Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 219

Shasha~
Standing on the boundary of the inner city again, Wang Mo looked back, and behind him were a pair of eyes with inexplicable light.

Seeing him turn his head, everyone calmly turned their eyes away from him.

In just three days, the news that a living Bodhisattva came to the outer city area has already spread throughout the outer city.

In order to know something that everyone in the killing city knows, he sent out more than a dozen cups of Bloody Mary. What is this living Buddha?
So after seeing Wang Mo going out, many people followed behind him.

It's not that there is any crooked idea to kill him.

Instead, they waited at the junction of the outer city and the inner city, waiting for the living Bodhisattva to return to give Bloody Mary alms again.

I didn't pay attention to those who dared not even step into the inner city.

First, according to the information description, Wang Mo roughly glanced at the overall outline of the inner city, so as to identify the direction and avoid finding the wrong person later.

Do it all.

Wang Mo summoned the Tetanus Blade of Wuhun, and then quickly wandered around the inner city.

XC zone.

This is the base of one of the few small gangs in the inner city, which is known to those who often hang out in the inner city, so unless there is a need, generally no one will come to this area.

After all, if one person wants to challenge more than a dozen people, when the strength of both parties is equal or even slightly weaker, it is purely courting death!
It's no different from the big fat sheep delivered to your door.

Today, however, a figure broke into here.

Unlike the relatively intact buildings in the outer city, the buildings in the inner city can be called war-damaged versions, basically one piece after another of ruined walls.

It should be destroyed by the people in the inner city when they fought with all their might.

Over time, more buildings were destroyed.

Just as Wang Mo came over, he saw a dozen people of different shapes beside a collapsed corner of the wall, with perverted smiles on their faces, doing something together.

Among them, a thin young man with fair skin was lying on the ground with a face full of fear.

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I thought that people used to say before time travel that picking up soap often happened in prisons. Such words were frightening, but I didn’t expect it to be true!

The visual effect of the scene is quite explosive.

Those people laughed, yelled, and behaved not like human beings at all, but more like animals in estrus.

I wanted to kill them directly, but the number of opponents is a bit large, and it will be a bit difficult to fight without using hole cards.

Moreover, the inner city is not like a killing field in hell. If you are injured, people from the inner city will rush over after hearing the sound, and you may capsize in the gutter.

Holding the tetanus blade in his hand, Wang Mo whistled over there, trying to get their attention.

He succeeded.

When a dozen people around the corner heard the voice, they all looked towards him.

But just glanced at him, everyone looked away again, and continued to focus on the young man surrounded by them.

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The corners of his eyes twitched, Wang Mo's expression was stiff, these idiots, isn't fighting so much more interesting than doing that?
Possessed by the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul.

Feeling the greatly increased power in his body, Wang Mo quickly approached the opponent, and then directly slashed a random person's ass with a knife, and retreated quickly.

"Ohohohoho—!"

A sharp cry of pain sounded from the scene immediately.

Looking at more than a dozen gazes looking at him at the same time, Wang Mo had a faint smile on his face, thinking that he should be able to focus on me now, right?

However, sometimes things don't go as expected.

Before the injured person had time to react, someone next to him pushed him down in the middle of the crowd, and knelt side by side with the fair-skinned young man.

Others quickly undressed him with excitement.

"Gan"

Wang Mo's lips twitched for a while, and he didn't know what to say to express his inner feelings at this moment.

What the hell are these people!
A little hot on the eyes.

Wang Mo, who had no eyes to see, hesitated for a moment, then left the area directly and went to the camp where the next small group was located.

Walking on the road, Wang Mo felt that this would not work.

If you want to draw hatred to attract their attention, you have to think of other ways.

For these people who have lived in the inner city for a long time, the mental state is likely to have a serious problem.

Even if the eighteen generations of their ancestors crawled out of the coffin, it was still useless.

As for beating them up.
A light beating has no effect, but a heavy beating they dare not come because they are afraid of being killed.

Pulling a hatred, it turned out to be a technical job!

While walking slowly on the street, Wang Mo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a key thing.

Bloody Mary!
The operation of the entire Slaughter City is all dependent on this thing. If you want to attract the attention of those people, using this thing will definitely be extremely effective!

Thinking of this, Wang Mo turned around and walked back.

The dozen or so people there before were good material collectors, so they shouldn't be wasted, right?

The 10-year soul bone skill king's order is opened.

Dealing with these people who don't have soul bones and can't use soul rings is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

Just under half an hour.

Wang Mo came back holding a super super super super size Bloody Mary.

You don't need to look for the strong bloody smell by yourself. Many people living in the inner city have already found the bloody smell wafting in the air.

Without exception, the eyes of these people were all slightly red, and they frantically chased after Wang Mo.

It's like the zombies in the zombie movies in the world before Wang Mo traveled.

At the end.

There are hundreds of people following behind Wang Mo.

Swishing into the killing field of hell, those who were chasing after him all stopped at the door.

In the Hell Killing Fields, except for the participants, no one else is allowed to do anything.

And if you don't participate in the competition, you have to pay a glass of Bloody Mary as the ticket if you want to go inside.

"Sign up!"

With a snap, he slapped his identity plate in front of the black armor staff behind the counter, and Wang Mo was slightly out of breath.

After running such a long distance with dozens of catties of blood, I was really tired.

Looking up at the bucket-sized container filled with scarlet liquid, the black-armored staff member who was in charge of registering and recording the victory and defeat information, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally for a moment.

Just as he was about to take the sign to register him, he was taken aback by the black crowd blocking the door.

The martial soul possessed his body in an instant, and six soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, instantly rose from under his feet.

A dodge came directly to the door.

"You guys are so brave, you dare to come to the killing field of hell to make trouble!"

Turning around and looking at the six gleaming spirit rings on the black-armored staff member, Wang Mo's eyes flashed.

These black armors in the city were indeed endowed with special authority, even in the killing capital, they could still display their spirit rings.

(End of this chapter)