Chapter 378

"Shua Shua..."

The next few minutes became Qin Jian's personal show.

I saw the Wuhun sword flying in the field. In various strange rotation modes, it can reach a dead corner unexpectedly every time.

The next moment, Qin sword will appear and reap life.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

After a while, four people fell again in the field, leaving only three.

"Silver Dragon King! Silver Dragon King! Silver Dragon King! --"

The hell killing ground, which had been silent for a while, fell into fanaticism again.

Qin Jian didn't stop killing because there were only three people left.

He learned to chase after the victory without leaving any chance for his opponent in the killing field.

"Boom!"

But just as he poked at the penultimate degenerate, an accident happened.

The gun mang was suddenly isolated from his body by a blood storm. The man's eyes completely turned blood red at the moment. The whole man suddenly turned around, and a plasma covered hand fiercely took it out of Qin Jian's chest.

This surprised everyone and exceeded Qin Jian's expectation.

"Title Douluo?!"

Everyone felt the terrible pressure of the fallen man, and the whole audience was in an uproar.

"It's... Title Douluo..."

Qin Jian's whole consciousness was calling the police. The extreme sense of crisis pierced his soul and made him cold all over.

He didn't expect that there would be a title Douluo, and he didn't expect that the title Douluo would be so calm that he didn't reveal it until now.

If he had been exposed before, Qin Jian would still have a chance even if he fought hard.

Only now, it is an attack beyond the budget, which is difficult to deal with between lightning and flint.

"Qin Jian!"

Tang San and Hu Lina screamed almost at the same time.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the purple and gold fog suddenly appeared in the heart of Qin Jian's chest, which was dangerously blocked in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

He shot back, hit the wall on the side of the court, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Wow!"

But the scene made everyone stand up.

"Not dead..."

The title Douluo frowned and looked at his bloody hand, telling everyone's doubts.

Qin Jian beat the blood from the corners of his mouth hard, then stood up slowly, with some complex meaning in his eyes.

"I didn't expect to be saved by this spider king poison... Bibidong..."

Dao Dao's soul power and soul power were fed back by the silver dragon gun in his hand. At the same time, the tears of the sea in the eyebrows began to emit blue light to help Qin Jian recover.

"Qin Jian, the title Douluo's strength is about level 91. Although you can't use soul skills, it can still pose a fatal threat to you..."

Na'er's voice flowed in the bottom of her heart: "I suggest you use my power directly and kill him!"

"No!"

Qin Jian's eyes slowly turned purple: "I'll kill myself!"

The last one, something that has been hidden for so long, can finally be released unscrupulously.

Suddenly, the magic purple light diffused around him and suddenly enveloped the whole audience.

"Domain! This is domain! How can you have domain?!"

The audience hasn't reacted yet, but the title Douluo's face has changed greatly, distorted with jealousy: "even my title Douluo can't have the field. Why can you have it?"

"Wow!"

There was another uproar.

"What if there is a field? The absolute strength gap can't be made up! Die for me, Silver Dragon King!"

It seemed to be stimulated by Qin Jian. The title Douluo suddenly turned into a bloody figure and rushed up.

"Shua!"

But Qin Jian didn't even look at him. He threw his left Wuhun sword at will.

In the field, he can sense any changes around him. Now he knows where his opponent is even if he closes his eyes.

In this way, the biggest advantage of the title Douluo is weakened. Qin Jian has countless ways to avoid as long as he can sense the opponent's attack route.

Therefore, even if he can't give full play to the characteristics of love fog in a short time, his combat ability will be greatly increased after opening the field.

"Hiss!"

The next moment he grabbed the Wuhun sword, appeared behind another person and stabbed him as before.

When the title Douluo hit his eyes again, he followed suit and stabbed the last man through again.

So, only he and the title were left on the field.

"Shua Shua..."

In the field, Qin Jian's figure flickered continuously, and the title Douluo couldn't catch him at all.

"Can you just hide?!"

After a long attack, the title Douluo is close to madness.

"I'm curious..."

Qin Jian was still in the mood to speak while shifting his position: "as a title Douluo, it's very simple for you to have a position in the capital of killing. Why were you ordered to deal with me?"

This time, the nine people were obviously arranged, but they didn't appear voluntarily to stop.

"What's this to do with you? Die for me!"

There are almost no normal people in the capital of killing. Qin Jian hopes to get some words from him. It's as difficult as mother and daughter

"Let me die? You'd better try to catch me first..."

Qin Jian didn't mean to fight him hard at all. He has a silver dragon gun. Because he has just killed eight soul Douluo, there will be a steady stream of soul power feedback. Therefore, in terms of the ability of protracted war, it is not weak compared with the title Douluo, which can't use soul technology.

This consumption is two hours

The audience, who were originally highly nervous, were already drowsy.

I know that what represents the highest level of battle in hell's killing field, but it's too boring. The brain wants to sleep

The only thing that can make them feel the passage of time is that the fighting speed between Qin Jian and the title Douluo is decreasing, and it is obviously decreasing.

"Something's wrong. The title Douluo shouldn't exhaust his soul so quickly. It's supposed to take at least an hour." Tang San whispered on the sideline.

Hulina's expression was frozen: "so he was intentional. I don't know if Qin Jian noticed it."

"His speed is also slowly decreasing. It seems that he... Doesn't notice... Bad!"

Tang San's voice did not fall, and the situation in the field changed sharply.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The speed of the title duel doubled and appeared directly behind Qin Jian, who couldn't avoid it. A bloody blade wheel appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, it was like Qin Jian's right hand cutting down.

"Your gun... I took it!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Jian's face changed: "your target is my gun..."

Between lightning and flint, either no gun or no arm. Of course, Qin Jian is the choice... No gun

As soon as he released his hand, the blade wheel flew past him.

Of course, he kept his hand, and the silver dragon gun came out.

"Hahaha! The Silver Dragon King's powerful secret is in this gun! Now it's mine!"

The title Douluo couldn't wait to reach for the silver dragon gun.

At the same time, the Qin sword in front threw out the Wu soul sword again, and then appeared behind the title Douluo.

"Think I didn't guard against you?"

The title Douluo grabbed the silver dragon gun and threw it back to block the Wu soul sword inserted by Qin Jian.

"Ah!"

The sad cry spread all over the audience at the next moment