Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Chapter 421: If you can’t beat me, join!

"White Clothes Killing God, how many of these people behind you can you deal with? Should we consider joining forces?" The Slaughter King looked at Jun Xuehan in front of him and asked in a gentle voice.

"Hehe, it's no problem for me to hit eight of these guys in the back." Jun Xuehan glanced at the back and said indifferently.

"If you say that, then why are you running?" the Slaughter King asked.

"You are blind, you didn't see ten people on the opposite side." Jun Xuehan said casually, and his speed increased by three points again.

"Then we are united, isn't it more than enough to deal with them?" The King of Slaughter asked with a twitch of his mouth.

"No, nine and a half, if it's ten, we still don't have the advantage." Jun Xuehan refused without thinking.

"Nine and a half?"

"Ten hits?"

"White Clothes Killing God, I don't know how you calculated the number?"

The Slaughter King looked at Jun Xuehan and asked in surprise.

"Xuehan, he hits eight of them."

"I'll hit one, and you, the Slaughter King, will count as half."

"Add it up, exactly nine and a half."

Qian Renxue glanced at the Slaughter King, and said softly.

And Jun Xuehan nodded slightly in agreement.

Here, if it was Tang Chen, he, Jun Xuehan, would join forces and fight back without saying a word.

But he was not Tang Chen, but the King of Slaughter.

Looking at the opposite side, there are two Limit Douluo, three Super Douluo, and five Title Douluo. The lineup is simply luxurious.

Although Jun Xuehan was able to compete with Limit Douluo's Qian Daoliu before breaking through the title, but that situation was fundamentally different.

Even if Qian Daoliu showed no mercy, he would not move them to kill them. He would hesitate before taking action.This is like the purpose of sparring and the purpose of killing you. The two are fundamentally different.

The former will be fine at all, but the latter will be the result of an accident and death.

Although now, Jun Xuehan has a limit, comparable to the strength of a demigod.But on the opposite side, there are two limits, three Super Douluo and five Titled Douluo.

No matter how you fight, you can't beat it at all.

After all, it is comparable to a demigod, and the gap between it and the limit is actually not big, that is, it is just a bit stronger than the normal limit.

So what Jun Xuehan said about beating eight people was the remaining eight people after excluding the two Ultimate Douluo, and no matter what, they couldn't beat the remaining two Ultimate Douluo.

"You can't say that."

"Didn't the White Clothes Kill God say that he could hit eight?"

"Give the two weakest ones to me, and the remaining eight to you."

"What do you think?"

The Slaughter King patted his chest confidently and asked aloud.

"Fart?"

"You didn't take the two Extreme Douluo across from you seriously either."

"How about leaving the two Limit Douluo to you, and leave the rest to me?"

After Jun Xuehan glanced at the King of Slaughter with an idiot look, his speed increased by three points again, leaving the King of Slaughter behind.

"Chase, don't let them escape, kill them."

"King of Slaughter, when I asked you to cooperate, you refused without hesitation. When you refused, did you think about the current situation?"

"Jie Jie, I thought it was someone who could actually discover our existence, but in the end, it turned out that it wasn't someone who just turned around and ran away."

The evil spirit master at the back sneered while running.

"Hehe, you all look down on me too much."

"This king is the King of Slaughter in the capital of Slaughter."

"In charge of the entire killing capital!"

"After repeated decisions by this king, this king is willing to join you and join hands with you!"

The King of Slaughter glanced behind him and spoke loudly.

After all, if you can't beat it, join in.

As the saying goes, those who know current affairs are heroes, and people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

In this regard, the Slaughter King did not feel ashamed.

Anyway, living is the most important thing. Only by living can you have opportunities in the future. Dead people are just piles of bones.

As for the human face?

Sorry, I am the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, not a human being.

A person's face has nothing to do with me.

"Fuck!"

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Listening to the words of the Slaughter King, Jun Xuehan couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Hearing the words of the Slaughter King at first, he thought that the Slaughter King was bloody and was going to fight to the death with the evil soul masters behind him.

In the end, it turned out that he was thinking too much.

"Tsk tsk, the king of slaughter."

"If I knew today, why bother?"

"However, it's not too late now, since we've discovered our existence, let's keep them here."

Meihu laughed coquettishly, glanced at the Slaughter King with disdain, and readily agreed.

"The one in front, white-haired boy, stop."

"This king will fight you for three hundred rounds!"

"If you have the ability, don't run away."

The Slaughter King looked at Jun Xuehan while speaking.

The momentum of the whole body is constantly surging, and the blood-red cloak on the back is even more whistling.

And Jun Xuehan didn't pay attention to his intentions at all, and went directly to the gate of Hell Road. Before Yan could react, he reached out and grabbed Yan's shoulder, and rushed into Hell Road.

Seeing this, the evil soul masters behind did not slow down in any way, but followed closely behind and rushed into Hell Road.

But even if Jun Xuehan led the two of them, the speed was still very fast. In a short time, the people behind couldn't catch up at all.

After rushing out of Hell Road, Jun Xuehan led Qian Renxue and Yan to move forward quickly in the forest, and the surrounding scenery flew past at a fast speed.

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Leave it to me!"

A hidden voice appeared, and black vines emerged from the ground, attacking Jun Xuehan and the others.

Seeing this, Jun Xuehan let go of Qian Renxue and Yan, and slashed out with the azure blue long sword in his hand. A large number of ice crystals appeared on the ground in the cold air.

And it was during this delay that the people behind also caught up and surrounded them in the woods.

Ten evil soul masters, plus the King of Slaughter, a total of eleven people, exuded an aura like a mountain, making Jun Xuehan feel the long-lost pressure.

Qian Renxue tightly held the Angel Sword in her hand, with a look of determination in her eyes.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Yan couldn't help showing a wry smile.

"Brother Han, the current situation is not good!"

Behind Yan, Martial Soul, Lord of Fire appeared, two yellow, two purple, three black, seven soul rings flickered under his feet.

"Ok, I know!"

"Yan, you have also seen the current situation."

"You can choose to join them, your talent is not bad, they will not refuse."

Jun Xuehan said very calmly, the soul power was poured into the Nilin Dragon Ring, and the delicate dragon scales quickly covered the arms. Turn around.

Be ready to fight all the time.

(End of this chapter)