Douluo: Prime Minister, I understand

Chapter 432 From Lan Ying's Concern, Hundreds of People Chase, Cao An's Eyes Are Cold!

Seeing this token, the audience fell silent, and many soul masters showed excitement.

"Is this the legendary death token?!"

"My God, I thought it was a legend, but it turned out to be true."

"Given by the King of Slaughter, the only token, the death token!"

"Now, even if the reporter's strength explodes, Miao Renfeng can't be killed."

The Slaughter King was not disappointed, on the contrary he was extremely happy.

The outcome of the battle is not what he cares about.

Only this token of avoiding death is a hidden danger in his mind.

Now the token can be withdrawn, which is much more meaningful than the death of the six powerhouses.

Miao Renfeng held up the token and shouted: "King of Slaughter, I want to cancel this battle, I want to live."

Miao Renfeng looked at the announcer viciously, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, he said viciously: "Now you can't kill me, I don't believe it, you can keep this state forever, I want you to die."

"No, I want you to experience the ultimate death after you finish playing." Miao Renfeng stared straight at the announcer's face, chest, waist, and legs.

She is definitely the most beautiful woman in the killing capital.

He wanted to make this woman disappear.

"Hahaha." Miao Renfeng laughed wildly.

Many soul masters in the auditorium couldn't help showing disappointment when they saw this scene.

"It's over now, the goddess must be dead."

"The goddess is definitely the strength that can only be obtained by exploding the potential of the body. After the end, the goddess will fall into a weak period, so won't she be slaughtered?"

"My goddess, Miao Renfeng wants to kill you, and no one can save you."

"I want a corpse, I want a hot one, hehehe!"

"I don't want the corpse, just give me a leg. I like legs the most."

"Then I want the head, her lips, my heart is moved when I look at it."

"Tsk tsk, since that's the case, I want the trunk."

"Nonsense, I want the trunk."

"I want."

In an instant, the soul masters in the auditorium competed for a part of her body in front of the announcer.

The announcer didn't speak, but his eyes grew colder.

It's not like something like this has never happened in the Capital of Slaughter.

Three months ago, an extremely pure and beautiful beauty came in from the outside world.

Rumor has it that this beautiful woman was trained by all the strong men in the city of killing, and then dumped her body on the street.

In a few days, the corpse was decomposed in public.

The limbs, torso, and head were collected by six sub-strong men.

Is my fate the same as that beauty?

The announcer's eyes became confused.

At this time, the King of Slaughter was sitting on the throne. He stood up slowly, looked down, and met Miao Renfeng with straight eyes, and asked, "Miao Renfeng, there is only one death token. sure?"

"Sure, Lord Slaughter King, I want to cancel this match, I want to live." Miao Renfeng trembled.

He didn't dare to look at the King of Slaughter.

He stood up and stood groveling.

At this moment, all fighting on the killing field has stopped.

The Slaughter King waved his palm.

Swish~!

The token in Miao Renfeng's hand turned into powder and was drawn out from his hand.

Afterwards, the Slaughter King looked at Lan Ying: "Announce!"

After speaking, the throne rose, and the figure of the Slaughter King disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lan Ying stood on the registration platform, beat the gong and drum again, and shouted loudly: "The competition is over, there will be no winners."

"Yeah, let's wait for the goddess' body next!"

"Goddess Gangan, here I come. It should be no problem to obtain a main torso with my strength."

"Goddess, tsk tsk, I don't ask for anything else, I just want a head."

"I want a goddess, but now I want to die as a weak chicken."

"Yes, after the goddess is released for the time being, the weak chicken must die."

"Grandma, go, block him at the door."

Wow~!

A large number of soul masters walked towards the door, their eyes were gloomy.

Hundreds of people looked at each other and killed Cao An.

At this time, above the killing field.

Tang San took back the Clear Sky Hammer, walked straight towards the stone bridge, and exited.

Miao Renfeng glanced at the announcer, waved his arm, his eyes were full of coldness: "Announcer, I hope you can survive tonight."

"Brothers, let's go."

After Miao Renfeng finished speaking, the seven powerhouses glared at the announcer and left the stage one by one.

The announcer had a serious face. After the eight powerhouses left, she turned around and looked at Cao An.

Cao An was startled, and immediately took a step back, folded his hands on his chest: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, even though I am weak, I will definitely not sit still."

The announcer narrowed her eyes, and her eyes flashed coldly, but she still didn't attack Cao An, but asked, "Why did you take off my hat? If you don't take off my hat, there won't be these things, do you know?" ?”

"I'm curious."

Hearing what the announcer said, Cao An scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

Cao An lowered his head.

Da~!

A pair of little feet stepped on the stone bridge and walked towards this side.

"Hey, why don't you go, are you waiting to die?" Lan Ying pinched Xiaoman's waist and patted Cao An's arm lightly.

"Why are you here?" Cao An was a little surprised.

"I'll take a look at that weak chicken, cut, come with me quickly."

After speaking, Lan Ying took Cao An's arm and walked towards the stone bridge.

She was so fast that the two walked out of the preparation area and went straight to the back of the killing field in hell.

Cao An asked suspiciously: "Aren't you going through the gate? Isn't it going out?"

"The door is blocked, I'll take you through the back door, hum."

Lan Ying pouted her lips, looked at Cao An, her eyes were a little red, she choked up and said, "Are you stupid, so many people want to kill you, don't you know?"

"After going out the back door, immediately find a place where no one is hiding."

Lan Ying opened the small door behind the killing field and pushed Cao An out: "Let's go."

At this time, there was a shout from the main entrance of the killing field: "That kid ran from the back door, chase after him."

"Back door? Damn, is there a back door in the killing field? Do it, chase."

"Crap, today either he dies or I die."

"It's numb."

In an instant, a large number of soul masters rushed towards the back of the killing field, trying to block Cao An.

"Come on."

Lan Ying pushed Cao An again, and Cao An turned around and ran outside.

Three seconds after he left, Lan Ying felt his body lighten and hit the wall.

The next moment, hundreds of people squeezed out through the small door of the killing field.

This little door is about to crack.

After they came out, they immediately chased after Cao An, shouting while chasing: "Weak chicken, stop for me, can I kill you?"

"Trough, stop, it's numb."

There were more and more people behind Cao An, and finally broke through the limit of 400 people and reached 500 people.

Cao An ran unhurriedly ahead.

He is thinking of a solution.

He knew that if these people did not die, it would be impossible for him to walk around in the killing capital openly.

Cao An's eyes sank, he had already killed one yesterday, and he didn't mind killing hundreds more.

"Since you are here, come!"

Cao An twisted and twisted, aiming at the outer city.

There are few people in the outer city, and it is not easy to expose the murder.

The only regret is that he couldn't track Tang San, and couldn't determine the location of Yu Xiaogang and others.

(End of this chapter)