Douluo night white sword

Two months later, Xuan Ye, who was wandering around, came to a dilapidated hut.

In the hut, all the burly men were sipping the bright red liquid in the cup.

Xuan Ye's first impression was that this group of people were like kittens that got high on catnip, and they were all in a state of confusion.

As soon as Xuan Ye arrived at the bar, a man in his 40s handed a wine glass filled with bright red liquid to Xuan Ye.

"Bloody Mary, ten gold soul coins."

Xuan Ye couldn't help but complain, "Are you buying and selling by force?"

At this moment, a man in a tattered cloak walked up quickly and said, "A glass of Bloody Mary."

Xuan Ye pushed the Bloody Mary in front of him to his side, "I have it here, you drink it first."

The man didn't hesitate, picked up the Bloody Mary on the table and drank it all, then his body went limp and he slumped down on the chair at the bar.

The boss just gave Xuan Ye a worried look and asked, "Boy, what do you want to drink?"

"Have a drink at your best bar!"

The boss lowered his waist and placed another cup of Bloody Mary in front of Xuan Ye, "Ten gold soul coins."

Xuan Ye went a little crazy. Is your best wine the same as catnip?

Xuan Ye said helplessly, "What about this?"

The boss took out a glass of Bloody Mary again and said "Ten gold soul coins."

Xuan Ye rolled his eyes at the boss, "Forget it, forget it. Is there anything to eat?"

The boss winked at the clerk next to him, and the clerk quickly walked to the kitchen and took out a roast chicken and three loaves of bread.

"A total of one thousand gold soul coins."

Xuan Ye raised his middle finger to the boss and said, "Fuck!"

Xuan Ye obediently took out a thousand gold soul coins and threw them on the table, eating the food with big mouthfuls.

It's not that Xuan Ye's hunting skills are not superb enough, but that after he arrived for more than ten miles, the mountains and plains were covered with fog, and the visibility did not exceed 20 meters at all.

Coming here, Xuan Ye could only accept his fate.

Those who open a tavern in a place like this are either local gangsters or have the backing of big shots. He doesn't want to offend those big shots.

After the man next to Xuan Ye woke up, he drank all the Bloody Mary in front of Xuan Ye and became a dead dog again.

Twenty minutes later, Xuan Ye was full and the man next to him also woke up.

"Boy, please buy me a drink.

I'll give you a ride. "

Before Xuan Ye could react, the man held Xuan Ye's collar and summoned a huge blue hammer with his right hand.

A hammer made a huge hole in the ground, and Xuan Ye was thrown into it, along with a glass of Bloody Mary.

"Don't forget to take it with you."

In an instant, the blood-red mist covered Xuan Ye, and the cup of Bloody Mary hit Xuan Ye's head.

Xuan Ye is so angry!I just wanted to have a good meal and then go home and have a good sleep.

As a result, you threw me in without saying a word.

While Xuan Ye was cursing, a mounted guard appeared in front of Xuan Ye holding a spear.

"Those who trespass into the killing city will die!"

Then a steel spear was thrust towards Xuan Ye. Years of training made Xuan Ye subconsciously duck to the side.

"Fuck! Today is already bad enough, and you still come to mess with me."

Then Xuan Ye stepped forward towards the guard, his blood-red eyes covered by the blue-purple Nine Magatama Samsara Eyes.

"Tsukuyomi."

In an instant, the guard stopped attacking. In less than five seconds, the guard laughed on his horse and pulled out the internal organs one by one with his hands.

Tang Hao walked out of the bar and looked at the collapsed bar, "Boy, don't blame me for being cruel. I blame you for being a lackey of Wuhun Palace.

Wuhun Palace, you and I are at odds with each other. "

Killing capital.

Xuan Ye continued to move towards the mist. The moment he heard the guard say that this was the capital of killing, Xuan Ye already regretted coming to this shabby wine house.

According to the natural intelligence that Xuan Ye had, there was only one way to leave the city of killings, which was to carry out a hundred killings and walk through the hell road of nine deaths before it was possible to leave this ghost place.

I don’t know how long I walked before a woman in black stood in front of a gate. The woman bowed to Xuan Ye.

"Hello, Mr. No. 630 No. [-]!

I am the messenger of hell in the Killing City. You will be under absolute protection for the next 24 hours.

After 24 hours, you will experience the fun that Killing City brings to you. "

Xuan Ye let out a long sigh and followed the hell messenger towards the gate. "I want to ask, is there any other way to leave here besides killing a hundred times?"

The Hell Messenger smiled and replied, "No."

After giving a simple reply, the Hell Messenger said to himself, "The city of killing is divided into an outer city and an inner city. The outer city is more chaotic. In the inner city, except for prohibiting fighting, you can do whatever you want.

You must participate in the Hell Killing Fields at least once every year to be eligible to stay in the Killing City. "

Xuan Ye listened quietly to the Hell Messenger's answers and remembered the locations she had mentioned.

"Where's my place?"

The hell messenger smiled and replied, "You can live wherever you like."

"It's really a place without any rules.

Take me to the killing fields of hell!I want to get out of here as soon as possible. "

Xuan Ye's neither salty nor bland words shocked the hell messenger, but she soon figured it out.

Soul masters like Xuan Ye who are only sixteen or seventeen years old are extremely arrogant guys.

Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will help you.

The Hell Messenger signed up for Xuan Ye and asked him to wait.

Only a few minutes later, a man with a mask came out of the registration office, "No. [-], No. [-], No. [-]..."

Ten people were clicked in like this.

There are ten gates, and a person enters one. Not far away, there are bursts of blood in the wind ahead.

The stone slabs under his feet began to slip slowly, and Xuan Ye didn't stop until he came to a rusty iron door.

After waiting for a few more seconds, the iron door quickly opened, and the ten people named just now stepped onto the stone platform in front of them.

The stadium had already started cheering "Kill him!"

"Kill! Kill!"

From the back of Xuan Ye's head, there were bursts of um and ah sounds.

At this moment, Xuan Ye had to admire this man. You are really brave when playing poker in front of so many people!

There was no sound of beginning, just the fighting with a clear target in mind.

Xuan Ye summoned Ye Bai and stood quietly in a corner, waiting for these people to finish their consumption while he was on top.

Xuan Ye still knew some information about the Killing City, such as the fact that soul skills cannot be used to fight here, that this is a lawless zone, and other basically useless rubbish.

At this moment, a sharp flying knife flew towards Xuan Ye.Just turning his head to avoid it, Xuan Ye quickly rushed towards the source of the flying knife and chopped off its head with one sword.

Seeing this scene, the other eight people just glanced at each other and understood each other's intentions. The eight people surrounded Xuan Ye with water, and various weapons and martial spirits smashed at Xuan Ye's life gate.

"A boring competition.

Frost Dance! "

The giant sword in Xuan Ye's hand turned into black and white, and after a gorgeous dance-like sword skill, the eight people were divided into pulp.

The killing field only fell into silence for a moment before going crazy again.

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Thinking of the true king's sword, it is still bloody.

——From "Xu Jingyang's Former Residence" by Bai Yuchan of the Song Dynasty