"Sure enough, there are some means, no wonder they came to my killing capital to make trouble. ”

The King of Slaughter locked his eyes on Wu Fang, "This King is a little confused, why are you not affected by the Killing Realm? ”

Wu Fang didn't answer the Killing King's question, but asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"It's rampant!"

Looking at Wu Fang's playful expression, the King of Killing suddenly let out a cold snort, and then clenched his fists tightly.

The next moment, nine soul rings lit up on his body, and the colors of the nine soul rings were, black, black, and red.

In the stands, a group of people saw the number of soul rings on the King of Slaughter and the color of the soul rings, and their pupils suddenly shrank, and their mouths opened wide to express their surprise.

"Eight black and one red, this ...... How could this be ......"

"Eight 10,000-year soul rings, one 100,000-year soul ring, how did he do it!"

"How can he absorb the first three soul rings? Not to mention the requirements of the ten thousand year soul rings for physical fitness, how did he carry the mental shock alone?"

"This King of Slaughter has completely broken my perception of the soul ring! These eight black and one red alone, even if they are placed in Title Douluo, they have a certain amount of deterrence. ”

"Having said that, how many levels of Title Douluo is the King of Slaughter? In my opinion, it definitely exceeds level 96!"

......

The eyes of the crowd were focused on the body of the Killing King, and before he could recover from the shock, the martial spirit he displayed once again boosted the atmosphere in the killing field to a new climax.

I saw that the red light in the palm of the Killing King suddenly condensed into a hammer shape, and the red giant hammer became more and more huge with the flickering of the soul ring, and countless magnificent magic patterns on the surface of the giant hammer shone brightly.

"Martial soul is...... It's Haotian Hammer!"

"Does the King of Slaughter have anything to do with Haotian Sect, could it be that he is a member of Haotian Sect!"

"No, if the King of Killing is really a person from Haotian Sect, then isn't the overall strength of this Haotian Sect no weaker than that of the Martial Spirit Palace?

"What kind of relationship is between them, maybe only the King of Slaughter himself knows. ”

......

Not only the people in the stands, but also the black-gauze woman who came with the King of Slaughter and Tang San and the others beside Wu Fang, when the King of Killing showed his martial spirit, there was a look of surprise in his expression for the first time, and his face was full of surprise.

If it is said that the only one who remains calm in the entire hell killing field, it is only Wu Fang.

"Master, why are his first few soul rings ten thousand year soul rings? Could it be that he also ate the Devil Fruit and his body structure has changed?"

"Also, why is his martial soul the same as me, and what is the connection between him and the First Great Sect, Haotian Sect?" After Tang San recovered from his shock, he tugged at Wu Fang's arm and threw out two questions in a row.

Wu Fang turned his head to look at Tang San, and touched the other party's head with a smile: "The first question, his soul ring is not a 10,000-year soul ring from the beginning, but when he was taking the Shura Divine Nine Examination. As a reward, the later ones are uplifted. The second question is for you to explore on your own in the future. ”

"Shura Nine Exams, what is that?" Since the other party refused to answer the second question, Tang San simply delved into the first question, and Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Dai Mubai also pricked up their ears.

"It's a test left by the god Shura. Not only the god Shura, but also some other gods such as the god of the sea, the god of angels, etc., will have corresponding divine examinations when looking for heirs. Those who pass will be rewarded accordingly. Increasing the age of the soul ring is one of them. ”

Wu Fang's gaze swept over the four apprentices in turn: "On the way to cultivation, your path has just begun. The so-called end point is not just Title Douluo, there is also a god position that crosses the courtyard and hundreds of levels above that. Even among the gods, there are strong and weak. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Fang's gaze returned to the King of Slaughter.

At this moment, the momentum of the King of Slaughter had climbed to a critical value and completely stabilized.

Suddenly, the figure of the King of Slaughter moved, and his wings waved behind him. Its form spun violently, and a tornado of blood mist instantly rose around it.

At the same time, the huge Haotian Hammer in his hand danced regularly, and the void collapsed wherever the hammer passed. Slender black thunderbolts flashed on the surface of the hammer, and the lightning and red blood mist intertwined and fused, and finally converged into the giant hammer.

In the sound of breaking through the air, a layer of hammer shadow about twice the size of the Haotian Hammer of the Killing King was wrapped, and under the influx of thunder and lightning and red blood mist, the hammer shadow gradually materialized.

"Shura's Hammer!"

The roar of the King of Slaughter came from the blood-red dragon scroll, and the next moment, I saw an incomparably huge giant hammer poking out of the tornado and slamming it down towards Wu Fang's location.

Behind the Hammer, there are several Hammer Shadows, and each time the Hammer Shadow is stacked, the power of the Hammer will increase by one point. When all the hammer shadows were superimposed on the giant hammer, the giant hammer suddenly erupted with brilliant black blood-red light, and the momentum was monstrous.

"Master, be careful. ”

Feeling the terrifying power on the Haotian Hammer, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Dai Mubai also pulled up their fists, with a little panic in their nervous expressions. From their eyes, they could see that they were obviously worried that Wu Fang would not be able to take the hammer of the King of Killing.

In their hearts, Wu Fang was extremely powerful, even if he was placed among the Titled Douluo, he was also the top batch of Titled Douluo. But the strength displayed by the King of Slaughter in front of him is also the best of other Title Douluo, especially the other party's soul ring, which is eight thousand year soul rings and one hundred thousand year soul ring!

Among the four apprentices, only Tang San did not show a worried expression. He admitted that the King of Killing was so strong that he couldn't afford to have any thoughts of resisting, and even he doubted that Tang Lian, the Tang Sect's top secret weapon, could hurt the other party.

But even so, he still didn't worry about Wu Fang at all.

After all, he knew another layer of Wu Fang's identity.

God, that being above the hundredth level!

No matter how strong the King of Slaughter is, he is still a mortal after all, how can he be the opponent of God!

Wu Fang got up from his chair, and the playful expression on his face disappeared. In an instant, the aura of the whole person changed, and it seemed to be serious.

【Purple Silver Battle Axe】

The indifferent words fell, and Wu Fang's body turned into a purple and silver intertwined metal under the gaze of everyone.

The metal evolved rapidly, eventually turning into a giant axe.

Although the giant axe was not as fancy as the Haotian Hammer in the hands of the King of Slaughter, it stood there quietly, like the king of heaven and earth. It doesn't move, but it has its own terrifying power.

Shout!

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, the giant axe disappeared from its place and met the imposing Haotian Hammer above.

。 Sogou