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"They are all conventional weapons. Except for the arms, chest, and shoulders covered with armor, they don't even wear a helmet."

"It seems that this Hell Killing Fields also matches opponents based on strength and winning streak. That's right. If you can match high-level soul masters right from the start, it will be difficult to achieve the purpose of internal consumption in the killing city, and the gold content of Yum will be lost.

Already."

Ning Xiaotian just rolled his eyes and paid no more attention. He flipped his sword and stood ready.

The remaining nine people looked at each other, then turned aside the full-body armor on Ning Xiaotian, and immediately surrounded them.

"Ta..." The gravel on the ground was grinding, and a figure took the lead in launching an offensive.

"Tatata..." Seeing this, the others followed suit.

"Ha..." Ning Xiaotian snorted coldly, tiptoed a little, and his figure disappeared in an instant. For him, speed is two different concepts, whether he can use soul power or not.

"Clang...poof..." The blade was cut into two pieces, along with the head on the back.

The soul bone skill of his right arm is called Assault Nirvana. Its only effect is to condense soul power and increase attack power. The longer it takes to charge, the stronger the attack amplification. Even if it is not charged, as long as the soul power is

Attacking through the soul bone can instantly increase the attack power by 50%, and coupled with his own body power skills, this can be directly increased to 100%.

In other words, under the premise of using his soul power, he relies on his right hand to launch attacks, and each blow doubles his attack.

A swift, fierce and absolutely domineering blow!

Except for the weapons made of good materials, without the protection of the armor, the fragile neck is like paper.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The movement did not stop at all. Ning Xiaotian's figure turned into a phantom, mingling among the crowd like butterflies in flowers. Before the crowd could form a siege, one figure after another fell down one after another.

For just a moment, only one person was standing in the venue.

There is no doubt that this person is Ning Xiaotian.

A faint blood energy lingered around his body, but there was no trace of blood on the armor.

There was silence in the venue.

"Qiang." He flicked the sharp blade, and a trace of blood immediately fell on the ground. Ning Xiaotian turned around and walked towards the exit.

The waiter watched Ning Xiaotian leave without asking or stopping him.

Because he is the winner, the winner can freely choose to leave the Hell Killing Fields and come back to protect his name when he needs to compete.

"Next, let's get rid of the coveters outside and find a place to live. Some people won't let go until they are killed." Ning Xiaotian walked on the road holding a sword, and people kept coming from both sides.

Come out of the darkness.

There are men and women, and some are even naked, showing off their voluptuous, muscular, or skinny bodies.

They looked at Ning Xiaotian with faint eyes, or in amusement, or in a cruel smile, or indifferently.

All humanity here has been wiped out... Ning Xiaotian looked indifferent and continued to move forward.

More and more people are gathering, and even people are jumping around on the buildings overhead, or squatting and overlooking...

Behind him, there were even more scattered people following him. Everyone kept their distance and walked step by step.

Not long after, Ning Xiaotian stopped. The surrounding area was empty, and the red full moon hung high above his head, reflecting his body red. He looked around with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Let's take action."

"Boy, if I want to blame you, I blame you for wearing too conspicuous clothes. Why don't you hand over your armor and soul guide together... Maybe... I can spare your life... What's outside, I

I haven't seen him for a long time..." A strong man was dressed in black, with his chest exposed and scars showing. His bloodless face was full of ferocity and traces of memories.

"Ha, if you are strong enough..." Ning Xiaotian sneered.

"Haha, you are right..." The man laughed ferociously, then turned around and looked around, loudly saying:

"Let's go together. I have received news that this person has just come in from the outside. He is also carrying a soul guide. There must be a lot of food, water, and even various equipment and clothing brought from the outside. Just kill him.

Now, everything is ours."

Of course he is not stupid. With so many people here, if he were to do it alone, he would be the target of public criticism even if he won.

Only through chaos can one profit, and perhaps, a lot of Bloody Marys can be "extracted".

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but licked his rough lips, blood-red light flashed in his pupils, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes, kill him first, and then we can each rely on our own abilities." Screams were also heard not far away, the voice was high and hoarse, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female. "Tata... ba ba ba..." the sound of footsteps, and

The sound of weapons hitting the ground.

When everyone heard this, they also raised their weapons or spirits and surrounded him.

"Tatata..." The speed is very slow, but step by step, the steps are steady and determined, filled with a strong evil spirit.

From time to time he glanced at both sides, as if to prevent something.

"Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, I'm looking forward to your ending..." In a tower in the distance, a woman in black gauze licked her plump lips and murmured. She had just rushed over from the King of Slaughter, and passed the

According to the description of the token, she had already learned from the King of Slaughter that Ning Xiaotian was the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. The other party entered the Slaughter City wearing a battle armor made of such good materials. She did not choose to remind him at that time.

Like Ning Xiaotian said.

Everything is within the rules.

As the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, since the other party chose to come to the City of Killing, there is no doubt that he came here for the title of God of Killing.

The emergence of each generation of the God of Killing means that the City of Killing will suffer huge losses. Of course, she does not want Ning Xiaotian to successfully obtain the title of God of Killing.

However, since the King of Slaughter has said that things should be done according to the rules, she naturally does not dare to make any overstep. She came here just to see how Ning Xiaotian would deal with this expected siege.

It would be better if she died... The corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile.

Time passes little by little.

Ning Xiaotian still stood proudly with his sword in hand, his eyes indifferent, and his feet did not move even a step.

On the ground around him, everyone was close to within three meters. Although they kept a distance of two meters, they were still densely packed from a distance. At a glance, there were far more than a hundred people. On the buildings on both sides, the distance between

More than ten meters above him, there were more than twenty people already bent over, ready to go.

"Go ahead, kill him!"

The crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers.

"Kill!" The next second, someone at the front of the team took the lead in launching an offensive and rushed over.

"Ha... If you weren't so far apart from each other, as if you were guarding against thieves. With so many people surrounding you, I might have given up..." Ning Xiaotian was disdainful in his heart, with a distance of nearly two meters.

The difference is enough for him to do a lot of things.

While thinking, he moved.

The sharp sword in his right hand was horizontally moved, "like a shadow." The body instantly turned into an erratic phantom, appearing in the crowd in vain. "Pfft." Someone's throat was pierced and fell down whimpering. "Whoosh whoosh..." Every opportunity was used to find opportunities.

, several streaks of light passed through the gaps in the crowd silently, "Bang...bang...bang..." A few more people just trembled slightly and fell straight down.

PS: Second update.