People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

Ten months later.

The cold breath was suffocating. At the entrance of the Hell Killing Fields, a tall figure slowly walked out. The black armor was covered with crisscrossed blood marks. The marks were not deep, but the scarlet ones were getting darker and darker, like bloodthirsty magic lines.

The man only glanced at him, and all the passers-by around him looked frightened and backed away with their heads lowered.

"Blood Shura!"

This name is by no means the honorific title given to him by the people living in the Killing City, but is synonymous with cruelty and bloodthirst. Nowadays, in the entire Killing City, just mentioning this name can make people tremble with fear.

In just ten months, the man known as Blood Shura had already achieved a terrifying 64-game winning streak in the Hell Killing Fields. From several games a day at the beginning, to one game every day and one game every few days.

..

The number of entries is getting less and less.

But this is not because he is afraid that the opponents behind him are getting stronger, but because there are fewer and fewer people who dare to challenge him. Countless people are afraid of confronting him, choose to contribute Bloody Mary, and use the rules of the Killing City to avoid fighting.

This has also made it extremely difficult for Hell Killing Fields to gather ten people for him to participate in the competition. Sometimes it is even necessary to wait for several days. After the number of people is gathered, the waiter will personally go to his residence to notify him of participating in the war.

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

Let alone launching a sneak attack.

Of course, it's not that no one has tried it, but everyone who has been there has become a corpse with all their blood drained.

In the past ten months, more than a thousand souls have died at the hands of Blood Shura. This can be seen from the armor he wears. Ten months ago, the scars on this armor were just white.

, and after ten months, it has turned into a dark red color that cannot be faded.

Whether in the Hell Killing Fields or outside the Hell Killing Fields, anyone who had attacked Blood Shura would have their heads cut off, letting the blood fill the ground, while he stood on the blood river.

Bathed in blood mist.

This is a true bloody Shura.

Seeing everyone retreating, Ning Xiaotian still looked indifferent, withdrew his gaze and strode away.

"It's been ten months..." He was walking on the street, looking up at the blood moon in the distance, feeling a little sad in his heart.

In the past ten months, although his mind was not affected by the majestic murderous aura in his body due to physical reasons and strong mental strength, he became crazy and bloodthirsty. However, the killings day and night still made him feel numb.

Only in the past two months, the number of competitions has become less and less, and there are no longer people who sneak attack or assassinate him, so his depressed mood has relaxed a little.

"Yes, only despair and death can make some people give up completely." Ning Xiaotian sneered.

At first, he thought that with over a hundred kills on the first day, certain flies would bother him less.

But I didn't expect that I would encounter endless sneak attacks and assassinations later on, especially when I encountered four Soul Saint Queens in a later game, and two of them were control-type soul masters. His reputation was too famous.

On the first day I arrived in the Killing City, I overcame a siege of a hundred people and killed a Contra.

This resulted in him being besieged in every subsequent game he participated in in the Hell Killing Fields.

Although he won that game, his energy was almost exhausted and he was seriously injured.

The consequences were obvious. He was once again besieged by hundreds of people, and assassinations and sneak attacks followed one after another.

But precisely because of the previous siege by hundreds of people, under the constant killing, and relying on the blood beads in his lower Dantian, his physical strength recovered somewhat. After that, he fought all the way back to his residence. In that battle, he killed more than two hundred enemies.

After that no one dared to make a sneak attack.

thirsty

Then, he had almost no games to play.

"If this continues, when will we reach 100 wins..." Ning Xiaotian also felt helpless.

"Where did this little beauty come from? This figure, this skin... Why don't you play with the big men?"

As he was walking, loud noises suddenly came from the right, mostly obscene words, and mixed with whistles. Ning Xiaotian looked around and saw at least dozens of people gathered around, blocking the not-so-wide road.

Almost clogged.

"Ms. 9525, I advise you to follow me closely. As long as I am here, they will not dare to hurt you. But if you take action here, the protection period will expire, and I have no right to interfere with them taking action against you."

It's the voice of the woman in black gauze.

"Hmph! I understand, please continue to lead the way, I am going to the killing fields of hell..." came another female voice.

"Hell's Killing Fields, haha, did you hear that? This little bitch is going to the Hell's Killing Fields!"

"Looking at the thin skin and tender flesh, I was accidentally splashed with blood and cried on the spot."

"..."

Obscene words continued to be heard all around, trying to anger the woman who spoke out.

"Tsk tsk... It would be a pity if such a beautiful beauty died. It would be better..."

Someone else made a noise.

"Not as good as what?"

Outside the crowd, a low question suddenly came from the voice, and the voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the whole world.

"Not as good? Of course..." Before he could finish his words, he covered his throat with both hands, unable to make any sound.

"Ahhhh..." From the outside to the inside, people in the crowd kept falling silently, and people kept screaming.

"Blood...Blood Shura..." Someone turned around to see the person coming, and immediately looked frightened and wanted to run away.

But as soon as he moved his steps, he immediately fell down.

In just a moment, the streets were filled with corpses. Among the pool of blood, only a black-armored warrior covered in bloodstains and two women surrounded by the blood were still standing safely.

Stop on a clean open space of less than two meters.

Fear flashed away in the eyes of the woman in black veil, she bowed slightly towards Ning Xiaotian, then turned to look at the girl behind her, and said with a smile: "Ms. 9525, it seems you don't need me to lead the way anymore."

She had confirmed Ning Xiaotian's identity a few months ago. She was undoubtedly the current Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, and his status in Wuhun Palace was more noble than she imagined. Due to Ning Xiaotian's arrival, Wuhun

The palace's food supply to the Killing City is directly doubled.

And the person in charge of handing over to her was directly changed from Contra to two titled Douluo.

Wuhundian even took the initiative to escort a large number of criminals to the Killing City. These people were all people who had committed heinous crimes outside. There were murderers, raped women, child abductors... According to the person in charge of the escort, they were directly

Killing them felt too cheap, and it was too dirty, so it would be better to send them to the killing city and let them destroy themselves.

Ning Xiaotian killed a lot of people after entering the Slaughter City. Now that he can get supplements, the Slaughter City is naturally happy to accept them. Speaking of which, she has to thank Ning Xiaotian.

In addition, these two people, one is the Saint Son of Wuhun Palace, and the other is the Saint of Wuhun Palace, so they probably know each other.