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Definitely not as flexible as before.
Even if he had the physique of a titled Douluo, he might still be beaten to death by random punches.
But there is no regret medicine in the world.
The result is
"9527 wins!" the referee said excitedly, "This is 9527's 11th consecutive win!"
"And it was within 24 hours, 11 consecutive wins!"
"Breaking the fastest history in the Killing City!"
"Let's wait and see, how big of a miracle can 9527 create?"
"Please invite the next group of killer contestants!"
The remaining 28 people looked at each other warily.
Afraid of being pushed down.
"He used that trick again just now, and it must have cost more!"
"If you go down now, you have a high probability of winning!"
"Didn't you see just now that the 10 soul bones disappeared!"
"It should be an illusion created by the soul bone technique or the domain."
"Damn it! I was deceived by this brat!"
Just when they regret it.
The referee lost his patience and just made a random stroke.
"The nine of you are finished!"
The nine people looked unnatural, but they did not dare to refute.
I could only jump down with a dark face.
I didn’t wait to stand firm.
"The killing begins!"
Then Tang Lan's Snow Emperor's extremely icy left arm appeared again.
The familiar nine-handled imperial sword, the familiar nine swords came out at once.
These nine people chose to scatter and run away, trying to use a wider radius to allow Tang Lan to deform.
The person who also possessed the weapon soul directly threw his weapon soul towards Tang Lan through the air.
Forcing him to use the Imperial Sword to back up the defense and distract him.
I have to say, the effect is there.
But not much.
Tang Lan performed Lingbo Weibu, his body swaying like a ghost, avoiding the attacking weapon spirit.
His feet didn't move at all.
The five people who had lost their weapon souls could only use their bodies to resist the incoming Emperor Sword.
The consequences are already determined.
Then the person and his body-protecting soul were frozen.
The Emperor's Sword changed direction and killed the other four people.
Ten seconds later.
All the Contras who could control the wind and rain in the outside world died.
As Tang Lan collected their bodies, he sighed:
That is, in the city of killing.
Otherwise, if Contra can use soul skills outside.
Tang Lan had to put in a lot of effort to kill him.
It can't be so easy.
"Next group." The referee directly designated: "It's the nine of you."
Among the remaining 19 people, the designated 9 people gritted their teeth and ended up simply.
——The problem now is that Tang Lan’s soul power has been consumed too much!
Even if the first three games were easy, they still killed 27 Contras.
They are the top few in the Killing City!
Here it is the landowner.
If Tang Lan hadn't released the news about the 10-year-old soul bone, none of them would have appeared.
Even if Tang Lan is a titled Douluo, killing them will cost a lot of money, right?
And
Such a small titled Douluo?
They don't believe it.
So they are very anxious.
After the referee announced the start of the killing, he couldn't wait to kill Tang Lan.
结果
The familiar nine-handled imperial sword, the familiar nine swords came out at once.
Nine people are desperate!
The four bloody ones among them, seeing no hope of survival, simply chose to self-destruct before the Emperor Sword could kill them!
The emperor's sword was blown away, and most of the spiritual power it contained was consumed.
——Contra's self-destruction should not be underestimated.
But the same thing.
Several nearby Contras were also dizzy from the explosion.
Unable to parry the Emperor's Sword, he was frozen into an ice sculpture.
Let Tang Lan end the battle faster.
Of the 10 people left on the field, 9 were called up again.
The only one left showed a thankful smile.
Watching Tang Lan cutting melons and chopping vegetables, and then killing nine people.
Confidence cannot be a fool who would choose to play now.
And as long as there are not ten people together, the Hell Killing Fields cannot start.
Once you leave the Hell Killing Fields, your registration will be deemed invalid.
You can settle down now.
He couldn't help but smile.
However.
Tang Lan looked around the field and wrote lightly——
"According to the order I gave you yesterday, proceed one by one."
"Numbers 1 to 8 will come down first."
Eight ugly-looking people stood up with difficulty and rushed towards the killing field of hell.
——They had the same idea, to kill Tang Lan quickly!
"What's wrong with you?" The Soul Douluo who thought he had survived angrily said, "You clearly knew that this kid had problems, but you still rushed over to die?"
"The 10-year-old soul bones are most likely fake. Can't you see clearly?"
"If you want to die, don't take me with you!"
unfortunately
No matter how incompetent and furious he is, he can't change the outcome.
Under the watchful eyes of the Titled Douluo-level referee, he could only step heavily onto the Killing Field of Hell.
He glared at the eight people.
Eight people glared back!
Do you think we are willing to come up and die?
Wasn't it the evil star in front of him last night, who rushed to his house with the spirit of death and fed him a life-threatening thing.
It's still possible to survive.
If you don't come up, you will definitely die!
How would you choose?
"Cut the nonsense!"
"We are all grasshoppers on the same rope!"
"According to the plan discussed last night, we will kill this brat quickly!"
"Whoever survives must help his dead brother fulfill his last wish!"
"let's go!"
At the referee's command.
Bloody killings were staged one after another.