(1st Update)

"The new generation of killing gods, you have absorbed the great blood river before, and I haven't even settled accounts with you, now that you have come to the door and spoken wildly, then don't blame me for avenging the new and old hatreds together!"

As soon as the word "new" was spoken, the King of Slaughter turned into a blood light and fled, and the speed was extremely fast.

When the word "了" fell, the huge wings were like meat grinders, wrapped in a terrifying wind, cutting towards Yang Ming.

Even, the Killing Realm surrounded by the King of Killing wanted to oppress Yang Ming's God Killing Realm and implement all forbidden demons, making it impossible for Yang Ming to use any soul ring soul technique.

Circles of blood-colored light rippled out of the Killing King's body, and the powerful blood light was not only filled with a corrosive aura, but also possessed a special energy fluctuation.

In this regard, Yang Ming drew his sword and waited for it.

"Dugu Nine Swords, Breaking Sword Style!"

A sword comes out, as if ten thousand swords are one, and from the incomparable sword light, it seems that you can see a figure who has spent his life exploring the way of the sword.

The sword is out, and it is traversed through the ages!

"Whew!"

The sword and the wings,-for-tat, do not give in, rubbing fierce sparks.

But in the end, the mysterious sword is no longer what it used to be, and it has an indescribable sharpness when it absorbs the breath of endless killing and transforms step by step towards the artifact.

In the next moment, the huge bat wings that could easily break the gold and silver mountains were torn open by the terrifying sword light.

"Zila!"

A splash of extremely condensed blood beads floated through the space, exuding an extremely tempting sweet smell.

The already pale face of the King of Slaughter became even paler, and he quickly stopped his body and turned into a bloody light and fled.

Looking down at the wound on the bat's wings, the face of the King of Slaughter was extremely ugly.

"What's going on? How could his sword cut through my bat's wings? ”

The shock in the heart of the King of Slaughter is not at all for outsiders.

You must know that after the nine-headed blood-red bat king lodged on Tang Chen's body, he has been absorbing his power as a peerless Douluo, and this pair of bat wings is carefully crafted by the king of killing, whether it is attack or defense, it can be called first-class.

But now, it's hurt!

"And ......"

The King of Slaughter stared gloomily at the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand, no, to be exact, it was the mysterious runes on the mysterious sword's body, as well as the god-killing realm that lingered around him, and said:

"Obviously, my killing domain is the strongest domain in the killing capital, and it is also a reduced version of the forbidden demon effect in the killing capital, and it is the most domineering domain in the world, why can you, the god-killing domain, compete with my killing domain?"

The King of Slaughter was already embarrassed, almost shocked.

The reason why the King of Killing has been able to dominate the killing capital has always relied on his own unique killing realm in the world, and he can suppress all disobedience, even if the strongest killing gods in the outside world, Bibi Dong and Tang Hao, come, although he thinks that he is not their opponent, he can also deal with them.

But now, the existence of Yang Ming, a sixty-eighth-level Soul Emperor, has broken the three views of the King of Killing again and again!

How can this be endured?

"The most domineering field?"

Yang Ming raised his right hand, and the tip of his sword pointed diagonally at the King of Killing.

As if sensing the master's confidence in himself and his contempt for the enemy, the mysterious sword vibrated gently like a spirit, and let out a sword groan.

"Look," Yang Ming's eyes lowered, his gaze fell on the mysterious sword, and said, "Even the sword in my hand is very dissatisfied with what you just said." ”

Xuan Ao's blood-colored runes lit up one by one, especially the black-and-white and impermanence of the suspected law enforcement team captain on it, which was extremely distorted, and the overwhelming blood-colored tide spread surgingly, with Yang Ming as the center, expanding into a terrifying realm with a diameter of kilometers.

Even, due to the speed that was too fast, it was too late for the King of Slaughter to realize that something was wrong, and he had already fallen into Yang Ming's realm.

In desperation, the King of Slaughter could only hold up his own killing realm as a defense.

"Zizizizi, zizizi......"

Something happened that made the King of Slaughter a little nervous.

The Killing Domain, which he had always been proud of, was actually losing ground in front of Yang Ming's Killing God Domain!

The two realms collided and eroded each other, and a thick red mist drifted around.

Even, the King of Slaughter had a premonition that once he died in Yang Ming's God Killing Realm, he was afraid that even his soul would not be at peace, and he would be sealed on the sword body of the Mystic Sword for the rest of his life, turning it into food for its promotion to the artifact.

However, it would be a big mistake to think that you could defeat me!

With a roar in his heart, the King of Slaughter exuded a yin and evil aura in his body.

As soon as this aura appeared, it actually improved the all-round strength of the Killing King, and even the killing realm that was retreating step by step finally stopped the decline, and even reversed the previous posture of only defending and not attacking, and tried to counterattack Yang Ming's Killing God Domain.

In the next moment, the King of Slaughter turned into a blood light again, galloping towards Yang Ming, and his speed was much faster than before.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of reincarnation, and Yang Ming was secretly frightened in his heart:

"This is the breath of the Rakshasa God?"

"However, if the King of Slaughter only relies on a god's breath to temporarily increase his own strength, it may not be impossible for me to defeat the other party."

Calming down, Yang Ming's body "clicked", as if a switch had been turned on.

Eight doors Dunjia, seven doors, open!

The surging soul power fluctuated to the sky, and it actually formed a blue soul flame around Yang Ming's body, his long hair stood upside down, the muscles on his body were coiled like a dragon, and the hideous green tendons burst out one after another, and his shirt was directly burst by the swollen muscles, revealing a majestic physique like steel.

Wind Walk!

Mixed with the terrifying body method of the Navy's six-style shaving and treading waves, Yang Ming stepped into the air, and also turned into a blue light.

Red and blue, the two major light clusters are constantly colliding in the air.

The entire sky above the Killing Capital turned into a battlefield for the two, fighting from east to west, and then from south to north, so fast that it was impossible to catch their traces with the naked eye, and only the sound of summer thunder could be heard.

"Rumble! Rumble! ”

The sound is so loud, the sound is like a bell ringing in the ear.

Below, a piece of house was affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and it was directly blown into pieces, and one by one the murderers fell to the ground with their ears covered in pain, their eardrums ruptured and bleeding, until they died with a distorted face.

"Quack, boy, I am the King of Killing, and in the Killing Capital, I am an immortal evil being."

The King of Slaughter shouted wildly.

"Really?"

Yang Ming took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice:

"So, how about trying my trick?"

"Great Mighty Dragon!"