I am Feng Xiaotian in Douluo

"Quickly, Yinkou Shura is playing again. I have seen his battle in front. It is really a crushing." Someone opened.

The surrounding viewer seems to have a fan of the wind, shouting the title of Silver Shura.

"Start"

The nine people swarmed, and the wind smiled and didn't panic. I took out the heavy war knife. After these nine people, he had already touched it.

Six soul kings, three soul zone, strength in killing capital, is also a middle and lower level.

The battle is taken out, the gravity of six hundred pounds is more than one hundred pounds than the hammer of Tang San, plus the wind laughing.

When the war knife waved, I also harvested a soul king and a soul.

Just a trick, I killed two people.

The rest of the eight people have retired two steps.

"Both, anyway, it is dead, killing him, don't say it, at least one of us will have a chance to live." One of the women said loudly.

After the woman finished, eight people were excited and started to attack the wind.

But the result is still the same, the wind laughs the soul of the soul, and the power is stronger.

Take the wind and laughing day, constantly flying out, some or even flying away from breaking.

One minute, saving all the death.

After the end, the wind laugh also began to absorb the soul, and the mosquitoes were also small, although there was no strong than a strong ratio.

In the geographical killion, he still doesn't want to use the second martial art, the time is not yet.

It is another relaxed battle. After the battle of the wind, I will register again, and I will report it again. "

"What? Are you determined to register?" The staff of the killing is stunned, and it is difficult to meet for so many years, it is difficult to meet twice a day.

"OK?" The wind laughed.

"You have to want, since there is a record from the hell killing site, there have been a total of six hundred and thirty-two people to register two games, only 50 people are alive. Just 10% Survival chance, can you be willing? "The staff continued.

"Continue." The wind laughs.

"Well, I am signing up for you, this is still you." The staff said.

The wind laughs continues to go to the game, this time nine people play a person.

More than a strong, two soul emperors, five soul kings, two soul.

It is still like a law, it is a minute to solve the battle, and the wind laughs, the strength of the knife is so strong.

There is no one in the enemy, as long as the opponent is not a drama, the wind is not afraid, even if it is the soul of the Sheng Sheng, you can, no one is two, anyway, there is a way to clean up.

After a minute, the wind laughed did not challenge immediately, but started to rest in a corner, over half an hour.

Years once again came to the registration office and registered three times a day.

This time the staff didn't dare to ask again. He was also afraid of this silver-noodold.

After five hours, the wind smiled away from the geographical killion.

I have left a legend in the geographical kill field.

One day, I was fighting eight, all of them won, the big knife killed 72 people, of which 13 soul sacred, twenty-eight soul emperors, twenty-one soul king and ten soul.

Therefore, Silver Shura has got a title, the silver noodles repaired the emperor, not a king, but an emperor, he created a legend.

When the wind laughs in the field, the wind is smiling, and the knife is barely put, as if physical strength is not.

In the war, he is completely dependent on the physical strength, of course, has also used the soul, but he has auxiliary drug.

When he came out of the geographic killing field, it took about less than two kilometers.

At least one hundred people have appeared, from different directions.

It seems that their goals are themselves, and the wind smiles, so many people come to give gifts, it seems that the three winds can be a meal today.

"On, kill the silver noodles, the emperor, he is now not supported, it is a good time." A thick voice sounded, one hundred people.

The capital of the killing, the deepest place.

"The king of great kills, the silver noodle Shura has registered in eight games in the regional killion, all have achieved victory." A glamorous woman with a black yarn said.

"Is that the delivery? I remember that I still can't." Kurder King.

"Yes, now I have won sixteen. And he got a geographical killing site, put it out of physical strength, and hundreds of people played him, a lot of ten minutes, this hundred people were killed by him. And his soul force is just a fifty-four-level soul king. "The gauze glamorous woman.

Chapter 375, one and a half years

The king of the kill picked up a cup of bloody Mary, and said: "Interesting, killing is not so interesting for a long time."

"The king of great killing, the silver noodles have been launched for this hundred people, and it has released a martial art, or the entity Wuhun." The black yarn said again.

"Double life Wu Soul? No wonder is that it is sent in by that person, there is nothing wrong with you, continue to observe it." Kurder.

After listening to the black yarn, there is no meaning to go.

"Do you have anything?" Killing king.

"There is also a special place for the second Wuhun of the kid. I am afraid that he will bring disasters to us to kill us." Black yarn.

"What special ability?"

"The special ability of his second martial art is a swallowing of our killing. We can kill the flesh and blood of the people who die, and his second martial art seems to have such an ability, as if you can The flesh and blood of the people who swallowed people have soul, those who have killed by him are absorbed, and those after being absorbed into gray. "The black yarn said again.

"What? Actually have such a force?" King of killing can not be realized, the hand does not know when it is filled with bloody Mary's cup.

"So I doubt that this ability will grab the resources of our killing capital, or the fundamental of anti-vocong of our killing." The black yarn said worried.

The king of killing has not spoken after hearing, thinking about a minute.

And the black yarn is still afraid to say in a sentence below, can only wait for the reply of the king of the killing.

"Well, I know, even if he has such an ability, what is the ability of the millennium? I can get what he can destroy. Even if he is swallowed, can I swallow me? You go, everything will be on the rules of the capital of my kill, and don't deliberately target him. "Kurder.

A silver-noodle monk is not important. He is worried about people who stand behind Milky Mono Queen, who got the title of killing the title, can reply to the killing.

This is what he is reluctant, a boy who has just started from the killing of kills definitely can't compare with a killing.

A hundred people were dealt with, and the wind laughed at the end of the battle, still had a dissection and soul.