60: Killing Tang Cheng outside the venue
Dugu Feng had another idea in his mind that he hadn't said out loud. Since he predicted that the King of Slaughter was about to take action, the time had come to confront the King of Slaughter.
Why should he worry about being discovered by the King of Slaughter?
"We have been in the City of Slaughter long enough, and have made enough arrangements. It's time to quickly achieve a hundred victories!
From 60 wins to 100 wins, strength is one thing, but playing chess with the King of Slaughter is the most important thing. "
Dugu Feng's face was gloomy, he had already thought through a lot.
A few days later.
Outside the Hell Killing Field.
Tang Cheng had just finished a fight, increasing his winning streak to eighty-five games.
He walked out with a calm expression. The previous match did not bring him any trouble.
The other nine people collapsed at the first touch and were all smashed to pieces by his Clear Sky Hammer.
He was used to such scenes.
Only fifteen more victories to go until the hundredth victory, and then he could go on the road to hell like his idol.
Tang Cheng was very excited.
No one in the City of Slaughter can be his opponent.
He was very dissatisfied because the matches arranged for him by the Killing Ground were too slow.
It takes a long time for one to happen.
Otherwise he would have won a hundred battles.
Tang Cheng was walking on the street, when suddenly he stopped and turned his eyes left and right.
He turned around and retreated.
"Bang!"
Hundreds of people rushed out of the door of the killing field and blocked it tightly.
These people were originally watching the fight, and after Tang Cheng left, they silently stood up and walked out.
Tang Cheng originally thought that these people came to watch his game and would leave after the game was over.
It turned out that they really came for him, but not to watch the game, but for him as a person.
Tang Cheng turned around and looked at the street.
Whew, Whew, Whew, Whew
A mixed sound was heard, and a large crowd of people emerged from both ends of the street.
Little by little, they converge towards the center.
Crowds of people came from the alleys and streets, approaching Tang Cheng who was in the middle.
Tang Cheng was shocked. Who was it? Who could mobilize so many people to kill me?
Could it be the King of Slaughter? That's impossible. If the King of Slaughter wanted to kill me, he wouldn't need to do this.
A cold, bloodthirsty, cruel murderous aura rose from Tang Cheng.
The violent Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand.
If he showed any sign of fear at this time, these people would rush up and tear him to pieces.
Only by burning your boats can you have a chance of survival.
Mo Li was in the crowd, feeling his heart surging and his spirit extremely excited.
Nearly two thousand people showed up.
Whether successful or not today, it will definitely shock the entire killing field.
He Moli also did a great thing.
Tang Cheng, a person he had never dared to think about before?
Now I'm going to kill you!
Mo Li thought fiercely.
Crack! The bright light shone slightly under the purple moon in the sky.
All the soul masters were holding swords, spears, axes, and maces.
There are even bows and arrows.
Weapons of all kinds were in disarray.
Some soul masters looked skinny and bony, and were obviously recruited from outside the city.
But serve them a Bloody Mary and let them have a full meal.
Following the crowd, I actually gained courage.
"Who is it!"
Tang Cheng let out a shocking shout, shaking the sky.
He wants to seize people by force.
"It's your grandma!"
Mo Li roared loudly, almost roaring out all the momentum of his life.
He wanted to eliminate his men's fear of Tang Cheng.
"It's your grandma!"
Hundreds of people behind him roared at the same time and rushed out.
"kill!"
"Cut him!"
"shoot!"
The other leaders also understood the same truth. Only the thunderous shouts could suppress people's fear.
The battle started instantly.
Various weapons and bows and arrows were thrown at Tang Cheng who was in the middle.
The scene was in chaos.
In a corner, Dugu Feng leaned against a wall, admiring the scene in front of him.
Very relieved.
"Dream Thousand Machines!"
When he said these words.
All the soul masters who rushed forward became excited.
The spiritual poison completely aroused the murderous aura lingering around them.
The desire to kill in my heart became the strongest.
Hey!
This is the city of killing, let's kill!
Blood spilled is the mainstream.
There seemed to be a figure in the hearts of all the soul masters urging them to keep rushing forward.
Even leaders like Mo Li, who originally encouraged their men to charge forward, planned to slowly retreat into the crowd while charging.
But how could Dugu Feng not guess what they were thinking?
It directly aroused the desire to kill in their hearts, and they became the most aggressive ones.
Seeing that their leader was charging forward fearlessly, the people below were finally no longer afraid.
Tang Cheng was directly submerged in the sea of people.
The very center of the battle.
It turned into a blood-red ocean, and the sky was filled with blood.
Blood was splattered everywhere, and everyone was driven crazy by the excitement.
Kill, they had only one goal, to kill the man with the hammer in the center.
The murderous intent is overwhelming, that's exactly it.
Huh?
Dugu Feng's mind suddenly moved. He saw more than ten people suddenly rushing out from an alley and into the crowd.
Kill anyone you see.
Isn't that where Tang Cheng usually lives?
How could a strong man like Tang Cheng not have followers?
Dugu Feng originally thought that with such a scene, these people would scatter like monkeys when the tree falls.
As a result, these ten or so people bravely rushed into the crowd, like moths to a flame, to save Tang Cheng.
His mind moved and his figure sped away.
"Thousand Dreams, Twelve Fingers of Jade Phosphorus!"
He had to do it himself, Tang Cheng must not survive.
His target was a soul master holding a long sword.
Dugu Feng was very familiar with this knife.
When he was absorbing his first soul ring, Xiahou Yu of the Xiahou family died in front of him with a long sword in his hand.
And the person in front of him has the same martial spirit as Xiahou Yu.
They are all domineering long swords.
It turns out that he is a vassal of the Haotian Sect, no wonder he is so loyal.
When Dugu Feng approached, all the dozen people except the strong man with the knife had been killed.
The man holding the knife was covered in wounds. He was at the level of Soul Sect and could not use soul skills. Even though his martial soul was a long sword and very domineering, the outcome was already doomed when he was surrounded by so many people.
"Leave him alive!"
Dugu Feng shouted coldly and approached the man directly.
"It's you? It's you who wants to kill Cheng Lao Da?"
The man with the knife recognized Dugu Feng at once, and his face turned grim.
Dugu Feng has won sixty consecutive games against powerful opponents, how could they not pay attention?
Since it is Dugu Feng, there is almost no chance that the boss will survive.
Even if so many people cannot kill the boss, they can consume his physical strength. Then Dugu Feng will secretly poison him. How can the boss survive?
He struggled to lift the long knife in his hand and slashed it directly at his neck.
"In front of me, I won't let you die, even if you want to die, you can't!"
Dugu Fengfeng smiled coldly, and with a force of his finger, he smashed his long sword directly to the ground.
He stepped forward and carried the Xiahou family's soul master into a room.
He hasn't asked any questions yet!
Why did Tang Cheng appear in the City of Slaughter?
Dugu Feng was also very curious about the true situation of the Haotian Sect back then.
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