Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 76 First Victory!

"Sir, please keep a distance of five meters from me in the inner city."

Seeing Han Xiao walking faster and faster suddenly, the commentator anxiously chased after him.

Colliding with the strong man, Han Xiao stopped.

The strong man glanced at Han Xiao, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He threw a punch at Han Xiao without saying a word.

If he didn't go on such a wide road, he bumped into him, obviously to find fault.

Han Xiao stood on one side, avoided the punch, and looked at the strong man expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the strong man seemed to feel something, and slowly lowered his head.

I saw that I didn't know when a dagger was inserted into my heart.

Han Xiao slowly walked to his side, pulled out the dagger, and wiped the blood on it.

Then he gently took out the bloody mary that had been frozen in place by the strong man without spilling a single drop.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiao raised his head and drank the human blood in his hand.

The viscous liquid slowly flowed into Han Xiao's mouth, and a salty and rusty smell overbearingly invaded every taste bud on his tongue.

Gradually slipping down the throat, the brain became slightly numb, the breathing became short of breath, and blood mist filled the eyes.

Sure enough?
Han Xiao frowned as he savored the body's reaction after drinking the Bloody Mary.

If I didn't guess wrong, the reason why the King of Slaughter was able to control this group of lunatics was Bloody Mary.

A glass of Bloody Mary can have a short-term sedative effect, but just like product D, excessive drinking will turn into tarsal maggots.

From another perspective, Bloody Mary is a stimulant that can control the killing capital.

"Where can I get more Bloody Marys?"

"Using human blood to control this group of thugs, and declaring that there are no rules, is a bit interesting."

Suddenly, Han Xiao had an idea.

He walked towards the narrator with a complex expression on his side: "Where can I get more Bloody Marys?"

"you……"

The commentator looked at Han Xiao, hesitant to speak.

"My suggestion is that you just came to the inner city, wait and see for a few more days, the great King of Slaughter is very tolerant to newcomers, and you don't need to contribute a Bloody Mary for the first month of arrival, all the basic necessities of life in the inner city It's free."

"If you want to live in the city of killing for a long time, you need to go to the killing field of hell. Every time you complete a victory, you can enjoy yourself in the city of killing for a year. During this year, you can experience all the items in the city of killing , including Bloody Marys."

Killing Fields of Hell?
"Take me to the killing field of hell." Han Xiao didn't intend to waste time in the killing capital.

For other normal people, the City of Slaughter is a terrifying and disgusting town, but for Han Xiao, the murderous aura here is more suitable for his cultivation.

The commentator didn't say much, and led Han Xiao towards the hell killing field.

In her eyes, after twelve hours, it was nothing more than a corpse.

She has seen many newcomers like Han Xiao, who just entered the killing capital without knowing the heights of the heavens and the earth.

However, they don't understand the horror of this hell killing field at all.

"The ticket to the Killing Fields is a Bloody Mary."

Han Xiao nodded, he walked to a fat man with scars all over his face, and did the same.

After pouring the Bloody Mary into the huge container, Han Xiao walked towards the hell killing field, leaving only the narrator standing there in a daze.

As soon as he entered the killing field, Han Xiao felt hostile eyes from all directions.

This is obviously the happy nest of this group of fallen people.

If it is said that they still have a fig leaf in the inner city, then after entering this killing field, Han Xiao did not see a trace of humanity.

This group of killers fought desperately in the arena, even using all available organs in their bodies.

Their bodies were dismembered on the stage, eaten, and turned into pieces of meat.

Han Xiao finally understood why the narrator told him that not to mention one hundred consecutive victories, there are very few people with ten consecutive victories.

After observing for a while, it was finally Han Xiao's turn to play.

As soon as he stepped into the venue, all kinds of insults, boos, and shouts from the stands were given to him without hesitation.

Han Xiao's complexion was as usual, and he was not affected by these lunatics at all.

His eyes focused on the remaining nine Slayers.

When the battle started, Han Xiao didn't directly rush to kill them.

With the blessing of Duanfeng Wuying, this group of people couldn't catch up with him at all.

The fighting of this group of people was extremely fierce, and after a while, a few weak fallen people were instantly eaten up.

A 1.9-meter-high shirtless man without an inch of clean skin was gnawing on his arm and screaming at the crowd in the stands.

If Han Xiao remembers correctly, this person has already completed seven consecutive victories in the killing field.

It's just that his winning streak is coming to an end soon.

Holding Taotie in his hand, Han Xiao quietly approached the strong man.

Just joining the battlefield, he quickly became the target of everyone.

Looking at the people rushing forward, Han Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, and with a flip of his wrist, a flash bomb was thrown into the air.

hum~
There was a buzzing sound, and everyone was blinded by the white light for an instant.

However, Han Xiao, who closed his eyes, seemed to be unaffected at all, and he walked around the group of lunatics.

The Taotie in his hand sliced ​​open everyone's neck with extreme precision, just like the attending doctor in front of the operating table.

When he came to the strong man, Han Xiao put away the gluttonous food and took a deep breath.

His hands touched the water, and the position he pointed was exactly the eight gates of the strong man.

Eight golden locks!

As soon as he came up, Han Xiao understood that facing a strong man of this size can only be solved by relying on this skill.

And the Eight-door Golden Lock is definitely one of Han Xiao's greatest reliance.

Shumen, Shengmen, Humen, Dumen, Jingmen, Deadmen, Shocked, and Open.

When the eight gates are closed, there is also his vitality that is also closed.

The strong man regained his vision, and when he came to his senses, he saw Han Xiao standing in front of him and roared angrily.

His fists smashed hard at Han Xiao like a boulder.

However, a second later, panic flashed across the strong man's face.

His seven orifices began to ooze out more and more blood.

In the end, it fell heavily to the ground like a hill.

The venue, which was just like a purgatory on earth, now turned into a sea of ​​blood and deathly silence.

And Han Xiao stood in the sea of ​​blood, looking around blankly.

His body was too thin compared to the strong man on the ground.

But none of the audience in the stands dared to mock him again.

They seemed to have seen the evil spirit lurking in the boy's body.

Han Xiao glanced at the killers with different expressions in the stands, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

In less than half a day, he had already started to like it here.

This is like a world isolated from the rest of the world. Here, Han Xiao can unscrupulously explode the killing intent that has been suppressed for a long time.

　These two chapters are indeed a bit watery, but there are two considerations. One is to involve the gods, so the description of the killing capital is still necessary, otherwise it will reduce the sense of substitution.

　　The second is that it is really difficult to write. There is nothing to write about in the capital of killing except for killing and killing and the road to hell.

　　You guys just think that this plot is paving the way, and immediately enter the main line.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)