Douluo's first sword

Chapter 462 Hell Arena 【Please subscribe for monthly ticket】

Star Luo Empire!

In the imperial city, Fang Xuan and Tang San restrained their aura, concealed their divine power, and strolled in the imperial city of the Star Luo Empire like ordinary people.

"Fang Xuan, aren't we being too ostentatious like this, will people find out?!"

Walking on the street so ostentatiously, Tang San was a little worried, the current Star Luo Empire was Agareth's territory, if they were discovered by those god-level powerhouses, they wouldn't even think about coming out again.

"Don't worry, I have a plan!"

Fang Xuan smiled confidently, and wandered around the enemy's lair without any panic, as if he was on a tourist trip.

An hour later, they walked around more than half of the imperial city and found out everything about the current situation of the Star Luo Empire.

Dilapidated, depressed, miserable!

This is the most intuitive feeling given to Fang Xuan and Tang San in the current Star Luo Empire.

Under the rule of Agares, a cruel and unkind tyrant, tens of millions of people became slaves. They worked day and night to build palaces for Agares, but they couldn't even eat enough, and many people were tired. Hungry and exhausted.

After exhausting a group of peasants to death, Agares continued to send people to forcibly recruit tens of thousands of people. Anyway, in his eyes, these people were not human beings, but animals and slaves.

Looking around, there are ragged clothes everywhere, beggars begging along the street, some of them are children, but the long street is in a depression, there is not even a shop, and the surroundings are full of dilapidated and dilapidated houses , a scene of poverty and depression.

Even the most prosperous imperial city of the Star Luo Empire has turned into such a dilapidated scene, and the situation of other places can be imagined.

"Big brother, I'm so hungry!"

At this time, a little girl with braids came running over, with a dirty little face, holding a broken bowl, and came to beg in front of Fang Xuan: "I haven't eaten for two days, I'm so hungry, so hungry." , big brother, can you give me a steamed bun? Half a bun is fine too."

Fang Xuan felt a little sad when he heard it, and exchanged a glance with Tang San beside him, both of them sighed helplessly, the life of the people of the Star Luo Empire is really miserable now, even such a small child came out begging.

With a flip of his palm, he took out a big white steamed bun and a chicken leg from the soul guide, and handed them to the little girl with a smile, saying, "You're starving, eat quickly."

"Steamed buns, chicken legs."

The little girl rubbed her eyes vigorously, and she couldn't believe what she saw. She hadn't eaten meat for almost half a year, and she hadn't seen steamed buns for several months. All these days, she ate some coarse grains and Grass roots to sustain life.

Now, when she saw the snow-white steamed buns and the yellow-orange chicken legs, she burst into tears. She quickly took the food and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Thank you...you, big...brother!"

The little girl desperately gnawed on the steamed buns and chicken legs, stuffing her mouth full, and kept thanking Fang Xuan.

"It's so pathetic."

Tang San felt sad for a while, the Star Luo Empire, which used to be full of flowers and bustling with traffic, has now declined to such a state that even seven or eight-year-old children can't afford to eat, so they come out to beg.

At this time, many beggars around smelled the smell of meat, and they all gathered around, begging for food from Fang Xuan and Tang San.

"Good people, give me something to eat!"

"My mother is dying, please give me a steamed bun."

"Give some charity..."

Seeing this, Fang Xuan and Tang San looked at each other, quickly took out all the hundreds of catties of food stored in the soul guide, distributed them to everyone, and then quickly left the street with the little girl .

"Little sister, what's your name?" Fang Xuan asked.

"Jingjing." The dirty little girl said.

"Where did all your family members go, why did you come out to beg alone?" Tang San asked.

"family?!"

Upon hearing this, Jingjing burst into tears again, and cried loudly: "My father and elder brother were both taken away."

"Abducted? Could it be that he was arrested to repair the palace?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

"No, I was caught and sent to the Hell Arena."

Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart thumped, and his expression was a bit ugly. If Jingjing's family members were arrested and used as coolies to build the palace, then maybe they could be saved.

But if caught in the Hell Arena, it is basically impossible to survive.

Those who enter the arena of hell, no one can come out alive, that is the real hell!
"Fang Xuan, what should we do?" Tang San looked at Fang Xuan, asking the latter's next plan.

"I have long heard that the Hell Arena built by Agares is extremely bloody and cruel. I just went to have a break today!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were sharp, and he took Jingjing's little hand and walked quickly to the arena of hell.

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Hell Arena!
Located in the central area of ​​the imperial city, the building is magnificent and has a fierce reputation, making countless people in awe. What is different from ordinary fighting arenas is the way of fighting in this hell arena.

Instead of having soul masters of the same level engage in life-and-death duels, but letting people fight beasts, and even siblings, friends and relatives fight each other, it can be described as cruel enough to make people heinous.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

As soon as he entered the arena, Fang Xuan heard the deafening roar, full of rage and ferocity, rising and falling from all directions.

On the oval-shaped arena, there are hundreds of platinum thrones, shining with silver light, and they are located in the auditorium around the arena. These are obviously not seats for ordinary spectators, but exclusive seats for those foreign gods. .

In the hell arena, ordinary people and even soul masters are just prisoners who perform killing, and only gods are the audience who can watch the battle.

And directly above, on the five-foot-high platform, sits an incomparably bright purple-gold throne, which belongs to Agares, but now, this seat is empty, and Agares is not present today.

On the surrounding silver thrones, there were only about a dozen gods sitting here and there, and those god-level powerhouses were not all there, so they probably went to other places for entertainment.

In the center of the arena, there are ten huge arenas, all of which are made of marble and are extremely sturdy. At this moment, ten bloody arenas are going on at the same time, and the dozen or so gods are all watching with gusto.

In the first arena, a couple who are in a life and death duel are in love. The two couples who love each other are like enemies at this moment.

"Kill! Kill as much as you want!"

A deity with bull horns on its head sat on the silver throne, arms folded, watching the fighting in the arena indifferently, with a sarcasm on the corner of its mouth, and sneered: "You two used to be husband and wife, but in the wrestling The field has become an enemy, and only by killing the opponent can you walk out of the arena alive, remember, if any of you dare to show mercy, I will tear your two children to pieces!"

Hearing this, the bodies of the couple who were fighting in the arena trembled in vain, all showing looks of despair.

"Brother Tian! I have no choice..."

The woman shed tears and waved the long sword in her hand cruelly, cutting off the man's arm with one sword, and blood gushed out.

The ox-horned spirit took their children as hostages and forced them to fight to the death. If the two sent out love to each other, and it was discovered, all three of their family would be killed by the ox-horned spirit.

So at this moment, they can only make up their minds and launch an attack with the determination to kill each other. Only in this way, the one who survived can bring their child out of this hell alive.

"what!"

The man's face was contorted, and he was mad with pain. His eyes gradually turned bloody, and when he looked at the woman across from him, a look of determination gradually appeared in his eyes. He swung the long knife in his hand and pierced through the woman's heart.

"Hong'er, I'm sorry..."

He knelt down in front of the woman and burst into tears. He didn't dare to hold back any hand in front of the horned god, otherwise he would be seen and they would all die. He could only use his best to kill his wife , in order to leave alive with their children.

"Hmph, it's so boring, I'll die after just two hits." The bull-horned god curled his lips, obviously feeling that the duel was not very enjoyable.

"Lord God, I have already killed my wife and won the duel. Please abide by the agreement and return the child to me!" The man wiped away his tears and looked at the horned god.

"Forehead?"

The horned god was slightly taken aback, suddenly thought of something, and smiled at the man: "I'm sorry, I forgot, your children are crying all day long, making me restless, so this morning, I accidentally photographed him died."

"What?! You bastard, devil! I'll fight you!"

The man's eyes were shattered, and he was so angry that he carried the knife like a horned god to kill, wanting to avenge his dead wife and children.

"Hmph, mere ants, you can't control yourself!"

The horned god snorted coldly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he waved his big hand, and the long knife that was coming at him was broken inch by inch, and even the man was torn into pieces, and died tragically on the spot.

This is the arena of hell, there are no rules and justice, these gods are the only masters, let you live and die, let you die and die!
"Damn it, actually instigating a couple to engage in a cruel duel, what do these beasts think of people?! Slaves?!"

In a remote corner of the arena, Fang Xuan and Tang San were all furious when they saw this cruel scene, and almost rushed out to destroy the bull-horned god on the spot.

Using a child as a hostage to force a loving couple into a life-and-death duel is simply an act that is worse than a pig or a dog. This bull-horned god has already been sentenced to death by Fang Xuan.

Even the twelve surrounding gods who were admiring other duels must die!

However, he did not act in a hurry, but patiently helped Jingjing to find her relatives.

"Jingjing, do you see that is your father?" Fang Xuan lifted Jingjing up so that the little girl could see what was going on in the arena and look for her relatives.

After a while, Jingjing raised her little hand, pointed to the third arena, and said excitedly: "Big brother, I saw it, my father and brother are there!"

Following Jingjing's direction, Fang Xuan immediately found two men fighting in the third ring, one was a white-haired old man who was nearly fifty years old, and the other was a young man in his twenties.

Both of them are ordinary people, without any fluctuations in their soul power, but they each hold a sharp blade and are constantly fighting.

"Son, don't show mercy, kill me quickly, you can live if you kill me!" The white-haired old man yelled anxiously at the young man while attacking with a sharp blade.

"No! Father, I have no mother since I was a child. You brought me up alone. How could I hurt you!" With tears in his eyes, the young man kept backing away, unable to bear to fight his father.

"Don't be a woman, hurry up and kill me! That god is watching, if you let him see that you are lenient, then both of us will die!"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man showed determination in his eyes, and rushed forward quickly, using his chest, slammed into the young man's sharp blade fiercely: "After I die, Jingjing will ask you to take care of me, you brothers and sisters The two of you must live a good life..."

"Do not--"

Seeing this scene, the young man was distraught, and tried his best to dodge aside, deflecting the trajectory of the sharp blade, avoiding the white-haired old man narrowly and narrowly, without hurting his father.

"Son, you are so confused!" the white-haired old man sighed.

"Father, there is nothing to be afraid of. If we die, we will die together!" The young man showed a firm look on his face, and firmly held his father's hand.

"Cut! A group of lowly mortals, what are you doing? What a waste of my time!"

Seeing this scene, the silver-armored spirit suddenly became furious, and stretched out his big hand, covering the sky and the sun, fiercely, and fiercely slapped the father and son in the third ring.

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, a scarlet sword light came through the air, directly cutting off the arm of the silver-armored god, and the blood of the god spilled into the sky.

"Ah! Damn it, who?!"

With one arm cut off suddenly, the silver-armored god let out a scream, his eyes spewed fire, and he was extremely angry. He quickly scanned the surroundings of the arena, and soon found Fang Xuan holding the demon sword in a corner, and gritted his teeth: " Did you do it?!"

"What about me?!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, walked in the air, held the knife, and walked towards the silver-armored god step by step: "You deceived them to be mortals, and they have no power to restrain a chicken, but don't forget, you also came from a person who didn't have anything. A mortal with soul power, who has cultivated step by step to this day, what right do you have to abuse a mortal?!"

"Hehe, it's extremely ridiculous. This seat is a god, supreme and in control of everything. Killing a few mortals is nothing, it's not worth mentioning." The silver-armored god sneered, full of disdain for Fang Xuan.

"Oh, if that's the case, it's fine if I kill you today!"

The moment the voice fell, Fang Xuan broke out with all his strength, swung the demon-killing knife, and chopped the silver-armored god with a single stroke, causing blood to fly and blood to splatter.

"Where did you come from a brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, but came to my arena to play wild, I think you are tired of working!"

Seeing that one of his companions was killed, the horned god suddenly became furious, turned into a stream of black light, and charged at Fang Xuan aggressively.

However, before he could walk in front of Fang Xuan, he was cut in half by the demon knife, and the terrifying killing knife energy crazily devoured his divine body.

"Do not……"

Accompanied by a scream, the horned god was smashed to pieces, bleeding on the spot.

"Damn it, brothers, let's go together and get rid of this guy!"

At the same time, the surrounding foreign gods rose up one after another, and all rushed towards Fang Xuan.

"This kind of evil place shouldn't exist at all, so destroy it!"

Fang Xuan was furious, and directly entered the realm of the unity of human and sword, destroying all the gods of foreign lands, including the arena.

(End of this chapter)