Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking that Tang San recognized him, otherwise what would he remind me to do?

But in the next sentence, I heard Tang San continue:

"You and a friend of mine are two or three points alike, I hope you can survive, even if you want to lose, you will be defeated in my hands!"

After Tang San came to the Killing Capital, he rarely spoke or communicated with people.

This was one of the very few Tang San who took the initiative to speak.

Because of this white-clothed god of death, it really made Tang San think of Jiuyi Kai and Wang Feng.

Wang Feng: "......"

Xiao San seems to have a deep obsession with me.

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile in his heart and said.

"To be precise, an opponent called the 'Shadowless Assassin'. The white-clothed Grim Reaper, this person is very powerful, and he may not be attacked by you. ”

At this time, Hu Liena suddenly spoke.

Wang Feng paused.

The Shadowless Assassin, Wang Feng had also heard of it, was a strong man who came in from outside half a year ago.

The terrible thing is that in just half a year, this shadowless has already reached fifty victories at this moment!

He even asked to take the initiative to participate in the competition of the degenerate in the high victory field, and he was considered a very well-known strong man.

It's also very good at killing.,Has extremely high killing skills.,And the ability is very special.。

However, Wang Feng is not very interested in these things, and he usually watches the game occasionally.

"Huh?"

Wang Feng looked at Hu Liena the same.

A year ago, he didn't talk to Hu Liena. In the past year, Hu Liena has not been bored with him. Instead, he watched the game silently while cultivating himself.

Hearing the two of them say this at this time, Wang Feng was a little interested.

And seeing Wang Feng walking into the Hell Killing Field, Hu Liena took the lead in following.

The name of the white-clothed god of death can attract countless people in the inner city, and it is still a woman, and although Hu Liena is not as exaggerated as those bewitching sluts, she is indeed a little curious in her heart.

In addition to curiosity, Hu Liena can only admire.

It's really admired.

What Hu Liena admires most is that the other party has stayed in the killing capital for a year, and his temperament has not changed at all!

That white dress, in the killing capital, is like a white flower out of the mud and not stained, it is so eye-catching and addictive!

It is Hu Liena herself, even if she often chats with the stars in her skull to relieve her boredom, her temperament has also changed dramatically.

Although the appearance is still beautiful, the charm in the eyes is like a thousand years of cold ice when there is no battle, not to mention the charm, a glance at the cold will freeze you to death, and the temperament is also full of murderous intent.

Sometimes I can't help it, and I even want to kill it.

Fortunately, there are stars, but because the stars only have a wisp of soul consciousness left, their memories are very vague, and Hu Liena doesn't know the experience of the stars.

Therefore, this white-clothed god of death is the most attractive to Hu Liena, or all women, because of this.

Of course, there are also reasons for the powerful strength of the white-clothed god of death, as well as the terrifying white-clothed hell.

Tang San watched Hu Liena walk into the Hell Killing Field, his eyes turning slightly.

For Hu Liena, the golden generation, her father once said that she is the most talented and terrifying among them.

In fact, over the past year, after Tang San had seen many battles against Hu Liena, he did think so!

This girl is very strong. Tang San asked himself, if he didn't have the Tang Sect's martial arts and secret weapons, he wouldn't be Hu Liena's opponent now.

Moreover, she, a girl, was able to become a hell messenger with an amazing record in this hellish killing field!

How difficult this is, Tang San knows very well.

With a slight spin in his mind, Tang San followed and walked in.

At this time, tens of thousands of spectators had gathered in the hell killing field, most of whom were women, and most of them looked at the white-clothed god of death on the stage with wolf-like eyes.

Of course, there are also about forty percent of men, with murderous blood in their eyes, looking at the ring below.

It's the stands, and it's also chaotic, there are people who eat, there are people who play the Spring Palace, and there are men and women...

Meanwhile.

At the top of this hell killing field, there is a room in the sky.

At this time, a cold voice sounded inside:

"Great King, I have already investigated clearly, this white-clothed Grim Reaper, from the north, learned the news of our killing capital from the mouth of an old beggar. He doesn't seem to have any background, and he completely refuses the invitation of our Killing Capital, and it seems that he is only here to cultivate. ”

In front of the room, there is a large glass window, so you can see any scene below because it is in mid-air.

Inside the room, there were only two people.

One of the figures seemed to be shrouded in layers of black mist, extremely tall, and was sitting on a large skeletal seat at this time.

But it was another person who spoke, and the cold female voice was another glamorous woman in black with an extremely hot body.

"Refuse?" The tall man known as the king spoke in a slightly cold tone.

"Yes. Judging from the current situation, the strength of this white-clothed god of death may be the strongest intruder in the history of our killing capital. According to the analysis, he must have hidden some of his strength, because so far, the strength he has shown is only those black blades that do not know how to control them. Use these black blades to kill people silently. ”

The glamorous beauty held a document and continued, "And the other two, the Shura King and the Hell Messenger, were thrown in by the two killing gods, and we can't provoke the two killing gods, so we can only let them go with the flow..."

The Killing Capital is controlled by the Killing King.

But once you cross the Hell Road, it means that you can use soul skills in the Killing City and exert your true strength, which is also known as the real God of Killing!

In the history of the Killing Capital, only a few killing gods have been born.

Every killing god is a feared existence, and even the killing capital does not dare to provoke.

"Hmm." The King of Slaughter nodded faintly.

It is not difficult for them to find out about these news. What's more, the Shura King and the Hell Messenger were still thrown in by the two killing gods?

One of them had also visited the Killing Capital a month earlier.

Therefore, for Tang San and Hu Liena, the King of Killing would not act rashly.

But this white-clothed god of death has no background!

"For the Killing Capital, neither the Soul Hall nor the two empires can threaten us."

The King of Slaughter said lightly, "But a god of death can!" This white-clothed Grim Reaper is indeed a strong man, and a hundred victories are a matter of time before he wins, although he may not be able to break through the road to hell. But if he passes, he becomes a killing god, and there is a huge threat to our killing capital! ”

"All, I have arranged an opponent for this white-clothed god of death today!"

The glamorous woman let out a few chuckles, "I hope he survives..."

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PS: There are four more watches at night

(End of chapter)