Chapter 50 Slaughter and Killing City
“It’s been a month, and the hundredth killing field in hell is still not good?”
Qian Renhan put away his martial spirit and murmured, half a year ago He has completed 90 games in the Hell Killing Fields, but after half a year of matching, he only played nine games. Even in each new game, the opponent he faces cannot participate in the Hell Killing Fields five times less than himself. times, but with the urinary nature of the King of Killing, he will definitely randomly send some people who have not reached the number of wins but are very strong to play.
Because if the last game is fielded by ten killers who have won more than 94 games, then the number of people who died in them may not be that many in the entire Killing City.
"Could it be that the King of Slaughter didn't let me go on purpose?"
After thinking about it, Qian Renhan stood up slowly and narrowed his eyes slightly. He no longer has much interest. He just wants to go to the end of Hell Road to swallow the murderous aura of the waves there, and these little shrimps in the Killing City are no longer to his taste. Since the King of Killing won't let him go, then he will kill all the little shrimps. All the shrimps are chopped, and the quantity of small shrimps is large enough to fill your stomach.
The Killing Fields of Hell, as usual, the auditorium is full of spectators, and countless fallen people outside the Killing Fields are waiting for the exhausted and scarred winner of the Killing Fields to come out, so as to take advantage of the opponent's weakness Get rid of this potential enemy.
At this moment, a black light flashed, and a dark figure with six wings on his back stood silently on the roof of the building in the Hell Killing Fields. His arrival set off a gust of wind.
A fallen person murmured: "Sword Demon, it's Sword Demon, why is he here? Is he preparing to participate in a hundred hell killing fields? But why didn't I receive the message?"
Watching 100 games in the Killing Fields of Hell is a rare opportunity for the fallen in the City of Killing, because after winning 100 games in the Killing Fields, the idol of everyone in the City of Killing, the king of everyone, the King of Killing Will appear, who among these degenerates doesn’t want to see the King of Slaughter.
The Dark God of Death realm opened, and six soul rings of purple, purple, black, and black appeared. The fifth soul ring lit up, and a holy sword transformed from pure dark soul power appeared in Qian Renhan's hand.
Qian Renhan looked at all the fallen people below who were stunned because he activated his martial soul, showed off his soul skills, and used his soul skills, and said indifferently: "Everyone, go to hell."
< br>A black sword light slashed down, and a gully dozens of meters long suddenly appeared on the ground. There was also faint black and subtle red energy surging in the ravine. The black energy was the fallen angel's soul power that had not been emitted. The subtle red energy is Qian Renhan's killing sword intention.
One after another astonishing sword energy slashed down, and the entire killing city trembled in an instant, and the number of fallen dead and wounded soared at an alarming rate.
In a black castle, there is that dark and spacious room again. The King of Slaughter is holding Huangquan Dew and sitting lazily on the throne. His face is full of enjoyment. There is another person under him. The pretty woman knelt in front of him, her head lowered and she didn't know what she was doing.
At this time, a girl in black gauze ran in in a panic, "Oh no, something bad has happened, great king!"
"Noisy!"
The good thing was affected. The King of Slaughter suddenly opened his eyes. Two blood-red rays of light had spit out from his eyes. The surrounding air became obviously thicker. The strong smell of blood spread everywhere. The fair-skinned girl in black gauze ran in. Two blood marks were suddenly drawn on his neck, and he began to tremble violently.
The woman kneeling in front of the King of Slaughter was not affected at all and continued to do her own thing.
The King of Slaughter held his head with one hand, his blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and said coldly: "What are you doing in a hurry? Do you think that just because I love you, you can be unscrupulous?"
The girl in black gauze knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Great King, the Sword Demon is now massacring in the city of killing." The King of Slaughter frowned, "Why is that guy so crazy? Let him kill, and you can't use soul skills. Domain How many people can be killed within a few tens of meters under the suppression of the Killing City?"
The girl in black gauze said quickly: "No, great king, the sword demon is able to do it for some reason. Using soul skills, the area of the territory expanded to hundreds of meters, and countless thousands of fallen people died in his hands."
"What?" The King of Slaughter didn't believe it. The most powerful killing area in the world. What field is qualified to fight against? The God of Death field can only use soul skills because it is a degraded version of the Killing field.
The King of Killing closed his eyes to perceive the situation in the Killing City. In just a moment, he leaned forward and stood up. The maid kneeling in front of him immediately started coughing loudly, but the Killing King The king paid no attention to her.
"Sword Demon, how dare you do this! How is he not restricted by the City of Slaughter!"
The King of Slaughter saw that Qian Renhan had the ability to use the dark realm to pull and manipulate the evil heart. , attracting the degenerates watching the show in the killing fields of hell, the degenerates staying at home, and the degenerates discussing life in the streets and alleys towards his location, and then used a huge black sword that was eighty meters long and thirty wide to all obliterate.
"Great king, hurry up and suppress the sword demon, otherwise the entire city of killing will be destroyed by him."
Two maids, one on the left and one on the right, rushed to the side of the killing king. , knelt down to help the King of Slaughter organize his clothes.
Then a pair of naked eyes appeared behind the King of Slaughter and turned into a ball of bloody meteors that rushed towards Qian Renhan's location.
At this moment, the inner city of the Killing City was full of corpses. A huge eight-winged fallen angel was really wielding its sword in mid-air and continued to kill. The aura around the fallen angel changed from four points black and one point red to seven points black and three points. Dividends.
“Death!”
Qian Renhan held an eighty-meter-long giant sword and slashed at the dozens of fallen people lined up at his feet with empty eyes.
At the critical moment, a blood-red figure with a pair of fleshy wings suddenly arrived, and his hands covered with hard scales like steel and iron bones firmly grasped Qian Renhan's dark holy sword, scarlet A black-red realm filled with evil murderous intent opened up from his body, pushing back Qian Renhan's dark God of Death realm, and the bewitched fallen man below regained consciousness.
But this awakening has changed from worshiping Qian Renhan to worshiping the King of Slaughter.
"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."
The fallen who regained consciousness, when they saw the bloody figure that suddenly appeared, let out a loud shout. , with deep fanaticism.
The king of killing, he is Tang Chen.
Qian Renhan frowned slightly, looking at the tall and thin man with pale skin, no muscles, blood-red eyes, and long blood-red hair, Bu Jing murmured: "Why? It has become like this. How much torture has this body experienced?”
(End of this chapter)