Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 222 You should be familiar with my mother-in-law's name
Get out of the house you've lived in for a year.

As soon as the door was opened, countless pairs of scorching and longing eyes fell on Wang Mo.

They looked respectful, with flattering smiles on their faces.

"Master Angel, the most benevolent and benevolent, when will you become the champion of the hell killing field?"

Close the door.

Looking at a group of fanatical believers in front of him, Wang Mo had a faint smile on his face.

"I don't know, what do you say?"

As Wang Mo walked forward, a group of people automatically followed behind him, giving a thumbs up and smiling flatteringly.

"Just today, just today!"

Glancing at the crowd at the scene, Wang Mo didn't say anything, and slowly left the outer city area and walked towards the inner city.

After leaving this time, he should never return to the outer city.

For these people who depended on him to live, becoming the champion of the hell killing field is not good news.

Walk slowly through the blood-stained streets of the inner city.

From time to time, one or two depraved people living in the inner city area will be encountered.

However, a year has passed, and the name of the Little Demon King has been heard widely throughout the inner city.

The first time these people saw Wang Mo's figure, without exception, they all paid attention to him in awe.

Because just today, another god of killing in the city of killing is about to be born.

All the way unimpeded to the killing field of hell.

It's not too different from the time when the first time I came here, there was a guide girl leading the way.

The difference is.

When he came over, a blood-red figure had been waiting for a long time in front of the window on the second floor of the Hell Slaughtering Field.

Dressed in imperial aristocratic attire, with a scarlet cloak behind him.

It's like the vampire count in the western movies before Wang Mo's time travel.

The girl with black silk who came to inform the way before stood quietly at the door of the hell killing field, with her hands pressed to her abdomen, waiting respectfully.

"Little Devil King 9527, Sir King of Slaughter is here upstairs."

nodded.

Wang Mo didn't speak, but quietly followed the girl with black silk leading the way, and walked upstairs.

Click.

The door opened, and the guiding girl stood respectfully at the door and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Mo.

After he went inside, he immediately closed the door gently for the two of them.

"Young little devil, hello!"

A deep and sharp voice suddenly rang in his ears, and just as Wang Mo realized it, the Slaughter King, who was standing by the window, had already arrived in front of him.

Too fast.

Moreover, there was no fluctuation of soul power in the whole process, which made Wang Mo's scalp tingle.

Strong.

Very strong!

The dark gold nine-headed Bat King in front of him who controlled Tang Chen's body was a little scary.

"Young little devil."

The Slaughter King, whose face was as pale as paper, licked his two fangs, with a glint in his eyes. "Your powerful strength is amazing, join my forces, I will give you the right to use the soul ring in the Slaughter City, and you will become the spokesperson of my Slaughter King!"

Although it has taken away the human body, it is not human after all, and it is straight to the point when it comes up, without any politeness.

"Feel sorry."

Since the other party is so straightforward, Wang Mo is also very straightforward. "There is an old saying in our human race that those who know the current affairs are heroes. I should have agreed to you, but a soul master from the healing department in my family said that my teeth are not good and I can't eat soft food."

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After a few words, the bat was completely speechless.

The Slaughter King stared at him blankly for a long while before saying in a low voice. "Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Afraid!

How could it be possible not to be afraid.

But how could Wang Mo show timidity at this time, with a spring-like smile on his face. "Let's not say whether you can kill me or not. If you want to destroy the entire killing city, you can try it."

Gazing deeply into his eyes, the Slaughter King sneered. "You have been here for such a long time, and no one has come to look for you. How can you dare to say such a thing?"

"You'll know if you try it?"

Wang Mo looked indifferent. "I forgot to tell you, my girlfriend's name is Qian Renxue, oh, her name may be unfamiliar to you, it doesn't matter, you should be familiar with my mother-in-law's name, the current Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace."

"By the way, you should be familiar with Qian Daoliu, right? I don't know if I can help the old man to break through the god-level shackles by purifying the capital of killing."

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The Slaughter King was speechless for a while.

The more you say this, the more outrageous it is, even the god level is here.

But judging from the kid's calm expression, what he said just now should not be false, which means
Just as he was about to say something, it seemed that he heard the name of an old friend, and a suppressed sense of unwillingness to be lonely suddenly rushed out, causing the Slaughter King to shake his body slightly, giving him a headache.

"You go, I already know what you think."

Covering his forehead with one hand, the Slaughter King leaned on the wall with the other, and said hoarsely.

Seeing that he was not in a good state, and the conversation could only be forced to stop, Wang Mo shrugged his shoulders lightly, and walked slowly towards the killing field of hell below.

With a hundred victories, he is still short of the last one.

When Wang Mo came downstairs, he found that many spectators had already gathered below.

There are spectator stands around it.

Almost half full.

People seem to want to witness the birth of a yum.

"Little devil, little devil, little devil!"

Seeing Wang Mo's arrival, there were deafening shouts from the surrounding viewing platforms.

It was messy at first.

But after shouting a few times, the voice suddenly became uniform, and the sound shook the dome.

That crazy voice seems to have confirmed everything. Today's show is a Yum show exclusive to Wang Mo.

As for the nine people waiting on the competition seats, all of them were in mourning at this moment.

When participating in the competition, no one told them at all that this game will be against that little devil who has never been defeated!

Death is not terrible.

What is terrible is the process of waiting for death.

However, the benevolent and benevolent Lord Angel, how could he keep them waiting for a long time, and soon stood on the field below with the nine of them.

Can live, no one would want to die.

Even if the opponent is the undefeated little devil, the nine still want to continue to struggle.

So the first time they came to the arena, the nine people joined forces and attacked Wang Mo at the same time.

Under the possession of the spirit, all kinds of animal roars came and went.

It's just that the established ending can't be changed easily.

With the blessing of dual martial arts.

It is assisted by 10-year soul bone skills.

In just two to three minutes, all nine people lay down at Wang Mo's feet, and bright red blood flowed all over the floor.

"Little Devil, Little Devil, Little Devil"

On the surrounding audience stands, the uniform shouts never stopped.

At this moment, the shouts at the scene stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly pressed the mute button, and a cold and gloomy atmosphere suddenly filled the audience.

"Congratulations on achieving Yum, young Demon King!"

(End of this chapter)