Chapter 50 Slaughter and Killing City

"It's been a month, and the hundredth killing field of hell is still not good?"

Qian Renhan put away his martial spirit and murmured that he had completed 90 games in the Hell Killing Fields half a year ago, but after half a year of matching, he only played nine games. Even if he faced a new game every time, The opponent cannot participate in the Hell Killing Fields five times less than you, but with the urinary nature of the King of Killing, he will definitely send some people who have not reached the number of wins but are very strong to play.

Because if all ten killers who had won more than 94 games were fielded in the last game, then the number of people who died would probably not be that many in the entire Killing City.

"Could it be that the King of Slaughter didn't let me go on purpose?"

After thinking about it, Qian Renhan slowly stood up and narrowed his eyes slightly. He was no longer interested in the fallen people in the Killing City. Now he just wanted to go to the end of Hell Road to swallow the murderous waves there, and these small people in the Killing City The shrimps were no longer to his liking. Since the King of Slaughter wouldn't let him go, he chopped up all the shrimps. The quantity of shrimps was large enough to fill his stomach.

Hell's Killing Fields, as usual, the auditorium is full of spectators, and outside the Killing Fields countless degenerates are waiting for the exhausted and scarred Killing Fields winner to come out, so that they can take advantage of the opponent's weakness to deal with it 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 building in the Hell Killing Fields. His arrival set off a gust of wind.

A fallen person murmured: "Sword Demon, it's Sword Demon, why is he here? Is he preparing to participate in a hundred hell killing fields? But why didn't I receive the message?"

Watching a hundred games in the Killing Fields of Hell is a rare opportunity for the fallen in the Killing City, because after winning a hundred games in the Killing Fields, the idol of everyone in the Killing City and the king of everyone will become the King of Killing. Will show up, who among these degenerates doesn’t want to see the King of Slaughter.

The Dark God of Death realm opened, and six soul rings of purple, purple, black, and black appeared. The fifth soul ring lit up, and a holy sword transformed from pure dark soul power appeared in Qian Renhan's hand.

Qian Renhan looked at all the fallen people below who were stunned because he activated his martial soul, showed off his soul skills, and used his soul skills, and said indifferently: "Everyone, go to hell."

A black sword light slashed down, and a gully dozens of meters long suddenly appeared on the ground. There were also faint black and subtle red energy surging in the ravine. The black energy was the soul power of the fallen angel that had not been emitted, and the subtle The red energy is Qian Renhan's killing sword intention.

One after another, shocking sword energy slashed down, and the entire killing city trembled in an instant, and the number of fallen dead and wounded soared at an alarming rate.

In a black castle, there is that dark and spacious room again. The King of Slaughter is holding Huangquan Dew and sitting lazily on the throne. His face is full of enjoyment. There is a beautiful woman kneeling under him. In front of him, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing.

At this time, a girl in black gauze ran in in a panic, "Oh no, something bad has happened, great king!"

"Noisy!"

The good thing was affected. The King of Slaughter suddenly opened his eyes. Two blood-red rays of light had spit out from his eyes. The surrounding air became obviously thicker. The strong smell of blood spread everywhere. The fair-skinned girl in black gauze ran in. Two blood marks were suddenly drawn on his neck, and he began to tremble violently.

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

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

The girl in black gauze knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Great King, the sword demon is now slaughtering in the killing city."

The King of Slaughter frowned, "Why is that guy so crazy? Let him kill without using soul skills. The domain is only a few dozen meters under the suppression of the Slaughter City. How many people can he kill?"

The girl in black gauze quickly said: "No, great king, the sword demon is able to use soul skills for some reason. The scope of the field has expanded to hundreds of meters. I don't know how many thousands of fallen people have died in his hands."

"What?" The King of Slaughter didn't believe it. The most powerful killing field in the world, what field is qualified to fight against it? The killing god field can only use soul skills because it is a degraded version of the killing field.

The King of Slaughter closed his eyes to perceive the situation in the Slaughter City, and in just a moment he stood up forward. The maid kneeling in front of him immediately started coughing loudly, but the King of Slaughter paid no attention to her.

"Sword Demon, how dare you do this! How come he is not restricted by the Killing City!"

The King of Slaughter saw that Qian Renhan used the dark realm to draw and control the evil heart, attracting the fallen who were watching the show in the killing fields of hell, the fallen who stayed at home, and the fallen who were discussing life in the streets and alleys, all towards his location. , and then used a huge black sword that was eighty meters long and thirty wide to obliterate them all.

"Great King, hurry up and suppress the sword demon, otherwise the entire killing city will be destroyed by him."

The two maids, one on the left and one on the right, hurriedly came to the King of Slaughter and knelt down to help him arrange his clothes.

Then a pair of naked eyes appeared behind the King of Slaughter and turned into a ball of bloody meteors that rushed towards Qian Renhan's location.

At this moment, the inner city of the Killing City was full of corpses. A huge eight-winged fallen angel was really wielding its sword in mid-air and continued to slaughter. The aura around the fallen angel changed from four points black and one point red to seven points black and three points. Dividends.

"die!"

Qian Renhan held an eighty-meter-long giant sword and slashed at the dozens of fallen people lined up at his feet with empty eyes.

At the critical moment, a blood-red figure with a pair of fleshy wings suddenly arrived. His hands covered with hard scales, like steel and iron bones, firmly grasped Qian Renhan's dark holy sword. The scarlet red figure was full of evil and murderous intent. The black-red domain opened from his body, pushing back Qian Renhan's dark god of death domain, and the bewitched fallen man below regained consciousness.

But this awakening changed from worshiping Qian Renhan to worshiping the King of Slaughter.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."

When the fallen who regained consciousness saw the bloody figure that suddenly appeared, they let out loud shouts, with deep fanaticism in their shouts.

The king of killing is Tang Chen.

Qian Renhan frowned slightly, looking at the tall and thin man with pale skin, no muscles, blood-red eyes, and long blood-red hair, Bu Jing murmured: "Why are you like this? How much torture has this body gone through?"