Zhutian: I use the breathing method to traverse the fantasy sewer

Chapter 217 Tang San: Unlike me, I only feel sorry for Teacher Zhao
"Zhao……"

Zhao Wuji was also very surprised when he suddenly saw Tang San.

That's right, at this time, among the ten killers in the hell killing field, one of them was Zhao Wuji, who was sent to the killing capital by Wuhun Palace!

"Xiaosan...you...were you also sent in by Wuhun Palace?"

Tang San was stunned and instantly understood Zhao Wuji's situation. He shook his head and said, "No, I came in on my own."

"Xiao San, how about you and I working together to kill them first, and then reminiscing about old times?" Zhao Wuji asked Tang San.

"Okay, Teacher Zhao!" Tang San nodded, turning to the other killers.

These killers looked obviously very weak, and each of them was quite skinny.

Zhao Wuji laughed, and said: "Little San, I'll count to one, two, three, let's kill them together!"

"One." Zhao Wuji started to move. Although he could not use his soul skills, his martial soul and his original soul master level had brought a huge increase to his body. He was undoubtedly very powerful among the killers. The presence.

"Two." With a swipe of his palm, Tang San took out his hidden weapon from the storage soul guide "24 Bridges of Bright Moon Night", used his purple devil eyes, and coldly glanced at the other killers beside him.

Different from soul ring soul skills, these "self-created soul skills" that only rely on soul power without relying on soul rings are not within the scope of restrictions.

If we use an analogy, soul ring soul skills are internal skills, while these "self-created soul skills" that do not rely on soul rings are fist and kick skills.

The city of killing restricts the operation of a person's "internal skills and mental skills", but it cannot restrict a person from using his fists and kicks.

"three!"

Speaking of three, Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up, but the situation was completely different from what he said.

At this time, Zhao Wuji's movement was actually heading towards Tang San!
However, under Zhao Wuji's shocked eyes, Tang San turned around suddenly, and a Zhuge Divine Crossbow suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a clang, Tang San immediately mounted the machine spring, triggered the crossbow arrow, and shot directly towards Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Zhao Wuji thought he had already defeated Tang San, but he never expected that Tang San was still wary of him. He couldn't dodge, so he could only jerk his head, and the crossbow arrow flew out grazing his scalp.

This instant change caused the other killers who wanted to protect themselves and strike first to freeze in place, just watching the two of them live in harmony.

"Little San!" Zhao Wuji roared angrily, "This is not what a good boy would do!"

Tang San sneered, "Teacher Zhao, your thoughts are not very pure either!"

"Stop, let's clear out all the killers around us first, and then have a good fight, how about that?"

Zhao Wuji asked with lingering fear.

Tang San smiled faintly, "It's a pity, Teacher Zhao, my Zhuge God Crossbow arrows are poisoned."

"Poison? You..." Zhao Wuji didn't finish his words, and was about to gather his soul power to force out the poison temporarily, when black blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned green and black.

Zhao Wuji stared at Tang San, thick hatred overflowing crazily from his eyes.

If you can use soul skills...

If he could use soul skills, why would he be like this!

What made Zhao Wuji even more confused was that Tang San seemed to have been prepared for it and was not at all surprised by his sudden attack.

In the last moments of his life, he finally figured it out.

Tang San was not prepared for his attack, he was simply prepared to kill him.

Tang San watched coldly as Zhao Wuji's life gradually passed away. His Eight Spider Spears had been burned to a pulp by Shen Yan's flames, and he could hardly recover.But it doesn't matter, his Xuantian Kung already has similar functions.

Originally, under his arrangement, Xiao Wu was supposed to be reincarnated into a world beyond human control.

After all, no matter how you say it, even if you are making a scabbard, Xiao Wu is still a god in the Douluo God Realm. How could he be reincarnated in another world?
And he has also made many preparations, changing the characteristics of Xuantian Kungfu is one of them.

Now, it's just that he didn't use it in the world he expected, but it was a killing city that was naturally suitable for him.

Before his rebirth, he had never given Zhao Wuji any benefit.

In other words, except for the Shrek Seven Monsters and his teacher Yu Xiaogang, he has never given other immortal products and medicinal herbs to anyone else.

Even the ninth-grade purple zhi, a herb that was inferior to the fairy grade, was given to Yu Xiaogang and was never given to anyone else.

Flanders, Liu Erlong, Tai Long, Bai Chenxiang and others have never gotten it, let alone people like Zhao Wuji?
So the first time he saw Zhao Wuji in this hell killing field, Tang San had already decided in his heart that Zhao Wuji would die.

Tang Sect General Guidelines, Article [-]: [If you are sure that your opponent is an enemy, as long as he has a way to kill you, don't show mercy, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself. 】

As a disciple of the Tang Sect who has always "abide by" the sect rules, Tang San is naturally very comfortable in using any sect rules and general guidelines that are beneficial to him.

As for things like "All disciples of the Tang Sect are not allowed to cause trouble easily, but if there are any active intruders, I promise to retaliate with thunder." 】Such a sect rule... Is there such a sect rule?
Didn't everyone take the initiative to violate him?When had he, the Great Divine King of the Tang Dynasty, ever caused trouble?
After taking care of Zhao Wuji, the other killers were all noobs, so Tang San took care of them in just a few clicks using hidden weapons.

In an extremely dark room, there was a thin figure sitting on a dark red throne.

Next to the thin figure stood a girl in black gauze.

Opposite them, squatting was a figure who looked a little careless.

"Destroy Douluo Yi's nest, right?"

The thin figure spoke, his voice extremely cold.

Even though Yi Wozuo was squatting, his aura was no weaker than that of the thin figure opposite him.

"My master said, just do everything he said. For the rest, don't ask too much."

The slender figure's right hand clenched into a fist, then slowly released it and squeezed the armrest.

"It's the God of Death again, and it's weird like you who are not restricted by the rules of the Killing City. Your Lord is really capable! Don't you know whose dojo is here?"

Yiwo Zuo chuckled, "Isn't it Shura, or in other words, the Rakshasa behind you?"

The thin figure suddenly shook, and his breath was breathtaking, "You... no, no, what else does your master know?"

"This is not what you can know." Yiwozuo stood up.

"In short, King of Slaughter, do your job well. The city of Slaughter will naturally not be destroyed. We will not awaken the body you control."

"You!" The King of Slaughter pointed at the Yiwo Seat, but could not say a word.

Yiwozuo laughed wildly, turned and left.

……

　In the world of Gwen Spider, Peter, who has returned from killing the original, unfolds different superheroes.

　　It's all there: Hoichi's escape "Gwen Spider: I come from the original form of torture"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)