Chapter 512： Tang 3 and Hu Liena run wild! (four) (1/2)

If this continues, these two people will probably become a lunatic who only knows how to kill. It seems that this game is their limit. ”

Suddenly, Wang Feng looked into the air, and could clearly see a floating room above it, as if two eyes were watching this place deeply.

A few days ago, Wang Feng realized that Tang San and Hu Liena might have reached their limit.

At the same time, in the room in midair.

”Lord, these two people are strong enough.”

The girl in black whispered, ”Under our control, we have killed tens of thousands of people, and couldn't hold it in the last game! All previous killing gods have not killed so many people in a hundred victories, seven thousand people. It's all at the limit.”

”Unfortunately, if this continues, the only consequence is death from exhaustion. Their spirits are already on the verge of collapse.”

Laughter rang softly from the mouth of the lady in black.

”Only this **** of death in white clothes is really weird! He will only kill more people than two! But now there is nothing!”

Seeing Wang Feng's figure, the girl in black shook her head and said, ”Wang, in the history of the Slaughter City, do such people exist?”

In the capital of killing, it will be affected, and the more people killed, the deeper the impact.

Even the King of Slaughter is the same. The Slaughter has a history of a thousand years, but the King of Slaughter does not know how many times it has changed.

The King of Slaughter shook his head slightly.

This white **** of death can be called the most magical **** field yum champion in the killing capital!

Over the past years, most of the people who have reached the Yum Championship have been controlled by killing intent, and a small number of people have not been controlled yet, and they have barely enough to enter the road to hell, but they will not last long.

But only this white-clothed death **** did not change his aura in any way, and he looked very special in this killing city.

As if he killed so many people, it didn't matter to him.

The King of Slaughter has been here for so many years, and it is really the first time I have seen such a magical person!

In theory, this is impossible.

Unless the opponent has reached the state where he can completely control his own killing intent, even then, the aura on his body cannot be so pure.

”But with him alone, the threat to us is not great.”

The girl in black said with a smile, but when she said this, she was suddenly stunned...

Because she suddenly saw the white death **** walking towards Tang San and Hu Liena who were already in a half-mad state.

”What does he want to do?” The Slaughter King looked slightly dark, ”They are rivals. Does this white Reaper want to save them? No way, this White Reaper doesn't even know them!”

”Daydreaming, it is impossible for King Shura and Hell Messenger in this state to be awakened! Even the Bloody Mary will have no effect on them, unless you do it yourself...” The girl in black also sneered, ”I think he should be I want to solve these two people... But these two people are now controlled by the killing intent, and it will not be easy to solve them. By then, they will be besieged by the two people, and they will die if they go.

The strength of King Shura and the messenger of **** is naturally very strong.

Both are yum champions, not to mention that in this state, their combat power is one point higher than usual.

In the killing fields.

Wang Feng first came to the nearest Tang San.

Tang San, who had already killed mad at this time, was still glowing with a faint blue light.

”Blue Silver Domain? Is it just awakening?”

Wang Feng was shocked and looked at Tang San, and found that Tang San's eyes were red in blood at this time.

‘Although Xiaosan is controlled by this killing intent, his soul consciousness should still be sober, but he cannot control his body. Two years of high-intensity killing has made killing instinct. ’

Wang Feng shook his head, shot like lightning, and suddenly grabbed Tang San's shoulder, a stream of pure soul power slowly flowed into Tang San's palm.