Douluo: I became Qian Renxue's personal attendant

Chapter 144 Hu Liena (please subscribe!)
Hearing this, the old man temporarily stopped the fifth soul ability that had not been released, and turned his head to look at the woman in black standing beside him.

"Why, do you want to intercede for him?" There was a sense of sarcasm in the voice, and the old man sneered: "Just rely on you as a little guide?"

Although the woman in black called them the envoys of the King of Slaughter, in the eyes of the old man and the members of the law enforcement team, they were just small guides who were responsible for leading the newcomers and introducing the situation to the newcomers.

"No." Hearing the sarcasm in the old man's tone, the woman in black's face remained unchanged.Anyway, it's not a day or two since the members of the law enforcement team look down on them, they have long been used to it.

"I just want to remind you that the person you are going to kill may be a descendant of a god of murder." Saying that, the woman in black sat down by herself.

She stood up to remind her this time, just because she didn't want to have cause and effect with the possible revenge of the god of death. That's all, it's his business whether the old man listens or not.

Anyway, she also didn't like the people in the law enforcement team.If the old man got into trouble, he would be happy to see it happen.

The voice of the woman in black fell, and the old man's expression turned ugly.

He didn't expect that the handsome young man below was actually a descendant of a killing god.

As for the possibility that the woman in black said, he had long ignored it. When he thought about it, if he was not sure, how could the woman in black say such a thing.

Thinking of killing the god, the old man couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.The killing gods who can go out from the killing capital are all extraordinary characters.

There are eight people in the millennium, and it can be seen from the ratio how difficult it is to kill the god.

And in the past hundred years, according to the old man's knowledge, there are only two killing gods who have left the Slaughter City, one is Bibi Dong, the current pope of Wuhun Temple, and the other is Tang Hao, the talented Haotian Douluo.

No matter who, they are all domineering characters. If they touch their little boy, maybe they will really enter the killing capital and strip him alive.

"Cough." His face was uncertain, and after a long while, the old man seemed to have figured out something, and there was an ugly smile on his face that squeezed out all the creases.

"There is indeed no rule against bringing eagles in the Hell Slaughtering Fields." Taking a deep look at Ye Feng, the old man said, "It's just that your eagles cannot participate in the battle."

"Okay." Looking at the ugly smile on the old man's face, Ye Feng understood that this was the old man's biggest concession.

"Thank you, Captain." He bowed to the old man with great insight. Although he didn't understand how he became the descendant of the God of Death, Ye Feng still tried his best to pretend to be a little bit more like him.

After all, with the title of "Descendant of the Killing God", I'm afraid it will save him a lot of trouble in the future.

"Okay, let's start." With a stiff smile on his face, the old man disappeared in a flash.

At this time, the clamor in the killing field of hell also subsided, and most of the people present understood the weight of the title of God of Killing, so they looked at Ye Feng with complex expressions in their eyes.

Three points of envy, three points of envy, and three points of flattery, as well as bloodthirsty and hatred that cannot be fully counted, in short, it is very complicated.

After the old man left, nine people also slowly walked out of the corridor.

It was a combination of five men and four women. The men's expressions should be fierce, and the women's expressions should be fierce, but at this moment, their faces are full of helplessness...and fear.

They couldn't be more clear about what kind of person Killing God is. Those who have won a hundred rounds of trials in the killing field of hell and then left the city of killing are undoubtedly the people who understand the dangers of the city of killing the most besides the king of killing.

And such a person would send his offspring in again. Thinking about it, he must have absolute confidence in his offspring, otherwise, it would be impossible to send him into this bloody slaughterhouse.

Slowly walking towards the ring, the nine walked slower than a hundred-year-old black water turtle.

However, no matter how long the road is, it will come to an end.

Stepping onto the ring, unlike the previous ring stand where the ten people were separated by a huge distance, on the contrary, the nine people who stepped onto the ring stood together.

They put on a defensive formation vigilantly. Although the formation is loose and loose, their purpose can be seen.

The nine joined hands to deal with Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng didn't care much about this.

Chicken tile dog, no matter how combined, it is impossible to become a phoenix and a roaring dog.

Glancing at them with disdain, Ye Feng's right hand flashed with the sound of the game starting from the mechanical female voice.

Immediately, countless ice-blue cracks climbed up from his legs, covering his entire body densely in an instant.

However, on his right shoulder, it still remained the same, without a trace of ice blue cracks.

Because, that was where Qian Renxue, who had turned into an eagle, was standing.

Ice demon, possessed.

The pupils of his eyes turned a faint blue, Ye Feng raised his right arm forward under the watchful eyes of thousands of people present.

Although they didn't understand why he acted, everyone present couldn't help holding their breath, especially the nine people on the opposite side, all staring at the raised right arm with wide eyes.

After all, turning blue is such a pompous action, it looks like it's going to be a big move.

However, they didn't notice that a huge Balrog slowly emerged from behind them.

A huge flaming fist fell down, and the nine people did not know how they died before they died.

But at this time, the auditorium was full of silence.Looking at the Balrog who was covered in flames and exuded a terrifying aura, everyone couldn't help swallowing, and began to wonder if they were really in the capital of killing.

The main reason is that the majestic Balrog can really be summoned without soul skills?
Outrageous!

However, after looking at Ye Feng's empty body and trying to release his soul skills several times, they couldn't help confirming a cruel fact.

That is, this majestic Balrog might not have been summoned by soul skills.

But, how could a person's martial spirit have such a strong ability!If I confronted him in the future, wouldn't it be 100% dead without a place to die?

Suspicious of life, no one noticed that at the gate, seven burly men and a slender girl in a black veil quietly entered.

Looking at Ye Feng who was calmly preparing to end on the stage, and the tyrannical Balrog following behind him, the faces of the seven burly men couldn't help being surprised.

"Didn't you say that you can't use that kind of soul skill in this place? How come this kid can still summon this thing?" The burly man No. [-], who usually has no sense of presence, saw that the crowd seemed to have no signs of opening his mouth. In order to attract people's attention.

However, his question did not stir up any waves.

Reluctantly not to say more, the No. [-] big man silently retreated to the side. However, at this time, the burly man No. [-] spoke.

"I always feel that the thing behind that kid is a bit familiar..." No. [-] burly man said while squinting at the figure burning with magic flames.

But his words seemed to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and all the younger brothers expressed their agreement.

"Yes, yes, yes, I think so too." "That's right, that's right." The fierce answer was in stark contrast to the previous desertedness.

"..." Looking at the six people who were discussing enthusiastically, the No. [-] man squatted in the corner silently and drew a circle.

Sure enough, the excitement is theirs, and I have nothing.

But not far from the seven burly men, the woman in black gauze couldn't help but see Ye Feng on the ring.

But immediately, all kinds of complicated emotions rushed into her heart.

There is unwillingness, resentment, appreciation, and there seems to be a subtle emotion that the parties have not noticed.

Watching Ye Feng's figure slowly walk into the corridor of the entrance and exit, Hu Liena's eyes were ignited with raging flames of war.

"Ye Feng?" The vermilion lips parted slightly, and a seductive smile appeared on the face of the woman in black veil, but unfortunately, that smear of black veil blocked the beauty of this world.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here."

(End of this chapter)