Chapter 24: The City of Killing (3)

Under the leadership of the black veil woman, Tang Geng finally stopped in front of a special building.

The entire building is circular, and more accurately, it is an unstandard cone. The lower part is the largest, and the higher the higher the, the narrower it is.

Under his induction, this hell killing field is much larger than the Tiandou City soul fighting field.

However, all the buildings in Hell Killing Field are black tones, which invisibly gives people a feeling of depression.

"I'll tell you one more thing. This hell killing field is the center of our killing capital. After you enter later, sign up with your identity card. Then you wait for the game to start. During the waiting period, you are not allowed to take action until you have enough ten people to start the game. No matter what method you use during the game, as long as there are only you and are out in the end, you will win." The black veil girl said lightly.

Afterwards, the woman in black veil took Tang Geng into the inside of the Hell Killing Field. The inside looked much simpler, but it didn't need to be very gorgeous as a place for killing.

After signing up with his ID card, he began to wait for the room to adjust his breathing.

Originally, he planned to go to the killing field to watch the game, but when he heard the black veil woman say that watching the game requires a cup of bloody Mary, he gave up.

An hour later, the waiting room of Hell Killing Field 13 finally gathered up ten people, and the killing was about to begin.

Soon, Tang Geng and his ten people left the waiting room and came to the killing ground outside.

This is a huge, empty field with a diameter of over a hundred meters, enough for ten people to fight to the fullest.

This venue does not have the isolation guardrail like the Great Soul Fighting Arena, and there are circles of viewing platforms extending upwards on the outside. At this moment, there are not many people watching the game. A woman with a black veil was sitting there quietly with a cup of bloody Mary at some point in front of her. Although she had seen Tang Geng use his hand once, she still didn't know how strong he reached. After all, the battle ended too quickly.

The battle on the field was about to break out, and Tang Geng condensed the Haotian Hammer's martial soul with his right hand. His eyes turned cold. He waved the Haotian Hammer. It was really domineering and fierce. Anyone who was hit by the Haotian Hammer flew backwards and hit the ground without moving.

A scream rang out on the viewing stage, and the girl with black veil also covered her mouth and her eyes showed an incredible look.

She didn't expect that Tang Geng's strength was so strong, very strong, and it was simply terrifying.

"Too weak! Too weak!" Tang Geng shook his head. Even though he did not use his soul skills, Tang Geng still killed nine other fallen people in less than ten minutes, which made Tang Geng feel unsatisfied.

From this day on, Tang Geng's killing journey officially kicked off.

In every game, Tang Geng showed a strong crushing, and even when facing the Soul Saint, he fought head-on. When other depraved people saw Tang Geng's strength, they began to use shameless means to constantly attack him, poison, assassinate, siege, etc., and all of them were all there.

The longer he stayed in the City of Killing, the more disgusting Tang Geng felt. He felt that this City of Killing should not exist in this world at all. He was unwilling to delay even one more day here. After winning the championship after a hundred victories, he would challenge the road to hell.

After entering the City of Killing for a month, there were probably seven or eight hundred fallen people killed by Tang Geng. In just thirty games, there were only 270 fallen people killed in the game, and as many as four or five hundred fallen people killed outside.

Tang Geng's winning streak reached an astonishing thirty games, and he could already rank in the top 20 in the City of Killing.

Such speed has long broken the record of the City of Killing.

As for his strength, there are many different opinions.

Some people say that he is very strong, otherwise why can he win thirty consecutive games in just one month?

Some people also say that he is lucky enough and does not meet a powerful soul master.

Tang Geng also kept entering the sight of some people, and regarded Tang Geng as a powerful opponent.

One year later.

In the city of Killing, in a training room in the inner city, Tang Geng poured out a breath of turbid air, ended his cultivation, and went to the hell killing field again.

The cold breath was suffocating. In the hell killing field, a total of ten people slowly walked in. Tang Geng walked in the third of these ten people, but he was the focus of the other nine people's attention.

Ninety-nine times participated in the competition and won 99 victories. This is Tang Geng’s current result. His score is the best in the entire Hell Killing Field.

In addition to continuing to survive in the City of Killing, everyone who is most looking forward to is a hundred victories. With the title of 100 championships, they can permanently become residents of the City of Killing. In addition to being unable to leave here, they have the authority of the City of Killing here and can even become the guest minister of the King of Killing.

In the ninety-nine battle, Tang Geng's lives had already exceeded 2,000, which led to Tang Geng having great prestige in the City of Killing, so even after the game, no one dared to attack him.

Compared to when he first came here, Tang Geng's expression had a layer of coldness, and even a faint smell of blood was released on his body. Cold, bloodthirsty, and cruelty had long become synonymous with him.

In this year, more than ten opponents with soul power of more than 80 levels have died in his hands. Soul masters without soul skills are like tigers who have lost their minions, and their strength is greatly reduced.

The most dangerous time, Tang Geng, who had just destroyed three opponents with soul power of more than 80 in the game, just walked out of the hell killing field and was immediately besieged by hundreds of people. It was also that time that Tang Geng used an external soul bone, covered his body with dragon scales, and swung his tail, and countless sword injuries were cut on him, but in the end, the hundred people were all dead and the corpse was not preserved.

It was this battle that made Tang Geng's name resound throughout the capital of killing.

It was also this battle that Tang Geng was married to a resounding nickname: Overlord by the Fallen Man of the Slaughter City!

And this game will be Tang Geng's yam game. As long as he wins this game, he will win yam and can also challenge the road of hell.

At this time, three of the nine people who walked into the hell killing field with Tang Geng were already trembling all over, and the remaining six were all harsh and weak. When the nine people were locked up in the field, they surrounded Tang Geng almost immediately. Because they knew that if they didn't kill Tang Geng, they would not be able to survive.

A touch of blood-red and cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread out from Tang Geng almost instantly. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to enjoy the trembling feeling of the depraved people around him.

During this year, as he continued to compete and kill the Fallen Ones, Tang Geng's combat power not only increased sharply, but also his soul power increased from level 62 to level 69, and level 7. His strength has also improved considerably. He believes that now he can defeat three of himself a year ago at the same time.

The roar and hissing sounded almost at the same time from nine directions beside Tang Geng. The nine opponents rushed towards Tang Geng at the same time.

"Trump!" Tang Geng sneered, his right hand condensed his martial soul, and the Haotian Hammer swung freely. No matter how many people there are, no matter how good the skills are, I will break it with my own strength.

Screams came one after another. Anyone who was hit by the Haotian hammer, whether it was a level 60 soul emperor, a level 70 soul saint, or a level 80 soul contra, had only one end. They flew backwards and couldn't get up on the ground.

If it is outside, Tang Geng wants to kill the Conquerra at level 80, it is still difficult for Tang Geng to kill the Conquerra, but in the City of Killing, there is no way to use the soul skills. In this way, the Conquerra's strength cannot be exerted by 50%. Facing Tang Geng, there is only a dead end.

After all, Tang Geng's martial soul Haotian Hammer is the first martial soul of Douluo Continent, and Tang Geng's body is very strong, which leads to Tang Geng not even using the external soul bone in this game. In less than fifteen minutes, Tang Geng was left alive, and the rest fell to the ground and became corpses.

"Overlord!"

"Overlord!"

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The fallen ones watching the battle cheered Tang Geng, celebrating that there was another yam winner in the City of Killing.

City of Killing, dark and wide rooms.

It was an extremely huge chair, with blue and purple crystals embedded in the chair. These crystals were outlined in a drum-shaped shape. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"The Overlord won another game." A cold female voice rang out in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the darkness, he could not see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see that the man was thin and thin.

"Great King. Do we want to start contacting him? The City of Killing has not been a real strong man for a long time."

"Do you think he is a real strong man?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.

"Yes, the Overlord was born for the City of Killing. He was terrifyingly strong. Even if the titled Douluo was in the City of Killing, he would not be able to kill him without soul skills." The cold female voice said, "He reminded me of the God of Killing!"

The King of Killing was silent for a moment, "Then do you think he can challenge the road to hell?"

"It should be OK!"

The King of Killing said coldly: "Don't touch him."

"Why? Great King, don't you want our City of Killing to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with the Temple of War, who knows when they will tear the agreement one day?"

The King of Killing said lightly: "Although I don't want another killer god, we still have to abide by some rules. If he can become a new killer god, then let it go."

The cold female voice took a deep breath, "The great king of killing is afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the city of killing. After all, every god of killing will be accompanied by a crisis for the city of killing. Aren't there such a teaching left on the wall of the fables of our city of killing? The god of killing comes and hell is in trouble. In the past few times, every god of killing appears, it will cause heavy damage to the city of killing. If I really come again this time, I'm afraid..."

The King of Killing said in a deep voice: "I thought of this problem too."
Chapter completed!