Outside the killing field, in the spectator seats and in the hall of the hell killing field, just when Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena were preparing to delay as much time as possible, everyone watching the killing match was fused with the martial spirit that resembled the image of the God of Death in people's minds.
Ji was shocked.
"How is that possible? It's actually a martial soul fusion skill?"
"How is this possible? What did labor and management see?"
"How is it possible that martial soul fusion skills can appear?"
"Spicy chicken, aren't labor and management dazzled?"
"Oh my God, it's incredible. What did I see?"
"..."
Everyone was talking at once, and the whole hall of the Hell Killing Fields suddenly became chaotic.
In the audience seat, Tang San's eyes were scarlet and cold, his clenched fists and the uncontrollably spreading murderous aura showed his inner unrest.
The terrifying coldness seems to freeze people's blood and soul, and the murderous aura that spreads uncontrollably is like a flood that bursts a bank.
In the face of this surging murderous aura, other people who were still in a state of shock and not too far away from him suddenly moved further away.
However, thinking of Ma Hongjun's previous explanation, Tang San still suppressed the Clear Sky Hammer that was about to burst out of his body, took a deep breath of the bloody and cold air of the Hell Killing Fields, and sat back on the seat behind him.
"Senior brother, is this situation what you expected?"
"Don't let anything happen!"
"Although you said you were prepared for the worst possible situation, I swear, if something happens to you, I will bury everyone in the Killing City with you at all costs."
Tang San's cold eyes flashed with scarlet light, staring at the four people who were still on the gladiatorial stage, and his slender jade-like right hand unconsciously touched the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night around his waist.
There, in one of the twenty-four spaces, there was a fairy grass that even he was extremely afraid of, the Bloody Swan Kiss.
If something happens to Ma Hongjun, he will throw the bloody swan kiss into the Bloody Mary Lake in the Killing City when he leaves the Killing City.
Although the world has two sides, there is light and there is darkness. As the dark side of Douluo Continent, the Killing City should not be destroyed, but this was his original idea and the idea of his senior brother.
However, if something really happened to his senior brother, he would definitely think of it and let all the sins in this murderous city be buried with his senior brother.
As for the consequences after destroying the Killing City, haha!
If Ma Hongjun is really dead, what if there is no killing capital in Douluo Continent?
The fallen evil soul masters in Douluo Continent have no paradise to live in, so they are running around and causing trouble to the continent, so what?
Can he be reborn as his senior brother?
If not, what if it is destroyed?
So what if I get infamy for this?
Buzz!
Suddenly, a cool breath passed through Tang San's heart, making his scarlet eyes suddenly clear.
Tang San was startled and thought subconsciously, "What's wrong with me? How could I have such extreme thoughts?"
"Destroy the world? Ha, only a madman would do that."
"The existence of the Killing City obviously does more harm than good. It should not be destroyed. Even if something happens to my senior brother, I should inherit his legacy and continue to purify the Killing City instead of trying to destroy it. This is what my senior brother hopes.
have witnessed."
Tang San thought about the abnormality he had shown just now, and soon understood what was going on.
In the final analysis, it was all about the murderous aura accumulated in his body. Those vast and cold murderous auras not only tortured his heart at all times, but also destroyed his will at all times, pulling him step by step into the abyss of degradation, destruction, and destruction.
On the killing field, the messenger of death said, "Since you want to know, then I will grant your wish and let you die with a clear understanding."
"Please tell me!" Ma Hongjun said.
The messenger of death said, "The rules of the Hell Killing Fields are that only one contestant can walk out alive."
"The rules of the Killing City, no one here can use soul ring skills, but they can use martial arts."
"This is a world of killing, a fallen city with no rules. Here, except for you two weirdos, who would trust others?"
"Naturally, under normal circumstances, our brothers wouldn't be playing at the same time."
"So, you should understand, right?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ma Hongjun pretended to be dumb and said, "I don't understand very well. Nana, do you understand?"
"No, I don't quite understand it either." Hu Liena shook her head.
"Please explain in detail. We are all going to die anyway, and we will have no chance to listen again." Ma Hongjun said again.
"..."
Hu Liena also said, repeating Ma Hongjun's words.
Since you can talk nonsense as much as you want, then just copy Xu Xuan’s words.
After all, the essence of human beings is repeaters, although she didn't know this story.
At this time, the messenger of the God of Death suddenly cursed angrily, "Su Mo, are you, Tamar, mentally retarded? These bastards are stalling with us, can't you, Tamar, see that?"
"So what? Labor and management can kill them with one punch." The messenger of death said disdainfully.
"It's true that Tamar is mentally retarded, Mad, you Tamar must want to die, but labor and management still don't want to."
The messenger of death, or rather awakened, cursed angrily, suddenly seized control of his body, and rushed towards Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena with large strides.
At the same time, the four to five meter long purple and black magic sickle in the hand of the messenger of death suddenly grew in size, and with a cold and terrifying aura of terror, the sword swept over.
"Wake up, what do you want to do? Labor and management are the elder brothers, and I should control this messenger of death." The messenger of death cursed angrily.
Suddenly, the purple-black sickle that was swung at Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena stopped abruptly in mid-air.
The messenger of death was so angry that he scolded angrily, "Say Nima, how did our mother give birth to a retarded thing like you that only has muscles but no brain? If you keep talking to them, we won't be able to hold on."
Already."
"Do it quickly, bastard!"
The messenger of death said, "Who do you, Tamar, have to scold?"
The messenger of death said, "I, Tamar, have to scold you, do it quickly, you idiot!"
"snort!"
The messenger of the God of Death snorted coldly, "Tamad, once these two bitches are beaten to death, the labor and management will definitely beat you to death."
"Do it quickly, bastard!"
As the messenger of death spoke, his movements and body instantly became coordinated.
There was a bang, accompanied by a terrifying aura, amidst the terrifying coldness and death aura, a strange purple-black sword light surpassed Hu Liena's current limit of reaction and dodge, and swept towards her and Ma Hongjun.
.
Ma Hongjun's expression suddenly changed. He turned around instantly, without giving Hu Liena a chance to react. He took her into his arms and locked her waist with one hand. With a bang, Ma Hongjun followed his body's spiritual instinct.
In reaction, the ghostly shadowing was activated to the extreme, and he hugged Hu Liena and disappeared to the original place.
In fact, Su Mo didn't need to explain, he and Hu Liena also understood what the other party's martial soul fusion skill was about.
You must know that although the use of soul rings is prohibited in the Killing City, the use of martial spirits is not prohibited.
The martial soul fusion skill is based on the martial soul. Since the martial soul can be used, the conditions for using the martial soul fusion skill are naturally met.
Although Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena don't know whether martial soul fusion skills have appeared in the Killing City before, but as Su Mo said, almost no one here will trust others.
There are also competition rules in the Hell Killing Fields. In a group of ten people, only one person can come out alive in the end, which naturally does not meet the conditions for the emergence of martial soul fusion skills.
But what now?
Under the special arrangement of a very vengeful woman, a pair of brothers with martial soul fusion skills were sent to the arena. Coupled with the threat to their lives caused by Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena, the martial souls were naturally satisfied.
Conditions for the emergence of fusion skills.
"Quick, Su Mo, kill them, or we will all die!"
The messenger of death strode forward, turning into a huge scythe that was nearly ten meters long. With the terrifying black figure moving quickly, it almost encompassed the entire arena.
In this case, the range that Ma Hongjun can dodge is quite limited.
Moreover, although the speed of the messenger of death was not enough in front of Ma Hongjun, who was trying his best to activate the ghost shadow, the terrifying speed of the terrifying sickle in his hand left him helpless.
Not to mention Hu Liena, she couldn't even see clearly, let alone dodge.
If Ma Hongjun left her to escape on her own, the only thing waiting for her would be to be cut in half by the messenger of death, or chopped into two pieces with one knife.
Although Ma Hongjun could clearly see the terrifying and terrifying demonic sword light, it was because his mental strength was far beyond that of an ordinary titled Douluo, so he could clearly see the terrifying demonic sword that brought him the aura of death.
However, his soul power cultivation is only level sixty-nine. Even if he is just one step away from the Soul Saint, even if his combat power is comparable to some ordinary titled Douluo due to various reasons, it is still comparable to ordinary Titled Douluo.
Titled Douluo.
Not to mention that the current situation here does not meet the conditions for him to expose his soul bones. Unlike that time when he was lucky enough to kill the Demonic Insect Fighter Masati Nagas, the surrounding environment at that time allowed him to give it a try and activate his soul.
Bone kills the opponent by surprise.
But what about now?
Ma Hongjun knew very well that the aura revealed by this martial soul fusion skill was far beyond that of ordinary titled Douluo.
If he were to collide head-on with the messenger of death, Ma Hongjun was very sure that even if he exposed all the soul bones in his body, he would be unable to use this martial soul fusion technique.
You must know that the older generation of Dragon Duke and Snake Lady, Long Gong Meng Shu, although they are Soul Douluo, Snake Lady Chao Tianxiang only has the Soul Emperor cultivation level, and the martial soul fusion skills of the two are comparable to ordinary title fights.
Luo, can compete with Ju Douluo Yue Guan on a par.
Not to mention the current spirit fusion technique. The two parties involved in the fusion are two powerful Contra warriors who possess the top-level dark spirit Judgment Scythe. You can imagine how powerful it is.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you see that labor and management are doing it?"
On the killing field, accompanied by terrifying soul power fluctuations and hoarse curses, the four to five-meter-tall messenger of death moved quickly, chasing the afterimage left by Ma Hongjun and swinging his knife repeatedly.
Amid the violent shaking like an earthquake, the entire arena of the Hell Killing Fields looked like land plowed by crazy oxen, with gravel and huge gaps everywhere.
It seems that the entire arena has been completely destroyed, but if someone carefully observes the ground of the entire arena at this time, they will find that the horribly damaged floors are rapidly repairing themselves.
However, even so, the messenger of death still failed to kill Ma Hongjun.
The messenger of the God of Death waved his knife wildly and cursed angrily, "Mad, you are a loach. If you have the guts, stop me. If we have a head-on confrontation, I will kill you with one knife."
At this time, Ma Hongjun's posture toward Hu Liena had changed from hugging her to carrying her on her back. After all, this would allow him to perform the ghost shadow more easily.
However, in such a posture, while moving quickly, Ma Hongjun could inevitably feel the two indescribable things squeezing behind him, and the two round and elastic thighs, which were also constantly shaking and rubbing against his back.
With.
Although in this dangerous situation, Ma Hongjun had no intention of feeling the fragrant and charming feeling brought to him by the peerless beauty on his back, but Hu Liena was different.
First of all, there was no gap between the backs of their bodies, coupled with the violent shaking and rapid friction caused by the high-speed movement, her face was already blushing, and she even broke out in a fragrant sweat due to nervousness.
If Ma Hongjun hadn't hugged her legs tightly and she hugged Ma Hongjun's neck tightly, she might have been thrown away at this time because of Ma Hongjun's too fast speed.
At this time, Hu Liena's mind was filled with all kinds of charming thoughts. Although she was known as the Sky Fox and followed the path of single-minded charm, she had always kept herself clean. Except for her brother and Xu Xuan, other men even touched her hands.
I have never encountered it, so how have I ever faced and experienced this kind of situation?
But no matter how embarrassing the current situation was, she couldn't let Xu Xuan stop.
After all, if you stop, you will die!
And she knew very well that Xu Xuan, regardless of his own consumption, carried her to avoid the terrifying scythe of the messenger of death, so that she could use this time to recover some physical and soul power.
Once Xu Xuan drags the opponent until the martial soul fusion skill is released, it will be her time to protect Xu Xuan and kill the opponent.
Hu Liena knew very well that if two strong Contra masters combined their soul fusion skills, either of them would die. Only by being close and completely trusting each other and cooperating with each other could they have a chance of survival.
On the gravel-strewn killing field, Ma Hongjun's figure flashed crazily, so fast that only an illusory afterimage that occupied most of the arena could be seen.
That's because the speed is too fast, and the afterimages left behind often don't have time to dissipate, and other afterimages appear, giving people the visual illusion that the entire arena is filled with his figure.
Suddenly, Ma Hongjun, carrying Hu Liena on his back, was moving at high speed and passed under the sickle wielded by the messenger of death.
At this time, accompanied by the rich smell of blood and the refreshing aroma that filled the air, a dull but sarcastic voice reached the ears of the messenger of death.
"Sabi!"
Ma Hongjun didn't even look back, once again avoiding the frightening light of the knife that made people numb their scalp, and carried Hu Liena on his back, away from the attack range of the purple and black magic sickle.
"Ah, two damn bugs, you pissed me off."
Although he didn't understand what Shabi meant, the mocking tone made the messenger of death furious.
"Damn bitch men and women, tremble, fear, and die under the wrath of our messenger of death!"
"The sigh of death!"
The messenger of death no longer swung the sword wildly needlessly, but raised the purple-black magic sickle more than ten meters long in his hand in front of him. As the burning purple-black monster light rose, the tall figure of the messenger of death instantly followed the sword.
And move.
boom!
In an instant, there was a circle of strange purple-black sword light, accompanied by a breathless and terrifying aura, mixed with cold, evil, darkness, death, killing, blood, and other weird auras,
The explosion centered on the messenger of death and spread to the surroundings of the entire arena.
Under this terrifying sword light that affected the entire arena, Ma Hongjun's proud speed was of no use at all. He and Hu Liena had no way to escape.
Of course, except for the sky and the ground.
Wow!
The rubble on the ground was swept away by the terrifying sword light. With the messenger of death as the center, the explosions surged in all directions, as if the sword had rolled up thousands of piles of snow. At least half of the entire arena floor seemed to have been scraped away in an instant.
Foot deep ground.
The raging gravel and flying dust obscured most people's vision, and the messenger of death was no exception.
For a moment, there was only the thud of gravel falling to the ground in the killing field, as if Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena had been beaten to dust in front of this terrifying blow.
At this moment, a figure covered in blood, accompanied by a terrifying and blazing sword light, instantly appeared in the sight of the messenger of death, and then passed through his chest.
"ah!"
In an instant, as the messenger of death subconsciously dodged, two muffled groans sounded within his body, and a terrifying aura instantly erupted from his body.
"Damn flame madman, labor and management have caught you, die!"
The messenger of death laughed ferociously, and his hand turned into a four- to five-meter-long purple-black sickle and slashed from bottom to top. The strange purple-black light burst out and crashed towards Ma Hongjun who passed through his chest.
At the same time, Hu Liena's figure suddenly appeared in front of the messenger of death, and she also raised her sword and stabbed him.
In an instant, before the light of Death's messenger's sword could be drawn out, Hu Liena's enchanting and sexy figure pierced through the Death's messenger's forehead.
In an instant, the messenger of death let out another groan, and then the huge figure began to shake violently like water waves, as if it would collapse at any time.
"Ah, labor and management want you to die!"
"Let labor and management die!"
The messenger of death's crimson eyes suddenly glowed red. Amidst the roar, the light of the Judgment Scythe in his hand rolled up again, and the same circle of purple-black sword energy suddenly spread out in all directions.
But the difference is that this time the sword light is slightly fainter than the one just now, and the main attack direction is where Ma Hongjun and Hu Liena's figures are, rather than blooming in all directions.
Ma Hongjun's face changed. Seeing that there was no way to escape, he instantly squeezed out less than half of the soul power in his body. He grabbed it with one hand, and with a dull, vigorous dragon roar, a dragon-shaped force rolled up the equally inevitable force.
Hu Liena threw her into the sky above the arena.
Well, less than half.
Obviously the truth is not what Hu Liena thought, and I don't know what she would think if she knew it.
"No!"
Hu Liena's eyes were split open for a moment, and she could only watch helplessly as Xu Xuan threw her into the air.
Xu Xuan, on the other hand, was struck by the terrifying light of the sword as he raised his sword like a mantis holding a chariot in the rising flames, and then fell out of the arena with a pale face.
"don't want!"
Hu Liena's gleaming eyes turned blood red, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, wishing that her body would fall from the air to the ground in an instant.
However, it was of no use.
At the last moment, she seemed to see Xu Xuan open his mouth to her.
"Thank you for your love, keep living!"
Ma Hongjun said silently in his heart, "We are destined to be impossible, and I don't deserve your love, so I can only repay your love for me by dying."
"Goodbye, Hell Messenger, Nana!"
"Goodbye, flame madman, Xu Xuan!"
A moment later, with a plop, Ma Hongjun allowed his body to be engulfed by the Bloody Mary Lake that exuded terrifying heat and resembled magma and flames.
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