The villain's career starting from Douluo

Yingsu was different this time. He used part of his Confucian and Taoist power, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kill all nine people with one sword.

Looking at the nine headless corpses, Yingsu shook his head. It seemed that his physical fitness was still too weak, otherwise he would not be able to use part of his trump card of Confucianism and Taoism to deal with such a group of small fish.

Shaking his head, Yingsu left the ring, returned to his tent, and continued to meditate.

Nearly a year has passed, and Yingsu has completed 99 games in the Hell Killing Fields. He is only one short of completing [-] games. After walking through the Road to Hell, he can get out.

As the number of events increased, Yingsu found that women with black veils and masks came to him more and more frequently.

The latest time, she made it clear that you must join the City of Killing and join the King of Killing. There have been eight killing gods in more than a thousand years. The King of Killing does not want the ninth god of killing to appear. The choice is surrender or death.

He refused.

On this day, Yingsu used the storage soul guide to take away the tent as usual.Then, head to the Killing Fields of Hell.

As his reputation as the Sword God in White grows, no one dares to sneak attack him in the dark.

Just as he was slowly walking towards the killing field of hell, he suddenly discovered that a group of men in black appeared on the originally dead-silent street. The men in black surrounded him from all sides, and the originally empty street suddenly became filled with a chilling atmosphere.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there must be hundreds of you, all from the law enforcement team, and you are actually coming to deal with me alone. The King of Killing is so brave." Yingsu could see that the weakest among them had just entered the King of Killing. In the capital, the strength of the death knight Amundsen is even stronger.

"Sword God in White, I admit your power. However, in front of the great King of Slaughter, everything about you seems so ridiculous." A man with a terrifying mask walked out from the crowd in black. The man was very tall. The voice sounded eerie, and he held a black spear in his hand.

"Faceless Killer, you actually joined the King of Slaughter. I remember, haven't you won more than 80 games? We are getting closer and closer to victory. Why did you make such a choice?" Yingsu said with some confusion when he saw the masked man.

The man in front of him had been called the Faceless Killer not long after he entered the killing city.

It is said that he was being hunted and had no choice but to hide in the killing city. The reason why he always wore a mask was because his face was destroyed by his enemies. This is also the origin of his title of Faceless Killer.

However, generally no one dares to call it that blatantly.Because he is the person with the most wins in Hell Killing Fields, with 63 wins.Later, it even reached 83 wins, which was only [-] wins away from [-], but I don’t know why there was no news at all.

It was rumored that he seemed to be unable to bear the murderous aura and exploded to death. Unexpectedly, he would appear here now.

"Why should I go out? My enemy cannot be defeated by me. Going out is just a matter of death. Only following the great king of killing is the right choice." The faceless killer seemed to have been hit by a pain point. The spear in his hand His grip was a little unsteady. After he regained his composure, his eyes looking at Ying Su became extremely cold, and his words turned sinister and terrifying.

"You yourself dare not look directly into your own heart, and you are not worthy of talking to me." Yingsu turned his head and no longer looked at the Faceless Killer, a legendary existence in the killing fields of hell.

"You" the faceless killer was a little angry, and the spear in his hand was a little unsteady.

"Brother Ci, don't be angry. He has only two results. One, join us like you, and two, die." A man in black next to the faceless killer stopped him who was about to take action and said with a smile.

"Yes, I want to see what will happen to this sword god in white." The faceless killer smiled ferociously, put away the spear in his hand, and stepped back.

At this time, the siege of the men in black has formed. A silent man in black stands at the front, with the faceless killer and the man in black who persuaded him before standing on both sides of him.

"Sword God in White, your name is like thunder in my ears. I have heard it many times. I have to say that you are as good as the two killing gods before, or even better than them.

Your game speed is too fast, but in just over a year, you have completed 99 victories. I can't see the murderous aura in your body and the feeling that you can't suppress it from your eyes.Sword God in White, you are a born killer, born to kill, you." The leader among them looked at Ying Su and started to praise him.

"I just killed some damn people." Yingsu interrupted the leading man in black without any courtesy, without any intention of saving him any face.He just killed some people who couldn't be called human beings. The guy in front of him actually said that he was a born killer. It was simply ridiculous.

"Who in this city of killings doesn't deserve to die? How can anyone who has been in the mud be spotless? Besides, the blood stained on your white-clothed sword god's hands is probably no less than any of us." The leading man in black He said with a sneer, and the men in black around him also echoed.

"" Yingsu was silent when he heard this, and didn't know what to say. No matter what, he had indeed started killing, and there was a tendency to get deeper and deeper. It was all suppressed by his Confucianism and Taoism, otherwise it would probably be impossible. Not much different from these people.

"My name is Ye Fan, a level 91 titled Douluo, martial spirit: Netherworld Tiger, please give me some advice from the Sword God in white." The leading man in black, Ye Fan, took off his black clothes, revealing a clean and tidy blue suit. It was spotless and somewhat incompatible with the atmosphere of this murderous city.

"Wang Faceless Killer, level 83 Soul Douluo, Wuhun Sky-Breaking Spear, please give me some advice from the Sword God in White." The Faceless Killer originally planned to say his name like Ye Fan and have a real fight with the Sword God in White. The soul master fights instead of fighting like before.

But when he said his name, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say it. He just said his title: Faceless Killer.

"Xu Zhi, level 84 Soul Douluo, Wuhun: Three-Headed Evil Dragon, please give me some advice from the Sword God in White." Another person next to Ye Fan also stood up and threw away the masked cloth. He said without any emotion or anger, and there was no change in expression on his face.

""The men in black around them also took off their masks and reported their strength as if they had received some kind of instructions.

Soul rings appeared one after another in front of Ying Su, as if they were demonstrations.