Starting From Supporting Qian Renxue To Plunder the Heavens

Chapter 140: Instant kill, the sword refers to the king of killing! (Two/five)

After waiting in the lobby for about ten minutes, the black-shirted woman walked over with Lu Xiao's identity token. Although some people looked at Lu Xiao curiously during this period, no one came up to deliberately provoke.

Those who can survive in the inner city are not fools. Lu Xiao's vigorous and energetic appearance is obviously different from them, not to mention his strength, it is obvious that he is a newcomer.

And the newcomer dared to come to the killing fields of **** as soon as he came in, and there was no explainer around him, either this guy was an out-and-out noob, or this guy was a complete powerhouse.

With a 50% probability, this group of guys who pin their heads to their waistbands don't want to choose.

When the black-shirted woman came back, some of the veiled eyes gradually disappeared. They had already seen the identity token in the black-shirted woman's hand, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Dare to break into the killing fields of **** when you first came to the city of killing? !

"Your game will start soon. There were a lot of people participating in the killing game today. There are three games ahead of you."

The black-shirted woman bowed slightly and stood aside. The games in the killing fields of **** often end very quickly, because everyone is heading towards the enemy's vital points. All moves are killing moves, and there is no retention at all. Case.

So there is a high probability that in the first minute of the game, there may be only three or four players left in the original ten players.

After three games, it was only half an hour before it was Lu Xiao's turn to play.

Under the guidance of the black-shirted woman, Lu Xiao came to a room. Nine men and women with strange expressions were each in a corner.

When Lu Xiao came in, all the eyes of the nine people focused on Lu Xiao, and the madness and killing intent in those eyes was enough to make the timid person feel demented on the spot.

But it's a pity that Lu Xiao's spirit is like steel, not to mention these people who were stunned by the murderous air, even if Tang Hao Bibi Dong used the Killing God Realm to attack Lu Xiao, I am afraid that Lu Xiao could not be shaken. !

"It looks like I'm quite popular?"

Lu Xiao chuckled, and a folding fan appeared in his hand. It didn't seem like he was preparing to participate in a killing match, but like Young Master Zhuo Shijia seeking some excitement.

"What a tender kid."

In the corner of the room, a bald-headed middle-aged man squatting on the ground licked his lips. If the killing intent in his eyes could be condensed into substance, a drop of saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the ground making a sizzling sound.

"My lord, I wish you can come back alive."

After the black-shirted woman sent Lu Xiao to the game rest room, she was ready to leave.

Her gaze fell on Lu Xiao again, as if she wanted to tell Lu Xiao that he must never fail to abide by the rules of the killing fields of hell.

In response to this, Lu Xiao just walked to the side indifferently, leaning on the wall and closing his eyes to calm himself, he did not pay attention to the other people in the room at all.

Judging from the spirit power fluctuations surging around the body, among this group of people, the highest spirit power level is the bald head squatting in the corner, which is probably more than sixty.

Seeing Lu Xiao's calm face, the other people wanted to tear him to pieces, but due to the rules of the **** killing field, they couldn't do it in the rest room and could only wait until the killing game started.

Lu Xiao didn't let Lu Xiao wait for too long. He only heard a whistle. There was a wall in the originally sealed room that started to rise directly. Only then did Lu Xiao realize that the wall opposite him turned out to be a flexible door!

"The game has started, kid, enjoy the last time you can breathe!"

The bald man stood up from the ground, he licked his lips again, then arched out of the room.

When the trap door was completely opened, the noise and noise also passed into Lu Xiao's ears. It was completely different from the passion of the Great Arena, where even the screaming emotions were only madness and killing!

"The last time you can breathe? It sounds nice."

Lu Xiao straightened up, and walked out of the room slowly holding the folding fan in his right hand.

Outside the door of the mechanism, there is a passage that looks a little gloomy.

After passing through the passage, what was printed in Lu Xiao's eyes was a huge duel field with a diameter of almost a kilometer!

The other nine people have found a place to stand. Although they can't use spirit abilities, they can still summon spirits.

Lu Xiao looked around and found that of the other nine people, eight of them were beast spirits, and only one was a weapon spirit cudgel.

Among them, the bald man's martial arts spirit seems to be a toad, no wonder he likes to lick his lips so much.

"Game start!"

There was another whistle, there was no fancy introduction, and there was no extra commentator. Everyone fought together in an instant.

"Little guy, although I really want to play with you, since you have entered this killing field, let's give my life to my sister!"

A woman who looked like a fox in the air raised her sharp claws and scratched Lu Xiao's neck quickly.

"Will you play? A woman like you doesn't even have the qualifications to be close to me."

Lu Xiao opened the folding fan with a "why", and a dark light shot from his fingertips, directly piercing the woman's body.

boom!

A rain of blood and meat scattered all over the ground, and Lu Xiao used his soul power to form a shield to resist the disgusting residue, and then his eyes fell on the other eight people who had stopped.

"He can use spirit abilities, that's a spirit bone!!!"

The eyes of the bald man were full of horror. As an old man who had been in the killing city for a long time, he naturally knew that the soul bone would not be restricted in the killing.

But how many people can have soul bones for those who can enter this kind of place? !

As far as the bald man knows, the fallen ones in the entire killing capital are probably only those monsters that have maintained more than 30 consecutive victories now have soul bones!

"Kill him first!"

Following a roar of unknown origin, the remaining eight people all rushed towards Lu Xiao, and their ferocious aura caused amazing cheers from the audience.

"The storm annihilates the light wheel!"

A cyan light gleamed from Lu Xiao's left arm, and a rotating light wheel appeared around Lu Xiao, like a cyan spirit ring guarding Lu Xiao.

The two people who were the first to approach Lu Xiao were cut into pieces by the light wheel in an instant, and then a hurricane blew them to the distant auditorium.

A sense of fear spread in the hearts of several contestants. In less than a minute after the start ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, three of them were killed by Lu Xiao.

I am afraid that the remaining few people will not add up enough for him to fight!

The bald man wanted to retreat, but there was only death in the killing fields of hell, no defeat or surrender, so he could only watch Lu Xiao urging the cyan light wheel to cut them into rain foam one by one and then blow them onto the auditorium. .

"Victor, nine zero zero zero!"

An icy voice spread, and the cheers of the killing fields in **** broke through the dome. They did not expect that a newcomer who had just entered the killing capital would win a victory with such a devastating destruction!

Lu Xiao brushed his shoulders lightly, and brushed the non-existent dust. His eyes fell straight into the void above his head, where there seemed to be someone peeping at him!

"It seems that this **** killing field is just like this, it's not exciting at all, don't you think it is, Lord Slaughter King."

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