"Kacha … Crash."
After burning away their 'fury' and 'blood energy', the fighting strength of the two 'giant slaves' greatly increased.
Their speed was terrifyingly fast, to the point where the naked eye couldn't catch them. One could even see the void cracking and shattering in their wake.
"Third Stage Primordial Chaos Nine Tomoe Sharingan, open."
His eyes were bright red. "Nine mysterious magatama circled around the edges, forming a roulette pattern."
From this, Qin Tian captured the movements of the "two giant slaves" through this pair of eyes.
And the fists they threw at him.
… F * ck, that's too ruthless. He really wants to smash me into meat paste. I'm really … thinking too much.
Qin Tian's figure flickered and disappeared into the distance.
Damn it … this human.
His attack missed again.
The two "giant slaves" really had a belly full of anger. "Roar! Roar!"
"What are you shouting about? You're from the Giant Tribe, not the Giant Dog Tribe."
Qin Tian waved his hand and mocked.
Hmm … Suddenly, he furrowed his brows.
A sense of crisis came suddenly, as if a sharp dagger had pierced into the back of his head, claiming his life.
In the beginning, he actually didn't notice any clues. The other party wasn't an 'ordinary person'. He had perfectly concealed his whereabouts and killing intent.
He was like a highly skilled "killer."
Only when the timing was right and he was 100% confident would he launch a fatal blow.
At this "moment", even if the targeted person reacted, it was already too late.
At this critical moment, Qin Tian did not panic. He opened his thin lips and said in a dignified voice that could not be disobeyed, "Supreme Mystic Realm, Words of Law! Die! Die! Die! "
What …?
A muffled snort resounded, followed by a black shadow, who was pushed out of the Void Light and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Tian looked back. "That black shadow was wrapped in a black robe. I couldn't see its face. It wasn't holding a dagger in its hand, but a hand with sharp black nails that were sharper than a blade."
Which "interface" are you a slave of?
"Dark World!"
The black-robed figure's voice was hoarse and sharp. In a flash, he disappeared into nothingness again.
This wasn't a simple concealment. Instead, it relied on 'light, space, blind corners, and a speck of dust' in the Infernal Arena.
A 'Dark Realm slave' with perfect concealment techniques.
"The Dark Realm is a small realm in the Myriad Realms. However, no one has ever dared to underestimate the Dark Realm. "
This was because the creatures born from the "Dark Realm" were born with the talent of assassins. They could seamlessly transform themselves into nothingness. "Body, aura, soul ripples, mental ripples, anything can be concealed."
In other words, the creatures of the Dark Realm were a group of hunters hiding in the darkness.
All the realms in the universe were fighting against each other. Many people were willing to spend a lot of money to hire a cultivator from the Dark Realm to assassinate someone! And very few people in the "Dark Realm" failed their missions.
Even a peak Dominator wouldn't be able to escape the assassination of the creatures of the Dark Realm.
"This is troublesome … I've been targeted by two" Giant slaves "who have no intelligence and only know how to act recklessly. There's also a" Dark Realm slave "wandering in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to move." Qin Tian's eyes were heavy for a moment. "If there weren't two" Giant slaves "entangling me, it wouldn't be difficult to find the" Dark Realm slave "."
… Sigh, I can't afford to think too much.
This moment is different from the previous moment. I'm already on guard.
If the "Dark Realm slave" attacks again, even if he doesn't die, he'll be killed by me.
Rumble! Rumble!
Isn't this what I wanted to do?
One on the left and one on the right, the two "Giant slaves" were domineering and bold.
A punch, a palm, a kick, each movement had the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Qin Tian still didn't plan to meet force with force. Relying on the "Third Stage Primal Chaos Nine Tomoe Samsara Sharingan", he found the attack trajectory of the two "Giant slaves" and then evaded. "
The spiritual, mysterious, and unfathomable supreme "Ruler's Dharma Idol" stood behind him motionlessly.
A black shadow flashed in the "blind area" in the distance. "… This" human boy "is extraordinary. I have a feeling that I can't do anything to him."
Time passed by minute by minute.
After half a day, in the "Hell Duel Arena", there were only less than a hundred slaves left.
In other words, if nine out of ten of these people died, this "Slaughter Melee" would be completed.
But the later the stage, the more the survivors didn't want to die. Everyone wanted to live, which originated from the survival instinct.
On the other hand, the slaves standing in the "Hell Duel Arena" have all experienced slaughter and hundreds of battles.
En.
Suddenly, the slaves of different shapes and sizes cast their gaze.
What's going on?
Those two "Giant slaves" are too useless. They joined forces to deal with a "human slave" and wasted so much time without success.
And they didn't even hurt the hair of the "human slave".
"Huff … huff." He was panting like a bull. Most of his anger had dissipated during this long delay.
The two "Giant slaves" looked at each other. "You human … shameless thing, we won't forgive you."
The familiar white clothes, the familiar handsome face.
Qin Tian landed lightly on the ground and shook his shoulders. "I can't help it. I don't want to fight with you. It's too much of a waste of energy. Don't you think so?"
No.
The two "Giant slaves" shouted in unison.
"… Don't waste my time. Hurry up and kill! Only the strongest slave is left. We'll proceed to the next stage. "
An arrogant, cold, and ear-piercing voice floated over from a VIP room in the distance.
This wasn't the "VIP room" where the "Beastman Princess" was …
Qin Tian glanced over and heard the discussion.
It was the "Eighth Prince of the Beast Emperor Planet".
The "Eighth Prince" of the Beastman Royal Family loved to come to the "Hell Duel Arena" to watch the killing duels.
It was said that he had roped in a large number of terrifying slaves. One of them was a "Slave King", a powerhouse in the "Sovereign Realm".
However, a "slave" of that level wouldn't easily enter the arena. The "Slave King" would only appear in the "Hell Banquet" once a year.
Thinking about it, the "Hell Banquet" would be held in a month.
Hahaha, at that time, all the princes of the "imperial family" would send out their strongest "slaves" to compete. The person who obtained the title of the strongest "Slave King" would not only obtain freedom, but the master of the "Slave King" would also receive generous rewards.
… Slave King … title? The annual "Hell Banquet".
There are so many tricks up their sleeves. Qin Tian's gaze was indifferent as he smiled.
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