"Rules? Is it the rules of the Wuhun Palace, or the rules of the Heaven Dou Empire? Or the rules of the Star Luo Empire? Ying Su looked at the guy who was pointing fingers at him and was still riding on horseback and looking down at him and said coldly, he didn't like the feeling of being looked down on, especially by ants, which made him feel even more unhappy.

"There are only the rules of the Killing Capital here, what kind of Martial Spirit Hall are you talking about, and what empires are there, I don't know, and I don't want to know." The knight, in full armor, said in a hoarse and low voice.

"Oh? The rules of the Killing Capital? What is that? Ying Su asked with some doubts, this time, he was really confused. Rules for the Killing City? Isn't the Killing City a place where strength is respected through and through, and there are no rules?

"Defeat me and enter the Killing Capital. Or I'll kill you on the spot, and make Bloody Mary with the blood. Such a handsome young man made Lao Tzu feel a little springy. A Bloody Mary made with your blood must be delicious. Hahahaha......" The black-armored knight laughed on his horse, looking very hideous and terrifying.

The black-armored warriors behind him also laughed along.

Ying Su looked at them indifferently, but he didn't mean to do it first, his Confucian and Taoist cultivation was still slowly recovering, and one more minute would restore his strength.

"Boy, are you crazy? This situation does not change its face, but that's all. Remember, I am Amundsen, the death knight, the one who ended your life. The black-armored knight, also known as the death knight Amundsen, said very angrily when he saw Ying Su's unchanged face, and then waved his black spear, rode a neatly equipped standing horse, and rushed towards Ying Su.

"Hey! Why are you suffering? Mortal. "Although Ying Su has not yet recovered all the Confucianism and Taoism strength, it is still easy for this kind of scum. With a single palm, he slammed the black-armored knight and his mount against the wall.

"Poof...... You, you, aren't you without soul power? How can you be so strong? "It was only a moment before I was slapped against the wall. The death knight Amundsen looked at him in disbelief, his mouth full of blood and the pain from the bottom of his heart.

"Soul power? No, deal with you weaklings. Ying Su said with an elegant and indifferent appearance.

"You...... Boy, you're too deceitful! Give it all to me. Although the death knight Amundsen felt that his injuries were very serious and needed to be healed, he still said a little unwillingly before leaving.

After saying that, he was supported by several samurai and evacuated to the rear step by step.

"What about more ants?" Ying Su looked at the group of black-clothed warriors who came up, smiled lightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, more than 100 people fell to the ground, and he still had that breezy expression.

I have to say that although the martial soul is as good as it is to use, it can't be compared to this at all.

"You, you, you're the devil." Death Knight Amundsen said with some trembling, if this is in the outside world, it is not strange to be one against a hundred, but you must know that this is not the outside world, and the soul master's soul power cannot be used, and it is no different from ordinary people.

But the person in front of him can fight against a hundred people with a wave of his sleeve.

"Am I eligible to enter the Killing Capital?" Ying Su looked at the trembling black-armored knight and asked gently.

"Yes, qualified, adults are naturally qualified." Seeing the gentle smile of the man in front of him, Amundsen felt more and more fear, he felt that the man in front of him was a devil. Hurriedly took out a black sign and respectfully handed it to Ying Su.

“8579？ What is it? Ying Su saw the black-armored knight trembling and handed him a black sign, looked up and down, and asked with some curiosity.

"My lord, this is proof that you are in the Killing Capital. Please enter the city and you will be greeted at the gates. Amundsen said honestly, at this time, he just wanted the man in front of him to go quickly.

"Oh." Ying Su replied softly, indicating that he understood. Then it was like a dark city wall that walked past, ignoring the black-armored knights and the group of guys who were obviously only slightly injured, but fell to the ground motionless.

Seeing Ying Su's back gradually moving away, she breathed a sigh of relief, saw the war horses that were not slightly injured, and the samurai who were slightly injured and climbed up one by one, and said unhappily: "All stand up for labor and management, what are you doing pretending to be dead one by one?" Went back. ”

As he spoke, he kicked the samurai who was still lying on the ground, and he felt that he was the only one who was the most injured among them, and he felt that his internal organs were a little displaced.

However, this guy didn't have the intention to kill, and he was merciful to them.

I heard that when he was on it, he showed mercy to those who had insulted him and the waiters. At most, he would be beaten and lying in bed for a few months, but he was not optimistic that in their bar, with such a serious injury, there would be someone alive to go back to recuperate.

Ying Su doesn't care what others think, for him, as long as he is a human race, he is the same kind, and he naturally has a benevolent heart for the same kind.

Therefore, it is better for him not to kill if he can naturally not kill.

You say that killing one of them is equivalent to saving hundreds, thousands, ten thousands?

How is it determined? He didn't think he had that much time to find out everyone's information.

In his previous life, he had bright divine skills and practiced the Dacheng realm, which could look at the merits and karma of living beings, but it was of no use to him.

Those who can get close to him and have huge karma, the first one is Wu Anjun, and the others are also people who go to the soup for the hegemony of Great Qin.

Just as he was thinking like this, he walked to the dark door.

There were two rows of black-armored samurai standing guard at the door, and they seemed to be no different from the black-armored samurai they had encountered before.

Ying Su directly said that he handed over his black token, he doesn't like to cause trouble very much, some things can be avoided, it is better to avoid them as much as possible.

"Welcome to the Killing Capital." A woman with a black veil on her face, from the support of two rows of samurai, walked out and said in a nice voice, took the black token from Ying Su's hand, and a hint of discoloration flashed in her eyes.

"Who are you?" Ying Su said gently, as if he had come to not a killing capital, but an ordinary city. His knowledge of the Killing Capital is only a small part, after all, except for the Killing God, no one can go out to the Killing Capital, and naturally there is not so much news for people from the outside world to know.

Of course, he didn't know that his mother, Bibi Dong, was a god of killing.