"Your authority? In my opinion, this is just a place full of blood and sin. Your authority is only based on violence and fear." Jiang Han retorted mercilessly.
"How dare you question my authority. Today, I will let you know that in the city of killing, no one can challenge my authority." The King of Slaughter roared angrily, exuding a powerful wave of soul power. .
Jiang Han felt the fluctuation of the killing king's soul power, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He knew that this man was very powerful and he had to deal with it carefully.
"Come on, let me see how capable you are." Jiang Han said.
The King of Slaughter did not speak any more. He flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Han in an instant. His fist struck Jiang Han with great force.
Jiang Han looked at the fist that was thrown at him, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes. He knew that this man was very powerful and he couldn't force it. As a result, he dodged and avoided the fist of the King of Slaughter.
The Slaughter King's fist hit the empty space, making a loud noise. He didn't stop at all and launched another attack on Jiang Han. His attacks were very fast and powerful, leaving Jiang Han overwhelmed.
Jiang Han avoided the Slaughter King's attack while looking for opportunities to counterattack. He knew that this man was very powerful and he had to find the opponent's weaknesses to have a chance to win.
Just when Jiang Han was avoiding the attack of the King of Slaughter, he suddenly discovered a detail. The King of Slaughter seemed to be hesitant and hesitant when attacking. There was also a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes.
Jiang Han's heart moved, and he seemed to understand something. He knew that the killing king in front of him was not the real Tang Chen, he was just a puppet controlled by God Shura. There is still a trace of humanity and conscience in his heart, but it is suppressed by the power of God Shura.
Jiang Han decided to use this opportunity to awaken the humanity and conscience in the King of Slaughter. While avoiding the attack of the King of Slaughter, he said loudly: "Tang Chen, do you remember Bo Saixi? Do you still remember the promise you made?"
Hearing Jiang Han's words, the Slaughter King's body shook slightly. There was a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes, as if he was remembering something.
"Tang Chen, you are the founder of the Haotian Sect, and you are one of the three ultimate Douluo in the world. You were once a hero, a strong man who was admired. You cannot be controlled by the Shura God, you have to find your way back. My own humanity and conscience," Jiang Han continued.
There was a trace of pain and struggle in the eyes of the Slaughter King. He seems to be trying hard to recall his past and to find his humanity and conscience.
At this moment, Jiang Han suddenly felt a powerful force emanating from the King of Slaughter. He knew that this was the awakening of humanity and conscience in the King of Slaughter. He must seize this opportunity to completely awaken the King of Slaughter.
Jiang Han's figure flashed and appeared in front of the King of Slaughter. A ball of golden light appeared in his hand, which was condensed from his soul power. He injected this golden light into the body of the King of Slaughter, hoping to help the King of Slaughter regain consciousness.
After the golden light entered the body of the Slaughter King, the Slaughter King's body trembled violently. There was a hint of pain and struggle in his eyes, but also a hint of hope and determination.
After a while, the Slaughter King's body stopped shaking. There was a trace of clarity and determination in his eyes. He looked at Jiang Han and said slowly: "Thank you for letting me find myself again."
Jiang Han looked at the King of Slaughter who had regained consciousness and felt relieved. He knew that this crisis was finally over.
"Tang Chen, you are awake now. What are you going to do?" Jiang Han asked.
The King of Slaughter looked at everything around him, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that he had done many wrong things during the time he was controlled by God Shura. He must take responsibility for his actions and the future of Killing City.
"I will leave here, find a quiet place, and practice again. I want to find my own strength, for the promise I once made, and for the lover in my heart." The King of Slaughter said.
"What about the Killing City? If you leave like this, what will happen to the people here?" Jiang Han asked.
The King of Slaughter looked at the people in the killing field of hell, and his heart was filled with guilt. He knew that during the time he was controlled by God Shura, he caused the people here to fall into endless fear and pain.
"I will hand over control of the Slaughter City to you. You are a capable and responsible person, and I believe you can lead the people here to the right path." The Slaughter King said.
Jiang Han looked at the King of Slaughter with surprise in his heart. He did not expect that the King of Slaughter would make such a decision.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to make the Killing City a better place." Jiang Han said.
The King of Slaughter nodded, then turned and left the hell killing field. His figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving behind a killing city full of hope and future.
Jiang Han looked at the back of the King of Slaughter as he left, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that although this crisis had passed, his mission had just begun. He must lead the people here to the right path and make the Killing City a place full of hope and future.
"Is this the King of Slaughter, the master of the City of Slaughter? After so many years, I finally saw him in person." "He is indeed the King of Slaughter. The sharp and rich murderous aura is far beyond what we can compare with."
"If the King of Slaughter gets into a fight with that person later, do you think we should go and help? It would be terrible if the King of Slaughter takes a fancy to him and becomes his confidant."< br>
"You can pull them down. Let's not talk about the existence of their level. Do they have any bullshit dignity of strong men? Even if you, a soul sect who can't even use soul skills, go up to help, what is the difference between you and an ant? ”
Everyone was talking one after another. They were full of awe of the King of Slaughter and full of expectations for the upcoming battle. At this time, the King of Slaughter was standing on the competition stage, staring at Jiang Han with cold eyes.
"Your Excellency first killed my guard and forced his way into my killing capital. Then he caused trouble in the Hell Killing Fields and killed three of my principals. In so many years, you are the first person who has not taken this king seriously." Killing. The king's voice was full of murderous intent. As soon as he finished speaking, a large red blood mist spread out with him as the center, and soon it enveloped the entire hell killing field. The air filled with blood mist was filled with crackling soul power explosions from time to time. In the blink of an eye, the Hell Killing Fields turned into a blood-red ocean, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
In the stands, the faces of everyone shrouded in blood mist instantly turned pale, and their bodies felt an inexplicable biting coldness. This is not a real temperature change, but the chill brought by the murderous aura. The purest killing energy quickly invaded their bodies. Every intrusion made them tremble. Bloodthirsty, killing, terror, and all kinds of negative atmospheres rise from the bottom of everyone's heart because of the blood mist.
"Is this the killing field of the King of Slaughter? How terrifying!"
"In his field, I can't even feel the slightest resistance. How many people did he kill to understand such a field?"
"Fortunately, this murderous intention is not directed at us, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sit here peacefully."
"My mind seems to have been affected by this field. It is a terrifying and enviable ability. It is no wonder that so many people are not afraid of death and go to hell. This is really not an ordinary temptation."
While everyone was frantically operating their soul power, trying their best to resist the invasion of murderous aura in the surrounding blood mist, they were full of awe at the killing domain of the King of Slaughter. At this time, Jiang Han had his hands folded in front of his chest and was still sitting calmly on the chair. His calm and calm appearance was not affected by the blood mist around him at all.
"Are you going to do it as soon as you come?" Jiang Han's voice was calm and steady, as if the killing king in front of him was not a formidable strong man, but just an ordinary opponent.
"What's there to say to a dying person?" The King of Slaughter's voice contained no emotion, only endless coldness and evil. After saying that, countless mysterious blood lines appeared on the skin of the Slaughter King, and a sword-shaped magic pattern penetrated between his forehead and eyebrows. Behind his back, a pair of huge blood-red wings sprouted out of thin air. With his wings waving, the King of Slaughter suddenly burst into blood, and in an instant he was in front of Jiang Han. Immediately afterwards, two claw-like hands with blood-red armor thrust straight into Jiang Han's chest. At the same time, a strong smell of blood suddenly spread from his body, which was nauseating.
Just when the Slaughter King's hands were about to touch Jiang Han, a golden halo appeared in front of him. Within the aperture, a silver metal fist appeared out of thin air. I saw that the metal fist was inexplicably coated with a layer of jet black as it faced the claws of the King of Slaughter. Boom! The metal fists blessed with armed domineering energy collided with the claws of the King of Slaughter, causing a loud noise. At the point of collision, countless dark gaps opened in the void. The aftermath of the terror spread, and the nearest wave of people in the stands bore the brunt. Before any of them could react, blood surged in their chests and blood spurted out from their mouths.
On the competition stage, under the violent collision, the metal fist that emerged out of thin air returned to the circle of light; as for the King of Slaughter, he was shaken and flew backwards. However, just when the King of Slaughter was about to hit the outer wall barrier, his wings swung backwards like sharp blades. After using the reverse thrust to stabilize his body, he leaned forward and swept towards Jiang Han again. This time, the King of Slaughter put away his hands, raised his left leg in a smooth movement, and with a red light full of evil aura, after avoiding the halo of light in front of Jiang Han, he dropped like a giant ax from the sky towards Jiang Han. Sweeping the head.
Facing another attack from the King of Slaughter, Jiang Han remained calm. Without even looking at the kick from the King of Slaughter, he pointed his finger like a sword. After drawing a graceful arc in the air, a sharp sword light struck out. Boom! There was another loud noise, the sword light intertwined with the blood-red light, and the sound of chi chi was endless. The attack was blocked again, and the King of Slaughter flapped his wings and landed at the original position, not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked at Jiang Han again with cold eyes, his brows furrowed, and it was not difficult to see a little more solemnity in his expression.
After two tentative attacks, he could be sure that the opponent's "soul power" was definitely not inferior to him; judging from the opponent's calm and calm appearance, his "soul power" was even higher than his.
"Why did the King of Slaughter stop? Is this man's strength really so terrifying? Can't even defeat the King of Slaughter?"
"Judging from the two collisions just now, the King of Slaughter does seem to be at a disadvantage. What is the origin of this person? He can actually defeat the King of Slaughter!"
"It's hard to say who is the winner now. After all, the previous attack on the King of Slaughter was purely using soul power. Here, his advantage is soul skills. Moreover, he has not even used his martial soul yet."
"Anyway, this man is destined to leave his name in the City of Killing forever. I just don't know what his purpose is and why he wants to cause trouble in the City of Killing."
Everyone in the stands took a deep breath after seeing the King of Slaughter fail in his two attacks, and looked at Jiang Han again with even more strange eyes. As for Tang San, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu and Oscar, there was only admiration in their eyes. The King of Slaughter was able to kill two titled Douluo. This strength was extremely terrifying without even thinking about it. But even for such a powerful being, he still can't get any benefits from his master. The opponent's so-called killing field that covers the entire hell killing field has no effect on them at all, and it is as if it does not exist. Just because when the blood mist spread to all around them, an inexplicable momentum surged out from their master's body, covering all their bodies and forcing the blood mist back.
At this time, the atmosphere on the competition stage was extremely tense. The King of Slaughter and Jiang Han were facing each other, and both sides were thinking about their next move. The King of Slaughter was filled with doubts. He didn't know who this suddenly appeared person was and why he was so powerful. Jiang Han, on the other hand, seemed particularly calm. He seemed to have already anticipated the outcome of this battle.
"Who are you? Why are you making trouble in the killing city?" The killing king finally couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Han smiled slightly and said slowly: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I came here to correct a mistake."
"Error? What error?" the King of Slaughter asked with a frown.
"You were controlled by God Shura, lost your mind, and became the King of Slaughter. Your existence has filled the city of killing with blood and sin. I am here to wake you up and let you find yourself again." Jiang Han's voice was firm and powerful. (End of chapter)