Chapter 462 Hell Arena [Please subscribe and vote monthly]

Star Luo Empire!

In the imperial city, Fang Xuan and Tang San restrained their auras, hid their divine power, and walked around the imperial city of the Star Luo Empire like ordinary people.

"Fang Xuan, are we too ostentatious like this? Will we be discovered?!"

Walking on the street so ostentatiously, Tang San was a little worried. The Star Luo Empire was now Agares's territory. If those god-level experts discovered it, they would never come 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 had visited most of the imperial city and had a clear understanding of the current situation of the Star Luo Empire.

Ruined, depressed, miserable!

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

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

After exhausting a group of civilians to death, Agares continued to send people to forcibly recruit hundreds of thousands of people. In his eyes, these people were not human beings, but animals and slaves.

Looking around, there are rags and beggars everywhere, some of them are children, begging along the street. The long street is in a state of 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 in the Star Luo Empire has turned into this dilapidated scene, and one can imagine the situation in other places.

"Brother, I'm so hungry!"

At this time, a little girl with pigtails ran over, with a dirty little face, carrying a broken bowl, and came to Fang Xuan to beg: "I haven't eaten for two days, I'm so hungry." , Big brother, can you give me a steamed bun to eat? Half of it is fine."

Fang Xuan felt a little sad when he heard that, and looked at Tang San next to him. Both of them sighed helplessly. The people of the Star Luo Empire were living in such a miserable state now that even such a young child was out. Begged.

He flipped his palm and took out a big white steamed bun and a chicken drumstick from the soul guide. He handed it to the little girl with a smile and said, "You must be hungry. Eat quickly."

"Steamed buns, chicken legs."

The little girl rubbed her eyes vigorously. 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. During these times, she had only eaten whole grains and Grassroots to sustain life.

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

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

The little girl was munching on steamed buns and chicken drumsticks, stuffing her mouth full, and kept thanking Fang Xuan.

"So pathetic."

Tang San felt sad for a while. The Xingluo Empire, which was once full of flowers and bustling with traffic, had now declined to such a state that even seven or eight-year-old children could not afford to eat and came out to beg.

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

"Good people, give us something to eat!"

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

"Please give me some charity..."

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

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

"Jingjing." said the dirty little girl.

"Where have your family members gone? Why are you out begging alone?" Tang San asked.

"family?!"

Upon hearing this, Jingjing's tears fell again and she cried loudly: "My father and brother were both taken away."

"Arrested? Could it be that he was arrested to build a palace?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

"No, he was caught and taken to the Hell Arena."

Hearing this, Fang Xuan felt a thump in his heart and looked a little ugly. If Jingjing's family was captured and used as coolies to build the palace, then maybe they could still be saved.

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

No one who enters the hell arena can come out alive. That is the real hell!

"Fang Xuan, what should we do?" Tang San looked at Fang Xuan and asked the latter's next plan.

"I have long heard about the hell arena built by Agares. It is extremely bloody and cruel. I just want to try it today!"

Fang Xuan had sharp eyes, took Jingjing's little hand, and walked quickly towards the Hell Arena.

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Hell's Arena!

Located in the center of the imperial city, it has magnificent architecture and a ferocious reputation that makes countless people awe. What is different from ordinary spirit arenas is the fighting style of this hell arena.

Instead of letting soul masters of the same level engage in a life-and-death duel, people and beasts, and even siblings, friends and relatives, are allowed to fight against each other. It can be said to be so cruel that it is outrageous.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

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

The oval arena has hundreds of platinum thrones, shining with silver light. They are located in the auditoriums around the arena. These are obviously not seats for ordinary audiences, but seats exclusive to gods from other lands. .

In the Hell Arena, ordinary people and even soul masters are just prisoners performing killings. Only gods are the audience who can watch the battle.

Directly above, on a five-foot-high platform, sits a brilliant purple and gold throne. That is the seat that belongs to Agares, but now, this seat is empty. Agares is not present today.

There were only about a dozen gods sitting on the surrounding Silver Thrones. Those god-level experts were not present either. They probably went somewhere else to have fun.

In the center of the arena, there were ten huge arenas built, all made of marble and extremely solid. At this moment, ten bloody gladiatorial fights were going on at the same time, and the dozen gods were all watching with great interest.

In the first arena, a pair of loving couples were engaged in a life-and-death duel. The two loving couples were now like enemies, fighting to the death in the arena with blood and flesh splattering.

"Kill! Kill as much as you like!"

A god with horns on his head sat on the silver throne, folded his arms, and watched the fighting in the ring indifferently. With a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, he sneered: "You two were once husband and wife, but in the gladiatorial battle We have become enemies on the field, and you can only walk out of the hell arena alive by killing each other. Remember, if any of you dare to show mercy, I will cut your two children into pieces!"

Hearing these words, the bodies of the couple who were fighting in the ring trembled in vain, and they all showed expressions of despair.

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

The woman shed tears and swung the long sword in her hand cruelly. She cut off the man's arm with one blow, causing blood to flow.

The horned god used their children as hostages and forced them to engage in a life-and-death duel. If the two of them were in love with each other and were found out, the three of them would be killed by the horned god.

So at this moment, they can only be ruthless and attack with the determination to kill each other. Only in this way can the surviving person take their child and leave this hell alive.

"ah!"

The man's face was twisted and he was crazy with pain. His eyes were gradually stained with blood. He looked at the woman opposite, and a touch of determination gradually appeared in his eyes. He waved the long knife in his hand and penetrated the woman's heart.

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

He knelt down in front of the woman and cried loudly. In front of the horned god, he did not dare to hold anything back, otherwise they would all die if they were seen. He could only use all his strength to kill his wife. , so that they can leave alive with their children.

"Hmph, it's so boring. You'll die in just two strokes." The horned god curled his lips, obviously feeling that this duel was not very enjoyable.

"Lord God, I have 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 stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and smiled at the man: "I'm sorry, I forgot. Your child has been crying and crying all day long, making me uneasy, so this morning, I accidentally photographed him. died."

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

The man's eyes were split open and he was extremely angry. He held the knife like a horned god and killed him, wanting to avenge his dead wife and children.

"Humph, you're just an ant, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"

The horned god snorted coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm. He waved his hand, and the long knife that was coming towards him immediately broke inch by inch, and the man along with him was torn into pieces and died tragically on the spot.

This is the hell arena. There are no rules or justice. These gods are the only masters. They let you live or die!

"Damn it, they actually instigated a couple to engage in a cruel duel. What do these beasts think of people?! Slaves?!"

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

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

Together with the twelve surrounding gods who were enjoying the other duels, they all had to die!

However, he did not rush to take action, but patiently helped Jingjing find her relatives.

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

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

Following Jingjing's direction, Fang Xuan immediately spotted two men fighting on the third stage. One was a white-haired old man in his late fifties, and the other was a young man in his twenties.

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

"Child, don't show mercy. Kill me quickly. If you kill me, you can live!" The white-haired old man attacked with a sharp blade and shouted anxiously at the young man.

"No! Father, I have lost my mother since I was a child. You brought me up. How can I hurt you!" With tears in his eyes, the young man kept retreating, unable to bear to fight against his father.

"Don't be merciful, hurry up and kill me! The god is watching from the side. If he sees you showing mercy, then both of us will die!"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man showed a trace of determination in his eyes, rushed forward quickly, and used his chest to slam into the young man's sharp blade: "After I die, Jingjing will be entrusted to you to take care of you, brother and sister." We both need to live well..."

"No--"

Seeing this scene, the young man was heartbroken and tried his best to dodge to the side, deflecting the trajectory of the sharp blade. He narrowly avoided the white-haired old man and did not hurt his father.

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

"Father, there is nothing to be afraid of. Let's die together!" The young man had a firm look on his face and held his father's hand hard.

"Tch! What are you doing, a group of despicable mortals? What a waste of my time!"

Seeing this scene, the silver-armored god suddenly became furious. He suddenly stretched out his big hand, blocking out the sky and the sun, 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 divine blood spilled into the sky.

"Ah! Damn, who?!"

Suddenly having an arm cut off, the silver-armored god screamed, his eyes spitting fire, extremely angry, he quickly scanned around the arena, and quickly found Fang Xuan in a corner holding a demon knife, gritted his teeth and said: " Did you do it?!”

"So what if it's me?!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, walked through the air, held the knife, and walked towards the silver-armored god step by step: "You are pretending that they are mortals and have no power to tie a chicken, but don't forget, you have never been a person without any power. A mortal with soul power has cultivated step by step until today, what qualifications do you have to abuse a mortal?!"

"Haha, that's ridiculous. I am a god. I am supreme and control 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, then it won't be a problem if I kill you today!"

The moment the words fell, Fang Xuan exploded with all his strength, swung the demon-killing knife, and chopped the silver-armored god with one strike, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

"Where did this brat from nowhere come to my arena to act wild? I think you are tired of living!"

Seeing one of his companions being killed, Niujiao Shenlin suddenly became furious, turned into a black stream of light, and killed Fang Xuan menacingly.

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

"No……"

Along with a scream, the horned god was shattered into pieces and bleeding on the spot.

"Damn it, brothers, come together and deal with this guy!"

At the same time, the foreign gods all around rose up one after another, and they all attacked Fang Xuan.

"Such a sinful place shouldn't exist at all. Destroy it!"

Fang Xuan was so angry that he directly entered the realm where man and sword merged into one. He destroyed all the foreign gods and the arena together with one sword.