Chapter 129 Liu Erlong Is in Danger! (Second Update!)

"Sir, another person forced his way into the Killing City!"

At the entrance to the Killing City Passage, there were many soldiers wearing black armor and black helmets, covering their faces.

But this time there were not one hundred and one people like in the novel, but only half the number.

"I know that since that crazy woman, my strength has been improved a lot by the King of Slaughter. Now I have a power of ten thousand kilograms. Even if a titled Douluo comes, if he can't use soul skills, the opponent will not belong to me. opponent!"

Scott, the terrifying knight sitting on the war horse, has a pair of scarlet eyes with an icy look.

Six months ago, that crazy woman not only seriously injured herself, but also killed half of her subordinates.

This time, he will never allow the same thing to happen again!

I want to defend the dignity of the Terror Knight!

"Is this the city of killing?"

Mo Lang suddenly appeared in front of Scott. Smelling the air full of blood, Mo Lang frowned and said.

"You broke the rules!"

Scott looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. Although he was a little stunned, he still said that line.

"roll!"

Mo Lang turned his head and glanced at Scott coldly.

The thick soul power in his body spurted out, overwhelming the soldiers behind Scott, and only Scott remained standing still.

"kindness?"

Seeing that Scott was able to withstand his own pressure, Mo Lang looked at him again.

When did the opponent become stronger again?

"Haha, boy, so what if you are a Titled Douluo? You can't use soul skills here, and Titled Douluo is no match for me!"

Although Scott was surprised that the other party had reached the strength of a titled Douluo at such a young age, he was not weak at all since the other party could not use soul skills.

"Yeah?"

Mo Lang smiled, suddenly appeared in front of Scott, and with a flick of his finger, he used one-tenth of his power!

Mo Lang's current physical strength has reached 110,000 kilograms of strength. With the blessing of 100,000 kilograms of strength plus the artifact suit, even one-tenth of the strength exceeds 20,000 kilograms!

Because only soul skills are restricted here, and there is no limit on the bonuses or even skills brought by one's own artifact suit!

boom!

Scott watched the other party's fingers flick on his forehead, with a sneer on his face.

Just the next moment.

When Mo Lang's fingers held his forehead, the sneer on his face suddenly turned into shock and horror.

But he didn't have time to react.

A terrifying force suddenly erupted from that finger. He felt as if his head was hit by a giant hammer. His vision suddenly went black. He flew backwards several hundred meters from the horse's back before hitting the ground. land.

The helmet on his head exploded directly, and his head was turned upside down, as if it was going to explode, and he was in unbearable pain.

When he calmed down, he found Mo Lang standing in front of him, looking at him curiously and asking:

"Tell me how your strength has become stronger?"

Looking at the strange young man in front of him, Scott swallowed in fear.

You must be so fucking unlucky.

Why do I keep encountering perverts!

You can defeat yourself with one finger, but what is the background of the other party?

Why come to the killing city?

"What? Weren't you very eloquent just now? Now you're mute?"

Mo Lang squatted down and looked at Scott with a smile.

But in Scott's opinion, Mo Lang's smile was more terrifying than the King of Slaughter, and he quickly spoke and told the story of Liu Erlong's entry and how he improved his strength.

"How is that woman?"

After listening to Scott's words, Mo Lang nodded. It seemed that Liu Erlong had demolished the tavern above.

"Do you know that crazy...that woman?"

Hearing that Mo Lang seemed to care about the crazy woman, Scott couldn't help but become curious.

"Are you asking me now, or am I asking you?" Mo Lang breathed at his finger, then pointed it at Scott's forehead.

The latter immediately took several steps back in fright and quickly said: "That woman has won fifty games in a row now, but she has been targeted recently."

"What did you say!"

Mo Lang's eyes immediately turned cold.

"You know this is a killing city. It's impossible for a woman to come in without being targeted. It's pretty good that she can persist until now." Scott said.

But before he finished speaking, he found that the young man in front of him disappeared again, just like he suddenly appeared in front of him before.

He looked back and saw that the other party had appeared at the gate of the Killing City.

Looking at the back, he remembered that the other party asked him how he became stronger. Could it be that the other party knew him?

Or that the other party has been here before?

But regardless of the possibility, he felt that things might change in the city of killing.

main entrance.

"Welcome to the City of Killing."

As soon as Mo Lang arrived at the gate, a woman with a black veil had been waiting at the gate early and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Lang.

Perhaps because she saw Mo Lang flicking Scott away with just one finger, the girl was full of curiosity about Mo Lang.

"I am your guide..."

"No need, just tell me where the woman who also broke into the Killing City half a year ago is."

Mo Lang interrupted the girl directly and said coldly.

Although the girl had a good figure and voice, he just wanted to find Liu Erlong quickly.

Listening to Mo Lang's words, the girl showed a look of astonishment, and doubts arose in her heart: Could it be that the other party has been to the Killing City before?

But why haven’t I seen it?

Could it be that the descendant of a certain killing god who came out of the killing city came here to practice?

As her thoughts flowed, the girl didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Sorry, I'm just a commentator and can't tell you anyone's information."

"Then I'll find it myself."

Mo Lang directly passed the girl and strode toward the Killing City, the paradise of sin.

"Sir, your ID tag!"

The girl stopped Mo Lang, took out a black sign from her soul guide, and threw it to Mo Lang, but did not follow it.

She said that she was just a commentator. Since the other party didn't need it, she wouldn't lick her face and follow him. Life and death here depended on fate and wealth.

"Nine five two six?"

Looking at the black sign in his hand, Mo Lang smiled and walked into the city.

Since random killing was not allowed in the outer city of the Killing City, the people who were surviving here just stared at Mo Lang coldly and did not take action.

A new person appeared, but there was no messenger of the King of Slaughter accompanying him. As long as he entered the inner city, he would probably be hunted instantly.

With the mentality of watching a good show, many people followed Mo Lang, wanting to witness the scene of the other party being torn apart. That kind of scene was exciting enough for them.

As soon as we entered the inner city.

Mo Langbian felt like he had walked from a slum into a rich area.

The place is full of entertainment and chaos.

Mo Lang attracted the attention of many people as soon as he appeared.

Most of the eyes are greedy and bloodthirsty, as if the people here only have desires.

Like a group of wild beasts.