Fang Yuan's movements did not drag the slightest bit of mud and water.

His body was surprisingly light, and with his long black hair, it looked like he was dancing rather than fighting.

It was obviously a brutal and bloody battlefield slaughter, but when he came to Fang Yuan, he was beautifully interpreted.

It's like art!

The Fallen screamed, but in just a few breaths, the nine Fallen were all dealt with by Fang Yuan.

"Kill Shura! Kill Shura!! ”

"Yum! Yum! ”

"Yum!"

The audience shouted, they shouted Fang Yuan's name, and their voices were hoarse.

No matter how many times they watched it, they were blown away by the way they fought like art.

After the victory of this killing, Fang Yuan did not leave in a hurry, but stood quietly in place and waited.

The rich murderous aura continued to condense, and was absorbed by Fang Yuan's writing wheel.

In the pupil power space, which had already reached the extreme, the killing aura that was only one breath away was completely enriched at this moment!

The writing wheel eyes hanging high in the air began to change inexplicably, but before Fang Yuan could notice it carefully, a low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

"Congratulations, young Killing Shura, 7052."

A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions, Fang Yuan paused slightly, raised his head and looked into the sky, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

It was a tall man, wrapped in a large scarlet cloak.

With a pale face, a pair of completely blood-red eyes, and a body slowly descending from the sky, it seems that it does not need to be limited by gravity at all.

"King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing......"

With the appearance of the blood-red figure, the surrounding degenerates shouted excitedly, even if they were hoarse, they had no intention of stopping.

Fang Yuan pursed his lips, lowered his head, and took the initiative to close his writing wheel eyes.

The King of Killing has an innate suppression of murderous energy, and at this moment, his writing wheel eye is experiencing the baptism of murderous energy, and he doesn't want to cause any accidents.

"King."

Fang Yuan bent down and saluted.

He's not just a fallen, he's also an enforcer under the Lord of Slaughter.

Besides, the King of Killing is a peerless existence of level ninety-nine, so it is reasonable to understand that our etiquette is still in place.

Such an attitude made the Killing King's eyes flash with a hint of relief, but there was more curiosity in his eyes!

In his perception, Fang Yuan really didn't have a trace of murderous aura leaking out of his body, and his calm and calm appearance was as clear and pure as a newcomer who had just entered the Killing Capital.

"You're such an amazing kid, 7052."

The King of Slaughter looked Fang Yuan up and down and spoke softly, as if he was feeling Fang Yuan's strangeness.

After a moment, his gaze shifted from Fang Yuan's body and landed on the surrounding audience.

"I'm glad that the Killing Capital hasn't had a Yum powerhouse for decades, and at this moment, this young and outstanding teenager has successfully accomplished this feat!"

"Killing Shura, he relied on his strong strength and exquisite skills to successfully win the crown of Baiyu."

"Every one of his battles is so dazzling, and every battle is like art, which makes us all intoxicated and mad!"

"Kill Shura! Kill Shura! ”

"Art! Art! ”

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The Lord of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm that causes all the fallen to have an almost crazy worship upon seeing him.

From him, Fang Yuan was able to ask a faint sweet aura, a somewhat intoxicating aura.

He was familiar with that smell, because the bursting orangutan and jasper snake he kept at home also had that smell.

The taste of Huangquan dew is unique!

"Killing Shura, your performance surprised me, and all the fallen people in the Killing Capital, so in recognition of your outstanding achievements, I have decided to award you the title of Killing God. From now on, you can enter and leave the Killing Capital on your own, and be hired as a guest of the Killing Capital under yourself! ”

“？！”

Fang Yuan raised his head in some astonishment, looking at the King of Slaughter who was looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of astonishment.

But he was quick to react.

The attitude of the King of Slaughter's move is very simple, that is, not to allow himself to obtain the realm of killing gods, and the three cuts and the little fox in the original book have also been in this situation.

But because of the face of the two killing gods, the King of Killing finally let them go to Hell Road.

But yourself......

Feeling the eyes of the Killing King, Fang Yuan thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.

After all, he is weak, and if he annoys the King of Killing, let alone Hell Road, I am afraid that this killing field may not be able to go on safely.

He's a smart person, and although the god-killing realm is good, he also has to be used for life, isn't he?

"Thank you, Great Killing King, I ......"

"Boom !!"

Fang Yuan arched his hand and wanted to agree, but before the words could be spoken, the killing field under his feet began to vibrate.

"What, what's wrong?!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"How come, this shock ......"

Countless degenerates looked around in panic and confusion, but the tremors grew more and more severe.

The King of Slaughter frowned, wanting to suppress this shock, but before his power could be released, those degenerates in the audience were first crushed by an invisible force, and directly exploded and turned into countless blood!

The blood spilled on the ground and began to coalesce.

A large amount of blood flowed like a stream, flowing down the inconspicuous small pipes under the audience to the central field of the killing field, and countless meandering red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes, and finally converged under Fang Yuan's feet.

"It's ......"

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, and cast a puzzled gaze towards the King of Killing, only to find that the King of Killing was also full of confusion.

Obviously, the movement here was not the work of the King of Killing.

So what exactly is this......

"Boom !!"

All the degenerates in the audience turned into blood and gathered at Fang Yuan's feet, and at this moment, only the King of Killing and Fang Yuan were left in the killing field of Nuoda.

In a trance, two beams of light, one black and one dark purple, pierced the heavens and the earth, falling from the sky, enveloping Fang Yuan's body.

Fang Yuan, who was bathed in that pillar of light, was a little dazed, as if he didn't know what was going on. But his eyes involuntarily turned into scarlet writing wheels, and a thick murderous aura continued to burst out in his body, as if there was a possibility of eruption at any time.

The abrupt change made Fang Yuan stunned, and the King of Killing was confused and confused.

Looking at the pillar of light in front of him, the King of Slaughter seemed to remember something, and a pair of eyes suddenly widened at the boss.

"This, this!"

"How is this possible?!"