Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

At the entrance of the City of Slaughter, several figures slowly approached, led by a woman with stunning beauty. She wore a purple dress and had long hair like a waterfall. She held a thin sword in her hand, and her temperament was noble yet a bit fierce.

Her appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Tsk tsk, this woman is so pretty!"

A wretched man licked his lips, stepped forward, and said with a lewd smile: "Little beauty, you're new here, would you like me to take you around?"

Hearing this, the woman smiled coldly, with a murderous look in her eyes.

Her voice was cold and disdainful: "Just based on you, are you worthy?"

Before she finished her words, the rapier in her hand flashed like lightning. The wretched man didn't even have time to react before his throat was pierced, blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground.

The soul masters around gasped, and the place was deadly silent.

The woman sheathed her sword and stood, her eyes sweeping across the entire audience as she taunted, "The soul masters of the Slaughter City are no more than this.

Without your soul skills, you are worse than trash!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the soul masters in the field turned pale, but no one dared to step forward to refute.

Lu Yu watched from afar, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, and whispered: "This woman is not simple. She has the cultivation level of a Soul Emperor and her swordsmanship is sharp. I'm afraid the Slaughter City is going to be bustling."

Xiao Wu frowned and whispered, "Brother Yu, this woman doesn't look easy to deal with. We have to be careful."

Lu Yu nodded, but his eyes became more and more fiery, "Be careful? Maybe she will be a good opponent."

The air in the City of Slaughter was filled with a thick smell of blood. The buildings on both sides of the streets were dilapidated and gloomy, and the dim lights swayed in the fog, as if they would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

Lu Yu wrapped his black cloak tightly around himself and moved quietly through the narrow alleys, his steps brisk but alert.

He glanced at the surrounding shops. The items displayed in the windows were practical, but mostly rough and crude, exuding a crude murderous aura - suitable for survival in this cruel place, but not to his liking.

"Lu Yu, the things here are too shabby, aren't they? They dare to price such a broken thing so high?"

In his mind, the lazy voice of the Qilin Remnant Soul sounded, with a hint of teasing, "If you ask me, you might as well save the gold soul coins and buy some good wine."

The corners of Lu Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he responded in a low voice: "Senior, you are talking without any pain in your waist.

The prices in this Slaughter City are ridiculously high, and my heart is bleeding as I spend these few gold soul coins."

He stopped and his eyes fell on the counter of a small shop. There was a piece of talisman paper with a faint golden glow. There were complex patterns engraved on it, and it faintly emitted the breath of spatial fluctuations.

"Teleportation Talisman, single use, can teleport 300 meters, price 5,000 gold soul coins."

The old man behind the counter narrowed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Little brother, this is a rare item, the only one in Slaughter City.

Don’t regret it if you miss it.”

Lu Yu frowned. Five thousand gold soul coins were almost all his savings, but the effect of this teleportation talisman was indeed tempting.

In a place like the City of Slaughter where soul skills are banned and dangers abound, teleporting 300 meters is enough to make the difference between life and death.

He gritted his teeth, took out the gold soul coin from the soul guide, and handed it over: "Deal."

The old man grinned, revealing a row of yellow teeth. He took the gold soul coin and pushed the teleportation talisman in front of Lu Yu.

Lu Yu carefully put away the talisman paper, but the Qilin remnant soul spoke again, with a bit of disdain in his tone: "Tsk, a teleportation talisman is such a small thing, in my time even talisman refiners would not bother to make it.

I didn’t expect it to become a treasure now.”

Lu Yu rolled his eyes helplessly: "Senior, I have no right to interfere with the affairs of your era.

Now this thing can save lives, so it’s a good thing.”

He turned and left the shop, preparing to return to the Hell Killing Field. Xiao Wu's game should be almost over.

Just after taking a few steps, a cold and arrogant voice came from the front, with unquestionable authority: "Lu Yu, stop."

Lu Yu paused and looked up, only to see a woman standing at the end of the alley. She was wearing a gorgeous white robe and a jewel-studded belt around her waist. She had a noble yet somewhat fierce temperament.

Her face was delicate, with a cold and arrogant look between her eyebrows. Behind her were several soul masters with calm auras, each with fierce eyes, like a wolf that would pounce at any time.

"Zheng Xueying?"

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes and recognized the other person.

The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall has been gaining popularity in the City of Slaughter recently. It is rumored that she is ruthless and has unfathomable strength.

He asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Xueying chuckled and slowly approached, her steps elegant but oppressive: "Lu Yu, he faked his death and escaped from the Tiandou City Championship, abandoning his companions from Shrek Academy and running to this Slaughter City to hang out.

Tell me, if I reveal your identity, will those Shrek people be so angry that they vomit blood?"

Lu Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was filled with shock.

His fake death plan was extremely secretive, even Shrek's companions were unaware of it. How did this woman know about it? He forced himself to remain calm and said in a calm tone, "What do you mean, Saint Lady? I'm just an ordinary soul master. How can there be a Tiandou City Championship?"

"You're quite the pretender."

Zheng Xueying sneered, a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes, "Lu Yu, twenty years old, Soul Sect cultivation, martial soul suspected to be Qilin, from Earth, identity of a time traveler.

Do you want to continue pretending?"

Lu Yu's heart suddenly shook, and it was as if a thunder exploded in his mind.

Earth? Traveler? These two words hit him like a hammer, making him almost forget to breathe.

He stared at Zheng Xueying intently and said in a low voice, "Who are you? Why do you know all this?"

Zheng Xueying raised her chin with a bit of pride on her face: "Because I am from Earth just like you.

It’s just that I traveled through time a year later than you.

Lu Yu, I searched for you in the Spirit Hall for a long time before I found you, this cunning fox.

Lu Yu's mind was in a mess, and the voice of the Qilin Remnant Soul became solemn: "This woman is not simple, Lu Yu, be careful.

There's a strange power about her, like some kind of external blessing."

"You have a system?"

Lu Yu asked tentatively, with a hint of caution in his voice.

Zheng Xueying nodded without hiding anything: "Not bad.

My system allowed me to thrive in the Douluo Continent. In just one year, I snatched Hu Liena's position as the Saint and ascended to a high position in the Spirit Hall.

And you, Lu Yu, you have the identity of a time traveler, but you are so miserable in this killing city. I am really disappointed."

Lu Yu sneered and suppressed the shock in his heart: "Disappointed? Then why do you want me to do that? Do you want me to be your dog?"

A flash of anger flashed across Zheng Xueying's eyes, but she quickly concealed it and softened her tone: "Lu Yu, I admire your potential.

Join me, I can give you resources, status, and even help you break through to the Soul Emperor level.

As long as you obey, we can control the future of Douluo Continent together."

Lu Yu sneered: "Sorry, I'm not interested in being a dog for others.

If you have nothing else to do, please get out of my way."

Zheng Xueying's face darkened, and a burly man behind her stepped forward, his aura pressing down like a mountain: "Boy, the Holy Maiden is speaking to you out of respect, don't be ungrateful!" Lu Yu glanced at the man and recognized him as one of Zheng Xueying's subordinates, named Lin Chong, a peak Soul King, who was considered a figure in the City of Slaughter.

He said calmly, “Lin Chong, I advise you not to get involved.

The rules of the Slaughter City are that I will fight you one-on-one, but a group fight is not worth it."

Lin Chong laughed grimly and swung the long sword in his hand fiercely. The sword energy was like a rainbow and cut directly into Lu Yu's chest: "You are looking for death!"

Lu Yu's body flashed, and the power of Baji Beng exploded instantly, and his right fist smashed towards Lin Chong's blade like thunder.

With a loud bang, the sword energy was dispersed. Lin Chong stumbled back, a flash of shock in his eyes: "What a strong force!"

Lu Yu gave him no chance to catch his breath, his feet stomping repeatedly, the force of the Eight Extremes Collapse layer upon layer, the terrifying power of sixty-four times exploded like a mountain collapsing, slamming hard into Lin Chong's chest.

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Lin Chong flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, without a breath left.

The soul masters around gasped, and Zheng Xueying's face turned ugly.

She said coldly: "Lu Yu, you really don't know what's good for you! Since you don't want to drink my toast, then you should drink the penalty wine!"

She raised her hand and waved it, and nine red fox flames shot out from her palm, turning into a blazing fire dragon and rushing towards Lu Yu.

Before the flames even got close, the surrounding air had already been distorted by the burning, emitting suffocating heat waves.

Lu Yu's pupils shrank, and he was about to dodge when he heard a cold voice coming from the void: "Outside the killing field, the use of soul skills is prohibited! Violators will be expelled!"

Zheng Xueying froze and the fox fire suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and looked into the void, her tone disdainful: "A mere Slaughter City dares to control me?"

She flipped her palm, and the fox fire suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of ​​fire, instantly engulfing several Soul Emperor-level law enforcers who rushed up.

Amid screams, the law enforcers were burned to ashes, and the air was filled with a burnt stench.

Lu Yu took the opportunity to retreat, secretly shocked by the cruelty of this woman.

The voice in the void sounded again, carrying endless pressure: "Final warning, leave the Killing City immediately, otherwise, you will die!"

Zheng Xueying's expression was uncertain, and she finally snorted coldly, restrained her soul power, and glared at Lu Yu fiercely: "Lu Yu, I will remember this account.

Let's see! "

She turned and left, and her men quickly followed her. The alley soon returned to silence.

In the killing field of hell, Hu Liena stood on the high platform, staring at Zheng Xueying's departing back with cold eyes.

Her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

Zheng Xueying, this woman who suddenly appeared, not only snatched away her position as the Saint, but also subdued a group of powerful people with strange means. Even the top leaders of the Spirit Hall obeyed her orders.

Hu Liena gritted her teeth, feeling both resentment and a hint of confusion: "How did she do it? Why are those men so devoted to her?"

"Nana, what are you thinking about?"

Beside him, Tang San's voice sounded in a low voice.

Hu Liena came back to her senses and shook her head: "Nothing.

I just feel that Zheng Xueying is too dangerous.

I'm afraid her conflict with Lu Yu is just the beginning."

Tang San followed her gaze and frowned slightly: "Lu Yu...what secrets are there between him and Zheng Xueying?"

Hu Liena did not answer, but looked at the audience with complicated eyes.

Lu Yu's figure had disappeared in the crowd, as if she had never appeared, but she knew that this storm was far from over.

The bloody smell of the Hell Killing Ground filled the air. Under the dim lights, the eyes of countless soul masters in the audience were focused on the arena in the center.

The noise surged like a tide, mixed with discussions and ridicule.

At the edge of the ring, Lu Yu, dressed in black tights, stared quietly at Bei Shangyun opposite him with eyes as sharp as knives.

The soul masters around were talking in low voices, their words full of dissatisfaction with this "unequal" situation.

Speculations about the showdown.

"Lu Yu only has 24 wins, how could he be matched up against Bei Shangyun, who has over 60 wins? Isn't this just asking for death?"

A bearded soul master sneered, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

"I heard that he offended that Saint Lady. Tsk tsk, Zheng Xueying is not someone you can easily mess with. I guess she was the one who did it."

The other person lowered his voice, but his eyes unconsciously glanced towards the top of the audience seats. There, a figure in white was sitting upright with a cold and arrogant temperament. It was Zheng Xueying.

Beside the ring, Xiao Wu bit her lip tightly, her eyes full of worry.

She pulled Lu Yu’s sleeve and whispered, “Lu Yu, something is wrong with this match. Bei Shangyun’s experience and ruthlessness are not something you can deal with easily.

Otherwise... losing a match doesn't matter, saving your life is what matters."

Lu Yu turned to look at Xiao Wu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

His voice was calm, yet it revealed an unquestionable confidence.

Xiao Wu wanted to say something else, but seeing the determined light in Lu Yu's eyes, she could only let go of his hand helplessly and step aside.

In the center of the ring, Bei Shangyun was tall, muscular, and had a ferocious smile on his face.

He moved his wrist, and the joints made a crisp sound. He said, "Lu Yu, I heard that you offended the Saint? Tsk tsk, you are really courting death.

Today's duel was specially arranged by her, so don't blame me for being too ruthless."

Hearing this, Lu Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said lightly: "Saintess? She is just relying on some tricks.

If you think you can kill me with her support, you might as well try it."

His voice was calm, but it carried an invisible sense of oppression, which made Bei Shangyun's smile freeze slightly.

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Bei Shangyun snorted coldly, stomped his feet hard, and his soul power surged in his body. As he waved his hands, an invisible wave spread out from his body, like an invisible net, covering Lu Yu.

"The dragnet of heaven and earth, trap me!"

The soul masters in the audience held their breath, their eyes full of anticipation.

The "dragnet" of Beijing and Shanghai

With the condensed soul power and his practical experience of more than sixty victories, he is enough to force his opponent into a desperate situation.

Someone whispered, "This kid is finished. Even a spirit master with fifty wins would have difficulty breaking free from Bei Shangyun's move."

However, Lu Yu stood there, motionless.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, locking onto Bei Shangyun's every move.

Just as the invisible net was about to engulf him, Lu Yu clenched his right fist tightly. His soul power surged like a raging river, and the terrifying power of the Eight Extremes Collapse condensed on his fist, causing the air to seem to groan under its pressure. (End of Chapter)