Douluo's Ultimate Knife

Chapter 97

Ignoring the noisy surroundings, Song Que stepped onto the ring step by step with the Misfortune Knife to challenge the former Beastmaster.

Standing opposite him was actually a woman.The woman was wearing a vest that showed wheat-colored skin.

At the beginning of the battle, a lion roared from behind the woman, the golden lion spirit attached to her body, a pair of slender palms with calluses turned into a pair of lion claws, and the wave of soul power at the Contra level exploded.

"Brother, pay attention." Excitement leaked from the lion girl's eyes. The ring under her feet shattered, leaving an afterimage in place.

boom.

After the explosion, he kicked Song Que's waist with a whip.

The Misfortune Knife was propped by her side, and the lion girl's calf collided with the blade, and the Misfortune Knife was kicked and bent.

The lion girl's attack did not stop and continued to fight with Song Que, attacking with her elbows and knees, and from time to time she would attack with her sharp lion claws.

In close combat, Song Que's sword skills were greatly restricted, and he fell into the rhythm of the lion girl's attack.

When Song Que kept blocking with the hilt of the knife, the lion girl used her heart claws.

The Misfortune Knife swirled and Song Que held the knife in his backhand. After grabbing a claw with his indestructible body, the Misfortune Saber also drew a not deep and not shallow wound on the lion girl's exposed waist.

Song Que took this opportunity to distance himself from the lion girl, because it was too bad for him to fight close to hand.

The lion girl got on all fours and stared at Song Que as if she were prey.

"Heavenly Knife Pole"

The lion girl's pupils shrank sharply, as if she felt the fatal danger. At the moment when the invisible saber qi slashed out, she jumped up and narrowly dodged Song Que's razor-sharp slash.

The smile on the face of such a fierce fighting lion girl has never disappeared.

The lion girl moved quickly around Song Que, creating a whirlwind around Song Que. Under the influence of the whirlwind, the sound of footsteps surrounded Song Que's ears, making him unable to figure out where the lion girl was.

Kurong's saber intent erupted instantly, and under the influence of the saber intent, it seemed that the passage of time slowed down. Song Que slowly closed his eyes to feel the existence of the lion girl.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Que's mouth, "I found you. Tiandao Ji."

The invisible sword qi slashed on the whirlwind, and gradually the wind stopped, revealing the figure of the lion girl.

Song Que walked over and stretched out his hand to gently close the eyes that remained somewhat pure even though they were eroded by the killing capital.

From the very beginning, Song Que knew that the lion girl had a fanatical love for fighting, and she was not the kind of vicious murderer, so Song Que gave her a decent way to die.

Suddenly a tall figure waved its bat wings and landed on the never-seen-before throne of Dianjiangtai.

"Congratulations on the birth of our new king, titled Ren Tu."

Two large blood-red characters appeared in the sky above the general platform, which could be seen by the entire killing capital.

"Rentu, come to my hall, Yixu."

Numerous blood-red bats enveloped Song Que, and Song Que couldn't resist the power within, so he was at the mercy of the King of Slaughter.

After the bats dispersed, Song Que had already appeared in the dark hall of the King of Slaughter, with a jade hand touching him.

"We meet again, distinguished guest!" The person beside Song Que was Lilith, the guide.

"Rentu, join the capital of killing completely! I guarantee that you are under one person and above ten thousand, and the position of the king of killing will be yours when I become a god of killing." The king of killing said in a deep voice.

Song Que's growth has reached the point where the King of Slaughter has to pay attention to it. If he wants to avoid the appearance of the Killing God, Song Que must be controlled in advance.

Song Que, who had read the original book, of course knew that the capital of killing was a big pit, and the king of killing in front of him, Tang Chen, had been confused by the bloody bats, and it was impossible to break through to the god level in this life.

But Song Que never forgot the lesson of Wuhundian, once he refused, he might not be able to walk out of the hall.

"Then what substantial benefits do I have?"

Seeing Song Que open his mouth to ask for conditions, Tang Chen was overjoyed, fearing that kind of stunned young man who would not accept softness and toughness.

Tang Chen's attitude became much closer, and he said in a seductive voice, "Beauty, you can have all the rights you want at your fingertips. You can also use your soul skills in the city at will, and there are no restrictions on you."

Song Que showed some excitement, "What should I do?"

"Relax, don't resist." A miniature blood-colored bat came out from between Tang Chen's eyebrows and went straight to Song Que's.

The blood-colored bat entered Song Que's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and his body began to radiate blood, as if it was going to dye the Sea of ​​Consciousness red.

Suddenly it sensed something above the Sea of ​​Consciousness and looked up. Three long knives like the scorching sun were hanging in the air. They were Song Que's Three Great Saber Intents.

The Jueming Knife, the Passing Water Knife, fell towards the bloody bat, no matter how it dodged, the two knives seemed to be locked on it, and it was impossible to get rid of it.

In the end, the two long knives were nailed to the bloody bat's wings to make it immobile, and the doom knife also fell down and stuck on the bat's back.

The blood vessel-like lines on the body of the Doom Knife wriggled non-stop, as if it was sucking the blood of the blood-colored bat, but it was slow to kill it.

In Tang Chen's eyes, Song Que's face revealed a look of pain, and a bat mark appeared on his forehead.

Song Que's pain was not feigned. Although the blood-colored bat in the sea of ​​consciousness was restrained, while the killing knife was intended to suck its blood, fragments of Tang Chen's memory also poured into Song Que's mind.

Inside Song Que saw a majestic mountain range, an ancient sect, and finally a vague figure of a woman.

After the pain dissipated, Song Que knelt down on one knee to Tang Chen with a frantic look.

"king!"

"Well. Your future mission is to hunt down those titled kings." Tang Chen, who thought he had completely controlled Song Que, no longer made any gestures of intimacy.

"Yes."

After receiving the order neatly, Song Que turned his head and left, sneering where Tang Chen couldn't see.

Unlocking the restraint, Song Que unleashed his killing intent, and the Endless Blood Blade appeared beside him, stepping on the blood blade and flying back to his residence.

In fact, what he got from the bloody bat was not only Tang Chen's memory, but also the bloody bat's own perception of killing.

The bloody bat that can control Tang Chen is not a simple character. It has dominated the killing capital for tens of thousands of years after God Shura ascended to the God Realm, and its understanding of killing is far from what Song Que can match.

After the strength ban was lifted, Song Que's whereabouts became more elusive, and the frequency of hunting became higher and higher.

In just over a year, the population of the Slaughter City suddenly shrank by one-tenth, because Tang Chen warned him several times about this, but he still went his own way after returning.

It has been more than two years since he came to the killing capital, and Song Que's energy and blood have been compressed to the extreme after the frantic killing.

The blood in his body is like lead and mercury. If it is not controlled, the weight of the flesh can crush the ground.

As long as he returns to the outside world to obtain the soul ring, it will not be difficult for him to push him to the soul saint level with the stored qi and blood.

Of course, Tang Chen didn't know about Song Que's changes, he believed in the power of bloody bats.

But the blood-colored bat in Song Que's mind had already been squeezed to death by the killing knife, and even relied on Song Que's spiritual power to maintain its existence.

(End of this chapter)