A lost town, an ordinary tavern in the middle of the city.

There are old tables and chairs on display all around, and the ceiling and floor are all black, as if splashed with ink, giving people an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

There were many guests in the tavern, but it was very silent, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and most of this bloody smell came from the unknown red liquid in the wine glass.

The people here are obsessed with this blood red wine, and every time they drink it, their faces will show a look of intoxication, and this kind of unstoppable excitement is even more ecstatic than sleeping with a woman!

Everyone was drinking quietly, whether it was the waiter of the tavern or the guests of the tavern, no one spoke, and the huge tavern was silent, which looked a little terrible in this dimly lit environment.

"Kick! Pedal! ”

The silence in the tavern was broken by the sound of low footsteps, and an unexpected visitor who suddenly walked into the tavern.

This is a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with flowing black hair, deep eyes, and a slender and strong body wearing a black power suit, full of heroic spirit.

And that soft-contoured, overly handsome face is even more eye-catching, which can be called a prosperous beauty, like a fairy falling from the sky.

At this moment, the attention of everyone in the tavern was attracted by the black-haired boy, and when they noticed this beautiful young man, everyone raised the corners of their mouths slightly, outlining a sneering arc.

Even the waiter at the tavern glanced at the black-haired boy with some contempt, looking like he didn't care about his love, and didn't greet the guest who had just arrived warmly.

"Hmm...... After a day's journey, I'm almost tired to death! ”

The black-haired boy looked like a gentleman, and he didn't care about the hostile eyes around him at all, but walked to an empty table by himself, pulled out the bench and sat down, looked at the waiter who was fiddling with the wine utensils, and said: "Waiter, if you have anything delicious and delicious, give it all to the master, and the master has money in his pocket!" ”

This kind of aristocratic childlike style made the ridicule in the eyes of the people around him more and more intense, and everyone stared at the black-haired boy with unkind faces, but he didn't seem to know anything.

"Hmph."

The waiter snorted coldly, glanced at the young man indifferently, put down the wine glass that had just been wiped clean in his hand, and asked impatiently, "What do you want to drink?" ”

The black-haired boy smiled faintly, his slender and powerful fingers gently tapped the dusty wine table, his eyes stared at the waiter's eyes without blinking, and said calmly: "Bring me a glass of Bloody Mary!" ”

Hearing this, the waiter's face changed slightly, and his gaze at the young man gradually became cold, this guy is a bit of a Taoist, not an ordinary gentleman.

But when the surrounding guests heard the black-haired boy's words, they all laughed.

"Hahahaha, where did you come from, you still want to drink Bloody Mary?!"

"It's really a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, let's go back to your warm nephrite and lick a woman's breasts!"

"Tsk, it is estimated that it is a gentleman from which golden wire cage, it is ridiculous!"

In the face of the foul language full of contempt around him, the black-haired boy smiled freely, but he was not angry.

With a smile on his face, he continued to say to the waiter: "By the way, get some more side dishes to serve me with wine, let me think about it, and dig out the hearts of all the people in this room and serve them as snacks for me." ”

The words suddenly cooled down, and the killing intent filled the air, making the tavern suddenly silent.

The black-haired young man crossed his arms, crossed Erlang's legs, and indifferently glanced at the people around him, this obvious mocking words suddenly made everyone's faces extremely ugly, and wisps of terrifying murderous aura were spreading out rapidly, as if to form a murderous storm in the tavern.

This black-haired boy is naturally Fang Xuan, who has just walked into the town.

According to the memory in his mind, the entrance to this killing capital was a tavern in the middle of the town, so he quickly locked on to this seemingly ordinary tavern, and made sure that he had come to the right place, this tavern full of blood smell was the entrance to the ordinary killing capital that he had always wanted.

And in this tavern, whether it is the guests or the waiters, they are all external members of the Killing Capital, so to speak, they are all external disciples, they are all eager to enter the Killing Capital, but they have not been able to pass the test of the Killing Capital, so they have always lingered in the outside world and cannot enter the Killing Capital.

It's a bunch of losers!

That's just garbage!

Fang Xuan coldly glanced at this group of frogs at the bottom of the well who thought they had experienced the world, his dark eyes had no emotion fluctuations, this group of guys whose average strength was only at the level of the Soul Sect made him not have the slightest interest.

"Arrogant boy, he actually looks down on us, let Uncle Ben show you what cruelty is!"

A middle-aged man roared, holding a Pu knife in his hand, rushing towards Fang Xuan like a tiger.

This man looks like he is in his forties, with bronze skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a very rough appearance, and extremely strong body muscles, like a big black bull!

"Knife Drawing!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, his right hand touched the handle of the knife on his waist, and the long knife was unsheathed.

This knife is not the demon knife Hongyu, but an ordinary iron knife, which he just bought at the blacksmith shop passing by, the killing capital is dangerous, he wants to use the artifact-level demon knife as a secret hole card, but the two famous knives of the shadowless knife and the water breaking knife are lost, so he bought an ordinary iron knife and make do with it first.

Besides, kill chickens with a knife!

The people in the room in front of him are not qualified to let him use the demon knife at all!

"Wow!"

A dragon-like sound of drawing a sword sounded, and the big man's eyes flickered, and a bright sword light lit up, and the strong light pierced him a little unable to open his eyes.

Before he could react, he only felt a chill on his neck, his head had flown out, and the headless corpse fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing out of his neck.

"This kid...... It's so strong! ”

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped and looked shocked, obviously not expecting that the seemingly squishy young man would have this terrifying strength.

They originally thought that Fang Xuan was a little white face who was powerless, but they didn't expect this guy to hide it deeply, and many people showed a dignified expression, and they didn't dare to underestimate Fang Xuan anymore.

"I understand, this guy is a test given to us by the Killing Capital, as long as we kill him, we can enter the Killing Capital, brothers, kill!"

At this time, I don't know who shouted, and the name of the killing capital was like a devilish temptation, which made these people in the tavern show fanatical expressions and flock to it.

The people who could come to this place were all summoned by the Killing Capital, obviously not a person who was worried about things, under the call of the Killing Capital, their eyes were red, and they became extremely crazy, and they seemed to rush towards Fang Xuan as if they were crazy.

Black! Black! Black! Black! Black!

Five black auras rose from that slender body, Fang Xuan's black hair was windless, and a powerful aura erupted, and the entire tavern began to shake violently, as if it couldn't withstand this powerful momentum and was about to collapse.

"Kill!"

Fang Xuan roared wildly, his whole body was bathed in killing sword qi, turning into a peerless god of war, his battle intent was raging, his murderous aura was soaring, and the terrifying killing machine burst out.

Two blood-colored lightning bolts shot out of his eyes, and the long knife Huo Ran swung out, directly slashing the big man who was the first to kill in front of him, spilling blood and bones on the ground, and then turned around suddenly, his left fist blasted out in vain, and killed a guy who was about to surrender in the back, spilling internal organs and flying broken bones.

Fang Xuan's black hair was stained with blood, and his battle intent was surging, and he slaughtered wildly in this group of big men, like a demon star that covered the world, killing countless people with fear.

These strongest talents were nothing more than the Four-Ring Soul Sect, and most of the rest were some soul masters and soul venerables, how could they be Fang Xuan's opponents.

In less than a minute, all the more than twenty big men in this room were killed by him, and the tavern was full of messes, rivers of blood, broken pieces of flesh and blood everywhere, and the rich smell of blood was permeating, and the entire tavern seemed to have become a hell on earth.

But at this time, the waiter was still standing on the bar, calmly wiping his glass, calmly, as if he had not paid attention to the blood and corpses everywhere.

The waiter's attitude was still very arrogant, he glanced at Fang Xuan lightly, and sneered with some disdain: "Hehe, do you think that if you kill a few people, you have the qualifications to enter the killing capital?" ”

"Humph!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, and a burst of red light was released from the pupils of his eyes, which quickly shrouded the waiter's body.

The huge spiritual power emitted out, like an ancient fierce beast roaring fiercely, directly scaring this unruly waiter, and knelt directly on the ground, trembling.

His current spiritual power is too powerful, much stronger than the average Title Douluo, just the coercion of spiritual power, it is not something that this little waiter who only has the strength of the Soul Sect can resist.

Fang Xuan's black hair was scattered, his eyes were cold, he calmly put the knife into the sheath, sat down calmly in a sea of corpses and blood, glanced at the waiter coldly, and said:

"Pour the wine!"