Fifteen wins in fifteen games, this is Ling Bai's current record in the Hell Killing Field. Hu Liena has won one more game than him.

For a month, Ling Bai and Hu Liena staggered the competition and participated in one every other day. Since they had just arrived in the Killing Capital, although they had killed fifty victorious powerhouses, they were still pink newcomers in the Hell Killing Fields, and it was easy to gather ten people to compete. In the same way, there is still a steady stream of degenerates who attack them. Up to now, more than three hundred people had died at Ling Bai's hands, and Hu Liena had killed no less than him.

Another life-and-death struggle is about to begin. Yesterday Hu Liena competed, and today it was Ling Bai's turn.

Walking to the empty field in the center, Ling Bai looked around at the surrounding stands and easily saw Hu Liena. She is so conspicuous, with a bewitching and beautiful face, an almost perfect body, and an amazing charm all over her body, it is impossible to ignore her existence.

"There are a lot of people watching today." Ling Bai's heart moved slightly, and he cast a warning look at Hu Liena while secretly vigilant.

In the previous fifteen games, the largest number of spectators was only 120 people, but today, at least 300 people are seated in the stands. When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Hu Liena's eyes kept staring at Ling Bai in the empty field, and the look that Ling Bai handed over was instantly received by her, her beautiful eyes swept around, and nodded lightly at Ling Bai.

The ten participants all stood on the playing field, each with a long distance from each other, always on the lookout for each other. But this time, Ling Bai found that several of them were making eye contact with something, and Ling Bai was also the object of their communication.

"If you want to live, let's do it together."

"Kill."

As two loud roars rang out, eight people rushed towards a bald man. There is only one explanation for this situation, that bald strong man has won a lot of victories in the Hell Killing Fields, and his ranking is extremely high, so high that it makes others fear it, and so high that it makes others feel that they have no hope of life, so they will rush to it.

In the hell killing field, only one person out of ten can live, and the competition must be divided into life and death, so every degenerate who comes out alive is strong. Like a bald strong man is definitely the strongest of the strong.

Without a trace of hesitation, the triple thunder energy was applied to his legs, and the whole person ejected out like a spring, joining forces with the other eight people to attack the bald strong man.

In the face of the siege of nine people, the bald man was not panicked at all, a blood-red light appeared in his eyes, and he grinned, but he did not dodge or dodge, and rushed towards him.

He was extremely fast, like a predatory beast, exuding a fierce and furious aura from his body. As he rushed forward, a layer of gray rock-like something covered his skin, doubling his already majestic body in an instant.

The skin of this layer of rock was very hard, and a Soul Emperor-level degenerate slashed at it with a long knife, and in an instant, sparks flew everywhere, but there was not even a trace left.

With a bang, this Soul Emperor powerhouse was knocked away by a bald strong man, and the sound of scalp-numbing bones breaking came from him, and he smashed into the stands and didn't move again.

The bald man laughed loudly, and slapped his large, fan-like hand at the other degenerate. Suddenly, the bald man's face changed slightly, and a black knife appeared in his left hand.

The moment the two weapons collided, a loud sound like thunder rang out. Ling Bai only felt a terrifying force surging out from the bald man's knife, actually shaking him back six or seven steps, and his right arm was numb for a while.

For the first time, someone suppressed him in a pure power contest.

Ling Bai stared at the bald strong man, and an undisguised cold killing intent rushed out of his body. In the stands, Hu Liena was a little surprised, she had never seen Ling Bai like this, even when he was fighting Tang San, he didn't show such a strong murderous aura.

Following Ling Bai's gaze, Hu Liena's delicate body shook. She saw a knife, a black one. It was almost exactly the same appearance as the cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand, but the width and length were one size larger.

"Is this knife ......?"

The ancestors of the Ling family used the cold heart iron essence and the deep sea sinking silver to create two cold silver knives, one weighing two hundred catties and the other weighing five hundred catties. The light one was in Ling Bai's hands, and the heavy one was taken away by Ling Tian. Since he was a child, Ling Bai has heard his mother mention this knife countless times, how can he admit his mistake?

What's more, the triple thunder erupted just now, and it was impossible for a weapon made of ordinary metal to be unscathed under the cold silver knife.

That's right, the black knife in the bald man's hand was the cold silver knife that Ling Tian had taken away.

The bald strong man also noticed Ling Bai, as a Contra Douluo, and a power-type soul master, his strength was very terrifying, and he had rarely encountered an opponent since he entered the Killing Capital. At this moment, he actually felt a threat from Ling Bai. A little soul king with a soul power of only more than fifty levels brought him pressure.

"The Power of the Pure Flesh ......"

His gaze fell on the cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand, the blood-red light in the bald man's eyes suddenly froze, and after being slightly stunned, the murderous aura in his body instantly gushed out, and he actually abandoned the others and rushed towards Ling Bai.

"You're that guy's little cub? Interesting, kill the old one, and the little one will also die in my hands, and I will destroy your family. ”

"Destroy my people? Do you deserve it too? ”

Ling Bai held the knife in both hands, and all his power converged on the cold silver knife, and the treasure knife made of the hardest metal in the world actually let out a loud trembling sound.

The bald man was locked by an extremely terrifying momentum, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly surprised: "This kid is even stronger than that person." He must not be allowed to live. ”

"Die!"

The muscles on his arms swelled, and the bald strong man jumped up with unparalleled momentum, splitting the mountain towards the top of Ling Bai's head with one move. Contra's momentum was unleashed unreservedly, oppressing Ling Bai and making it impossible for him to dodge.

"Ling Bai!" Hu Liena stood up suddenly, staring at the two people in the arena with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The strength is not dominant, the soul power level is too different, and there is no way to dodge, Ling Bai seems to have encountered a great crisis. But there was not the slightest panic on his face, and he held the knife in both hands to meet the attack, trying to block the bald man's killer blow.

To the surprise of the spectators, the two soul masters who seemed to be full of power collided without making a sound. The bald man felt like he was slashing at a ball of cotton, and the knife in his hand was deflected by a strange softness. The cold silver knife in Ling Bai's hand slid past the opponent's sharp blade and sliced towards the abdomen of the bald man.

Suddenly, Hu Liena saw a very strange scene, the bald man seemed to take the initiative to hit the cold silver knife.

The two poles of the soul master's realm power, the extreme Hao Tianzong who is domineering and fierce, and the extreme Ling family who is exquisitely controlled. The Ling family's control of power has reached the point of reaching the pinnacle. The use of power is ever-changing, both rigid and soft, hard when it should be hard, soft when it should be soft.

Three years ago, Ling Bai's fourth soul technique, the Golden Crocodile Dragon Diamond, used Rou Jin, and at that time his strength was far worse than it is now. At this time, the strong strength was transformed into soft strength, and even the great power of the power-type Contra Douluo was deviated.

At this point, Ling Bai believed that he had surpassed his father Ling Tian, and there were few ancestors of the Ling family who could compare to him.

"Soft to rigid."

The soft strength attached to the cold silver knife instantly turned into a fierce force, and Sen Han's blade cut into the belly of the bald strong man.

The two staggered past quickly, and the bald man rushed forward a few steps before stopping, standing motionless.