Chapter 220 You Can Go With Peace Of Mind

However, the King of Killing clearly felt that Zhao Ling used another field.

He still had no idea what that area was, and he had no idea what it was, so he felt very uneasy.

The most important thing is that I saw this guy using the third field more than three months ago. After using that field, a strange figure with a height of more than ten meters, wearing a black cloak and holding a sickle will appear.

No, this guy is too evil. The King of Killing feels that he has a high probability of losing the fight, so the best strategy is to run away.

So he tried his best to run towards the outside of the field, but his speed was limited by the ten times gravity field. It was obviously impossible for him to run at his peak speed, and he was even far slower than most Titled Douluo.

But what made him happy was that Zhao Ling did not try to stop him from escaping. This made him very confused. Since the other party wanted to kill him, why did he just watch him run away without chasing him?

Just as he was wondering, he found that his vision suddenly changed. The two people who were originally hundreds of meters behind him suddenly appeared in front of his vision, and they were getting closer and closer as he ran.

Eh... The King of Slaughter hurriedly tried to stop his steps, trying desperately to brake with his feet.

But he suddenly discovered that the ten times gravity on his body was rapidly decreasing, until he felt that he was in a state of weightlessness, making him unable to control his escape speed.

He rushed straight towards the two of them, and Zhao Ling clenched his fist and smashed it towards his face.

It felt like the King of Killing himself was running up to take Zhao Ling's punch.

"Bang..." The King of Killing suddenly felt himself being hit on the right cheek, and he flew backwards.

With Zhao Ling's current physique which was fifteen times that of a level 98 Super Douluo, this punch made the King of Slaughter feel that his right cheek was sunken.

What's even more annoying is that his body was originally in a state of losing gravity, and then the gravity was quickly strengthened to ten times, causing his body to fall heavily to the ground. The inertia of flying backwards caused his body to drag on the ground for hundreds of meters.

This caused his clothes to be torn into tatters, and blood even seeped out of his body, and even his face became a bloody mess.

The King of Slaughter struggled to get up from the ground. He reached out and touched his cheek, and found that his face was covered in blood. Then he raised his head and looked at the traces of his body dragging on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

That punch from this guy just now actually dragged himself for hundreds of meters on the ground in a field of ten times gravity. What kind of strength is this?

My own strength is already terrifying, but in front of this guy, it is nothing. Is this guy a freak?

Such a terrifying power also strangely possesses three domains, one of which is similar to the space type. If I want to escape, it may just be a luxury.

The King of Killing could only grit his teeth and instantly release his killing field, hoping to rely on the killing field to offset some of the effects of the sky net field and the gravity field.

The most important effect of the Killing Field is that it can prevent people within the field from using spirit ring skills. However, the Killing City itself already has this effect, so the effect of his use of the Killing Field is actually very limited.

So he released all his aura, and a hammer shape condensed in his palm. Soon a very huge red hammer appeared in his hand, but not long after, the red hammer turned into a giant blood-red sword more than two meters long.

Zhao Ling's eyes suddenly lit up. The Shura Sword finally appeared. If this guy didn't summon the Shura Sword, he really wouldn't be able to help but beat this guy to death.

The King of Slaughter gripped the sword tightly with both hands and was about to chop at Zhao Ling and the other man with the sword, but because of the ten times gravity, the Shura Sword, which weighed 100,000 pounds, now weighed 1 million pounds.

The King of Killing discovered that he could not lift the Shura Sword at all. Even if he used all his strength, he could not lift the Shura Sword even a little bit. The entire sword was deeply embedded in the mud due to gravity.

At this time, the King of Killing felt that he must be stupid. Knowing that the area was covered by a ten-fold gravity field, it was impossible for him to lift the Shura Sword.

Similarly, he certainly couldn't lift his own Clear Sky Hammer, so he tentatively released the huge red Clear Sky Hammer. As a result, the Clear Sky Hammer smashed heavily to the ground as soon as it appeared, and even the floor was shattered.

As the king of the City of Slaughter, he will not be affected by the prohibition of the City of Slaughter from releasing soul skills.

But all his soul skills are related to the Clear Sky Hammer. Now under the influence of the ten times gravity field, he can't even lift the Clear Sky Hammer, how can he release his soul skills? ? ?

So he could only rush towards Zhao Ling, waving his fists in anger.

And Zhao Ling, who has fifteen times the 98th level Super Douluo physique, is least afraid of fighting with bare hands. However, as a senior Lao Liu, how could he fight with the opponent with bare hands all the time?

Then he summoned out his Canglan Sword. Five years later, the original top-grade Xuan-level long sword had now been upgraded to a mid-grade Earth-level sword.

Facing Tang Chen who came with bare hands, Zhao Ling used the third move of Canglan Sword Technique, Endless Life.

Suddenly, the sword shadow rushed towards Tang Chen like a mighty and endless river, constantly eroding his whole body like a current.

The King of Slaughter looked in confusion at the countless sword shadows rushing towards him like a stream of water. He gradually felt his body being cut apart, as if he was being tortured. He could only resist in a desperate manner.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king that was parasitic on his back wanted to escape in fear, but as soon as it left his back, it was instantly broken into powder by countless sword lights, leaving no residue.

After the blood-red nine-headed bat king was no longer parasitic, the King of Killing, it should be said that Tang Chen, finally woke up.

However, under the endless sword shadow of the third level of Canglan Sword Art, he, who had just woken up, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His memory was digested in an instant, and he knew that he was not far from death. He hurriedly took out a small hammer from his arms and threw it to Zhao Ling.

"Sir, since you know my identity, can you help me with two things? One is to help me return this token to my Haotian Sect, and the other is to help me go to the Sea God Island..."

Without waiting for Tang Chen to finish his words, Zhao Ling sneered, took the Haotian Sect's token in his hand, and teased.

"This hammer is what Zhao wants. Besides, Xi'er is already my woman. She is pregnant with my child. You don't have to worry about her. Just go with peace of mind."