Chapter 163 Killing people
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Hui Shuo Hua De Mo Wang
The battle began, and a huge shadow of Godzilla suddenly appeared behind Su Yi. The strong sense of oppression made the soul masters below the soul king instantly frightened and unable to move.
Before they could react, the sharp claws had already cut their necks, and blood spurted out.
Not only that, even the three soul emperors who rushed forward were defeated by this energy. In less than three seconds after the start, all nine of them died.
Everyone was stunned. They never dreamed that Su Yi would kill nine people in such a short period of time. This was incredible.
Su Yi snorted coldly, turned around and left here. This was his first time participating in the battle in the Killing City, so he had to kill them all as soon as possible, so that there would be a steady stream of evil souls. The master challenges himself, and he can justifiably kill them all, without sparing any one.
When Su Yi walked out of the soul fighting venue in the main city, the scene in front of him made a flash of anger appear in his eyes.
I saw that hundreds of indigenous people had come over, and each of them had a fierce look, as terrifying as the evil ghosts on the road to hell.
One of the leading Contras snorted coldly, "Boy, I heard that you are His Highness the Holy Son of Wuhun City."
"What is it, what is it not."
Contra looked disdainful, "Even if it is not the case, I will kill you. The superiors have told us to kill you. Therefore, I advise you not to resist, otherwise, I will not let your body be preserved."
"Now, I give you two ways to go. First, kneel on the ground now. We will not kill you directly. Instead, we will provide you with everything you need to eat and drink."
"The second is death. Although both are necessary to die, the first one will make you happy. Have you made your choice?"
Su Yi sneered, "Haha, old man, who gave you the courage to say such things? I can't choose anything. If you want to kill me, you are not worthy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Tianyuan Holy Halberd shot up into the air, and a strong sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire Killing City.
The dazzling light is like a god descending, purifying all sins here.
In the distant castle, the Slaughter King slowly opened his eyes and stared coldly at the golden light on the big screen.
"It's actually a sacred light. Could it be that that guy is here?"
At this moment, the Killing Envoy came in and said, "Sir, this was released by the boy before. It should be twin martial arts souls."
"Twin martial spirits, there are only those two. One of them is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Su Yi, and the remaining one is Haotian Douluo's son, Tang San."
"Then Sir, do we need to take action to suppress it?"
The King of Slaughter waved his hand with disdain on his face, "No need, this little guy can just let him play. There is no order from above to kill him. You also know that at the moment, I am not that guy's opponent at all. For Status, I don’t have to worry about anything, as long as this kid can’t get that thing, I won’t worry about anything.”
The Killing Messenger nodded slightly, "Yes, sir, but these guys actually instructed our natives to attack Su Yi. You see, Su Yi has killed hundreds of natives. If this continues, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" The King of Slaughter slapped the table. "There are millions of natives, so what does it matter if he kills tens of thousands? His background is astonishing. We must not take action unless it is absolutely necessary. Got it?" Well."
"This..." The Killing Messenger didn't know what to say, but after hearing what the adults said, he nodded helplessly. Now he can only obey the adults' arrangements.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the main city of the Killing City was littered with corpses, rivers of blood, and countless broken limbs.
Su Yi held the Tianyuan Holy Halberd and walked step by step to the seriously injured Contra, "Now, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"
Contra said angrily: "You don't have to die well. One day, you will die..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Contra's head fell down and rolled directly at the feet of the natives who had not yet charged.
At this moment, Su Yi was like a god of death, deeply touching their hearts. At this time, they no longer had the high morale they had just now. Instead, they knelt on the ground with frightened faces, and their whole bodies were shaking violently.
"We... don't dare anymore..."
Su Yi walked up to everyone and said coldly: "My patience has its limits. If you come to challenge me, don't blame me for killing you all!"
"Understood!"
Su Yi's angry shout completely broke the courage of these indigenous people, and they all knelt on the ground, fearing that they would be killed by Su Yi if they knelt down too late.
Looking at the battle that had been assessed, Su Yi returned to the room assigned to him by the Killing Envoy.
As soon as he entered the house, Su Yi ran to the bathroom and spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was impossible to kill thousands of indigenous people this time without getting injured. It was not easy to persist to this point with one's own physical strength, so Su Yi did not continue to pester him, otherwise once he angered the remaining indigenous people, I'm afraid It was really hard to get out alive today.
Even if he is strong, being unable to release his soul skills is the most painful thing.
Su Yi looked at his pale face through the mirror, gently wiped the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and sighed, "It seems that I really need to rest for a few days, otherwise my body will not be able to bear it."
The long-term mental stress left him with little rest, so he still planned to take a break in the past few days to recharge his energy.
...............
Three days passed in a flash, and Su Yi woke up from practicing. Fortunately, no one disturbed him during these three days, otherwise he would definitely come to challenge him again when he saw that he was injured.
dong dong dong.
The door rang.
Su Yi put on clothes and said, "Come in."
At this moment, the Killing Messenger came in with some pastries and was stunned for a moment after looking at Su Yi's appearance. This was the first time she saw Su Yi's almost peerless appearance.
Su Yi frowned and realized this time that he was not wearing a mask. Forget it, since he was seen, that was it.
"How did you come?"
The Killing Messenger blushed, "I'm here to bring you some food."
"Sending food?" Su Yi knew what the Killing Messenger was thinking, so he made a precise calculation by sending him food so that he could check whether he was injured.
Su Yi did not reveal the plan to kill the messenger. Instead, he smiled and took the food handed to him.
"Thank you, sit down wherever you want."
The Killing Messenger looked around and found nothing different, then turned to look at Su Yi, "Not long ago, my little brother killed nearly a thousand people with his own strength. It's really unbelievable."
Before they could react, the sharp claws had already cut their necks, and blood spurted out.
Not only that, even the three soul emperors who rushed forward were defeated by this energy. In less than three seconds after the start, all nine of them died.
Everyone was stunned. They never dreamed that Su Yi would kill nine people in such a short period of time. This was incredible.
Su Yi snorted coldly, turned around and left here. This was his first time participating in the battle in the Killing City, so he had to kill them all as soon as possible, so that there would be a steady stream of evil souls. The master challenges himself, and he can justifiably kill them all, without sparing any one.
When Su Yi walked out of the soul fighting venue in the main city, the scene in front of him made a flash of anger appear in his eyes.
I saw that hundreds of indigenous people had come over, and each of them had a fierce look, as terrifying as the evil ghosts on the road to hell.
One of the leading Contras snorted coldly, "Boy, I heard that you are His Highness the Holy Son of Wuhun City."
"What is it, what is it not."
Contra looked disdainful, "Even if it is not the case, I will kill you. The superiors have told us to kill you. Therefore, I advise you not to resist, otherwise, I will not let your body be preserved."
"Now, I give you two ways to go. First, kneel on the ground now. We will not kill you directly. Instead, we will provide you with everything you need to eat and drink."
"The second is death. Although both are necessary to die, the first one will make you happy. Have you made your choice?"
Su Yi sneered, "Haha, old man, who gave you the courage to say such things? I can't choose anything. If you want to kill me, you are not worthy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Tianyuan Holy Halberd shot up into the air, and a strong sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire Killing City.
The dazzling light is like a god descending, purifying all sins here.
In the distant castle, the Slaughter King slowly opened his eyes and stared coldly at the golden light on the big screen.
"It's actually a sacred light. Could it be that that guy is here?"
At this moment, the Killing Envoy came in and said, "Sir, this was released by the boy before. It should be twin martial arts souls."
"Twin martial spirits, there are only those two. One of them is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Su Yi, and the remaining one is Haotian Douluo's son, Tang San."
"Then Sir, do we need to take action to suppress it?"
The King of Slaughter waved his hand with disdain on his face, "No need, this little guy can just let him play. There is no order from above to kill him. You also know that at the moment, I am not that guy's opponent at all. For Status, I don’t have to worry about anything, as long as this kid can’t get that thing, I won’t worry about anything.”
The Killing Messenger nodded slightly, "Yes, sir, but these guys actually instructed our natives to attack Su Yi. You see, Su Yi has killed hundreds of natives. If this continues, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" The King of Slaughter slapped the table. "There are millions of natives, so what does it matter if he kills tens of thousands? His background is astonishing. We must not take action unless it is absolutely necessary. Got it?" Well."
"This..." The Killing Messenger didn't know what to say, but after hearing what the adults said, he nodded helplessly. Now he can only obey the adults' arrangements.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the main city of the Killing City was littered with corpses, rivers of blood, and countless broken limbs.
Su Yi held the Tianyuan Holy Halberd and walked step by step to the seriously injured Contra, "Now, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"
Contra said angrily: "You don't have to die well. One day, you will die..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Contra's head fell down and rolled directly at the feet of the natives who had not yet charged.
At this moment, Su Yi was like a god of death, deeply touching their hearts. At this time, they no longer had the high morale they had just now. Instead, they knelt on the ground with frightened faces, and their whole bodies were shaking violently.
"We... don't dare anymore..."
Su Yi walked up to everyone and said coldly: "My patience has its limits. If you come to challenge me, don't blame me for killing you all!"
"Understood!"
Su Yi's angry shout completely broke the courage of these indigenous people, and they all knelt on the ground, fearing that they would be killed by Su Yi if they knelt down too late.
Looking at the battle that had been assessed, Su Yi returned to the room assigned to him by the Killing Envoy.
As soon as he entered the house, Su Yi ran to the bathroom and spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was impossible to kill thousands of indigenous people this time without getting injured. It was not easy to persist to this point with one's own physical strength, so Su Yi did not continue to pester him, otherwise once he angered the remaining indigenous people, I'm afraid It was really hard to get out alive today.
Even if he is strong, being unable to release his soul skills is the most painful thing.
Su Yi looked at his pale face through the mirror, gently wiped the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and sighed, "It seems that I really need to rest for a few days, otherwise my body will not be able to bear it."
The long-term mental stress left him with little rest, so he still planned to take a break in the past few days to recharge his energy.
...............
Three days passed in a flash, and Su Yi woke up from practicing. Fortunately, no one disturbed him during these three days, otherwise he would definitely come to challenge him again when he saw that he was injured.
dong dong dong.
The door rang.
Su Yi put on clothes and said, "Come in."
At this moment, the Killing Messenger came in with some pastries and was stunned for a moment after looking at Su Yi's appearance. This was the first time she saw Su Yi's almost peerless appearance.
Su Yi frowned and realized this time that he was not wearing a mask. Forget it, since he was seen, that was it.
"How did you come?"
The Killing Messenger blushed, "I'm here to bring you some food."
"Sending food?" Su Yi knew what the Killing Messenger was thinking, so he made a precise calculation by sending him food so that he could check whether he was injured.
Su Yi did not reveal the plan to kill the messenger. Instead, he smiled and took the food handed to him.
"Thank you, sit down wherever you want."
The Killing Messenger looked around and found nothing different, then turned to look at Su Yi, "Not long ago, my little brother killed nearly a thousand people with his own strength. It's really unbelievable."
