After entering the room, Xiao Jiang closed his eyes and took a rest. This kind of fighting did not pose much challenge to him at all. Others could not use soul skills. Even if they had extraordinary skills, they were far behind his ability to use martial arts. What's more, he had
Being able to use spells and the like, he didn't feel any pressure from killing hundreds of people.
"Dong dong dong..."
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Xiao Jiang was stunned for a moment. In the city of killing, the only way to knock was to force his way in. He waved his hand and opened the door, only to see a female messenger in a black dress twisting her waist in.
She closed the door and walked to Xiao Jiang's side. She put her fingers painted with black nail polish on Xiao Jiang's shoulders, scratched them gently and said softly:
"Our God of Death, you have won ninety-seven games in the blink of an eye. Do you have no other need to fight every day like this?"
Xiao Jiang looked at the cunning look in the female messenger's eyes and said leisurely:
"Can you tell me clearly what your purpose is? As the envoy of the Slaughter City, you will not sacrifice your life just because of who wins ninety-seven games."
The messenger's fingers paused, and her slim body sat directly on Xiao Jiang's lap and said softly:
"Why are you so ignorant of amorous feelings? I just want you to take me out of the Killing City.
Although the rules here are no rules, the King of Slaughter has promised that he can leave as long as he wins 100 games in the arena. You only have three wins at most before it is over. If I don't come here, who will I come to find?"
Xiao Jiang ignored the fragrant beauty in his arms and said curiously:
"I'm leaving alone, how can I take you away?"
The female messenger whispered in her ear:
"Because there is another special thing about the Killing City, that is, as long as you challenge the King of Killing after the 100th victory and are not killed within one stick of incense, then you are qualified to take away anyone, and
That includes me.”
Xiao Jiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the messenger pursed his lips and smiled slightly:
"Are you afraid? But according to the rules, the King of Slaughter cannot use soul skills when he fights you. Everyone competes with soul power and skills. As long as he uses soul skills, he will lose.
As long as you win, I can leave with you, and then I will be yours. You see, I can definitely serve you well."
As he spoke, the messenger rubbed Xiao Jiang's cheek. Xiao Jiang put his arm around her waist and said:
"Do you really want to leave here? Why don't you challenge a hundred games to leave by yourself?"
The messenger smiled charmingly and said:
"I can give you some useful information. The King of Slaughter has the power of the nine-headed blood bat king, and my martial spirit is the phantom bat. You understand this, okay. If you want to take me away, remember it then.
Challenge the King of Slaughter."
After the messenger finished speaking, he kissed the corner of Xiao Jiang's mouth, got up, twisted his waist, opened the door and left. Xiao Jiang touched the corner of his mouth, rubbed his forehead and whispered:
"It's a pity that the lost space can't be found yet. Otherwise, if Xiaobai can release the detector, then the situation in the entire killing city can be understood. Now I am still cultivating honestly. I am already level seventy-nine, but
I haven’t found a suitable one for my sixth soul ring, and I’m going to have a seventh soul ring soon, which is really a headache.”
Xiao Jiang said as he closed his eyes and started practicing. He was already a level 71 soul sect when he entered the Killing City. However, he did not need soul skills to enter here and he did not rush to find the soul ring.
At this point, if you kill people in the arena, you can consume a certain amount of soul power to improve yourself. Most of the rest will be absorbed by the blood lava on the underground Huangquan Road to ensure the existence of the killing city. However, if ordinary people absorb other people's soul power, they will definitely be affected by the mental remnants of the other party.
The backlash becomes more and more sinister.
But Xiao Jiang is not a normal person. His Blood Spirit Art is so terrifying that even the God Emperor is afraid. In order not to expose any traces, he only absorbs a part of the soul power. Even part of the soul power of the ninety-seven soul masters allows him to quickly increase by seven
Level 19.
On the second day, Xiao Jiang killed an eighty-one-level Contra, and on the third day, he killed another eighty-three-level Contra, and Xiao Jiang's soul power also successfully broke through the Contra at night.
level.
On the third day, Xiao Jiang entered the arena under the dim scenery as always in the Killing City. Because today was his hundredth battle, hundreds of masters in the Killing City gathered here to watch the fun. When he strode towards the arena,
At that moment, bursts of howling cheers came from the surrounding area.
"The underworld kills the god, the underworld kills the god..."
The roar was loud, and at this moment the charming messenger appeared on the high platform, waving her hands to silence everyone, she smiled slightly and said:
"Today is the first time in a hundred years that someone has reached the 100-game challenge. That is our Death God Xiao Jiang. Now we invite the King of Slaughter."
"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."
Amidst another roar, the dark red King of Slaughter appeared on the throne. He leaned on the throne and drank Huangquan Dew. He looked around with a pair of murderous eyes. When the sound stopped, he looked at Xiao Jiang.
Slowly said:
"Xiao Jiang, today is your hundredth challenge. After you win, you can enter Huangquan Road. Next, you will fight against eight challengers who have won no more than fifty games. Regardless of life or death, whoever stands at the end will be the winner.
Be prepared."
Xiao Jiang cupped his fists and gestured:
"I would like to ask the King of Slaughter. I wonder if there is a rule in the Slaughter City, that is, if both parties fight with you for a stick of incense without using soul skills, you can take away anyone here?"
The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes and looked at the messenger beside him. The female messenger hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to speak. The King of Slaughter sneered and looked at Xiao Jiang and said:
"Yes, it is indeed the case. It seems that you are very interested in the messenger. Let's do it. I will take over your hundred battles today. As long as you can sustain a hundred battles, in addition to leaving the killing city, I can also take you away.
Anyone you want to take away."
Is the King of Slaughter letting off steam? Of course it’s impossible. Being parasitized by the Nine-Headed Blood Bat King, he can’t have any affection for humans at all. He said that he felt the envoy’s betrayal and his anger rose in his heart, and he planned to kill him in front of everyone.
Xiao Jiang acted as a warning to others.
Xiao Jiang said calmly without changing his expression:
"Can."
These two simple words carried absolute confidence, which made everyone around them widen their eyes. Even the King of Slaughter was a little surprised.
You must know that you can leave after a hundred battles. As for fighting the King of Slaughter just to take someone away, it is simply unimaginable.
Xiao Jiang also knew that this matter was unimaginable. He had just reached the eighty-level Contra level, but this killing king was a ninety-ninth level peerless Douluo.
You must know that the soul power of Titled Douluo has absolutely crushed Soul Douluo, and the Titled Douluo after level ninety-five has a huge difference every level, and level ninety-nine is already considered a demigod, and fighting with souls
Luo's soul power is simply a huge difference. Under normal circumstances, even a ninety-level titled Douluo would not dare to say that he would not use soul skills to last for a stick of incense in front of a peak Douluo.
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