opponent’s head was not broken, he could not give up his vigilance. In order to understand this truth, he was asked to pay the price of breaking the three ribs.

A piece of hidden weapon was taken back from the enemy and earned twenty-four bridges. Here is the capital of killing, there is no hidden weapon to replenish, he must cherish his life-saving means.

Hullina’s charming eyes sparkled with special brilliance, and I saw Tang’s moment of flying a knife. Her heart could not help but skip a half-shot. If it is not because she has a special way to see that Tang San is not easy, he will definitely equate the 925 and Tang three.

I fell in love with the ground. What kind of person is it? What I love is what is his appearance? His strength? Still everything he has?

Sixty-eight wins, this is the current Tang three results. From Hullina, he is near again.

Killing capital, dark and wide room.

It was an extraordinarily huge chair with blue and purple crystals set in the chair. These crystals are outlined in a drum-like shape. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"The king of Shura won another game." The cold female voice rang in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the huge chair. In the darkness, I can't see his appearance, but I can only see that this person is long and thin.

"Great King. Do we want to start contacting him? The capital of killing, for a long time no real power has joined."

"Do you think he is the real powerhouse?" asked the tall man sitting in the chair.

"At least in terms of skill, he is. King Shura is born to kill the capital. His soul is not particularly strong, but his skills are terrible. Even the title is in the capital of killing. It is impossible to kill him without the soul skills. I am sure that there is at least one soul bone in the king of Shura."

The King of Killing was silent for a moment. "Do you think that he can complete a hundred games and challenge the road to hell?"

"It is a matter of time to finish a hundred games. But Hell Road, he is afraid he will not leave."

The king of the killing is cold and cold: "Don't touch him."

"Why? The great king, don't you want our killings to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhun Temple thousands of years ago, who knows which day they will tear up the agreement?"

The King of Killing is cold and cold: "The Wu Hun Temple has no time to take care of us. A month ago, there was a guest. Do you remember?"

"The guests?"

"Yes. It is one of the two remaining gods in the world."

"Is it true that King Shura is related to the killing of God?" The cold female voice shook a little.

The king of the killing faint said: "You guessed it. In this world, if you can really threaten the killing capital, it is not the Wu Hun Temple. But these two kill God. They, I can not offend. You should know that people who pass through Hell Road can still use Soul in the scope of the Killing Capital. And this Shura King is the most terrible of the two killing gods. Everything goes with the flow. Although I I don’t want to kill another god. But I don’t want to bear the anger of killing God."

The icy female voice sucked a cold breath. "The great king of killing, I am afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the killing capital. After all, every killing **** will appear with a killing capital. Crisis. Is there such an instruction in the wall of the fables of our killing capital? Killing God and coming to hell. In the past few times, every time God kills, it is a lot of damage to the killing capital, if this time Really come again, I am afraid..."

The king of the killing screams: "I also thought about this problem. What you don't know is that not only the Shura King has a background in killing the gods, but also the **** messenger who has won more than seventy wins. She is another existing killer. God sent it. If not, do you think I will allow her to exist forever?"

"Great king, or what?" We arranged the **** messengers to face the Shura king, if they..."

The voice has not fallen, and the two blood-red lights have spewed out of the eyes of the King of Killing. The surrounding air has become sticky and thick, and the **** smell of the blood has spread. The cold female voice suddenly makes a sharp impression. Called, the corner, an embossed body trembled fiercely.

"Don't think that I can spoil you when I love you. Passing the road to hell, killing God can return to the capital of killing at any time. The rules of **** killing the field are that the fallen people who have more than 50 wins will not be in the same game. Meet. If you are killed by any one, you know this. For the capital of hell, it is truly a devastating disaster. In their field of killing, any soul teacher can restore the use of soul skills. Otherwise, you think Why should I compromise with them?"

The blood-red eyes fluttered in the air, and the king of the killing murmured himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they can't stick to a hundred games, and they can't pass the road of hell. Otherwise, two killing gods appear at the same time. I am afraid that the disaster of the capital of killing will also come."