This person with the title Douluo was still immersed in the shock brought by Long Zhanye.
Suddenly, the mutation Regeneration!
His body stiffened suddenly, and his face instantly turned from pale to a strange green-black color.
Immediately, he covered his chest and let out a painful groan.
Immediately afterwards.
With a "Wow" sound, a large mouthful of black blood as thick as ink spurted out!
After the mouthful of black blood spurted out, his breath rapidly declined like a river bursting its banks.
What's even more shocking is.
The area around the two wounds on his back turned black and swollen.
And spread to all directions, forming large areas of necrosis!
The black lines spread under his skin like poisonous snakes, looking extremely terrifying!
"Poison... is this... poison?!" Title Douluo looked down at the black blood he spit out.
He twisted his neck with difficulty again, trying to see clearly what was happening on his back, his eyes filled with shock, anger and disbelief.
Immediately.
He seemed to have thought of something and turned his head sharply.
Those furious eyes were fixed on the Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo "corpse" that fell on the ground!
"It was you... you gave the poison?! On your knife?!"
The voice titled Douluo is hoarse and cracked, full of deep-seated hatred and unwillingness.
He remembered that Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo precise blow when he was stabbed in the back.
It turns out that the real killing move is not physical damage, but the poison smeared on the blade!
"I... I can't die... I've obviously... reached the end..."
Title Douluo's body was shaking violently, and toxins were eroding his internal organs crazily.
Life force is passing quickly.
He tried hard to stabilize his body and raised his arms, as if he wanted to make a final struggle.
However, Soul Power in the body has been completely disrupted and eroded by the poison, and cannot condense at all.
Plop!
He finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to one knee, making a dull sound when his knee hit the ground.
Immediately afterwards.
The other leg was unable to support him, and he suddenly fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Hoo... ho..." He made a vague ho ho sound in his throat.
Black blood kept pouring out of his mouth and nose, soaking the ground.
Those eyes that were once so fierce and looked down upon the whole audience.
This moment is filled with endless unwillingness, resentment and despair.
His pupils gradually dilated and dilated, and finally he completely lost all energy and became motionless.
Slaughter City has been with Slaughter City for more than 40 years, shouldering the mission of reviving the family.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, with the title Douluo, who was just one step away from Yum!, actually fell to the poison in such an aggrieved way!
Saw this sudden and dramatic scene.
Long Zhanye was panting heavily and extremely weak.
Not only did he not feel happy at all, but he suddenly sank and his face became even more ugly!
Poison?!
Then Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo's knife is poisonous?!
Looking at the tragic situation where the account number Douluo was poisoned and died, I...
I was also stabbed in the chest by Soul Douluo just now.
Could it be that... I was also poisoned?!
This thought made him hurriedly lower his head, regardless of his weakness, and carefully examine the wound on his chest.
The skin and flesh of the wound are rolled, and the blood flow has slowed down, but the color seems...
Slightly darker than normal blood?
There is also a faint numbness on the edge of the skin?
Is it an illusion of excessive blood loss, or...
Just when he was wondering and trying to run Soul Power to see if there were any toxins lurking in his body--
A cold, mocking and proud voice suddenly sounded in the field:
"Hehe... don't worry, kid. The dose of poison... is only enough to kill one person."
This sound... comes from that "corpse"!
Long Zhanye raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and looked at the source of the sound in disbelief!
I saw Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo, who was originally "dead" but was "identified" by Wind Sword Soul Saint.
At this moment, he actually... slowly and somewhat stiffly climbed up from the ground!
He dusted himself off and stretched his neck.
There was a soft "click" sound, but there was no trace of life on his face?
Although his face is a little pale, his aura is much weaker than in his heyday.
But the viciousness, cunning and pride in his eyes were even brighter than before!
Although the wounds on his chest and body still exist, they are obviously not fatal, and may even be partially disguised!
He's been pretending to be dead?!
And he pretended to be so realistic that he was even fooled by close inspections and Long Zhanye's Double Pupil observations!
"You...!" Long Zhanye felt a storm in his heart.
This guy's scheming and forbearance are simply outrageous!
From the initial false alliance, to backstabbing and poisoning Douluo at the critical moment.
Later, he deliberately "missed" and was "repelled" or even "killed" by Long Zhanye.
Then the use of Wind Sword Soul Saint's "autopsy" and the poisonous attack of Douluo completely eliminated everyone's wariness...
All of these are linked together step by step, and all the strong men are under the control of one hand!
Just for this moment--
Seize the opportunity and become the final winner!
At this moment, it was when he was at his weakest!
Just now, in the realm of "Unity of Heaven and Man", although he blocked the blow of the banned number Douluo.
But it also almost completely drained the little Soul Power and sperm Divine Power he had left.
At this moment, he felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and he was shaky even while standing.
My brain was tingling and dizzy, and the pain in my chest wound became a little numb.
On the other hand, Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo, although it took a lot of energy, suffered some injuries.
But looking at the momentum with which he stood up and the sparkle in his eyes, he still retained at least 30% to 40% of his strength!
Another Wind Sword Soul Saint, who was seriously injured and dying, had died completely before the poison named Douluo was exposed.
At this moment.
In the center of the huge Hell Slaughter Arena, there were only two people left standing.
This time, Long Zhanye didn't even have the power to enter the "Unity of Heaven and Man" state.
"Ha... cough..." Long Zhanye gasped for air, his chest rising and falling violently.
He stared intently at the "hunter" who stood up again in front of him, with a trace of undisguised dejection in his eyes.
The Soul Douluo slowly walked to the Black Fiend Blade that he had dropped.
He bent down to pick it up, pointing the blade to the ground, and the dark evil aura lingered vaguely again.
He looked at Long Zhanye with a proud smile on his lips:
"Boy, now, you and I are the only ones left on the field."
"It's really unexpected... it will be me who finally reaches this point!!"
"Hahaha! What kind of title Douluo, what Holy Spirit Cult Enchantress, what kind of mysterious genius..."
"In the end, they are just stepping stones for me to reach the top!"
Long Zhanye gritted his teeth. "What a good method... What a good plan!!"
Soul Douluo laughed wildly, "Hahaha!"
"Boy, here at Slaughter City, strength and brains are everything!"
"I'm going to teach you the last lesson in life. Win with your own skills. Why should you care about the bullshit process and retribution?"
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, this has been the case since ancient times!"
He raised the Black Fiend Blade in his hand, pointing the tip of the knife at Long Zhanye.
A greedy and fanatical light burst out from his eyes. "Divine Slaughter's Domain, I'm here!"
"I am the fourth 'God of Slaughter' in this Slaughter City thousand years!
"No one... can stop me anymore!"
"Hahahahahaha!!!"
Crazy laughter echoed in the empty Slaughter Arena.
The audience in the stands seemed to be stimulated by this final reversal, and made even more chaotic and excited noises.
Black Fiend Blade Soul Douluo No more nonsense, holding the knife.
With the attitude of a winner and unabashed murderous intent, he approached Long Zhanye step by step.
Long Zhanye unknowingly retreated to the edge of the field, with no way to retreat.
He looked at the blade getting closer and closer, feeling the Soul Power and sperm Divine Power inside his body being empty, and his eyes gradually became hollow.
Could it be... that everything really ends here?