Looking at the terrifying punch that Gu Jun Evil blasted at him, he was also terrified, and the scene of being beaten by Gu Jun Evil just now kept coming to his mind, like a nightmare, lingering.

"Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in the killing capital?"

"Don't do it, if you have anything to say, what you want, I'll take it for you!" Looking at Gu Junxie's blasting fist, his body was also trembling, extremely frightened, and said in a panic.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you can't give me what I want!" Gu Jun said lightly, unmoved, and blasted towards the King of Slaughter with a punch.

The terrifying power caused the space to explode directly, and the void appeared one after another, one after another, and the ground even began to collapse.

Such a blow can be said to have hit the heart of the King of Slaughter, and it has cast a shadow of fear on him.

"What do you want, say! Don't get your hands dirty! The King of Slaughter panicked, and hurriedly said, asking Gu Jun Xie not to do anything, indicating that he would hand over what Gu Jun Xie wanted.

He was the king of killing, the supreme existence of the killing capital, and with that sentence just now, he obviously felt that his majesty was gone.

And the creatures in the Killing Capital, when they heard the King of Killing begging for mercy, their hearts of awe were beating again, and at this moment, they clearly knew that the King of Killing was not the supreme existence, and like them, they would be afraid of the strong and would be pulled down from the altar.

"I want your head, will you give it?" Gu Jun Evil Dao, his voice was extremely cold, like the Nine Shades of Cold Wind, and the King of Killing, the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo, was all standing on end, and cold sweat was rising.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The King of Slaughter screamed, a pair of wings across his body, trying to block the attack of the ancient monarch evil, but the result was not as he expected, a pair of wings were directly exploded, and in an instant, blood and bones flew together, shooting in all directions.

And his body was also directly collapsed by this terrifying huge force, like a human form. Like a cannonball, it shot towards the rear, and the sound of the air exploding was heard, shaking all directions.

"It's just too deceitful,...... Ahem. "Is the King of Slaughter powerless, his aura has withered a lot, and he is no longer so powerful.

He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Junxi's terrifying figure like a Jedi, he also wanted to cry without tears, this is so good, people are sitting at home, but the pot comes from the sky, what is this called!

"Lie to you, what can you do!" Gu Jun was still unmoved, and directly ignored his miserable expression.

He knows the origin of this king of slaughter very well, and he has swallowed the king of killing, so he can only die, and any begging for mercy is useless.

The origin of the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, the inheritor of the Shura God, this existence is known as one of the three extreme Douluo in the outside world, and in the Killing Capital, it is even more past the Shura Eight Roasts, and he is only one step away from inheriting the existence of the Shura God, if it is not for the invasion of the Rakshasa God during the critical period, then Tang Chen will definitely become the new Shura God.

However, the current Tang Chen is also the king of killing in front of him, and his main consciousness is not dominated by Tang Chen himself, but the consciousness of the nine-headed blood bat is dominating his body.

What did this beast think, he knew it very well, it was impossible to escape, Tang Chen was swallowed.

Tang Chen, as the inheritor of the Shura God, not to mention that he had passed the Shura Eight Examination, he must have the divine power of Shura in his body.

Although the Shura divine power in Tang Chen's body may not be much, only a small amount, but for him, the benefits are great, one is that it is easy to digest, if it is too much, it will be a bit counterproductive.

In addition to being easy to digest, it is also very beneficial to him, and all of the above, Tang Chen is impossible for him to give up.

"You ......" The King of Slaughter's expression froze, and the anger in his heart broke through the sky, and the lock couldn't be locked.

"It's too much of a deception! Pinch me like a soft persimmon! The king of slaughter roared, he was also extremely aggrieved, he was fine at home, but disaster came from heaven.

"Do you think you're going to eat me?" The King of Slaughter stood up, his burly body stood upright, and the soul light on his body flowed, extremely bright, wisps, constantly rippling.

"Shura Demon Sword!" He roared, and with a wave of dusty palms, he directly swung open the space, and a blood-red, long sword forged like endless blood poked out of the spatial crack.

It was just that a little sword tip poked out, and a terrifying, vast killing aura gushed out like a tide.

In an instant, Gu Junxie stopped, and his entire body was wrapped in this infinite killing aura, like boundless killing and robbery, enveloping him, trying to judge him for his crimes.

This killing force not only covered the ancient monarch evil, but the entire killing capital was shrouded in a blood-colored mist, which made the living beings in the killing capital cast a shadow of fear on their hearts.

"Shura Demon Sword, is this what you rely on? What a pity! You're not the Shura God himself, and you can't exert all its power, or you're a little worse. Gu Jun was evil, staring at the Shura Demon Sword that kept poking out from the cracks in the space, little by little, and he didn't panic at all.

An existence that has not even completed the Shura Divine Examination, can exert a few parts of the power of the artifact, and part of the power is up to the sky, so he does not panic at all.

Moreover, this is still the consciousness dominated by the nine-headed Blood Bat King, and the power of the Shura Demon Sword will be greatly reduced.

Gu Jun's evil eyes shone brightly, and he didn't care about the killing aura covering him, and the eight-colored ancient clock above his head rotated drippingly, and then shook violently.

"Dingding!"

The bell ripples, stirring the eight wildernesses, its bell body is brilliant and gorgeous, the eight-colored streamer rotates on it, a strange power is bringing, and the space around its ancient bell is directly crushed.

The bell sounded loudly, crisp and loud, and directly dispersed the killing qi covering his body.

The ancient bell rotated, and the eight-colored light fell, wisps of light, enveloping him, as if ten thousand laws were inviolable, isolating the surging killing qi of the outside world and wiping it out.

He has an ancient bell on his head, wearing a colorful glow, strolling and walking, the momentum is thick and lofty, unparalleled in the world, as if a god has descended, and like an emperor, patrolling his territory, a pair of bloody eyes, but also like two rounds of blood-colored suns, high in the nine heavens.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the sword roared, and the air of killing in the sky rioted in an instant.

A blood-colored long sword, as if it was about to drip blood, was held in the hand of the King of Slaughter, and with the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, a sense of security arose, and he raised his eyes fearlessly, facing the sun-like eyes of the ancient monarch.