Douluo's Simulated Wuhun

These eight people were stimulated by Xing Tian's words.

Roaring, howling, cursing, eight voices came from eight directions around Xingtian almost simultaneously.

These eight people rushed towards Xing Tian at the same time in a very tacit understanding.

"Hahaha! Come on! Get you on the road!" Xing Tian roared, and then rushed towards the Contra directly in front of him!

"Don't think about it!" There were several roars suddenly behind Xing Tian.

But Xing Tian even ignored the roar behind him, and rushed straight ahead.

Suddenly, Xing Tian was severely punched in the back, and Xing Tian flew forward quickly.

"Hahaha, thank you! Thank you!" Xing Tian spit out blood in the air and shouted.

The Contra in front of Xing Tian didn't expect Xing Tian to approach him quickly in this way, but he was also a person who had mixed up so many battles in this hell killing field.

He instantly charged up, waiting for Xing Tian to fly over and give him a fatal blow.

But Xing Tian forcibly changed his direction in mid-air and landed on the side of this Contra.

The moment he landed on the ground, Xing Tian rolled around, rolled to the foot of the Contra, and then broke his calf with a punch.

When he fell, a dagger appeared in Xing Tian's hand, which directly pierced his neck.

"Bye!" Xing Tian said in his ear.

He didn't expect Xing Tian to kill himself in such an embarrassing manner. In his perception, the strong have the dignity of belonging to the strong.

But what he encountered was Xing Tian. For Xing Tian, ​​his dignity is worthless in the face of life and death. As long as he can kill, any method is a good method.

After successfully killing one person, Xing Tian escaped from their encirclement.

After escaping from the encirclement, Xing Tian changed his previous style, and he started to wander around the court unexpectedly.

"It seems that the boss doesn't have much confidence!" Ma Hongjun said while looking at Xing Tian who was walking in the field.

"Trust him, he won't let us down!" Qian Renxue said.

Huo Wu didn't speak, she hadn't spoken for a long time. In the past two years, Huo Wu spoke only a handful of times, but Qian Renxue still saw a trace of worry in her eyes.

"Hahaha, Demon Lord, are you scared? You are scared, hahaha! What about your courage? What about your courage? Don't you like head-to-head?" They laughed wildly when they saw Xing Tian walking around the court.

Xing Tian ignored their verbal attacks. For Xing Tian, ​​as long as he could win, he could not save face or anything, because only alive was the most honorable.

They have been mocking Xing Tian, ​​and they have been using words to provoke Xing Tian.

In an instant, Xing Tian suddenly rushed towards the remaining Contra in the field.

"Hahaha, you are waiting!" The others had already understood Xingtian's intentions, so they were faintly protecting the only Contra.

But just as Xing Tian rushed to the side of the Soul Douluo, he suddenly moved laterally and appeared next to the titled Douluo nearest to him.

"Actually, my goal is you!" Xing Tian's voice rang like a life-deathing ghost in his ear.

Then a shimmering dagger was inserted into his back, and while he was in pain, a palm was cut on his neck, breaking his trachea.

"!!!" The Title Douluo covered his neck in pain, and then slowly lost his breath.

After a hit, Xing Tian quickly left the battle, and then continued to dodge around, fighting around, waiting for the next chance!

In this way, after more than ten rounds, Xing Tian successfully solved another Contra, plus the first Contra and a Titled Douluo, Xing Tian had already killed three people.

But after killing three people, Xing Tian's body also appeared wounds of varying degrees, and his clothes instantly stained with blood.

"Happy! Hahaha!" Xing Tian laughed.

"If you are happy, come here! Hahaha, don't you dare!" The remaining five people continued to mock Xing Tian!

Xing Tian ignored them, found an opportunity, and rushed up again, but this time there was no effect. Instead, they were caught by them, and various attacks fell on Xing Tian!

"Cough cough cough! Unexpectedly, you have become smart!" Xing Tian vomited a mouthful of blood and wiped his mouth.

"Go hard, he is going to die!" someone shouted.

Xing Tian stood up slowly, then the scarlet murderous aura on his body began to surge, and then Xing Tian suddenly disappeared in the field.

"No, defense!" everyone shouted.

"Puff!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing the flesh came over!

"Impossible! Isn't he already seriously injured? Impossible!" One of the Title Douluo shouted loudly.

In fact, Xing Tian's current state is very delicate.

In a battle, Xing Tian found that murderous aura could actually stimulate him to run wild, but this runaway was not comprehensive, because the killing was suppressed by spirit abilities, so Xing Tian could use murderous aura to inspire a little runaway, which was already very good.

"Anything is possible!" Xing Tian's voice appeared in the ear of Title Douluo!

After a few more rounds, Xing Tian finally killed everyone, and he was also a little weak. This state was forcibly inspiring rampage, so the physical consumption was very large, even Xing Tian could not keep it for a few minutes!

"Win!" Ma Hongjun said after Xing Tian killed everyone.

"He has never let us down!" Qian Renxue said lightly.

"Mozun! Mozun!" There was a cry from the audience!

Xing Tian didn't care about the voices of these people at all. They cheered so much now, but once Xing Tian had a downturn, they would gather together and attack!

"Ninety-three games, I won!" Xing Tian said to Qian Renxue and the others when he came to the audience.

"Congratulations!" Qian Renxue said.

"I estimate that not many people are willing to compete with me in the next game, so I am going to rest for a while, during this time you come!" Xing Tian said lightly!

"it is good!"

Then Xing Tian walked into a small room in the Killing Fields of Hell. This was a room they specially arranged for Xing Tian.

"The remaining few games should be very difficult!" Xing Tian muttered to himself in the room.

"But no matter what, I have to finish a hundred games, no one should stop me!" Speaking of this, Xing Tian's eyes flashed with killing intent.

The killing capital, in a dark and wide room.

An exceptionally huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on the chair. These crystals are outlined in a drum-shaped form. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"Mozun has won another game." The cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure was sitting on the giant chair. In the dark, he couldn't see his appearance, but he could only vaguely see that the man was thin and long.