Douluo: Conquer The Goddess From A Small Grass

Chapter 137 Nightmare Coming, God of Slaughter (Part 2)

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A tall and strong man not far from Fang Xu stood up and kicked the seat in front of him directly.

Picking up the machete on the seat, the man put his arms around his partner, leaned against her neck, and greedily sucked the fragrance from his partner.

Then, the knife fell in his hand, smashed, and blood spurted violently along her neck!

The woman was holding her neck, her face was incredulous…

She couldn’t think that she would be killed so easily by a man who has always loved herself.

You know, by virtue of her extraordinary beauty, she had long thought that she had completely conquered this rugged northwest man, letting him go east and let him go west.

However, only now did she know that she was just a dispensable plaything from beginning to end…

Uther licked the blood stains on the blade, spit on the corpse of the beautiful blonde woman on the ground, and said grimly: “Don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking,”

“In this world, self-righteous men and smart women are so annoying.”

“In your next life, don’t try to master a man. Men are far more vicious and smarter than you think.”

“Hahaha….”

Accompanied by Uther’s violent and rough laughter, ten players entered the center of the ring back and forth.

On the ring, Fang Xu glanced around, his heart shook slightly.

Among these ten people, including Uther, who had just hacked his partner to death, there were actually three players who were strong above the soul sage.

Although these people don’t know each other, it seems that they came after seeing the target.

There are also five people of average level, average spirit power level, and even the standing position is average.

It’s not like a soul master who is good at fighting, but like a group of dying…

“Let’s start,” the referee shouted, and several people on the court moved quickly.

This kind of battle must eliminate the strongest from the beginning, so that everyone can play, and among the ten, the strongest is Uther, who he sees in his hand.

Five sword lights flew up one after another, the target pointed directly at Uther…

Uther grinned, holding the knife in both hands, and took a deep breath…

Dang, a heavy beep, the machete made a silver light, and the light of the five swords naturally dispersed.

Uther’s sword style didn’t stop there, he played a sword around his tall body, and then, with a swish, the blade passed, directly cutting the person in front of him into two pieces.

Then, Uther’s feet kept on, just a few ups and downs, and none of the five spirit masters who first besieged him were left.

There are still two soul sages left on the ring, one soul emperor, and the five of Fang Xu and Uther.

“It seems that your target is me.” Uther glanced at the soul sage and soul emperor who were ready to go. The expressions of those people were suffocated, and the hands holding the hilt of the knife unconsciously squeezed.

“Don’t worry, I will accompany you to play slowly. Next, I will solve this little white face first…”

Uther inserted the machete into the middle of the ring, his feet one after another, jumping back and forth,

“Qianjun Fist…” Uther yelled, his right hand containing violent soul power more than doubled in an instant.

A thousand-thousand-thousand blow, this is not a spirit ability, it is just a boxing technique that condenses spirit power in one’s hands, it is not as magical as a spirit ability.

“Puff”, the sound was very soft, as if someone was affectionately patting the dust on the shoulders of another person.

This is the strange feeling that Uther’s Qianjun fist fell on Fang Xu’s shoulder.

Qianjun Fist has some similarities with Feng Xiaotian’s self-created spirit ability and Haotianzong’s chaotic cloak hammer method. They are both superimposed use of power~!

However, when Uther hit Fang Xu’s body, it really seemed to be helping him pat the dust on his shoulder.

Of course, it is impossible to be so powerless, so when he retracted his fist, Fang Xu’s clothes were torn.

However, where the clothes floated, there was no red or other unusual colors.

“It’s weird.” Uther’s expression moved slightly, and his left foot stepped on the ground. Under this step, the wolf leather boots shattered into silk without accident, and a strange gap appeared on the hard ground of the ring.

What a powerful force…

“Huo Huo Huo…” The countenance of Qianjun Boxing was difficult to distinguish one after another, and fell on Fang Xu’s body one after another.

Suddenly, Fang Xu’s clothes were badly damaged, and the shredded clothes fluttered in the air like butterflies.

There were several clear fist marks on the surface of his body, but they couldn’t penetrate deeply.

“Is it enough?” Except for the continuous attacks, Fang Xu didn’t even change his expression, except that Fang Xu’s clothes were torn apart.

“Fuck, it depends on whether your body is hard or my knife is hard.” Uther’s face changed, he took a few steps back, and peeked at his right hand, already holding the machete inserted in the middle of the ring in the palm of his hand.

In the next step, Uther screamed, the machete in his hand contained Mount Tai’s top pressure, and he slashed directly towards Fang Xu’s body.

“Bang.” A huge crackling sounded.

On the field, a huge figure maintained a forward slashing posture, staggering forward.

At this moment, his right hand holding the knife has drooped…

Except for the few magistrates, few people could see what happened.

Before Uther’s blade fell, Fang Xu’s fist came first and hit his right shoulder with a punch, directly smashing his shoulder and arm!

“It’s a waste,” Fang Xu stepped forward with a relaxed pace, raising his right hand again. This time, the target was Uther’s left hand, followed by his right leg, left leg…

When Uther’s limbs were all distorted and placed on the ring, everyone knew the horror of Fang Xu.

A master of the Contra level, he didn’t even have the slightest ability to resist.

For the vicious person, Fang Xu never felt any burden of torture. He blasted Uther’s heart with a punch, and the remaining few people were already shivering with fear under the cover of this monstrous killing intent.

“Don’t worry about it anymore,” Fang Xu said with a cruel smile on his mouth, “Let’s go together…”

The killing capital, a dark and wide room.

The most noticeable thing in the room is an exceptionally huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on it.

These crystals are outlined into a drum-shaped form, except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

“King, a new guest has arrived in the killing capital.” A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

“I know.” A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.

In the darkness, he couldn’t see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this man was thin and long.

“Great King, next, shall we start contacting him? The Slaughter City, it has been a long time since no real strong have joined.”

“Do you think he is really strong?” the tall man sitting in the chair asked disapprovingly.

The female voice fell silent. For a while, she raised her head and looked at the King of Slaughter: “Wang, I think he is indeed a real strong man.”

“At least, with my strength, I can’t find out the other party’s true Cultivation Base, and I can feel that his Cultivation Base will definitely not be lower than the previous two killers.”

“Oh,” the King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, “then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge The Underworld?”

The female voice seemed to replied with confidence: “I believe he can…”