Zhang Fan once walked through the six reincarnation gates of the ghost city, and the reincarnation gate could see which of the six reincarnation gates he would enter after reincarnation.

Zhang Fan's result was Shura Dao.

Perhaps in the dark, there is his own master, Zhang Fan's path to Shura is opened in this world.

Next, Zhang Fan passed all the way and became a killing god in the Shura field.

Everyone finally discovered that this master is not a small role in soy sauce. Rather, a true Shura king.

Admit defeat, surrender, and play dead......

Zhang Fan marched all the way, winning again and again, and in less than a month, he had already completed three hundred slashes.

This data set the highest record in the Shura field.

Of course, this is not over, Zhang Fan's crushing battle, when it comes to the back, is irresistible.

Similarly, his supporters are growing.

The strong are obsessed, not to mention Zhang Fan, who was not favored from the beginning, but in fact, his real face is a strong man of the big demon king.

In just one month, he has become one of the most popular warriors in the Shura field.

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In the underground tavern, the matter of Shura Field has long become a topic of conversation after dinner.

"You say, who is the strongest in the Shura Field now?"

"Who else, of course, is the master with the most victories! It's only one step away from King Shura. ”

"Lord, although he has the most victories, he is not invincible. He had been defeated by the Evil Emperor, who had won the third place. ”

"That's right, it doesn't matter if you win in Shura. In my opinion, the strongest should be the Demon Lord. ”

"Everyone has seen the battle between the Evil Emperor and the Demon Lord, although the last two fell at the same time, but the Demon Lord is obviously superior. And judging from the win rate, the Demon Lord has a higher win rate. ”

"If you want to say that the winning rate is higher, isn't it Wuji who is the highest?"

Someone mentioned Wuji, and for a while, more and more people began to converge.

"Haha, I also support Wuji, Wuji has been three hundred and thirty slashes so far, right? ”

"Not only that, but it only took him a month to complete three hundred and thirty slashes, which is too fast. You must know that the last three hundred people in the royal city can be used for half a year. ”

"Wuji is really amazing, from not being favored by anyone at the beginning, to now becoming one of the most popular warriors in the Shura field. His battle is all crushing, and so far, no one has seen him fight with all his might, this is the gap. ”

"I also support Wuji, I heard that his goal is not to be the king of Shura, but to challenge the lord of the country. ”

"Challenge the lord of the country, no, no one has dared to challenge the lord of the country for ten years, right?"

"How did the last person who challenged the lord of the kingdom die? ”

"Hmph, challenge the lord of the country, he really doesn't know how thick the sky is! ”

Some people are for it, then there are people who are against it.

"In my opinion, that Wuji is just a master of the Great Golden Pill at most, and the top of the sky is also a great golden pill without leakage. The lord of the country is the Heavenly Martial God, and in this world, there are only a handful of Heavenly Martial Gods. ”

"That's right, if that Wuji is the Heavenly Domain Martial God, how can he come to the Shura Field? Therefore, if he wants to challenge the Lord of the Kingdom, he really can't do it himself, he doesn't know at all where the gap between the Heavenly Domain Martial God and the Jindan Realm powerhouse is. ”

was analyzed by some professionals, and after listening to it, everyone found that this is really the truth.

For a while, the people who were originally very supportive of Wuji were a little shaken again.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's wait and see! According to Wuji's speed, he will surely become the King of Shura in less than three months. At that time, we will look forward to him challenging the lord of the country. ”

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Zhang Fan is now famous for his reputation as Wuji.

And in the dungeon of the Shura Field, he is even more prosperous.

There are no more people to find faults, and there are still many guys who come over and are willing to be his little brother.

"Uncle Wuji, are you still in the habit of staying on the third layer?"

"This was one of the best rooms on our third floor. ”

Zhang Fan was lying on a comfortable animal skin bench, looking very leisurely.

Starting from the dungeon on the second floor, each Brave has a separate room, instead of a cell.

On this third floor, he enjoyed luxurious treatment.

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"Damn, that guy took over my room. "Some people are sincere, and some people are resentful.

Zhang Fan's current room was originally a guy codenamed Iron Fist in Shura.

But since Zhang Fan came, he had to give up this room for Zhang Fan to rest.

"Forget about Iron Fist boss, that Wuji is not a master to be messed with. I heard that all those who provoked him were deposed by him. ”

"Let's bear with it, he'll be out of this level in a few days. At his rate, he would reach the fourth level in another seven or eight days. On the fourth floor, there are people who clean him up. ”

When the iron fist heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "You mean the evil dragon, right? That guy has been guarding the fourth layer and not leaving, and the guys on the fourth layer are trained to obey it." ”

"That's right, Iron Coupon Boss, this Wuji, when he reaches the fourth layer, he will have good fruits to eat. ”

"That evil dragon is a veritable evil dragon, and the more than 100 people on the fourth layer have all been controlled by his divine Gu technique. That's why you and I have been reluctant to go to the fourth layer. ”

"And I heard that after that evil dragon knew about this Wuji, he had been waiting for that Wuji to enter the fourth layer, and then take his people to teach this kid who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth a good lesson. ”

"Then we'll see!"

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Eight days later, Zhang Fan reached 400 slashes and moved from the third dungeon to the fourth floor.

Before leaving, the "little brothers" on the third floor were still reluctant one by one, Zhang Fan did not show any reluctant expression, he turned around and left the third floor, took the elevator, and went directly to the fourth floor under the abyss.

The jailers who sent him to the fourth floor carried him outside the gate of the fourth floor and fled without stopping.

In this nine-story dungeon, the fourth floor is the forbidden place for the jailers.

Below the fourth layer, all of them are ruthless characters. Although they have powerful generals to suppress them, no one dares to face these monsters.

After all, they are all battle-hardened demons.

Zhang Fan came to the gate on the fourth floor, the door was wide open, and inside was a hall, with wooden tables and benches, wine and food.

A group of guys who looked very unkind at the top turned their heads to look at the newcomer.

"It's coming!"

One of them, a bald and shirtless man, stood up after drinking a glass of wine. On his bare body, there are many patterns of fierce beasts tattooed.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile, he didn't expect that in such a place, there would be tattoos.

It seems that tattooing is really a primitive art.

The tattoo artist here uses a stinger that contains poison, and pierces the skin one by one, and the skin eroded by the venom will slowly change color.

The cells are killed, and the skin color is difficult to recover, so it becomes a tattoo.

The bald and shirtless guy had tattoos all over his body, and he looked very strong.

When he stood up, the people around him slowly stood up. Everyone looked at Zhang Fan with a malicious gaze.

"Where's my room?"

Zhang Fan stood at the door and said.

The tattooed man gave a thumbs up and pointed to a stone house next to him.

Zhang Fan took a closer look and found that everything in the stone house had been destroyed. Tables, chairs, benches, wooden beds, iron doors.

It looks like it's just been destroyed, and it's clear that these guys are trying to give him a dismount.

"You're Wuji, take off your mask and show me. ”

The tattooed man copied his hands, looked at Zhang Fan and said.

"Do you want to see my true face?" Zhang Fan smiled lightly, and then said, "It's okay, let you know this face deeply." ”

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he slowly uncovered the mask on his face.

Under the mask, there is a handsome face, which looks white and tender, like a high-spirited scholar.

However, when the tattooed man saw this, he laughed.

He smiled, and everyone around him laughed along.

"Hahahaha, what kind of amazing character I am, it turns out to be a little white face!"

"Even a guy like you can enter the fourth layer?"

"Little white face, come over and let grandpa have fun. Be grandpa's slave, and I'll keep you peaceful. ”

The tattooed man sneered, his mouth almost reaching the corners of his eyes.

"Is this what hell is, a person who has escaped from slavery and wants to enslave others. Slavery in this country is really deeply rooted in the marrow of everyone!"

Zhang Fan sneered.

In these nine layers of hell, those who start from the second layer have already escaped the status of slaves. The reason why they are still here is because they want to get a higher title.

The higher the title, the higher the status in the nest country, and the more people can enslave.

From slave to slave owner. From the oppressed to the oppressor. This is the reality of the nest country.

"You guys, pick him up for me. Just a slave should wear a slave's clothes and dance with handcuffs and shackles. ”

The tattooed man completely treated Zhang Fan as a slave.

He ordered the three people around him to surround Zhang Fan and stretched out his hand to pick up Zhang Fan.

As a result, Zhang Fan kicked violently and kicked towards one of them. The kick kicked the guy away and slammed it into the wall.

"Dare to do it, you are looking for death!Do you know who grandpa is, grandpa is an evil dragon, a ...... of the fourth layer"

"Bang!"

Before the tattooed man who called himself the evil dragon finished speaking, Zhang Fan's hand had already grabbed his ugly face.

Then he slammed it into the ground.

"Boom!"

The entire ground was smashed into a huge crater.

"Be my dog and spare you from death. Zhang Fan's hand grabbed the dragon's neck.

The people who were about to gather around were so frightened by this scene that they couldn't help but take a step back.

To reach the fourth layer, none of them are simple characters. However, under Zhang Fan's coercion, they discovered the gap between them.

The feeling of oppression made their feet tremble and tremble.

"Do you want me to say it a second time?" Zhang Fan suddenly exerted a few more force, oppressing the evil dragon and screaming.

"Dog, I'm your dog. ”

"Call it out. ”

"Wang, Wang, Wang!"

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