Chapter 834 The King of Killing

Anyone comes to the killing city.

Struggling on the verge of death every day will lead to degradation.

Especially men.

Because under this huge pressure, everyone needs a way to relieve themselves.

But Ye Qiu didn't.

After the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice.

After walking out of the house.

The only place he can go is the killing fields of hell.

He didn't know how many beautiful women wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but he remained unmoved.

This is just the beginning.

The image of Ye Qiu in Hu Liena's mind was somewhat different. After all, any woman who saw the lineup of beauties behind Ye Qiu would not be able to help but wonder what kind of lecher this man could be.

But the facts told her that Ye Qiu was not that kind of person, let alone those coquettish bitches that he could easily open his arms to get. Even if she herself occasionally couldn't control herself, she would do something outrageous and seemingly... Asked for joyful behavior, he just frowned and remained indifferent.

In the past, she always felt

His brother Xie Yue is the most outstanding man he has ever seen.

But after the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition ended, although she was reluctant to admit it at the time, Ye Qiu was indeed better than anyone else.

Now she is even more convinced that no one in this world can compare with him.

He is no older than himself, has a handsome appearance, and is not tempted by corruption.

Every quality attracted her deeply.

Just as thoughts were rushing through Hu Liena's mind.

Ye Qiu has put away all hidden weapons.

He raised his eyes and looked at Hu Liena in the dark corner of the auditorium in the Hell Killing Fields.

The two of them seemed to have a good connection.

At the same time, they walked towards the outside of the Hell Killing Fields and met at the door.

"Ye Qiu, are you not injured?"

Hu Liena quickly approached Ye Qiu and couldn't help but ask.

"Do I look weak?"

Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows.

Hu Liena panicked and explained: "No, no, I didn't mean that."

"Hey, why are you so nervous? I was just joking." Ye Qiu smiled, his blue eyes filled with blood.

The relationship between the two has become much closer over time, but there is still some inexplicable feeling.

Ye Qiu occasionally felt that Hu Liena seemed to be avoiding him, but every time she would always come towards him.

"joke?"

Hu Liena was startled, her face flushed, and she walked beside Ye Qiu.

Blood Shura and the Hell Messenger go together.

Of course, no one with open eyes dares to sneak attack, unless they are impatient with life.

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The city of killing, a dark and spacious room.

It was an extremely huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals.

The crystals outline a drum-tower-like form.

Everything here is dark red except for this chair.

"Snow Shura wins another game."

A cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know."

A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.

In the darkness, his appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could only vaguely see that the man was tall and thin.

"Great King, should we start contacting him? In the Killing City, no truly strong person has joined us for a long time."

"Do you think he is truly strong?"

asked the tall man sitting in the chair.

"At least in terms of technique, he is. Blood Shura seems to be born for the killing city."

The cold girl's analysis was clear and logical.

"His soul power is not particularly strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong. Even if the Titled Douluo is in the Killing City, it is impossible to kill him without soul skills. I can be sure that in the blood There is at least one soul bone in Shura's body."

The Slaughter King was silent for a moment.

"Then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge the Road to Hell?"

The woman was full of disdain.

"It's only a matter of time before he completes 100 games, but he may not be able to walk the road to hell yet."

The King of Slaughter said coldly:

"No need to touch him."

"Why? Great King, don't you want our Killing City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhun Palace a thousand years ago. But who knows which day they will tear up the agreement?"

The King of Slaughter scolded coldly:

"Martial Soul Hall has no time to take care of us now."

"A month ago, some guests came. Do you remember?"

"guest?"

The woman's voice was filled with confusion.

"Yes. Those are the people who want to come to my killing city in exchange for enough blood."

The King of Slaughter had fear in his eyes.

Those bastards, if it weren’t for the special geographical location of the Killing City.

He might really have to compromise.

"Can it be said that those people will challenge Wuhundian?"

The cold girl was a little surprised.

You must know that Wuhun Palace has been dominant in the mainland for thousands of years, and no one has ever dared to challenge its position of dominance.

"That's right. Besides, when Blood Shura came, he was carrying the God of Killing token."

The King of Slaughter nodded.

"Could it be said that Blood Shura is related to the God of Killing?"

The cold female voice trembled a little.

The King of Slaughter said calmly:

"You guessed it."

"In this world, if there is a real threat to the city of killing, it is definitely not Wuhun Palace. It is the remaining God of Death."

"I can't offend those killing gods."

"You should know that people who pass through the Hell Road can still use soul skills within the scope of the Killing City. And this Blood Shura was sent in by the most terrifying one among the Gods of Death. Let everything take its course. Although I also I don’t want another killing god to appear, but I don’t want to bear the wrath of that killing god.”

The King of Slaughter was also very helpless about this.

After crossing the road to hell, not only the God of Death can use soul skills in the Killing City.

But within the realm of the God of Death.

Those who can use soul skills!

If he offends the God of Killing, and he leads his people to attack in large numbers, it will definitely cause serious damage to the city of killing.

The cold female voice gasped.

"The great King of Slaughter is afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the City of Slaughter. After all, every appearance of a God of Killing will be accompanied by a crisis for the City of Slaughter."

"Isn't there such an instruction on the allegorical wall of our Slaughter City? The arrival of the God of Death will bring disaster to hell. In the past few times, every time the God of Death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the City of Slaughter. If it really happens this time Come again, I'm afraid..."

The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice:

"I've thought about this too."

"What you don't know is that not only Blood Shura has a background as a God of Killing, but also the Messenger of Hell who has won fifty-five victories. She was also sent by the existing God of Killing. If not, do you think I would Are you allowed to exist forever?"

"Great King, how about this? We arrange for the hell messengers to face Blood Shura. If they..."

Before he finished speaking, two blood-red rays of light were already spitting out from the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

The surrounding air became noticeably thicker.

The strong smell of blood spread everywhere, and the cold female voice suddenly let out a sharp scream that was not like a human being.

In the corner, a convex body was trembling violently.

"Don't think that because I love you, you can talk nonsense."

"After passing the Hell Road, the God of Death can return to the Killing City at any time. The rules of the Hell Killing Fields are that fallen people with more than fifty wins will not meet in the same game. If any Killing God knows this The situation is truly a devastating disaster for the city of hell. In their realm of killing, any soul master can resume the use of soul skills. Otherwise, why do you think I should compromise with them?"

Blood-red eyes floated in the air, and the King of Slaughter murmured to himself:

"I just hope that, under normal circumstances, they will not be able to hold on to a hundred games, let alone pass the Hell Road. Otherwise, two killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the disaster of the Killing City will also come."

Big hand wave.

A stream of rich dark red liquid flew out from in front of him.

In the darkness, there was a huge blood pool in front of him, filled with sticky blood.

He opened his mouth to swallow the blood in his belly, and in the dim light, two fangs were vaguely exposed.

Time is spent waiting and practicing.

Sitting cross-legged in the hut where he lived, Ye Qiu felt waves of icy chill running through his body.

The huge murderous aura was always swirling around his body and affecting him.

It has been nearly eight months since I came here.

He is still less than half a game away from winning the title of Hell Killing Fields Champion.

However, Ye Qiu discovered.

If you continue to kill like this, you may collapse!

Over this period of time, more than a thousand degenerates have died in his hands.

Even though those people are inherently evil and depraved.

However, even if he didn't kill anyone, Ye Qiu would feel the murderous aura in him increase a bit.

And these murderous intentions are constantly affecting him invisibly.

The reason for the slow progress in winning.

In addition to the problem of the number of participants, the bigger problem came from Ye Qiu himself.

The rising murderous aura was nothing at first.

But when Ye Qiu killed more than a hundred people here, he found that these murderous intentions began to affect his own mind.

At the beginning.

He only occasionally showed bloodthirsty emotions, but as time went on, the murderous aura became more and more obvious.

It was as if he wanted to kill any living creature he saw.

Killing someone at random is as easy as crushing an ant.

Therefore, in addition to participating in competitions, Ye Qiu's main focus of training is no longer to improve his own strength, but to suppress the increasingly powerful murderous intent.

Fortunately, the Xuantian Kung Fu he acquired is regarded as Xuanmen Internal Kung Fu.

It has the effect of warding off evil spirits in itself.

Possessing the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, he has extremely strong mental control.

Only then was he not controlled by the thought of killing.

At the same time, Ye Qiu also used killing during competitions as a way to vent his anger.

Until recently.

When Ye Qiu completed the fiftieth game of the Hell Killing Fields.

He faintly felt

The murderous aura in his body became increasingly difficult to control.

At the same time, he also understood why Hu Liena had already reached fifty victories.

The speed behind him slowed down, and he was overtaken by himself.

In this city of murder, it is no exaggeration to describe the two of them as murderous people.

It is precisely because of their rise in the past six months.

Now fewer and fewer degenerates dare to compete in Hell's Killing Fields.

More people choose to use their previous savings to survive.

The game runs out.

They all survived by contributing their blood.

After all, compared to dying in science, lingering is definitely the choice for most people.

The knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside.

Ye Qiu's suppressed murderous aura rose almost instantly.

The small house suddenly became cold and condensed.

Under the oppression of murderous aura, a heavy breath permeated.

The bloody smell was released from Ye Qiu invisibly.

"Hu Liena?"

Ye Qiu asked in a deep voice.

"It's me."

A pleasant voice sounded from outside the door.

Ye Qiu had heard this voice many times, and he immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was Hu Liena.

He frowned slightly.

He didn't understand why Hu Liena suddenly came to the door.

With a wave of his hand, a stream of air rushed out and opened the door.

"Please come in."

Not knowing the purpose of Hu Liena's visit, Ye Qiu suppressed the murderous aura surging in his body.

The door opened, and Hu Liena, dressed in black, walked in from outside.

Her face looked extremely pale.

She was holding a glass of Bloody Mary in her hand and shaking it slowly.

This seemed to have become a habit of the strong in the City of Slaughter.

Except Ye Qiu.

Almost all the fallen who have more than ten victories in the Killing City often drink blood from unknown sources.

Ye Qiu frowned slightly after taking a look at the cup in Hu Liena's hand.

"You haven't given up this thing yet?"

Hu Liena did not approach Ye Qiu, but stood by the door.

Somewhat lacking in confidence.

"I have to drink it. Drinking it will calm my mood and make me less agitated."

"Then why did you promise to do it?"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

"I, I am serious, and I didn't drink it. I just held it in my hand!"

Hu Liena explained hurriedly.

She came to Ye Qiu for this reason, and the blood in her eyes kept flashing.

Her mental strength is not as good as Ye Qiu's, and it is much more difficult to bear.

"Okay. Since you took the initiative to come to me, then I will make it clear to you."

Ye Qiu shook his head helplessly.

"In this killing city, it is poisonous."

"The more you drink this stuff, the more poisoned you will be. It is a chronic poison hidden in the blood."

"I don't know what the effect will be after breaking out of the Hell Road and leaving here. But I can be sure that this chronic poison should be affected by the Hell Road. Only eight people can leave here in more than a thousand years. This is not just the horror of the Hell Road itself. I am afraid that this poison has played a big role."

Pah!

The cup fell to the ground, and the bright red liquid spilled.

Hu Liena's face suddenly became ugly.

"Toxic?"

She looked at Ye Qiu with some fear, and did not doubt what Ye Qiu said at all.

Ye Qiu nodded and said calmly:

"I have studied it carefully. The poison did not appear in the blood at first, but in the air. Affected by the toxins in the air and stimulated by one's own murderous aura, blood is needed to calm the agitation."

"Over time, I'm afraid it will become addictive."

"The poison in the blood can excite people. It can even make people stronger, but once the toxicity is stimulated, I'm afraid no one can resist it."