(2nd Update)

Hell Killing Fields.

The nine murderers glanced at each other, all of them surrounded Yang Ming with tacit understanding.

Judging from Yang Ming's young face and neat and clean dress, these murderers knew that Yang Ming was a newcomer who had just entered the killing capital for a long time.

In the minds of these old fritters, the newcomer is a big fat sheep that moves, and he may have strength, but his mind is not firm enough, and he is soft, which is simply the best soft persimmon.

Since there is such a scumbag, the nine of them naturally choose to eliminate Yang Ming first, and then think about how to kill the "companions" around them.

The invisible malice and killing shrouded Yang Ming's body, Yang Ming stood with his hands in his hands, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to take these people in his eyes.

Seeing Yang Ming's bird-like appearance, a short-tempered murderer suddenly said angrily:

"Good boy, look at your fine skin and tender meat, I wonder how your meat will taste after you are slaughtered?"

As he spoke, as if thinking of the delicious taste, the other party showed a row of teeth that were missing a few front teeth, and laughed.

The other eight people also laughed with their eyes.

Those who don't know still think that they are cannibals.

But in the killing capital, this phenomenon is very normal, people are killed, not only will they die, but even human flesh will be eaten by this group of murderers who have lost their humanity, and there are even crazy people who will peel off the skin of the enemy intact just to make a human skin clothes.

Is this because there is nothing to eat or wear in the inner city?

Not really.

As soon as you enter the inner city, there will be unlimited food and drink, ensuring that everyone is fed and clothed.

But unfortunately, as long as you stay in the killing capital for a long time, your brain will be abnormal, and then you will develop some jaw-dropping habits.

If these people are released, they will all be murderers who can create horrific murder cases.

Surrounded by evil words and laughter, Yang Ming's eyes were cold.

Yang Ming is not a virgin, and he doesn't care much about what happens to those irrelevant people, but the words in these people's mouths really disgusted him, making him feel the urge to vomit out of the overnight meal.

"Boom!"

With a sword groan, the mysterious sword fell into Yang Ming's palm.

This divine weapon, which looks like a knife but not a knife, and a sword but not a sword, reflects Yang Ming's handsome face.

"Little brother, are you stabbing us to death with this toothpick?"

"Hey, hey, what can you do with this toy sword-like thing?"

The nine murderers didn't care at all, and they didn't even notice that the sword in Yang Ming's hand was not an extraordinary thing, but a martial spirit, and they just took out their own weapons, maces, iron claws, meteor hammers, swords, one weapon per person, and said with a cruel smile:

"Little brother, if you lie down and give Ye an arch posture, so that Ye can cool you before you die, maybe Ye will make your death less painful."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, determined not to let these guys talk nonsense.

Because he was afraid that if he listened to it, he would be disgusted and unable to eat.

In the short period of time just now, Yang Ming had already relied on his excellent divine sense to detect the strength of the nine people in front of him, two of them were ordinary people, three of them were more than ten level soul masters, two great soul masters, and the rest were all soul masters.

Such strength has long been out of Yang Ming's eyes.

But in reality, that's the norm in the hellish killing fields.

The vast majority of the people who compete in the Hell Killing Ground are ordinary people and low-level soul masters, the number of intermediate soul masters is relatively small, and the number of high-level soul masters is even less.

The mysterious sword pointed diagonally at the person in front of him, Yang Ming sneered and said:

"I don't know your names, but I know when you're dying."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of King Glory Ake, getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

"No!"

As soon as the words started, Yang Ming's feet were frenzied, combined with the navy's six-style shaving and the swift wind step of the wave slash, making him disappear in the eyes of the nine murderers in an instant.

When the words fell, Yang Ming returned to his original position, and even his pose did not change.

The faces of the nine murderers showed playful abuse, and they thought that Yang Ming was pretending.

But in the next moment, they felt the world spinning, and it seemed that the figure in front of them was very familiar.

"That's ...... Our...... Corpse? ”

The head fell to the ground, and the Kuroshio destroyed consciousness.

In less than a second, he killed nine murderers, and he was so fast that people didn't even react.

The audience in the guest seat did not have any cheers, but looked at Yang Ming's gaze, with a strong sense of jealousy, many viewers had already labeled Yang Ming as "unopposable" in their hearts, and secretly warned themselves in their hearts that when they saw Yang Ming in the future, they must take a detour and never go against him.

Yang Ming didn't know how much trouble he had avoided by his move today.

You must know that the most terrifying thing about the ghost place of the killing capital is not the enemies of the hell killing field, but the hearts and minds of the people.

There are many people, either to eradicate a potential threat, or simply to kill, or for a strange fetish, who will follow the contestants after their victory.

Often after a game in the Hell Killing Field, even if the contestants win, they are still miserable, and they have long been exhausted by torture, where is the opponent of the sneak attacker?

Because of this, after the game is over, it is often the most dangerous time.

Most of the time, these spectators are not there to watch the game, but to observe the opponent, or to record the information and sell it.

Yang Ming's simple and neat solution to the opponent immediately suppressed many people with bad intentions, and also saved himself from a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Hu Liena, who was also in the guest seat, stared at Yang Ming's departing back with beautiful eyes, her expression was extremely complicated, and she muttered:

"He's getting stronger again."

I don't know why, Hu Liena felt that she should be angry, but she was inexplicably a little proud.

Holding her hot cheeks with both hands, Hu Liena's heart was in turmoil.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Hell Killing Field, Yang Ming saw the black gauze girl walking towards him, and said in astonishment:

"I thought you were gone."

The black gauze girl looked Yang Ming up and down, frowned, and said:

"You're out so soon? You can't lie to me, you didn't participate in the game at all, you just went to watch the game. ”

It's no wonder that the black gauze girl suspects that it took Yang Ming less than five minutes in total from entering the hell killing field to coming out.

Fast gunners aren't that fast, are they?

Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders, and did not waste his tongue to explain to the black gauze girl, and said:

"Hurry up and find me a hotel to settle in, I'm dying."

Looking at Yang Ming's casual appearance, the black gauze girl was shocked and suspicious, and said secretly:

"It seems that another terrible guy has come in the Killing Capital, and if you have time, you have to report this information to the top."

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