"Gong loses!"

"Gong loses!"

"Gong loses!"

The people sitting in the audience shouted loudly about the name of their most promising dark horse in this killing match.

On the battle platform with a diameter of 100 meters, this killing match was almost over, and only three bloodied soul masters were still standing tenaciously on the field.

The lotus-shaped golden umbrella shrouded in a faint golden light was held in the hand of the black-haired gray-eyed girl.

Traces of blood stained the transparent golden handle.

The black cloak draped over the girl's body had been reduced to rags in the fierce encirclement and fighting, revealing a Gothic black dress.

The hideous wounds created by the joint efforts of the nine people healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the terrifying gaze of the three soul masters who had survived.

Again.

Despair rose in the hearts of the three soul masters.

Since that day, after meeting and communicating with Evil Moon and Hu Liena, Qian Yuelong changed her salted fish style and began to actively participate in the killing competition.

The appearance of the martial spirit, which has always been curious about people, has finally surfaced.

People didn't care at first, they just thought that there was something about this soul master called "Gong Losing".

But it wasn't until the people who paid attention to "Gong Losing" discovered that the time interval between "Gong Losing" and killing matches had been horribly kept at an accurate and rigid number of days, and they would participate in a killing match every four days.

Each Hellfield Killing Soul Master will be matched with a stronger opponent with more consecutive victories based on their winning streak.

To the shock of countless people, this delicate girl who seemed to have a problem with her eyes actually won every game.

Moreover, no matter how seriously injured she was in the previous battle, the people who formed a group to intercept and kill Qian Yuelong after the game were still killed by her alone.

At the beginning of the next killing match, people saw her in her prime again.

The last time I was injured, I didn't even have a faint scar, and my recovery was amazing.

Over time, even if Qian Yuelong was injured in this game and only had one breath left, he didn't dare to form a group to intercept and kill Qian Yuelong.

It's hard to say that this isn't Qianyuelong's fishing law enforcement.

Someone smart found out that the other two newcomers wreaking havoc on the hell killing fields, the two rising stars codenamed "Hell Bringer" and "Red Moon", and the dark horse "Gong Losing" actually knew each other.

People with vicious eyes judged that they might be from the same place, and as for whether they were sects or not, it was hard to say.

After all, the martial souls of the three have nothing in common.

A few months have passed in a flash, and every soul master who has witnessed the victory of Qian Yuelong will match Qian Yuelong when they participate in the killing match next, even if they have no contact before, they don't know each other or even have enmity, but after standing on the stage, they will all form an "alliance" together, with the primary goal of strangling Qian Yuelong together.

Solve Qianyuelong first, and the final champion everyone depends on their ability.

But even in such an undying, never-ending siege like a net of heaven and earth, Qian Yuelong still survived.

And retaliated back with an even crazier style of play.

As long as there is still a breath, he will not hesitate to turn the flower umbrella in his hand into a sharp sword that takes people's lives and hits the lifeline.

The two-meter-tall man faced the pair of cold gray pupils, and the chill exploded on his scalp.

Blood slipped from the corners of his forehead into his eyes, and the spicy man couldn't help but blink his eyes vigorously, trying to force out the stinging blood.

However, at the moment when he closed his eyes, Qian Yuelong, who was like a ghost in the night, had approached, and the flower umbrella with his right hand closed was like a sharp blade, stabbing at the neck of the big man with a circle of iron thorns.

The moment the shadow of death covered those blood-colored eyes, another soul master who was vigilant and staring at Qian Yuelong's actions also seized the opportunity, waved the hammer-like weapon martial soul in his hand, and frantically smashed into Qian Yuelong's back exposed to the air with the momentum of thunder.

"!!"

The vines that grew with poison and insisted on the martial soul turned into a binding vine whip and chains, imprisoning Qian Yuelong's injured legs that had not completely healed.

The spikes pierced through the shoes and dug deep into the flesh.

Solve the big Han Di Qian Yuelong frowned and turned the blood-stained lotus umbrella, the umbrella bone and the umbrella surface were separated in an instant, the sharp lotus petals cut the vines, and at the moment when the hammer-shaped martial soul was fifteen centimeters away from her, Qian Yuelong turned slightly sideways with an incredible body, dodged the fatal blow from behind, and turned around in mid-air.

The mimic martial soul followed the thoughts, and the lotus umbrella with only the umbrella bone became a real bone sword, so fierce that it pierced through the face of the soul master who had no time to retract his strength, and it would kill with one blow!

"Zheng—"

The air changed slightly, and Qian Yuelong turned around, and the lotus petals that flew out were like boomerangs, flying back to the umbrella bones, and assembling into an open lotus umbrella to block the poison ivy whip that fell from mid-air.

The dull sound of collision echoed in the air,

Qian Yuelong's hand holding the lotus umbrella trembled slightly, and she met another pair of eyes that changed from ecstatic to frightened.

The corners of her lips hooked up a bloody smile, lined with the blood splashed on her face, like a ghost crawling out of hell, her right arm with muscles tense to the extreme, and threw away the flower umbrella in her hand under the panicked expression of the botanical soul master.

"Don't, don't come here!!"

The umbrella briefly obscured the plant-based soul master's view for a moment.

The fear in his heart was maximized.

The space was distorted, and Qian Yuelong, who was silently approaching the other party, raised his hand, covered his spiritual power on his right hand, and used his hand as a sword, piercing his heart from behind quickly and accurately.

"Monster, monster"

Thick black blood overflowed from the mouth of the botanical soul master who was pierced through the heart, and at the end of his life, he struggled to squeeze out the dissonant words, and his dilated pupils were still frozen with strong fear, and with the blood holes of the same size and caliber, he fell on the battle platform smeared with blood in a bright color.

Winner. Lose. ”

The referee swallowed hard and said the name of the title of the killing match.

"Congratulations, congratulations on the achievement of the 'public loss'. Sixty-four consecutive wins! ”

On the audience, the people who had previously shouted and shouted for Qian Yuelong were silent at the moment.

An emotion called "fear" appeared on everyone's faces.

Qian Yuelong, who was the only one standing on the stage, looked down at his flesh and blood strangled by the poison ivy, which could be said to be a mutilated right foot, and showed a little chagrin between his eyebrows.

It's so annoying, I have to change my shoes again.

The soles of the feet below the ankle were almost strangled by poison ivy, just a blur of flesh and blood.

But it was this blurred mass of flesh and blood, as if it were alive, agitating, growing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qian Yuelong walked off the battle platform without saying a word, and walked towards the depths of the dark passage.

The last thing people with excellent dynamic vision saw was the white instep that was about to heal completely.

After watching the frantic killing match, the Emissary melted into the shadows cast by the building with an ugly face and went to report to her boss, the Killing King.