After saying that, Ying Su left without looking back. It's not that he doesn't want to give the little girl more gold soul coins, it's just that he feels that if he gives too much, he will be easily coveted by bad people. A dozen Golden Soul Coins, for ordinary people, is not a few. You must know that one Golden Soul Coin is enough for a family of three for a year's expenses.

"Brother...... You should definitely come back to see Yoyo! I'm waiting for you here. The little girl looked at Ying Su's distant back and said loudly, as for the dozen or so gold soul coins that Ying Su gave her, she had already put them all in her pocket.

……

Ying Su walked towards the hell killing field while eating steamed buns, and when he thought of that girl, he couldn't help but show a nostalgic smile

"The dignified white-clothed sword god, is he still so happy eating steamed buns? If others see it, they will be shocked! The black-gauzed woman said as she kept up with Yingsu.

"It's better than the food in the Killing Capital, who knows what's on it? It's you, I haven't seen you for more than a month, what are you doing? Ying Su said without any change in expression.

"I am the messenger of the great King of Slaughter, so naturally I follow the King of Slaughter." The woman with a black veil mask said with a serious face.

"Oh, so why did you have time this time?" Ying Su didn't feel much of a cold to what she said about the King of Killing, and continued to ask while eating steamed buns.

"I want to persuade you to join the command of the Great Killing King, and with your strength, you are at least at the level of the deputy captain of the law enforcement team." The black-veiled woman said in a sincere tone.

"Did the King of Slaughter ask you to come? I'm not going to go, I'm going to win a hundred games and leave this place. Ying Su said without the slightest hesitation, this is what he has always thought in his heart.

"You can't win 100 games, and if you take a step back, what if you can win 100 games? However, it's just a qualification. There is also Hell Road in the back. Walk through the path of hell before you can be given the title of God of Killing and leave this place. Did you know that the Killing Capital has only produced eight Killing Gods in the past thousand years? How difficult it is to produce one in more than 100 years. ”

The black-gaugled woman tried her best to persuade that she had a very good impression of this young man, not only because of the young man's appearance, but also because of his gentle temperament and gentle tone......

"Now that there have been eight killing gods, the road out of hell. It's normal for me to have a ninth. Ying Su said in a natural tone, as if it was a matter of course to get out of hell after winning a hundred games.

"You ......" The black-veiled woman saw his confident appearance and didn't know what to say. Could it be that this guy doesn't know what it means that it takes more than a hundred years for a person to pass?

Seeing that the black-veiled woman didn't seem to have anything more to say, Ying Su walked towards the hellish killing field again.

"My lord, here you are, here is tea from outside, which is a good thing. Do you want some, my lord? It was still the black-clothed warrior, who hurriedly ran over when he saw Ying Su coming, nodded and said.

"Doesn't it mean that the killing capital is advancing and retreating? How can you get food from the outside world and tea there? Ying Su said with some doubts, at this time, he had doubts about the black veil masked woman and some things he said.

He felt that as long as the King of Slaughter agreed, the humans of this place could get out. You don't always need to win 100 Hell Killing Fields and then go through Hell Road. There seems to be a shortcut?

"My lord, this is a secret from above, and we at the bottom don't know it. If you have tea to drink, you can drink it if you want, and maybe one day we will become comrades, and you will naturally know. The black-armored warrior raised his eyebrows and said, then handed a whole pot of tea to Ying Su's hand, and his aunt looked like he was giving a gift to his boss.

"Why did we become comrades?" Ying Su asked incomprehensibly, opened the tea and looked at it, and found that the quality of the tea was very average, and it was a little better than what Flender had drunk in the tea shop.

"My lord, the one who has won a few more victories than you has officially begun to join our Killing Capital, and will not need to participate in the annual Hell Killing Fields battle in the future. You...... Do you want to think about it too? The black-armored warrior said in persuasion, looking good for him.

"Needless to say, I won't join the Killing Capital, I'm going to win a hundred victories, complete the road to hell, and leave this hellish place. Hurry up and arrange it for me! I don't want to wait too long. ”

When Ying Su heard the proposal of the black armor warrior, he glanced at him fiercely with a sharp gaze, which frightened the black armor warrior and hurriedly went to help Ying Su sign up and arrange candidates to form a team with him.

Maybe it's because he lost a lot of temper with the black armor samurai before, and this time the fighter was selected surprisingly quickly, and in less than three hours, the person with the parameters arrived.

"He's a white-clothed sword god, it's over, whoever has suffered a thousand swords will arrange him with us."

"Yes! Is there a rule for the capital of killing? How can his strength be assigned to us? ”

"Man! Early death, late death is death. How is it not a kind of luck to be able to die under the sword of the white-clothed sword god? At least the whole corpse can be preserved. ”

Ying Su looked at the conversation of these people, and smiled helplessly when he saw that the nine of them vaguely seemed to be surrounding him, did these people think that they could solve themselves with crowd tactics?

"Boy, your end has come."

"Let's go together, he is the only one of the ten of us who is the strongest, kill him, and we will ...... again"

"I'll restrain him, and you guys will go together."

Ying Su watched these people rush towards him like crazy people, especially one who came directly from behind him, trying to hold him.

"Poof!" Without hesitation, Ying Su took out a knife from the storage soul guide, and stabbed his right hand back, stabbing the knife into the person's body.

"Even if I die, you will bury me. , hehehe...... "The big man behind Ying Su who tried to hold him and make him lose his combat effectiveness said frantically. Then, he desperately wanted to catch Ying Su, and take him with him even if he died.

At this time, the other eight people also surrounded them, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to solve this famous little white face, and they were separating the winner.

It's a pity that they underestimated the strength of Win Su.

With one sword, only one sword, Ying Su separated the corpses of all nine people.

This battle was the most violent and bloody battle except for the first one in the Hell's Killing Fields.

In other battles, at most, a sword pierced the heart and the body was intact, but this time it was completely different.