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Wang Feng was taken aback, thinking that Tang San recognized himself, otherwise remind me what to do?

But the next sentence, listen to Tang San continue to say:

"You and a friend of mine are two or three points similar. I hope you can survive. Even if you lose, you will lose in my hands!"

After Tang San came to the Slaughter City, he rarely spoke or communicated with others.

This was one of Tang San's very few active words.

Because this white-clothed **** of death did make Tang San think of Jiu Yi Kai and Wang Feng.

Wang Feng: "..."

Xiao San seems to have a deep obsession with me.

Wang Feng couldn't help but said with a smile in his heart.

"To be precise, it is an opponent called the'Shadowless Assassin.' White Grim Reaper, this man is very powerful, and may not be attacked by you."

At this moment, Hu Liena also spoke suddenly.

Wang Feng paused.

The Shadowless Assassin, Wang Feng had also heard of, was a strong man who came in from outside six months ago.

The scary thing is that in only half a year, Wuying has reached fifty games wins at this moment!

He even asked to take the initiative to participate in the high-victory degenerate game, which is considered a very famous strong.

He is also very good at killing people, has extremely high killing skills, and very special abilities.

But Wang Feng is not very interested in these, he usually watch the game occasionally.

"Ok?"

Wang Feng looked at Hu Liena the same.

A year ago, he ignored Hu Liena. This year, Hu Liena did not ask herself to be boring to find him. But while watching the game silently, while practicing oneself.

At this time, hearing the two people say this, Wang Feng was a little bit interested.

When Wang Feng walked into the killing fields of hell, Hu Liena took the lead.

The name of the **** of death in white clothes can attract countless people in the inner city. He is still a woman. Although Hu Liena is not as exaggerated as those coquettish bitches, she is indeed a little curious in her heart.

In addition to curiosity, Hu Liena can only admire.

I really admire it.

What Hu Liena admired most was that the other party had stayed in the killing capital for a year, and his temperament had not changed at all!

That white dress, in the capital of killing, is like a white flower that is not stained by the mud, it is so eye-catching and fascinating!

It is Hu Liena herself, even if she often chats with the stars in the skull to relieve her boredom, her temperament has also undergone tremendous changes.

Although the appearance is still beautiful, but when there is no battle, the flattery in his eyes is like ten thousand years of ice, let alone flattering, the look of freezing will freeze you to death, and the temperament is full of killing intent.

Sometimes I can't help it, and I even want to kill it.

Fortunately, there are stars, but the memory of the stars is very vague because there is only a ray of soul consciousness, and Hu Liena does not know the experience of the stars.

Therefore, this **** of death in white clothes attracts Hu Liena the most, or the place that attracts all women, because of this.

Of course, there are also reasons for the powerful strength of the white death **** and the terrifying white hell.

Tang San watched Hu Liena walk into the killing field of hell, his eyes turned slightly.

For this golden generation Hu Liena, her father once said that she is the most talented and most terrifying.

In fact, after seeing Hu Liena's many battles this year, Tang San did think so!

This girl is very strong. Tang San asked himself, if he hadn't had the Tang Sect martial arts very hidden weapon, he wouldn't be Hu Liena's opponent now.

Moreover, she is a girl who can become a **** messenger with an amazing record in this **** killing field!

Tang San knew how difficult this was.

Turning his mind slightly, Tang San followed in.

At this time, tens of thousands of spectators have gathered in the killing fields of hell, most of them are women, most of whom look at the white death **** on the stage with wolf-like eyes.

Of course, there are about 40% of men, with **** blood in their eyes, looking at the ring below.

The stands are also very chaotic. Some eat, some play erotica, and men...

at the same time.

At the top of this **** killing field, there is a room in the sky.

At this time, a cold voice was resounding inside:

"Great King, I have already investigated clearly. This white-clothed death **** came from the north. He heard the news of our killing capital from the mouth of an old beggar. He doesn't seem to have any background, and he completely rejected us. The invitation of the Slaughter City, he came here only for cultivation."

In the room, the front is a huge glass window, because it is in mid-air, so you can see any scene below.

There were only two people in the room.

One of the figures seemed to be shrouded in layers of black mist, with an extremely tall figure. At this time Zhengda Ma was sitting on a large skeleton seat.

Instead, it was another person who spoke, and that cold female voice was another woman in black with an extremely hot body.

"Reject?" The tall man called Wang said with a cold tone.

"Yes. From the current point of view, the strength of this white **** of death may be the strongest pathbreaker in all of our killings~www.wuxiaspot.com~ According to analysis, his affirmation still hides some strength, because so far So far, the strength he has shown is only those black knives that do not know how to control. Use these black knives to kill people silently."

The gorgeous girl held a document and continued, "The other two people, King Shura and the messenger of hell, were thrown in by the two murderers. We can’t provoke the two murderers, so we can only let them obey. It's natural..."

Although the city of killing is controlled by the king of killing.

But once crossing the road to hell, it means being able to use spirit abilities in the Slaughter City to exert real strength, also known as the real God of Killing!

In the history of the killing city, only a few killing gods have been born.

Every killing **** is a fearful existence, and even the killing capital dare not provoke it.

"Yeah." The Slaughter King nodded lightly.

It is not difficult for them to find out these news. What's more, that King Shura and the messenger of **** were still thrown in by the two killing gods?

One of them also visited the killing capital a month ago.

So for Tang San and Hu Liena, the Slaughter King would not act rashly.

But this white **** of death has no background!

"For the Slaughter City, neither the Spirit Hall nor the two empires can threaten us."

The Slaughter King said lightly, "But a **** of death can! This **** of death in white is indeed a strong man. For him, a hundred victories will be a matter of time, although he may not be able to pass through the road to hell. But Wan Once passed, he became the **** of killing, and there is a huge threat to our city of killing!"

"All, I arranged an opponent for this white death **** today!"

The gorgeous girl let out a few low laughs, "I hope he can survive..."

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PS: There are four more tonight

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