"Damn, what the hell is this guy doing! Is he crazy? Don't you see anyone on the field fighting?"

"I still have four children, I haven't seen them before. But since they were able to come to the Hell Killing Ground safely, it means that they still have some skills, and they shouldn't be ignorant of the rules here?"

"It's been ten years since I came to the Killing Capital, and I've never seen this situation now, and today is really an eye-opener. Isn't this guy really afraid of death?"

"What the hell are they trying to do? Could it be that they're being controlled?"

"I think so much, I just know that there is a good show to watch next. ”

"Hehe, soon there will be five more corpses on the stage, including the corpses of four children, I am still a little excited to think about it, I really want to taste the taste of their blood." ”

......

At the moment when the five masters and apprentices of Wu Fang ascended the competition platform, the hell killing field was boiling. Most of them even stood up from their chairs, their eyes full of excitement, as if they had exploded.

"Boy, are you going to join us with the four little guys behind you?" Say, which of the two of us are you going to help?"

As soon as he said this, his opponents, including those watching the battle in the killing field, burst into a playful laugh almost simultaneously.

Wu Fang glanced at the machete man, smiled faintly, and ignored the noisy chatter of the spectators around the arena, but still led Tang San and the four of them towards the row of seats behind the arena.

"Looks like you're new. The old man had served as the deacon of the killing field master for nearly twenty years, and it was the first time he had encountered such a situation. There is no precedent, and the old man doesn't know what to do with you for a while, which is really difficult. ”

Among the seven seats, the rickety old man sitting in the middle stood up, wearing a black robe, and the two big words 'killing' on the back of the robe were particularly conspicuous.

"Is this going to be handled by the chief himself? In this way, these guys are still blessed. ”

"Haha...... I really didn't expect to alarm the principal. In my memory, I haven't been in charge of things since I became a Contra. Even if you sometimes stay in the hell killing fields, sitting in that position is just a nap and going through the motions. ”

"What do you think Xiang will do with that kid and the four children behind him?"

"It must be killing chickens and making an example of monkeys! Otherwise, what if there are still people who don't know whether they are alive or dead and interrupt the competition on the field like the current situation?"

......

Seeing the rickety old man get up, the people watching the battle around the arena cast their expectant glances.

However, before the voices of the crowd mixed with excitement could completely waft out of the air, a miserable and painful wail on the stage was the first to echo in the killing field, and the shouts were heartbreaking.

The next moment, the pupils of everyone watching the battle shrank suddenly, and the originally noisy atmosphere froze for a moment, and all that could be heard was the sound of them squirming and swallowing saliva.

As far as the eye could see, the expressions of the spectators were extremely distorted, and their eyes were about to fall out, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

The expressions of the two people who had been fighting on the fighting platform also froze suddenly, as if they had suddenly fallen into an evil spirit, and their eyes were dull looking ahead, and their appearance was extremely weird.

At this moment, Wu Fang's right hand turned into black and purple inexplicable metal, and at the top was a huge metal palm, and in the palm of his hand was holding the chief person in charge of this hellish killing field.

Looking at it, the whole body of the chief person in charge was completely grasped by the giant, and only a hideous head was exposed.

With the rubbing of the metal giant palm, the rickety old man's face became more and more pale, and the hissing and wailing in his mouth became more and more poignant. I saw that in the sky above his head, eight soul rings lit up, but they only lit up for a moment and then dimmed instantly.

Click, click.

The hellish killing fields grew more and more silent, and all that was left was the crisp sound of bones grinding and the painful wails of the rickety old man.

The interweaving of the two voices was like a magic sound from a real hell, striking at the hearts of everyone present. And the person who played was the young man they had seen as prey for amusement.

The blood of the rickety old man flowed down the giant palm, and in a few breaths, the blood infected a table, which was shocking.

Ahh

With a miserable scream, the rickety old man's eyeballs bulged out suddenly, and then the shouting stopped abruptly, and his expression was completely frozen.

He ...... He actually killed the master!"

"Who the hell is he! That's a Contra!"

"Could it be that he is a Title Douluo? Doesn't it mean that even if he is a Title Douluo, he can't use soul skills here?

"What is the purpose of such a person coming to the hellish killing field?"

......

The last scream of the rickety old man recalled the souls of all the people in the field, and after everyone came back to their senses, all their eyes focused on Wu Fang's side back, with shock in their eyes.

"But ants. ”

The cold voice fell, Wu Fang waved his hand, and the corpse of the rickety old man who was pinched into flesh by the metal giant palm fell aside.

As for the two fighters on the stage before, at the moment of catching a glimpse of the corpse of the rickety old man, after looking at Wu Fang's back in horror, they jumped off the competition platform tremblingly.

"Damn, you dare to sneak attack the master!"

In the row of seats where the rickety old man was originally sitting, two people in charge were the first to react, and the shouts full of killing intent fell, and seven soul rings lit up on the two of them at the same time.

"Nether Artillery!"

"Yellow Springs Ice!"

I saw the two responsible persons eject from their chairs at the same time, and their whole bodies burst out with terrifying soul power fluctuations. Then, the seventh soul ring beat at the same time.

A ball of fireball the size of a football erupted from the palm of one of them, and the fireball instantly raised the temperature on the ring, and the scorching flames scorched the void and sneered. The other person clenched his hands into fists, just the opposite of the former, the surface of the fist was piercing with cold, and a huge ice pick appeared out of thin air.

"Fancy. ”

Without waiting for the attack of the two responsible persons to fall on Wu Fang's body, the metal giant palm first pushed forward, and then bent a horizontal shot.

With a loud bang, the fireball was annihilated and the ice pick disappeared.

Two clumps of minced meat slapped on the table, echoing the broken corpse of the old man before.

"Goo. ”

In the hellish killing fields, the hustle and bustle once again turned into dead silence.

After casually solving the two ants, Wu Fang glanced at the remaining four responsible persons.

Facing Wu Fangsenhan's gaze, the four responsible persons glanced at each other, as if they had made the same decision, and got up and left their seats without hesitation.

。 Sogou