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Yes!
He is invincible here as he can use fighting skills.
At this moment, his nine opponents appeared one after another from nine different directions.
Although they are opponents here, the eyes of these nine people are surprisingly looking at the same place.
Yang Fan!
Apparently they teamed up.
This decision is undoubtedly the most correct one.
The rules of the killing field where one's life is at risk are deeply engraved in the hearts of every fallen person.
If you want to get out of the killing field alive, the first thing you have to do is to deal with the biggest threat on the field.
at this time……
Yang Fan's gaze fell on the most burly of the nine men.
Elephant Armor Sect Soul Master? !
From the middle-aged man's appearance and body shape, Yang Fan really recognized the burly man standing opposite him.
It was Hu Yandang, the second in command of the Xiangjia Sect!
Ever since Hu Yanzhen was killed instantly by Yao Lao in the grove in Yunluo City four years ago, the Xiangjia Sect has actually been in decline.
Initially...
Everyone thought that Hu Yanzhen was too embarrassed to face people after losing to Yang Wudi.
However, as the time of disappearance increased, people on Douluo Continent gradually learned that Hu Yanzhen was actually dead.
It was also because of Hu Yanzhen’s death that the entire Xiangjia Sect began to decline.
When Hu Yanzhen was alive, in order to please the Spirit Hall, he secretly targeted many sects like the Po Yi Clan.
After Huyan Zhen died, these sects naturally began to target the Xiangjia Sect openly or covertly.
According to legend, two years ago Hu Yandang was being hunted by someone, and unexpectedly, the old man came to the City of Slaughter.
Maybe this is fate!
Let Yang Fan personally extinguish the only flame of the Elephant Armor Sect at the most critical moment.
The battle begins!
Just as Yang Fan had guessed, nine opponents rushed forward and attacked him.
"boom--"
The fighting spirit in Yang Fan's body surged up instantly, and two flames, one cold and one hot, rose up in his palms.
A blazing fire over a foot long burst out...
Yang Fan began to rapidly fuse the ice and fire dragon flames in his hands at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Almost in the blink of an eye, two flames with completely different properties formed a two-colored fire lotus.
Ever since he completed the Fire Dragon Flame's devouring of the Ice Dragon Flame, he could now use the Buddha's Wrath Lotus skill with ease.
However, this was his first time using the Buddha's Wrath Lotus in the City of Slaughter.
no way!
Faced with the siege of nine people, this quasi-killing god had to be on high alert, also because he couldn't wait to pass the Hell Road.
"boom……"
The Buddha's wrath lotus exploded throughout the killing field, like two-colored smoke that wanted to see him off.
However, beneath this colorful scene, the earth was shaking violently and his opponent's chest was exploding.
For a moment...
Eight out of nine opponents on the field were eliminated!
The only one left was Hu Yandang, the second in command of the Xiangjia Sect.
The Diamond Mammoth Soul Master's defense was indeed strong, but at this time Hu Yandang was already crumbling under the baptism of the Buddha's wrathful lotus.
Life is passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Even so, Yang Fan did not give Hu Yandang any chance to struggle.
His body was like a cheetah, and in the flicker of fire, the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand pierced into Huyan Dang's chest.
“You…you are…?”
Perhaps other Fallen Ones could not recognize the mutated Soul-Breaking Spear, but the Elephant Armor Sect, which had always been against the Soul-Breaking Clan, was too familiar with it.
This fierce attack power...
Yang Fan pulled out the Soul-Breaking Spear from Hu Yandang's chest.
It was perfect for him to use the Soul-Breaking Spear to end the fate of the Elephant Armor Sect.
At the same time, this shot also ended Yang Fan’s bloody life in the City of Killing for a year.
"Killing God!"
"Killing God!"
"Killing God!"
"..."
Yang Fan lived up to everyone's expectations and became the only winner on the field, allowing all the fallen people present to witness the birth of the God of Death.
It was at this time...
The sky above the City of Slaughter suddenly became distorted, and a man slowly fell under the scarlet vortex.
To be more precise, it's a monster!
This guy was wearing a blood-red robe and his entire body was wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak with a stand-up collar.
His face was as pale as those fallen ones whose blood was almost drained, but his blood-red eyes were particularly bright.
When he walked over, you could feel the blood-colored mist surrounding his body.
"King of Slaughter!"
"King of Slaughter!"
The Fallen who witnessed the birth of the God of Killing in the killing field have now begun to shout the name of the King of Killing.
"Are you willing to start the road to hell and become the ninth God of Killing in the City of Slaughter in a thousand years?"
The Slaughter King's voice was unusually sharp.
It was this sharp sound that brought the cheers of the crowd to an abrupt end, and the entire killing field became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
It seemed as if everyone was waiting for Yang Fan's answer.
"Of course!"
This was the first time Yang Fan saw the King of Killing, so he didn't have any special impression of this person.
Even the strong smell of blood on the King of Slaughter made it impossible for him to associate it with Tang Chen.
He could not sense any breath of a normal human being, and even wondered why the King of Slaughter would take the initiative to ask to open the road to hell for him.
Shouldn't it be about persuasion and stopping?
Yang Fan felt strange, and the Fallen who served the King of Slaughter all day long were even stranger.
Because they found that the respected King of Slaughter seemed like a different person after Yang Fan came to the City of Slaughter.
……
next second!
The King of Slaughter spread his huge blood-red wings, and the blood-red mist surrounding his body began to surge.
At this moment, Yang Fan clearly felt that the murderous aura around him became particularly strong.
It was an intensity he had never experienced before!
at the same time……
The Fallen in the killing field began to wail, and even exploded one after another under Yang Fan's gaze.
Under the control of the King of Killing, the splattered blood flowed into the huge tripod in the killing field.
This is the correct way to open the road to hell!
at this time……
The passage to the Hell Road in the center of the killing field was completely opened, and those fallen people who came to witness the birth of the God of Death became the victims of the opening of the Hell Road.
"You can make a choice!"
At this time, Yang Fan had two paths to choose from.
One is that he, who has the title of God of Death, can enjoy a life of superiority here forever.
The second way is to pass the hell road!
For Yang Fan, hesitating for one more second would be disrespectful to the Killing God's Domain, to the Ten-Headed Lie Yang Fan, and to the Hell Road below.
He resolutely jumped into the entrance of the road to hell!
The moment he entered the road to hell, the entire killing field returned to its previous appearance.
……
"Is this the road to hell?"
Don’t even say it!
Yang Fan’s first impression was that the description was apt.
A small path that can only accommodate one person extends downward, as if it is the end of the gates of hell.
The first thing Yang Fan felt after coming down was not only the bloody smell of killing that was more pungent than above, but also a very obvious smell of fire.