Chapter 140: Murderous Aura Materialized
Hu Liena looked at Wang Quan Wumu in front of her, turned around and left reluctantly, and finally disappeared in the room.
Wang Quan Wumu glanced at the gauze on the ground, sighed deeply and said: "Hu Liena, Hu Liena... I hope you can change the direction of your life in the future."
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Three months passed in a blink of an eye.
Wang Quan Wumu also came to the hell field, ready for the final competition.
Now, he has completed ninety-nine games. If he wins one more game, he will break through the 100-win mark and return to his own world through the road to hell.
"I'm afraid that this time, Patriarch Wang Quan won't be able to win."
"Isn't that right? Three of the nine people have soul power that has reached level 90, and the rest are all peak Soul Douluo. These three people are titled Douluo in the outside world."
"In addition, with the nine people joining forces this time, I'm afraid something big is going to happen to Wang Quan Wu Mu."
"Although Wang Quan Wu Mu is powerful, the three Title Douluo are not vegetarians either. If they were in the outside world, they would definitely be top-notch existences."
Wang Quan Wumu stood in the center of the venue with one hand hanging behind his back, and the nine people around him began to sneer at him.
"I have long heard that the head of the Wangquan family is extremely powerful. Today, let the nine of us challenge the top soul master in the world."
"Haha, I heard that the King's Sword is invincible. If that's the case, let us experience the power of the King's Sword!"
A Titled Douluo waved his right hand and pointed the machete in his hand at Wang Quan Wumu angrily, "Brothers, come on! Kill him and let us go through the road to hell together!"
“Hahaha, he’s just a kid. How can he compete with our six peak Soul Douluos and three Titled Douluos? We’ll make him die today!”
The nine people rushed forward without saying a word.
Wang Quan Wumu stood there with an unchanged expression, just looking around. When he saw the opponent's weakness, he immediately rushed up at an extremely fast speed, forming a light shadow in the field.
A Contra kept his expression unchanged and shouted in haste, "Not good, everyone be alert! This guy is incredibly fast!"
But it was too late. Before he could carefully feel Liu Yi's position, a golden sword had already pierced through his chest.
A Contra near him did not avoid it, his head flew through the air, and a long column of blood spurted out.
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible, how did he do it?"
"Humph, damn guy, everyone be careful, he will only attack some weak people. Let's be vigilant, he will never have any chance."
At this moment, a Titled Douluo soared into the air, and slammed the weapon in his right hand fiercely on the ground. Immediately, the surging soul power continued to spread out in all directions like a raging wave, and the air became distorted wherever it passed.
Between the loud noises.
Wang Quan Wumu’s figure also withdrew from it.
When the others heard what this Title Douluo said, they all took a defensive stance.
After seeing the looks of those people, Wang Quan Wumu almost laughed out loud. They were here to kill him, so why were they still defending themselves? It was really unbelievable.
Wang Quan Wu Mu said with some boredom: "Forget it, since it has come to this, then it is time to end this battle."
Slowly, a layer of white mist appeared on Wang Quan Wumu's body, visible to the naked eye, and the white mist covered the entire venue in an instant.
Everyone who saw this scene gasped, their eyes filled with fear. "How is this possible! The murderous aura can actually condense into a physical entity. How is this possible? How many people has he killed?"
The seven people in the field were all frozen in murderous aura. Dozens of icy murderous auras penetrated their bodies and instantly shattered into nothingness, and those Titled Douluo also disappeared.
"What do you mean he killed everyone in one move? How many people did this guy kill? Three Title Douluo died so easily. Holy shit!"
Wang Quan Wu Mu shrugged his shoulders and snapped his fingers. Immediately, the space on both sides was torn apart by the sword light, and all the fallen people participating in the competition were killed on the spot by the sword light.
Seeing this, everyone was surprised.
Is this the true strength of the head of the Wangquan family?
It's so terrifying.
At this moment, the entire venue shook violently.
Countless bats swarmed in and formed a huge bat king in the center, bringing with it a strong murderous aura.
Wang Quan Wumu turned around and looked at the densely packed bats in the sky. There was almost no expression on his face, and naturally he knew who was coming.
The King of Killing, Tang Chen!
With the appearance of the King of Slaughter, everyone in the field half-knelt on the ground almost at the same time, their eyes filled with awe for this man.
All the fallen ones had fear and dread in their eyes, and they were full of respect for the man in front of them.
The King of Killing is tall and his arrogant look makes people feel a little disgusted. His wings flap slowly, and the hurricane he stirs up seems to be able to tear the void apart.
"Very good, young fellow."
The King of Slaughter landed steadily on the ground. With one hand hanging behind him, he looked at Wang Quan Wu Mu in front of him and said with a smile: "In the past thousand years, you are the strongest who has passed the level the fastest. You really surprised me."
"But after all, you definitely didn't come here just to get that thing, right?"
The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Quan Wumu. There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes, but soon this greedy desire disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.
Then he said with a smile: "Little guy, what are you doing here?"
Wang Quan Wu Mu found a place to sit down and said, "As expected of the King of Slaughter, you are indeed smart. In this case, let me explain the situation."
"I came to the Slaughter City for something, and I hope the King of Slaughter can agree to it."
"Oh?"
The King of Slaughter was not in a hurry to agree. He looked at Wang Quan Wu Mu in front of him and said lightly: "I'm curious, what do you want me to do?"
"Can we go somewhere quieter?"
Hearing this, the King of Slaughter did not reject Wang Quan Wumu. Since he wanted a quiet place, he would naturally do his best to satisfy him. After all, the other party was a powerful man in the Titled Douluo realm.
As for Hu Liena, she is still participating in the competition. Wang Quan Wumu is not afraid that she will fail. After such a long period of training, Hu Liena's soul power has reached level 55.
Even his own strength is comparable to that of the strong ones at the Soul Emperor level.
Led by the King of Slaughter, the two came to a relatively quiet room. In order to prevent anyone from eavesdropping, the King of Slaughter did not forget to set up a barrier in the room.
(End of this chapter)