Chapter 552. 553. King of Slaughter, Old Man, Get Out!

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A sword deterred all the gangsters in the inner city.

Yang Ming stepped into the void, with his hands behind his back, staring at the world with indifferent reincarnation eyes, overlooking the entire killing city from a high position, adding his soul power to his voice, and said loudly:

"Old man, King of Slaughter, get out of here!"

With the support of Yang Ming's level 68 soul power, his voice spread in all directions with extremely powerful penetrating power.

After a while, the murderers in the entire killing city looked astonished, and they couldn't help wondering, which fool dared to provoke the great king?

Immediately afterwards, they looked up one by one in the direction of the sound, and saw the stalwart figure stepping on the void.

"Gulu!"

Many murderers swallowed their saliva, and their hearts suddenly tightened.

They were immediately attracted by the soul rings of various colors spinning under Yang Ming's feet. Among the six soul rings, except for one that was thousand-year-old purple, the rest were all ten-thousand-year black!

What made it even more difficult for them to accept was that the man in front of them was so young, obviously underage, yet he had already become a murderer!

For a moment, all horses were silent.

Amidst the silence, a group of people poured out from the deepest luxurious building.

Yang Ming's eyes burst into a fierce light, and he recognized at a glance that this group of people was the law enforcement team of the killing capital, and the leader was also the captain of the law enforcement team who had met once, black and white are impermanent!

Most of the law enforcement team did not have the ability to defend against the sky, so they simply occupied tall buildings everywhere, forming a not so dense encirclement.

"Jie Jie Jie."

A black tide surged and turned into a big black hand holding Black and White Wuchang up to the same height as Yang Ming. Black and White Wuchang glanced at the soul ring on Yang Ming's body. After being surprised at first, there was endless killing intent.

"Boy, you ran really fast last time. I didn't expect that you somehow found a way to enter Hell Road, and let you accidentally pass Hell Road to become a god of death. It's a pity that you are a villain. , if you leave the capital of killing, I have nothing to do with you. Even the king can't take your whole body, I will definitely smash your body into thousands of pieces!"

The black and white impermanence eyes flashed red.

There was no need for him to issue orders, and someone below launched a long-range attack on Yang Ming.

Don't look at Black and White Impermanence coming menacingly, but he is actually a stable character like an old dog. Knowing that none of the killing gods in the history of Slaughter Capital who can pass through Hell Road is a kind person, so he uses the attacks of his subordinates to test him out. Wave.

On the high-rise buildings everywhere, powerful soul power surged.

The next moment, the sharp arrows with flames, the lightning spear flying into the sky, and all kinds of long-range attacks turned into a storm, blocking all the space of Yang Ming up, down, left, right, front, back, and there was no room for him to move and dodge.

"Tsk!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Samsara's eyes, and Yang Ming's face was indifferent, not paying attention to the attack that could instantly kill a soul emperor in front of him.

Heiheiwuchang's expression changed, and the next moment he saw an extremely strange weapon appearing in Yang Ming's palm.

This is a strange-looking weapon soul, like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, with a clear arc, the sword is green, and carved with complicated blood-colored patterns, part of which seems to be some kind of blood-colored bat pattern .

However, looking at it, black and white impermanence feels wrong, and I always feel an uncontrollable killing desire rising in my heart, as if there is an extremely deceptive voice of the devil ringing in my ears:

"Kill, kill, kill everyone, kill all creatures in front of you, kill, kill, kill!"

Fortunately, Black and White Wuchang is also a Titled Douluo at any rate, although he is a relatively weak type, but he has also made some progress in mental power, and he quickly restrained his mind.

Looking at the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand again, a strong look of fear flashed in Black and White Wuchang's eyes. He didn't expect this weapon to be so weird. People with weak hearts might be lured into becoming puppets dominated by killing.

"Clang!"

A sound of sword chant sounded.

The body of the sword surrounded by the bloody killing aura seems to have drawn a circle, but under the cumulative attack speed of the mysterious sword, it has already half-stepped into the ranks of divine weapons. In a second, an unknown number of swords are superimposed, and only one sword can be seen. ——

"Tear!"

The terrifying sword light tore through the sky, the long-range attacks surrounding Yang Ming, the rock wall above his head, the buildings below, and the ground paved with obsidian.

A shocking sword!

A terrifying crack covering the sky and the earth spreads for more than a kilometer. The terrifying gully, which is 100 meters wide and 20 to 30 meters deep, is like an abyss. The people and things in it before are like paper erased by an eraser. The filmmakers all disappeared in the silence!

The law enforcement team that was aggressive just now, except for the captain Black and White Wuchang, were all killed by this terrifying sword!

Cold sweat, bean-big cold sweat, kept oozing from Black and White Wuchang's forehead.

His blood-colored pupils shrank into a needle-like shape, and he kept spitting out light called fear. Looking at the young man standing against the wind not far away, it was as if he saw a sword god.

"escape!"

"Must escape!"

"The opponent is invincible!"

After opening the eight gates and six gates of dungeon armor, and adding ninety-nine and eighty-one layers of strength to the Dugu Nine Swords integrated with the Chaos Cloaking Wind Hammer Method, the power of Yang Ming's sword has surpassed the level of ordinary Titled Douluo, perhaps only The sword fighter Luo Chenxin, who is also a good swordsman, is likely to be an enemy.

Black and White Impermanence is just a parallel titled Douluo, it is easy to deal with people who are not as good as him, but once he faces an opponent of the same level, he is far inferior.

The Kuroshio covered the whole body, black and white impermanence turned into a black light, and the speed was no less than the speed of light. In the blink of an eye, there was only a long black tail trailing behind, but others had already appeared a hundred meters away.

"Can you go?"

Yang Ming raised his right hand without hesitation, spread his five fingers, and the black and white impermanent body was pulled by the terrifying attraction.

Vientiane Tianyin!

At the same moment, from the body of the mysterious sword, there was a wave of blood, and the range was as high as a thousand meters in diameter. In front of this mutated killing god domain, black and white impermanence had ten out of ten strengths, and its strength plummeted, and its speed was even slower.

After a while, Black and White Wuchang was dragged back like a dead dog.

It seems that for such a result, black and white impermanence can't believe it.

He raised his head, met Yang Ming's indifferent eyes that were as high as a god, black and white impermanence shuddered abruptly, his legs knelt in emptiness, without the dignity of a title Douluo, and said in a low voice:

"Great strong man, I am impermanent in black and white, and I am willing to serve you as master."