"It's been a month, and the hundredth hell killing field hasn't been good?"

Qian Ling Han put away his martial soul and muttered, he had already completed 90 Hell Killing Fields half a year ago, and only played nine games after matching for half a year, even if every time he played a new game, the opponent he faced could not participate in the Hell Killing Match five times less than himself, but with the urine of the King of Killing, he would definitely send some people who did not reach the number of victories, but were very strong.

Because if the last one is all ten killers who have won more than 94 games, then the number of dead among them, I'm afraid there are not so many people in the entire killing capital.

"Could it be that this guy is the King of Slaughter who deliberately didn't let me go?"

After Qian Ling Han figured it out, he slowly got up and his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't have much interest in the fallen people in the killing capital anymore, he just wanted to go to the end of the hell road now to swallow the murderous waves there, and these small shrimps in the killing capital were no longer with his appetite, since the king of killing would not let him go, then he would chop all the small shrimps, and the number of small shrimps was large enough to fill his stomach.

The Hell's Killing Fields, as usual, were filled with spectators, and countless degenerates outside the Killing Fields were waiting for the exhausted and scarred Killing Fields winners to come out in order to take advantage of the weakness of the other party and eliminate this potential enemy.

At this moment, a black light flashed, and a black figure with six wings on his back stood silently on the roof of the Hell Killing Ground building, and his arrival set off a gust of wind.

One of the fallen people muttered, "Sword Demon, it's Sword Demon, why is he here, is he preparing to participate in the Hundred Hell Killing Fields?" But why didn't I hear anything?"

Watching the 100 Killing Fields of Hell is an opportunity that can be encountered but not sought by the fallen people of the Killing Capital, because after the Killing Fields reach 100 wins, the idol of everyone in the Killing City, the king of all people, the King of Slaughter, will appear, and these fallen people who do not want to see the style of the King of Killing.

The Dark God Killing Realm opened, and six soul rings of purple, purple, purple, black, and black appeared, and the fifth soul ring lit up, and a holy sword made of pure dark soul power appeared in Qian Linghan's hand.

Qian Ling Han looked at all the degenerates below who were stunned because he opened his martial soul, brightened his soul technique, and used his soul technique, and said indifferently: "Everyone, let's die."

A black sword light slashed down, and a ravine dozens of meters long suddenly appeared on the ground, and there was a faint black and subtle red energy surging in the ravine, the black energy was the soul power of the fallen angel that was not emitted, and the subtle red energy was the sword intent of Qianrenhan's killing.

One after another astonishing sword qi slashed down, and in an instant, the entire Killing Capital trembled, and the number of dead and wounded of the fallen soared at an alarming speed.

In a black castle, in the dark and wide room, the King of Slaughter sat lazily on his throne with yellow spring dew in his hand, his face full of pleasure, and under him there was a good-looking woman kneeling in front of him, her head bowed and not knowing what she was doing.

At this time, a black gauze girl ran in in a panic, "Oh no, big things are bad Great King!" ”

"Noise!"

Good things were affected, the King of Slaughter opened his eyes violently, two blood-red rays of light had erupted from his eyes, the air around him became viscous, and the heavy smell of blood spread everywhere, and the white neck of the black-gauze girl who ran in was suddenly scratched with two blood marks, and trembled violently.

The woman kneeling in front of the King of Slaughter was not affected in the slightest and continued to do her own thing.

The King of Slaughter held his head with one hand, his blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "What are you doing in a panic, do you think that I can be unscrupulous if I pamper you?"

The black gauze girl knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Great King, the Sword Demon is now slaughtering in the Killing Capital."

The King of Killing frowned, "What is that guy crazy about, let him kill, you can't use soul skills, the realm is only a few tens of meters under the suppression of the Killing Capital, how many can you kill." ”

The black gauze girl hurriedly said: "No, great king, the sword demon was able to use the soul technique for some reason, and the range of the domain has expanded to hundreds of meters, and I don't know how many thousands of fallen people have died in his hands."

"What?" The King of Killing is a little unconvinced, the most powerful killing domain in the world, what realm is qualified to fight, and the God Killing Domain can only use soul skills because it is a degraded version of the killing domain.

The King of Slaughter closed his eyes and sensed the situation in the Killing Capital, and in just a moment, he stood up with his body facing forward, and the maid kneeling in front of him immediately coughed heavily, but the King of Killing didn't care about her.

"Sword Demon, how dare you do this! How was he not restricted by the Killing Capital! ”

The King of Slaughter saw that Qian Renhan used the ability of the dark realm to pull and manipulate the evil heart, and caused the fallen people who watched the hell killing field, the fallen people who were hiding at home, and the fallen people who were discussing life in the streets and alleys to his location, and then wiped them all out with a huge black sword eighty meters long and thirty wide.

"Great King, hurry up and suppress the Sword Demon, otherwise the entire Killing Capital will be destroyed by him."

Two maids, one left and one right, hurried to the side of the King of Slaughter, kneeling on the ground to help the King of Slaughter arrange his clothes.

Then, a pair of naked eyes appeared behind the King of Slaughter, turning into a blood-colored meteor and rushing towards the location of Qianrenhan.

At this moment, the inner city of the killing capital was full of corpses, and a huge eight-winged fallen angel in mid-air was really swinging his sword to continue to slaughter, and the aura around the fallen angel changed from four points black, one point to seven points black, three points to points.

"Die!"

Holding an eighty-meter-long giant sword, Qian Ling Han slashed at the dozens of depraved people lined up in a row with empty eyes at his feet.

At the last moment, a blood-red figure with a pair of flesh wings suddenly descended, and his hands covered with hard scales like steel and iron bones firmly grasped Qianrenhan's dark holy sword, and the scarlet black-red realm full of evil and murderous aura opened up from him, pressing Qianrenhan's dark god-killing realm back, and the bewitched depraved below regained consciousness.

However, this sobriety was changed from the worship of Qianrenhan to the worship of the King of Slaughter.

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

The degenerate who had regained consciousness let out an earth-shattering cry when they saw this blood-colored figure that suddenly appeared, and there was a deep frenzy in the shout.

The King of Killing, he is Tang Chen.

Qian Linghan frowned slightly, looking at the man who was thin and tall, with pale skin, no muscles, blood-red eyes, and long blood-red hair, he didn't mutter: "Why did you become like this, how much destruction has this body experienced?"

(End of chapter)