The people watching the battle around the arena watched the four responsible persons give up their seats, and their eyes not only did not have the slightest contempt, but also praise.

If you were to replace them, they would make the same choice.

A terrifying existence that could easily kill Contra was definitely not something they could provoke.

Looking at the empty seat in front of him, Wu Fang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and with a slight wave, the giant palm turned into liquid metal and returned to his body. Then, under the gaze of everyone in the field, he stepped forward and sat down on the main seat where the rickety old man had been before.

Tang San first swept over the frightened spectators around him, then looked at the four responsible persons who had retreated to the side, and finally his gaze fell on Wu Fang's body, and his heart trembled.

At this moment, he completely understood the meaning of what his master had said to him.

Absolute strength that can ignore any constraints!

"Why are you standing stupidly? Sit here. Wu Fang beckoned to Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"Oh. Tang San and the four of them answered, and sat beside Wu Fang in turn.

After sitting down, Tang San and Xiao Wu were quite calm, as for Dai Mubai and Oscar, the two of them were like sitting on a pincushion, this was the first time they had been stared at by so many strange eyes.

"Which of you is going to urge the King of Slaughter? there's not much time left for him to come over. Wu Fangsenhan's gaze was projected on a person in charge.

Facing Wu Fang's cold gaze, the person in charge shuddered, and after glancing at the three flesh and blood not far away, he quickly ran towards the door of the Hell Killing Field.

"Is this man here to find the King of Slaughter? How many years have it been since I finally saw the true face of the King of Slaughter. ”

"He has killed one chief and two deputy directors one after another, so he should be on the opposite side of the killing capital. You say, if he fights the King of Slaughter, who will win?"

"In my opinion, it should be the King of Killing. After all, this is the home of the King of Slaughter, and he is the master here. In the past, the two Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall all died here. ”

"It's not easy to say, those two Title Douluo are because they can't use soul skills. And he doesn't seem to be bound by this at all. ”

......

The people around the competition platform peeked at Wu Fangshi, who was sitting on the main seat, and discussed in a low voice and in a low voice.

The Inner City of the Killing Capital, a dark and spacious room.

It was an extraordinarily large chair inlaid with blue-purple crystals. These crystals are outlined in the shape of a drum tower. Everything here is dark red except for this chair.

"The man who killed me also threatened to show me up in the hell killing field in half an hour. If I don't make it, I'll leave my killing capital in ruins. Hahaha...... It's been so many years, and I haven't heard such arrogant words. A tall figure sat on the huge chair, and in the darkness it was impossible to see his face, only a faint trace of his slender figure.

"Great King, do you want to go over?" asked the black-veiled woman, standing respectfully beside the tall man.

"Do you think he has the right to let me pass, go and let Xiang Gu find him, kill him, and bring his body to me. I'd like to see what this arrogant guy looks like. The tall man sitting on the chair snorted coldly, two blood-red rays of light erupted from his eyes, and the air around him became viscous and the heavy smell of blood spread in all directions.

"Great king, slave and maidservant, go and tell the lord. The black-veiled woman bowed to the tall man, but just as she was about to retreat, there was a sharp knock at the door.

"Come in. ”

The tall man's indifferent voice fell, and a man pushed the door and trotted in, kneeling down in front of the tall man, who was one of the heads of the Hell Killing Field.

"What's going on? so panicked. The King of Slaughter glanced coldly at the man and asked.

"Great King, great things are not good, there are people making trouble in the killing fields of hell. Xiang Zhi, Nan Zhu, and Meng Zhu have all been killed by him. "He urged me to come and inform you that you don't have much time left." ”

"What? even Xiang Gu was killed by him!" Hearing the man's words, the King of Slaughter got up from his chair, and there was obviously a hint of surprise in his words.

Xiang Gu is an eighty-third level Contra Douluo, and if he can use soul skills, it is enough to deal with a Titled Douluo who can't use soul skills. In his opinion, there is no one from the outsider who can threaten Xiang Gu.

But the current fact is that Xiang Gu was killed!

And this person is precisely the one who asked the black gauze woman to give him a message!

"Great King, there is something strange about this man's methods. He doesn't seem to be constrained by the rules you've set here. Although I didn't see his soul ring light up, that method did have an ordinary soul skill, which I had never seen before. ”

The man seemed to see the Killing King's thoughts, and hurriedly described in detail the scene in the previous Hell Killing Field.

"It's funny. I'm going to meet him and see what kind of existence he is. ”

After listening to the man's story, the King of Slaughter seemed to be interested, and with a wave of his big hand, a thick dark red liquid flew into his mouth. Looking closely, in the darkness, there was a huge pool of blood in front of him, which was full of sticky blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood in his belly, and in the dim light, two fangs were faintly exposed.

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Four minutes later.

The three figures walked into the hell killing fields.

Under the illumination of the purple-blue light in the field, the appearance of the figure of the leader was revealed.

This is a face that is not handsome but full of rigidity, the scar on the right cheek that cannot be seen to be injured by any weapon is particularly obvious, and the two fangs symmetrically distributed in the mouth give people a sense of seclusion.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to catch up. Wu Fang got up from his chair and focused his gaze on the King of Slaughter. Although there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The king of killing in front of him, in addition to being the master of the killing capital, he has another identity.

Tang San's great-grandfather, the founder of Haotian Sect.

His real name is Tang Chen, one of the three Extreme Douluo in the world, and he once defeated Angel Douluo Qiandaoliu at Haotian Peak to become the strongest person in the continent.

After breaking through level 99, he met Posesi on Poseidon Island, and in the process of studying all day, he fell in love with Posei. Later, when he left, he made a promise that he would not become a god and would not return.

It's a pity that he was killed by the god Shura and lost his mind when he was taking the eighth test of the Shura Nine Exams, and became the king of killing in the killing world.

"If I don't come, aren't you going to destroy the entire Killing Capital?" the Killing King let out a sneer and walked unhurriedly towards the arena.

。 Sogou