People Are in Douluo, Good at Hugging Thighs

Coupled with the crowded crowd, continuous fighting and release of soul power, the temperature in the air is also gradually rising.Those people standing on the building were quickly affected by the rising toxin and swooped down like crazy, but then they were directly shot down into the air by him with a hidden weapon.

"Of course, the most important thing is..." Ning Xiaotian's eyes became more and more stern, and he kept waving the sword in his hand. His moves were fierce and tricky. Although they were all simple moves, they became faster and more deadly. .

Without the slightest procrastination or stagnation, with every move, people around him fell down.That's why he hasn't been overwhelmed by the crowd after so long.

"My physical strength is still very strong!"

His eyes flickered with a bloodthirsty light. Although he was sane, the long killings still mobilized his killing instinct, and he longed to keep harvesting life.Especially the blood beads in the lower dantian are rapidly absorbing the majestic blood energy around them with the reincarnation formula, and then feeding back to themselves to maintain his physical strength.

Enemies are gradually decreasing.

But his offensive intensified.

"My situation is a bit like an evil soul master... But so what... Fight, keep fighting, don't let the fight stop!" He roared in his heart.

"Clang!" With a sweeping blow, the enemy on the right was immediately cleared, and they retreated loudly. "Stab..." With another straight stab, the enemy's throat was pierced in front of him. "Kill, kill, kill..." The surrounding crowd continued to surround and kill.

"This guy... is horrible."

Those who were not affected by the toxin in the distance and the onlookers who got out in time were all terrified.

"Like Shura, don't provoke this person in the future." Someone's eyes flickered, glanced at the pile of corpses more than ten meters long, and the blood that had turned into a stream on the ground, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

"It's ridiculous that I even had the idea of ​​picking up leaks before." Another person shook his head and left.

"Sura born from blood..."

People kept leaving.

But more, still stay in the distance to watch.

On the battlefield, although there are still people charging without fear of death, the total number is less than 30, and the number is still decreasing sharply, and will soon be exhausted.

They are waiting for the end of the battle.

He stared at the fresh blood under that bloody Asura's feet with piercing eyes, with longing in his eyes.

There, lots and lots of Bloody Marys...

Time passed little by little.

"puff..."

When the last person fell, only corpses and thick blood remained on the empty street, as well as a bloody figure standing in the center covered in blood.

"Clatter..." Ning Xiaotian's footsteps moved slightly, and there was a strange sound of water rippling under his feet, and on some low-lying ground that was shattered, there was a pool of blood overflowing his heels.

"Is it over?" He held his sword and looked around coldly, then bowed his waist and retracted his fists, his soul power surged, "Drink!" With a soft drink, his whole body shook, and the blood all over his body was instantly shot out, revealing white marks all over his body. black armor.

The crimson moon was low, and Ning Xiaotian turned around slowly on the street line surrounded by red mist.Under the scarlet moonlight, there is a majestic and tall figure, leering and piercing eyes, and the ever-elongating black shadow under the feet.

"Gulu..." Throat surged, and the crowd watching from a distance all bowed their heads subconsciously after being glanced at.

"Tap..." Ning Xiaotian didn't change his face, he stepped into the bloody pit, then stopped, and looked up.

"Bang..." The ground in front of him cracked, and a black figure stood upright, with a pitch-black armor, short black hair, a pitch-black mask, and gloomy and awe-inspiring eyes. It was impossible to tell the age, but it was definitely a man.

"You probably don't have much physical strength. Leave the soul guide and spare you!" the man said coldly.

"Heh, you can try it." Ning Xiaotian stood with his sword in his eyes with awe-inspiring eyes, and his voice was cold and indifferent.

It turned out to be a Contra.

There will always be people in this world who want to try to pick up leaks, and they are quite shameless.

"I don't know the times."

The man frowned and disappeared in place. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Nearly three meters away, there was a faint sound of piercing through the air, one after another, as if endless. "Ding, ding, ding..." The man's figure paused in the air, his claws blocking. "Boom..." The ground cracked, and the blade of the sword came into view instantly.

"Soul skills? How could it be so fast!"

The man's heart shook.

"Bang bang bang..." There was no response, followed by a fierce attack without any gaps.

"Damn it!" The man felt resentful in his heart, the strength of the blade was astonishing, and there was no gap in the attack, and the opportunity was lost, so he could only block it with all his strength, "If I can use soul skills, why would I be so aggrieved." He said secretly said.

"Although this person can't clearly see the level of soul power, how can he still have such abundant physical strength after fighting continuously for so long. Could it be that he was a famous Soul Douluo or even a titled Douluo before he came? No, it is absolutely impossible, this kid's The voice sounds obviously about 20 years old at most. Moreover, how could the Title Douluo come to such a place."

"Drink!" The man roared, put his right foot on the ground, bowed his back slightly, and thrust his hands violently, shaking the sharp blade away.

"Pfft..." The streamer was fleeting.

"How is this possible?" The face was full of horror, and gradually became ferocious, "Puff!" The man knelt on one knee, clutching his throat tightly with his right hand, "Puff!" Suddenly there was a bursting sound from his palm, blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground limply .

"Heh, I thought it was Contra who could pick it up? I don't need to shoot my hidden weapon with my hands..." Ning Xiaotian rolled his eyes at the blood-soaked corpse on the ground, and sneered secretly.

While firing hidden weapons repeatedly to force the opponent to block, he secretly wrapped it with soul power and controlled it with spiritual power, hiding a dragon's whiskers and floating behind him, waiting for the opportunity.And the moment the opponent swings the blade with both hands, the gap in front of him is wide open, which is the best opportunity.

He looked around coldly, seeing that no one dared to step forward.Ning Xiaotian held his right hand slightly downwards, then concentrated his attention, his eyes flashed suddenly, "Puff puff puff..." The surrounding corpses suddenly burst into crisp sounds, and then...

Dots of golden starlight appeared and shot towards him.With a flip of his hand, he put the dragon's beard needle into the soul guide.

Before striding forward, the road was unimpeded, and wherever he passed, the onlookers on both sides all retreated.

When Ning Xiaotian walked away, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then, "Wow..." rushed towards the pile of corpses.

Some people sucked the blood with their hands on the spot, some collected it carefully, and some were stripping the clothes. However, no one dragged the corpse away.

"Even Contra can be easily killed, so I have to report to the king as soon as possible." The woman in black gauze looked at Ning Xiaotian's leaving direction, then glanced at the chaotic battlefield below her eyes, frowned slightly, and turned back slightly. wave.

Twisting Xiaoman's waist, he turned and left.

Soon.

"Da Tata..." A black-armored knight arrived quickly with a team of armored warriors and began to clean up the street.

The City of Slaughter clearly stipulates that when fighting in the inner city, the corpses and captured Bloody Marys belong to the victors.

……

About two quarters of an hour later, Ning Xiaotian waved the blood on the blade and walked into a relatively empty house.A strong smell of blood hit his face, fanning the air.

Start packing up.

Not long after, Ning Xiaotian sat at the table, flicked his hand lightly, and released his dog.

"Aw..." The little milk dog just raised its neck, ready to launch a sonic attack, and suddenly froze. The white hair all over the body exploded, and the roots stood up. It looked around in a panic, and then jumped under the table hide.

"Why, I'm afraid. I told you not to follow, but you insisted on following. Now it's over. You'll have to endure it for at least two years." Ning Xiaotian kicked the shivering silly dog ​​with his calf, Reluctantly said.

"Woooooo..." the little milk dog whimpered in response.

Ning Xiaotian ignored it, and said to himself: "This place is very dangerous. From today on, we can only release you unless we are both at home like now. At other times, you must stay in the soul guide. "

"Woooo..." The little milk dog nodded repeatedly, as if eager to return to the soul guide.

"Okay, let's eat." As he said, Ning Xiaotian took out the food from the soul tool and started to eat.

After eating and drinking enough, ignoring the little milk dog who rolled under the bed with the rug in its mouth, Ning Xiaotian began to sit cross-legged on the bed, running the reincarnation art, and began to practice.

After today's battle, he believed that there should be no disturbing people coming over for the time being.

Time passed little by little.About an hour later, Ning Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes.

"Spirit power has barely increased, no wonder Tang San stayed here for two years before raising one level."

Ning Xiaotian sighed: "The recovery of soul power is also very slow. This can be seen from the fact that Hu Liena only played 1 games after staying for one year in the original book. Without superb fighting skills, if you rely too much on the increase of soul power to fight, you will not be able to fight every day." How much soul power to support multiple battles."

"Could it be that God Shura's criteria for selecting an heir is strong fighting skills and many self-created soul skills? Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Tang San, these three are people with many unique skills passed down from their families, and Bibi Dong also has quite a few."

Shaking his head, Ning Xiaotian caressed his belly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "However, even if you can't cultivate your soul power, it's not bad to cultivate the blood bead in Dantian. After the previous battle, the blood bead has grown several times. "

"And the growth of blood beads can be assisted by diet, and even directly increase my physical strength and physical recovery speed. In the battle just now, my physical recovery speed almost kept up with the physical consumption speed. This... the faster I kill , recover faster?"

The evil soul master is me...I don't know what to do.

"So, what is the essence of this blood bead? It can absorb blood energy and murderous energy, and it can also strengthen the body and restore physical strength. Is it the power of blood, life energy, or other energy?"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Xiaotian shook his head, stood up, walked out of the window, looked at the bloody full moon in the sky, dazed, the corners of his mouth slightly opened, and murmured unconsciously.

"My killing journey has begun."

PS: The fourth update.

Chapter 256 Encounter

ten months later.

The icy breath was suffocating, and a tall and straight figure slowly walked out of the gate of the hell killing field.The black battle armor was covered with criss-cross bloodstains, the scars were not deep, but the scarlet ones turned blacker, like bloodthirsty magic patterns.

The man just glanced at him, and all the passers-by looked terrified and backed away with their heads bowed.

"Blood Shura!"

This name is definitely not a respectful name for him by the people living in the killing city, but a synonym for cruelty and bloodthirsty. Now in the whole killing city, just mentioning this name can make people shudder.

In just ten months, this man called Blood Shura had achieved a terrifying 64-game winning streak in the Hell Slaughtering Fields. From the very beginning, several games a day, to one game a day, one game in a few days. ..

The number of contests is decreasing.

But this is not because he is afraid that the opponent behind him will become stronger, but that there are fewer and fewer people who dare to challenge him.Countless people were afraid of confronting him, and chose to contribute a Bloody Mary, using the rules of the Slaughter City to avoid the battle.

This has also made it extremely difficult for Hell Slaughtering Fields to gather ten players for him to participate in the competition. Sometimes it is even necessary to wait for several days. After the number is gathered, the waiter will go to his residence to inform the battle in person.

Blood Shura's residence has now become a taboo forbidden area.Except for the attendants of the Hell Slaughtering Fields, no one dared to disturb them.

Let alone launching a sneak attack.

Of course, it's not that no one has tried it, but those who have tried it have become corpses, bleeding out.

In the past ten months, more than a thousand souls have died under Blood Shura's hands. This can be seen from the armor he wears. Ten months ago, the scars on this armor were only white. , and ten months later, it has become dark red that cannot be faded.

Regardless of whether it was inside or outside the hell killing field, anyone who had attacked Blood Shura would have their heads chopped off, letting the blood soak the ground, while he was standing on the blood river.

Bathed in blood mist.

This is a true bloody Shura.

Seeing everyone retreating one after another, Ning Xiaotian still looked indifferent, retracted his gaze, and strode away.

"Ten months..." He was walking on the street, looking up at the blood moon, feeling a little disappointed.

In the past ten months, although he was physically strong and mentally strong, his mind was not affected by the majestic murderous aura in his body, and he became mad and bloodthirsty.But the killing day and night still made him a little numb.