Douluo: I was heard by Bibi Dong

"That crazy woman!"

A flash of blood flashed in his sea-blue eyes, it had been two years since Tang San came to the Killing City, and he had completed ninety games three months ago.

But every time he played in the Hell Killing Fields, he would wait a few days to complete the next game.

Without him! The killing fields of hell are terrifying!

Kill and win. This was easy for Tang San, although he had underestimated his enemy and was attacked by enemies disguised as corpses.

But after every time he crushed the heads of fallen people, his title of 'King Shura' was recognized by everyone.

Tang San killed thousands of people here, but after every one of them died, it was like they were haunted by the ghosts of wrongdoers.

They clung to him, and every time he drank Huangquan Dew, these innocent souls clinging to his murderous aura stimulated his mind more and more intensively.

The cold, biting, and infinitely frightening power gradually overwhelmed and enveloped him.

Combined with Tang San's spiritual power, ordinary people would be scared to shit if they looked at him now.

Killing intent!

While deterring the enemy, it also influenced Tang San, inducing him to continue killing.

He didn't want to lose his mind, so he could only delay it for three months before completing the ninety-ninth victory in the Hell Killing Fields.

He had such a bad reputation, but he was suppressed here.

Ding!!Ding!!Ding!!

This is a blacksmith shop in the Killing City. When no one can use soul skills, a good weapon is the capital to survive.

Tang San concentrated on hammering, with thin pieces of steel mixed in the iron pliers. This was the hidden weapon he made for himself, the eighth in the Tang Sect - Feng Yin Jiu Chu.

Throwing nine flying knives at the same time requires superb hidden weapon skills and a little help from a small mechanism.

He originally thought that there was no hidden weapon supply in the Killing City, but after discovering the blacksmith shop, the boss asked for too high a price, and he crushed his head. He didn't know what the other party's background was for opening a blacksmith shop, but in the Killing City, the boss had a big fist.

That's the truth.

‘This crazy woman, codenamed Scorpion Eater, has a codename similar to that of a python. She is also good at kicking. There is absolutely no way to escape her involvement.’

Yes, the one who was overwhelming Tang San was none other than Scorpion Eater, that terrifying woman who was competing in the Killing Arena like crazy.

One or two of the nine people in the same game with her would be eaten by her huge scorpion-loving martial spirit every time.

No one has ever tested the other party's true strength. It seems that even the secret king of the Killing City has acquiesced in this almost cheating method.

Tang San thought he was very strong, but he had no intention of fighting against such a self-destructive crazy woman.

'Even if you drink the blood directly like a python, instead of drinking the aphrodisiac dew, are you about to lose your mind when you have to fight 100 games in half a year?'

Thinking in my heart, I kept moving my hands, sharpening the blade with sudden fire, and the nine flying knives were immediately completed.

He also wants to build a rope-like hidden weapon for moving around: the Flying Divine Claw, just in case of emergencies.

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"Scorpion Eater!!!"

"Scorpion Eater!!!"

"Scorpion Eater!!!"

The fallen who were watching the battle shouted enthusiastically to witness this miracle: Scorpion Eater's 100th victory!!

"What nonsense is the Scorpion Eater! I, the Shadow Nightmare, are the first to refuse to accept it!!" The speaker was one of the ten contestants in the Killing Fields. As a mutated martial spirit, how could she fall here!

A group of pitch-black horses appeared behind them, and their blood-red eyes flashed away.

It no longer mattered what her real name was. When the opponent rushed into the attack range of the python, he was already delivered to the mouth by the scorpion-eating hook.

"ah!!!"

Crunch! Crunch!

With a scream and a lot of blood spilled, it seemed to be a signal to the remaining eight contestants.

Using various skills honed in killing, he attacked the python under the giant scorpion-eating figure.

The result is naturally...self-evident.

"Congratulations, Scorpion Eater." A low and vicious voice suddenly poured into the killing field of hell from all directions.

The python, which had been silent all this time, opened its brown robe, revealing its cool and alluring graceful appearance.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter!" The fallen who were watching the battle had red lights in their eyes one after another, looking feverishly to the sky, welcoming their great king, coming...

A blood-red figure was suspended in mid-air at some point, slowly falling:

"After winning a hundred games, I decided to grant you the title of God of Killing. From now on, you can enter and leave the killing city on your own..."

"I want to enter the road to hell." The python interrupted the other party's speech.

The appearance of the King of Slaughter looked like it was soaked in blood, but upon hearing the python's request, it looked even more gloomy.

However, he could not refuse. Forced by the rules of the Killing City, he could not resist.

With a flash of red light in his eyes, the King of Slaughter said sternly, almost threateningly:

"The road to hell is very dangerous, with a narrow escape from death. Scorpion Eater, why don't you think about it again."

"King of Slaughter, I advise you to mind your own business." The conversation between the python and the King of Slaughter was tepid.

The two people seemed to be simply communicating, but the Killing King's killing field kept suppressing the python's killing intent.

"Hmph." The dynasty of killing was born with claws, and the degenerates in the stands fell to the ground in pain one after another, with blood overflowing and converging into the arena at the feet of the python, outlining a bloody bat pattern.

When the python opened her eyes again, she was already standing on a disc platform. Looking around, she saw a faint blood red color, and stretching under her feet was a half-foot path that led to an unknown place. Between the paths

Outside, there is a bottomless abyss...

'Snake path? It's really appropriate.' She thought of the name 'Sir' used to call this place when he traded those memories to her.

The python no longer hesitated and took out a secret medicine prepared in advance from the soul guide.

To activate the realm of the God of Death, killing and drinking vessels are indispensable, but she took the antidote three days before Yum Sheng.

The effect of this secret medicine at this time is...

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Tang San was still building the Flying Divine Claw at this time, and the terrifying momentum erupting in the Hell Killing Fields made him startled.

Then he continued what he was doing, 'Did Scorpion Eater complete a hundred games? I'm going to work hard too.'

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The python's body structure and the special characteristics of the martial spirit do not require a soul ring. So, with the same devouring ability as Tang San, she killed thousands of people and devoured hundreds of people's martial souls and soul power in half a year. How has she evolved?

What's the situation?

At this time, on the slender path of Hell Road, a huge five-meter-long scorpion with eight legs clung to both sides of the half-foot path, twisting and crawling weirdly.

Tang San held the 500-pound Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and could wield it in battle on the path.

This five-meter black scorpion, which weighs less than a ton [2000 kilograms], is much lighter than Tang San when the force is evenly distributed.

On the head of the black scorpion is a strange girl wearing black armor on her left arm and a smooth right arm. She holds a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.

The blood-red bat that occasionally flew by on the road was instantly stabbed to death by the swift scorpion tail.

The misty wind blown by the swarms of blood-colored bats was completely unable to shake the scorpion girl.

The scorpion girl who crawls calmly and quickly is on the road to hell:

python