Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

"I won!"

As the smoke dissipated, Wang Feng's left hand holding the gun trembled slightly. If you look carefully, you can see that there are criss-crossing cracks on his martial spirit.

Tang San and the others were not so lucky, their soul power was severely overdrawn.

As far as the eye could see, only Tang San was still clinging to life. All the remaining Shrek team members were unconscious in this battle, and Tang San was at the end of his rope at this time.

No matter how many methods he had, it would be difficult to surpass Wang Feng who was coming like a flood in front of him.

"I said, sooner or later, you will be stepped on by me!" Wang Feng walked towards him step by step.

"I won't let you die so easily, but before that, I will make it impossible for you to ruin my plan."

Wang Feng fiercely waved the spear in his hand and stabbed Tang San in the back.

"Come on!"

The spear fell with a crash——

But almost when he was about to stab Tang San, a girl's frightened cry came over.

"Third Brother!"

puff--

Pink light flashed in front of him, and warm blood splashed on Tang San's face, making him numb for a moment.

Wang Feng also frowned at the scene in front of him. This troublesome rabbit had come to ruin his plan again.

"Little Dance!!!"

Tang San's eyes turned red, never expecting that the person standing in front of him was Xiao Wu, who had been unconscious just now.

"Three...Brother, Xiao Wu, it's so cold..."

"No! No no!"

"Why are you so stupid?" Tang San suddenly burst into tears, with tears in his eyes, and hugged Xiao Wu's glowing body.

Tang San originally thought that Xiao Wu would definitely die if he was stabbed in the heart. Even Wang Feng felt the same way, and it would not be wrong to get rid of this spirit beast that hindered his plan.

But there was a bloody red flower shining brightly on the fatal wound on her chest.

Wang Feng immediately recognized the flower, which was the color of lovesickness.

"Haha...hahahahaha——" Wang Feng looked funny. This scene was so familiar. Ten years ago, Wuhun City...

That rainy night.

Wang Feng didn't have much deep hatred for Tang San, but it was really satisfying to have Tang Hao's son experience the same feeling.

What could make him feel more happy than making this hypocritical father and son suffer?

"I'm going to kill you!" Tang San looked at Wang Feng and glared angrily, his eyes must be extremely painful at this time.

He ignored the unconscious Xiao Wu and pulled a bunch of bluesilver grass in his palm!

click~

Countless blue silver grasses bloom under the black pool formed by the cursed energy.

Tang San had already tampered with his territory, but his senses couldn't detect those bluesilver grasses?

It seemed that I heard the sound of some kind of mechanism being activated, and I had a premonition that the danger was coming. After all, it was a step too late.

Dozens of Zhuge Divine Crossbows were hidden around the arena. At this time, they all activated and aimed at Wang Feng in the center!

"Not good!" Wang Feng's only thought at this time was how to withstand this round of offensive.

Whoosh whoosh—

Thousands of dark iron arrows shot through the air.

This game also ushered in the most dramatic scene.

"The fourth soul skill!" In one thought, Wang Feng summoned the thunder around him and swept down most of the arrows.

However, some arrows penetrated many different parts of his body through his body-protecting soul power.

How could these ordinary black iron arrows penetrate his body?

Zhi!Pfft——

An arrow hit his chest, but it didn't hurt his heart at all, but a lot of crossbow arrows hit his thighs, causing him to be unable to stand normally and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Tang San, indeed, was hiding some sinister means...

In his current state, he could not maintain his martial spirit, and his transformation state disappeared in a burst of blood mist. Wang Feng's hands were shaking a little, and he endured the severe pain to remove the thorn from the arrow inserted in his left arm.

He spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood mixed with internal organs and bone fragments.

Wang Feng turned over with difficulty, facing the sky with his chest to relieve his own pain, and said intermittently: "...Ahem...It really is like this..."

Feng Shui turns.

Tang San hugged Xiao Wu's body again, and the audience burst into applause. He walked up to Wang Feng and stepped on the arrow embedded in Wang Feng's chest.

The arrow crushed the flesh and blood near the heart, and Wang Feng almost fainted from the pain. That was a place very close to the heart, and the slightest movement would trigger tingling pain in the nerves throughout his body.

"Like this?" Tang San's eyes were red and his hair was disheveled, looking like a hell ghost.

"You want to say that I am really a despicable person?" Tang San's eyes were full of anger, as if he wanted to tear Wang Feng into pieces:

"To talk about being despicable to someone like you, it seems like it's only right that I lift you up."

"Why didn't you say you were despicable when you stabbed Xiao Wu without hesitation?"

"Say, why don't you talk!"

Wang Feng was dying, and the world in front of him gradually lost its color. Tang San tortured him in different ways.

When he was half conscious, Wang Feng could feel his body continuing to fall and lose weight.

fall...

"Pulling~" Wang Feng staggered to his feet, the severe pain throughout his body irritating him all the time.

Wang Feng's consciousness was very clear, but he couldn't control his body until he fell into this strange place.

"Evil God!"

"You took my body for no reason. This doesn't seem to be part of our contract, right?"

He obviously still had a lot of soul power, and he could resist it all just now, but at the critical moment, the evil god used his evil power to control his body, forcing him to make no defensive movements.

Wang Feng was very unhappy. He was just a little bit close to being able to defeat Tang San. He was just a little bit short.

A blood moon hung high in the sky, and the heavy rain was dyed blood red by the blood-colored light.

Wang Feng stood up slowly, wearing an unidentified bloody armor.

The spear in his hand had just pierced an ordinary man covered in mud.

The "Transformation Realm" penetrated his neck, and scarlet blood sprayed everywhere.

The evil god didn't answer him, only the air filled with blood rain was mixed with the strong smell of blood.

After a long time, Wang Feng looked down and realized why he could always smell a strange smell of blood. It was because his armor was stained with countless blood, and the shining silver armor was dyed into blood armor.

He didn't understand the evil god's intention.

Falling into such an environment, Wang Feng had some doubts that he had not completely escaped from that space.

It's just an infinite loop of escaping from one large space to another.

But if you think about it carefully, he should have indeed returned to the real world. After all, everything is on track. The first thing now is to get out of here.

Wang Feng looked around and retrieved his martial spirit from the corpse of the ordinary person. Wang Feng discovered that a battle was taking place not far away.

The fierce collision of soul power was very obvious, and the shocking sound soared into the sky.

Wang Feng knew where this was, the Wuhun City that night ten years ago.

Now, the scene of rivers of blood and corpses strewn across the fields reappeared before his eyes.

"younger brother!"

Wang Feng looked at a building on the outskirts of Wuhun City. From his position, he could see everything clearly.

There were no traces of battle there.