It's right that he looks like Tang San, but the current Tang San looks a little strange to Ning Rongrong and the others.
Tang San's temperament has always been relatively amiable, but at this moment his expression was particularly cold, and he also exuded a faint bloody aura. His eyes were full of coldness and bloodthirsty.
The battle continued, Tang San's figure flickered like an illusion, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was continuously smashed. Tang San almost brutally defeated the three opponents who worked together to besiege him.
With the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and various Tang Sect martial arts, even if the three of them joined forces, they were no match for him, and each one of them was beaten to a bloody pulp by Tang San.
After the battle, Tang San even carefully checked the other corpses, and crushed their heads one by one.
After the battle with Tang San, Ning Rongrong, who was about to call him, was speechless. Is this really their third brother?
However, Tang Qingxi waved directly and led the people over.
Tang Sanhan walked down the stairs step by step with a face on his face, his eyes sweeping over the surrounding audience with menace. He did not consume much in this battle, and presumably there would not be many people seeking death who would attack him after he walked out of the hell killing field.
But as his eyes glanced at a few familiar figures, Tang San's cold eyes suddenly became warmer, and he walked a little faster, coming to Tang Qingxi: "Sister Xi, you are here."
"Yes." Tang Qingxi nodded calmly, "How is it? How many games have you won?"
"Twenty-eight games." Tang San took a deep breath, bowed his head and said.
"It's okay." Tang Qingxi nodded, "Where's Li Wenrui?"
"Sister Wenrui is practicing swordplay at her residence and resting. She has already won seventy-eight games. Now that she comes to the Hell Killing Fields, there will be very few people signing up, so she might as well rest for a while and let me win the game." Tang San said.
"Yeah." Tang Qingxi nodded.
In the Hell Killing Fields, after one fight was over, people who were ready to participate in the next one began to sign up enthusiastically.
Tang Qingxi looked at Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, go and sign up."
"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing obeyed the leader's order and went to sign up.
Soon she was on stage, and her nine opponents were also male and female.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the lean man with a silvery look in his eyes, and his eyes became colder.
"Young girls are not common in the killing city." The lean man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking at Zhu Zhuqing with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing looked away, without taking another look, and moved his hands directly.
Two daggers flew in her hands. As soon as she moved her hand, others around her immediately stood up.
Zhu Zhuqing naturally first approached the lean man who provoked him, but in the middle of the process, a woman in coquettish clothes was rushing in the other direction. When she passed by Zhu Zhuqing, she suddenly turned around and drew a knife towards her waist.
Having already understood the rules of the Hell Killing Fields, Zhu Zhuqing knew that she did not need to fight nine against one at the beginning, but she still guarded against every opponent.
The woman's sword attack naturally missed, and Zhu Zhuqing quickly reacted and turned around to avoid it, but she did not fight back and continued to move towards the lean man.
Seeing this, the charming woman did not bother Zhu Zhuqing, and began to look for the next target.
The lean man was also targeted by someone, and he was evenly matched and had no time to take care of Zhu Zhuqing, but Zhu Zhuqing wanted his life, and there was nothing he couldn't do in this kind of melee to take advantage of others.
So Zhu Zhuqing quietly stepped behind the man and thrust out the dagger, stabbing him to the core.
Zhu Zhuqing then directly took over the lean man's opponent and continued fighting.
During the melee, the number of people seemed to decrease one by one. Soon, only Zhu Zhuqing and the charming woman were left on the field.
At first, he did not fight back when faced with a sneak attack by a charming woman. This was because Zhu Zhuqing sensed that this person was not weak. If they fought too early and were interfered with by others, the situation would be even greater.
The charming woman obviously also had this idea, and she had been dealing with other opponents separately from Zhu Zhuqing.
Now, only the two of them are left.
Zhu Zhuqing wiped the blood from his face, put away his dagger, and killed the charming woman directly.
The charming woman looked solemn, and she didn't know what was going on in the past year. There seemed to be a lot of perverted characters appearing in the city of killing, and each one was younger than the last.
Zhu Zhuqing turned sideways to avoid the incoming dagger, and the dagger in his hand followed the force of the forward thrust and stabbed the woman as they crossed paths, but the woman dodged it.
The woman turned around, raised the knife and struck again. Zhu Zhuqing held the dagger in his backhand and directly blocked the short knife.
At this time, the woman punched decisively, and Zhu Zhuqing also punched.
A light black mist suddenly appeared in Zhu Zhuqing's palm. Zhu Zhuqing didn't quite understand this. She always thought that the black mist came from the effect of soul skills, but now that the soul skills were blocked, she could still use the black mist.
The black mist is very corrosive when driven by soul power. It can be said that in this killing city, its power will be very impressive.
When the fist met the palm, the woman's complexion suddenly changed, and then she was pushed away by Zhu Zhuqing's palm, and the fist had begun to turn black and rot.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't waste any time, and immediately chased after the woman. Taking advantage of the woman's injury and the sharp decline in her soul power as the black mist invaded, he struck out with a few quick moves, and finally cut open the woman's neck with the dagger in his hand, causing blood to flow.
Signaling the end of the battle.
At this time, Zhu Zhuqing was still thinking about Tang San's series of actions in the previous battle, and still remained cautious. She also stepped off the stage after crushing the heads of other corpses one by one, and the first number also appeared on her identity card.
A victory.
"Sister Xi." With blood on his face, Zhu Zhuqing came to Tang Qingxi to resume his life.
"It's so amazing." Ning Rongrong couldn't take her eyes away from what she was looking at just now. Although she and Oscar had practiced very hard, there was obviously still a big gap between them and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Okay, you performed well." Zhu Zhuqing's adaptability was better than she expected. Tang Qingxi was quite satisfied. Seeing Ning Rongrong and Oscar looking at her nervously, she smiled and said, "You two, don't go to hell to kill.
After all, there are battles in this inner city that can give you training."
"Okay." Ning Rongrong and Oscar responded.
After watching it and even letting Zhu Zhuqing experience it, he was forced to stay in the killing field of hell: "Alright Tang San, take us to meet Li Wenrui."
"Yes, Sister Xi." Tang San nodded in agreement, leading the way and leading them out of the Hell Killing Fields.
But as soon as he came out of the Hell Killing Fields, Tang San became on guard, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.
Tang Qingxi also slowly raised his eyes, looking at the crowd that looked like they were about to enter the killing field of hell, but in fact, they were secretly approaching them.
Seeing that Tang San didn't make any moves, Tang Qingxi smacked his lips and directly drew out his God-killing Sword, and the dazzling blood-colored sword light shot into the sky.