The sound of "Hugh" breaking through the air sounded, and the six sources in one were still unable to resist the almost endless blood qi in this away game.

Knocked into the air by the great force and blood qi again, Yang Di struggled to control the dragon wings behind him, and this time he barely controlled his body in the air.

However, as soon as Yang Di had prevented himself from falling to the ground like a fallen leaf, a cloud of blood mist came to him like a shadow, followed by a giant sword that slashed out from it.

Facing the pursuit of the Title Douluo-level powerhouse, Yang Di could only hold the Glaive Knife in front of him and take the pursuit and slash of the King of Killing.

The result was naturally no surprise, and Yang Jie's barely controllable figure lost its balance again between breaths and smashed to the ground like a meteor.

"You, give, me, die!" The King of Slaughter shouted hoarsely, not even bothering about the blood in his mouth, allowing it to gush out and spill into the air.

This time, Yang Jie didn't intend to lie on the ground and rest for a while before making a move, almost as soon as he fell to the ground, he used the Glaive Knife to support himself again, and then turned around and left his "crash" site.

At the moment when Yang Lu dodged away, a blood-red slash fell, and the site that had been in ruins was also made worse by this attack, the stones turned into rubble, and the gravel turned into powder.

"In this situation, it's really a desperate attack." Even if he fell into an absolute disadvantage and disadvantage, Yang Di did not panic, because this was originally part of the plan.

Yang Jieke never felt that he could suppress a Title Douluo-level powerhouse to fight now, even if this powerhouse had already been put on his own behalf, and he definitely couldn't use his full strength.

Now, Yang Di was just waiting for an opportunity, a chance where the King of Slaughter had become tired to the point of being slow to react.

As soon as he thought so, Yang Jie's wings immediately flapped and flashed to the left in the air, and then a giant sword slashed from his side, the sword body missed, but with the overflowing sword qi, it had already slashed through Yang Jie's body.

Even if it was just sword qi, it still cut off a few dragon scales on Yang Jie's body.

This dragon scale grew from Yang Jie's body, and it was painful to be cut off, so it immediately turned into green thunder again and distanced himself.

Seeing that the sword failed to hit the target again, the King of Slaughter spat out a mouthful of blood again, but this was not caused by a rush to attack his heart, but when he just swung the sword, there was a problem with the circulation of his soul power again.

This time, the King of Slaughter felt it, every time he came out to do something when he was about to mobilize his soul power, it was not the soul power that Yang Di left in his body in the end, but the soul power of Tang Chen, who he had been unable to completely handle!

He had to use all the soul power that he could use at the moment three times before, but Tang Chen's soul power had also interrupted the flow of his soul power three times in a row with incomparable precision.

The King of Slaughter had no idea why his body was doing this.

Although there had been cases in the past where the soul power controlled by Tang Chen's soul had come out to do things, it was often when his soul power was greatly consumed or he took the initiative to transform and weaken it.

Like today's situation, he has come out many times to make trouble just after the start of the fight, and he has also struck accurately again and again, the King of Slaughter has never thought about it, let alone expected this to happen.

If he was going to kill a Titled Douluo today, then the King of Killing, or the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, would not even have to retreat, so he would retreat directly.

For a strange beast like him, who finally gained wisdom, life is much more important than face!

But today, what he wanted to kill was just a small soul king like Yang Jie, then he couldn't think of anything else, he didn't believe that every sword he swung would be interrupted by Tang Chen's old immortal!

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The Hell's Killing Fields were supposed to be the site of the rogue villains fighting for their survival and status in the Killing Capital, and the audience stood outside the arena to cheer and cheer wildly, and chaos and disorder were synonymous with chaos and disorder.

But in the Hell's Killing Fields at this very moment

There are only two living creatures, and their battle is extremely "orderly".

The sound of swords slashing sounded here for a full hour, even if the time interval between each sound was different, but it never stopped, and because it was a heavy sword against a long knife, the sound was still a little thick in the crispness.

The blood-red light is also the only main theme in this hellish killing field, and it is always shining here.

Although you can still see the six-colored light from time to time, compared to the blood-colored light, it can only be said that the light of fireflies is the light of the bright moon.

"This, this can't be, this is absolutely impossible!" The King of Slaughter held the giant sword in his hand and exploded again, and the majestic blood once again overturned the surrounding ruins.

This time, the King of Slaughter was just in an impotent rage, struggling to express his emotions.

The king of the Killing Capital has been fighting a man for an hour, and he still has an absolute advantage in this battle from the beginning to the present.

However, the person who fought with him was not a Titled Douluo who had cultivated his soul power to be unique in the world, but just a soul king.

After releasing his inner emotions a little, the bloodshot eyes of the King of Slaughter looked at Yang Di who fell into the ruins with extremely sick eyes.

The current Yang Di can be said to be covered with scaly wounds, and the armor condensed by the five poisonous sands is already missing a piece or a piece less, and all the places on his body that are exposed are like a lake of flesh and blood.

However, for a Titled Douluo, if he doesn't win a Soul King after fighting for a long time, won't he lose people to death if it spreads?

As for why this situation is happening, of course, there are also reasons.

Whenever the King of Slaughter wanted to use his firepower with all his firepower, even if he just wanted to use the Title Douluo-level combat power, sometimes it seemed that he just had this idea, and the soul power in his body would immediately become chaotic.

The situation was just like Tang Chen had begun to manipulate his soul power to resist him before, and even the strength of the resistance was even stronger than before, and he had not vomited blood every time before.

"It shouldn't be! Even if Yang Di put me together in the end, but before, I really felt that the soul power controlled by Tang Chen had been weakened, and it was impossible for him to deceive me as a soul king, right?" The King of Slaughter is really puzzled.

"Looks like you've never figured it out!" At this time, Yang said in the ruins, his face was full of mockery, as if he was not the one who was bruised all over his body.