Douluo: I am going to be invincible

Qian Yang didn't react much when he heard these dirty words. After all, he had already expected this scene after reading the original work.

But Holy Dragon Douluo was different. There was a hint of sullenness on his old face.

Someone actually dared to insult His Royal Highness the Holy Son in front of him!

But just when he wanted to teach these people a lesson, he was stopped by Qian Yang.

Qianyang took the glass of Bloody Mary from his hand, and then slowly walked up to a strong man who was mocking him.

The strong man looked disdainful, "What do you want to do, pretty face? Do you want to toast with me?"

As soon as the strong man finished speaking, the whole tavern burst into laughter again.

The corners of Qianyang's mouth raised slightly, he raised the Bloody Mary in his hand and slowly poured it over the strong man's head.

The bright red liquid spilled directly on the strong man's head, and his head was immediately dyed red, as if bleeding. The faces of everyone in the audience couldn't help but change when they saw this.

Just when everyone thought Qian Yang was about to be punished by the strong man, the strong man fell straight to the ground.

Suddenly, a large piece of red and white stuff gurgled out from the top of the strong man's head.

Only then did everyone realize in shock that the red liquid on the top of the strong man's head was not all the Bloody Mary poured by Qian Yang, but his own blood!

Unexpectedly, a huge hole appeared on the top of his head, and the white matter was his brain!

What Qian Yang poured out of the cup seemed not to be liquid, but a sharp sword!

Qianyang raised his head with a smile and looked at everyone.

Everyone screamed and started to retreat.

They all knew that strong man, he was the most powerful among them.

But this strong man was killed by Qian Yang in an inexplicable way.

At this moment, Qian Yang has transformed into a demon in their eyes, a demon that can kill a strong man at will.

Qian Yang gently shook the Bloody Mary in the cup, looking slightly disgusted.

The pungent smell of the blood made him feel nauseous.

Everyone stepped back again, fearing that they would be wetted by this ordinary-looking Bloody Mary.

The next moment, Qian Yang waved his hand, and the bright red liquid in the glass spilled out.

Countless blood-colored water droplets turned into sharp swords in the air, and shot directly towards the group of people like a salvo of thousands of arrows.

When the screams came, Qianyang did not continue to care about the life and death of those people, but turned directly to Holy Dragon Douluo and said: "Grandpa Long, please go back first, I can do it myself."

Holy Dragon Douluo moved his lips. He didn't expect Qianyang to be so iron-blooded and kill so many people without any change in his expression.

He felt that Qian Yang no longer needed to go to the Killing City.

"Your Highness, only by drinking Bloody Mary can you qualify to enter the Killing City. Look..."

Qianyang shook his head, "Whether you are qualified or not is up to them."

He walked up to the waiter and said calmly: "Where is the entrance to the Killing City?"

The waiter came out of his panic.

He remembered that a blue-haired young man came here a year ago and also killed everyone, including the last waiter.

If the man hadn't died, he wouldn't be a waiter.

So after learning the bloody lessons from his predecessors, the waiter immediately gave up.

He pressed a switch on the bar, and a dark passage suddenly appeared in front of Qianyang.

"Sir, please come in!"

Seeing how sensible this man was, Qian Yang was too lazy to kill him.

After waving to Holy Dragon Douluo, Qianyang strode directly into the tunnel as deep as an abyss.

Holy Dragon Douluo stood in the tavern for a while, then turned around and left silently.

All that was left was a dilapidated tavern filled with corpses.

……

Qian Yang walked into the tunnel and discovered that it was a passage extending downwards at an angle, and the entire tunnel exuded an eerie and cold atmosphere.

If a normal person came here, he would feel a little uncomfortable, but Qianyang didn't feel that way.

He even felt that the corrupted soul power in his body and his black blood were boiling, as if he had arrived in his own territory.

Qian Yang knew in his heart that it must be because of the fallen angel's martial spirit.

When Qian Yang is outside, he rarely comes into contact with this kind of negative energy that has properties similar to those of the Fallen Angel's martial soul, so there is always some awkwardness when using the martial soul.

It's okay at night, but his strength will basically decline slightly when fighting during the day.

But it won't happen now. Not to mention that everything here is pitch black, just the cold breath in the air makes the pores of his body widen and he feels extremely comfortable.

These dark forces will only amplify him.

After walking for who knows how long, Qianyang finally saw a figure in front of him.

And there seemed to be a lot of figures.

Soon, an army-like team arrived in front of Qian Yang.

The leader was a tall and mighty knight. He had a stern look on his face and shouted coldly at Qian Yang: "You have not abided by the rules of the Killing City. You cannot enter the Killing City!"

"Unless you can defeat me, then... poof!"

This captain-like figure was about to warn Qian Yang when he suddenly felt a huge force attack on his abdomen.

The tyrannical force directly knocked him away. His body spun in the air several times and finally hit several soldiers like people behind him.

Qianyang controlled the Wanhua Bone that turned into a hammer and returned it to his hand, and thought with some emotion: "It feels really good to hit people with a hammer."

"Lord Scott!"

The expressions of the black-armored warriors suddenly changed drastically. This was the first time they encountered someone like Qianyang who just started doing it without saying a word.

What's more, since soul skills can't be used here, doesn't he feel any panic or discomfort?

Or does he know this place very well?

The knight named Scott fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood. After a while, he stood up tremblingly with the support of these black-armored warriors.

He could feel that nearly ten bones in his body were broken. The young man in front of him actually possessed such terrifying power without using any soul skills.

What he didn't know was that Qianyang only used about [-]% of his physical strength, and it could only be regarded as a casual blow, not serious at all.

Qianyang looked at him and asked, "Am I qualified now?"

When Scott saw Qianyang's deep black pupils, he couldn't help but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He took out a black token and threw it at Qian Yang.

"Of course...this is your qualification token."

"With this token, you can enter the killing city over there."

Qianyang took the token and took a look.

There is only a string of numbers on the token, 9999

"Tsk, what a good number."

Qianyang put a little force in his hand, and the token that represented his identity was crushed to pieces by him.

Scott's expression changed drastically, "You actually!"

Qian Yang waved his hand at them, the soul power in his body surged, and a strong wind was suddenly set off by Qian Yang.

Scott and the black-armored knight behind him were rolled over by the strong wind.

After all, except for Scott, who is the Soul King, among these people, the others are only Soul Sects at best.

Qian Yang, a young minion with this kind of strength, can indeed be killed with just a glare.

Qianyang said indifferently: "Find someone with stronger strength and come over. I came to the Killing City not just to kill those fallen ones."

Scott was speechless when he heard this. He suppressed the anger in his heart, fearing that Qianyang would see his hatred and kill him directly.

"You, you know what you are talking about!"

"Our law enforcement team has been given the privilege of using soul skills by the King of Slaughter. I am very weak, but we also have many strong people!"

"I am only the weakest member of our law enforcement team. Among the other members there are existences of Contra level, and even our captain is a titled Douluo!"

Scott seemed to have regained some confidence when he said this, "I know you are strong, but you don't understand what a titled Douluo who can use soul skills means in the killing city!"

Qianyang became a little impatient, "I told you to go back to the backstage quickly. Why are you still bastardizing?"

"If you don't want to leave, just stay!"

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