Douluo: Nine Transformations of the Gu

Chapter 157 Yum
The city of killing.

The killing fields of hell.

Hu Liena looked at Shen Yifeng on the ring with concern. This was the toughest and longest battle he had ever fought.

Two of the opponents are Soul Douluos, whose soul power far exceeds that of Shen Yifeng.

It was not until Shen Yifeng charged up the power of the Meteorite Stick and broke Hu Liena in half that she breathed a sigh of relief.

He is indeed the man she likes.

It is so powerful and majestic that it is simply unstoppable.

Shen Yifeng walked out of the killing field, and Hu Liena also left the audience stands and came to his side.

"Congratulations, you've won ninety-nine games in a row. You only need one more game to complete your 100-game winning streak. Then you can get rid of this disgusting place."

Hu Liena smiled sweetly, but her charming face and graceful figure did not give off any sweet feeling at all. She only made people feel charming and attractive.

Nine months ago, she learned from Shen Yifeng how to control her murderous aura bit by bit. Although she was not as good as him, on the surface she looked no different from an ordinary person.

hiss~
The fallen ones surrounding them gasped and clenched their fists.

Even though there are many beauties in the City of Slaughter, as long as one is strong enough, they can play with them at will, but there has never been a top beauty like Hu Liena.

Exquisite face, charming temperament, and curvy figure are all enough to make men unable to stop, but Hu Liena has all three.

Unfortunately, the Messenger of Hell only shows this smile to the Death Hunter.

What I give to others is always that pair of sharp short blades.

"Yeah, it's finally almost done."

Shen Yifeng couldn't help but let out a sigh. The battle was nothing special. The murderous aura and stick techniques were integrated into his fighting skills, which were better than before. On the contrary, the battle became easier as time went on.

It was because we encountered two Soul Douluo-level warriors today that we were able to delay some time.

When Hu Liena heard Shen Yifeng's words, her eyes dimmed. She didn't hear any trace of nostalgia in Shen Yifeng's tone, only the joy of leaving the City of Slaughter.

Although there was nothing wrong with this, she still felt a little sad.

She had never been in his considerations.

Not even a tiny bit.

The sexy lips opened, but in the end, no words came out.

"But I don't know how long we have to wait this time. It will be harder to gather ten people as time goes by."

Shen Yifeng was somewhat helpless. All the Fallen in the City of Slaughter knew that he was striving for 100 victories, so naturally they would not offer themselves to be killed by him.

It's always better to linger on than to die.

Hu Liena nodded.

She has only won seventy-eight games now, partly because it is difficult to participate in the killing fields.

Otherwise she could be even faster.

Ten days later.

Shen Yifeng finally waited until all ten people gathered and the final battle began.

The other nine people looked at Shen Yifeng as if they had seen a ghost.

They are just some people who are struggling to survive in the City of Slaughter, but if they want to continue to live a carefree life in the inner city, they must participate in a battle once a year. Only by surviving can they continue to enjoy themselves.

Most of these people have reached their time limit, so naturally they need to go to the battlefield. As for the outer city, after enjoying the prosperity of the inner city, I am afraid no one would choose to leave the inner city and go to that world where people are worse than dogs.

"Everyone, if you die suddenly, you will die anyway. Now that you have encountered this, just fight with everything you have."

One of them shouted loudly. He knew that he could not be a match for Shen Yifeng, but what if?
What if we win? No one wants to die.

Especially for desperadoes and degenerates like them, they just live a day-to-day life. The pleasures of the world are too good and they don’t want to go to hell.

Shen Yifeng chuckled and moved silently. Here he could use his movement better and made great progress. His speed was even faster than before.

After only nine blows, he was the only one left alive on the field.

Shen Yifeng didn’t know how strong he was now, but what was certain was that no one among the Soul Saints could be his opponent, and the Soul Douluo level might not be either.

Yum, accomplished!
"Congratulations, young Death Hunter."

Before he could do anything, a voice came from all directions. The surrounding atmosphere became completely silent. All the sounds disappeared at this moment. It seemed that only that voice was circulating between heaven and earth.

But the silence did not last long. The atmosphere went from quiet to crazy in just a few breaths.

Everyone's eyes were cast into the air, and everyone was shouting "King of Killing."

Shen Yifeng also looked up.

A blood-red figure slowly descended from the air, like the king of the world. Wherever he went, no one could take their eyes off him.

It was also the first time that Shen Yifeng saw the so-called King of Killing. He felt an unprecedented strong murderous aura. Compared with the murderous aura of the King of Killing, his aura was like that of a baby, there was no comparison at all.

However, he also knew the identity of the person in front of him. He was the pillar of the Haotian Sect and a peerless genius who could make the Haotian Sect as powerful as the Spirit Hall.

The Great Sumeru Hammer used by Tang Hao also came from his hands. Although he has not become a god, he has created magical skills.

He forcibly turned a top-level martial soul like the Clear Sky Hammer into a god-level martial soul, and was even able to suppress the angel martial soul, the Thousand Dao Flow.

If Rakshasa God had not intervened, Tang Chen would have had a great chance of success even if he had become Shura God.

In terms of aptitude, Qian Renxue, who has an innate level 20 soul power, is undoubtedly the number one.

But if we talk about talent, Tang Chen is the number one and a well-deserved genius.

However, Shen Yifeng also understood that the person controlling this body was naturally the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, not Tang Chen.

The King of Slaughter was tall and wrapped in a scarlet cloak, but his facial expression was very different from his burly figure.

He was extremely pale, as if he was lacking blood, as if he was suffering from a long-term illness. The most eye-catching thing was his blood-red eyes. Just looking at them was enough to make one's legs weak and unable to stand steadily.

"I'm very happy. It has been many years since a powerful warrior with 100 victories appeared in the City of Slaughter, and he is so young. He is indeed a young and promising man."

The King of Slaughter also looked at Shen Yifeng in front of him. After observing him closely, he realized that he had always underestimated this Death Hunter.

Unlike other killing gods, his murderous aura seemed very harmonious, even though he had just killed nine contestants with his own hands dozens of breaths ago.

The killing did not arouse his murderous intent, as if he had just arrived in the city of killing, untainted by dust, or in other words, completely free of worldly desires.

Even actively releasing his Qi did not arouse his murderous intent.

"Death Hunter, you can be said to be the youngest 100-win champion in recent years. You have brought me an unprecedented experience and pleased me. I have decided to make an exception and grant you the title of God of Death. From now on, there will be no restrictions on you in the City of Slaughter, and you can enter and exit freely.

You can even join the Slaughter City and gain the right to freely release soul skills in the Slaughter City."

hiss~
All the fallen ones in the audience gasped. These conditions were too generous.

The Death Hunter is already strong, and if he could release his soul skills freely, no one would be his match.

(End of this chapter)