I hate Douluo

Chapter 262 King Shura

Chapter 262

"Teacher! I will never let down your kindness. What is happening in front of me has become the past. How could you confuse me? Don't forget that my most outstanding soul skill is charm!"

"Uh! Let's all disappear...the fifth soul skill, Sky Fox Soul-Removing Claw!"

With Hu Liena's attack, she finally suppressed the hatred in her heart, regained her sanity, and was freed from this nightmare.

Hu Liena's liberation also marked the complete failure of the spiritual attack on Lan Qingfeng and the others in this hall, and the surrounding walls began to collapse.

At the same time, Tang San also entered the Killing City territory opened up by Tang Chen for some time.

But this killing city is very different from what Lan Qingfeng and Hu Liena entered.

There is no so-called Mud Plow Palace here, only those soul masters who fled into the outskirts of the killing city and lived by following the rules of Tang Chen.

They were just sacrificing their own blood and letting Tang Chen maintain this so-called another killing world. Of course, if they didn't sacrifice their own blood, they would sacrifice the blood of others. That was killing.

As for Tang San, even in such a murderous city, he was still prosperous. Through constant killing and fighting, sacrificing the blood of others, he had earned the title of King Shura.

"The kid Xiao San has pretty good talent. Such a killing city is not as difficult for him as imagined. It seems that it won't be long before he can complete a hundred victories and challenge the road to hell.

If his cultivation level were higher, he might actually be able to break into the Mud Plow Palace. "

"King Shura's talent is the highest I have ever seen. It's only a matter of time to break out of hell. I wonder what the Mud Plow Palace the King of Slaughter mentioned is?"

Tang Chen was very proud that Tang San had such a talent, but when it came to Nili Palace, he was still filled with worry and reluctance. The maids around him were also a little confused.

Mud Plow Hall is the true inheritance of the City of Slaughter. If Tang Chen had not opened up another City of Slaughter, these soul masters who broke into the City of Slaughter would have no choice but to enter the Mud Plow Hall to accept the test.

Under the test of Nili Palace, the soul masters who could survive were very rare, but most of these people had suffered mental breakdown and became the living dead in Nili Palace.

Over the years, Tang Chen was the only one who managed to get through the Mud Plow Palace without a mental breakdown. Facing the real road to hell, he managed to escape by chance. He still dares not try again, so he has been trapped in this killing city. middle.

If it weren't for the peerless Douluo's strength and years of exploration and research into the Killing City, how could he have created another fake Killing City.

It's a pity that the Slaughter City created can send soul masters who have not entered the Mud Plow Palace out of the Slaughter City, but in the end, they still cannot let themselves leave.

In this fake killing city, except for Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, every soul master who has won a hundred battles will be sent to the Mud Plow Palace, but in the end they will all be silent.

And this maid has naturally been in this fake killing city, and of course she knows nothing about the Mud Plow Palace.

When Tang Chen thought of Nili Palace at this moment, he still felt some lingering fear in his heart. He turned to look at the maid for a long time before speaking.

"It was a scarier place than this."

Tang Chen's cold tone and fearful eyes frightened the maid, and she couldn't help but step back, not daring to ask any more questions.

"King Shura, King Shura..."

In the Killing City, those once unruly spirit masters were cheering for Tang San's competition. It seemed that Tang San still had certain abilities.

In this short period of time, it has accumulated such a reputation that every game attracts a large number of onlookers.

"King Shura has already won sixty-six games in just three months. It seems that he is really going to become the champion of a hundred victories..."

"A hundred victories, that's what you need to get the gift of the King of Slaughter..."

"..."

Among the crowd, there are countless talkers like this.

"Today King Shura's opponent is also King Mighty, who has sixty-six victories. I don't know which one of them will win this battle. I declare the start of the game until death!"

With the announcement of the host of the competition, the competition on the arena officially began. In such an arena, there are no rules at all. As long as you can kill your opponent, you will be considered a victory.

"Boy! Looking at your delicate skin and tender flesh, it is indeed not easy to win so many games. It's a pity that you met me today. If you kowtow and beg for mercy, I can let you die more happily."

King Dali looked at Tang San with contempt. If he could say such a thing, he must have a certain level of strength.

But the main thing was the power in terms of size. It seemed to be at least three times the size of Tang San, and he was holding a huge mace in his hand.

Just looking at the weapons, you can see how powerful he is. No wonder he is called the King of Power. In comparison, Tang San, with his graceful hair and slim figure, looks much weaker.

"Like you said, I'm going to die no matter what, so why should I beg for mercy from you? Besides, it's not about who is bigger here, who will definitely win. You'd better think more about how you can survive. Bar!"

When Tang San faced such a burly man, he didn't panic at all. This was also because during the killing, although he couldn't use soul skills, Tang San still had the Xuantian Technique and the Tang Sect's hidden weapons to rely on.

What's more, being able to only use soul power in this situation is more like the internal power of his world, and the soul masters in the Killing City are more like the kind of novices who only have internal power but don't understand the techniques.

"Boy! You are looking for death, take your life!"

King Mighty was instantly angry that Tang San looked down on him like this. Dragging his huge mace, he jumped up and smashed it at Tang San.

"Ghosts and Shadows!"

Tang San walked with ghostly steps, dodged to avoid King Power's attack, and moved behind him, swung the blue silver grass in his hand, and struck King Power like a whip.

Although King Dali was huge, his body was still flexible. After being attacked by Tang San with a whip, he turned around and grabbed the blue silver grass back into his hand.

"Boy, let's see where you are going to run away. It's over!"

Tang San pulled back the Bluesilver Grass with all his strength, but was directly thrown away by the King of Strength, which also shocked Tang San.

"His power is so great. The title of King of Power is really not in vain. With such power, his soul power is at least above that of Soul Emperor."

The shock in Tang San's heart did not affect his rational judgment. While flying towards the King of Power, the Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared in Tang San's left hand.

Taking advantage of the flying speed, which also added a lot of power to the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San quickly retracted the Blue Silver Grass, held the Clear Sky Hammer tightly with both hands and smashed it towards the King of Power.

"boom!"

The violent collision between the Clear Sky Hammer and the mace made Tang San feel numbness in his hands. Although the Clear Sky Hammer was also a heavy-duty attack, with Tang San's current soul power, he couldn't compete head-on with King Mighty. of competition.

(End of this chapter)

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