Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

"Humph!"

The man on the high chair snorted coldly, and his breath also restrained, and he no longer released pressure on the woman on the ground.

The woman in black gauze was lying on the ground, sweating profusely, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest, as if it would explode at any time, but she did not dare to show too much reaction, she just opened her mouth slightly and gasped softly.

He really dared to kill me... The woman lying limply on the ground was in disbelief.

With fear in his heart, he browsed through all the information about this "King of Heroes" collected by his spies before coming here.

Name: Xue Hai Zang.

Age: sixteen.

Martial Spirit: The swan is the inherited martial spirit of the Tiandou royal family.

Soul power level: 48.

Special encounter: The soul beast that obtained the fourth soul ring may be very special, and it obtained an extremely special and powerful external soul bone (annotated in blood)!

She glanced at the pieces of paper in her hand and roughly understood the reason why the other party came to the Killing City:

The third prince Xuehai Zang went out to the Star Dou Forest to obtain the fourth soul ring ten months ago. On his way back, he was intercepted and pursued by a high-level soul master assassin sent by the previous generation of killing gods. In his desperation, he accidentally broke into the killing. The entrance to the capital.

Unexpectedly, the ferocious aura of the Killing City was like a dragon diving into water for this pampered prince. In just seven months, he used a special attack method to win 99 times in the Killing Fields of Hell. .

Suspected to have an attached soul bone!

"If the King of Heroes has nothing else to do, I, I will retreat first..."

The woman lowered her head, turned around and walked towards the outside of the house. Her cold tone had gradually changed from casual at first to trembling as if she was walking on thin ice.

She doesn't want to stay here any longer!

"What a bold woman. Do I allow you to leave?"

The words were questions and the tone was a statement. The woman in black veil once again felt the pure murderous intention. Her heart was beating wildly, and her chest seemed to explode in the next moment. The woman was like a wild beast that had been severely frightened.

Suddenly, she turned around suddenly, her tone extremely panicked:

"King of Heroes, you can't do this. I am the woman of the King of Slaughter... You, you can't just kill me like this..."

The woman in black gauze suddenly lost her beauty and her words were a little incoherent.

If the group of degenerates outside who had become beasts saw such a horrifying expression on this woman's face, they would be shocked. As the mistress of the King of Slaughter, how could she encounter a life-and-death crisis?

"what……"

The Bloody Mary in the palm of his hand swayed gently in the wine glass. Xue Haizang chuckled lightly, and then began to laugh wildly: "...Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Hey...were you threatening me just now?"

After laughing for a while, his laughter gradually disappeared. He coughed lightly, put the wine glass on the table, crossed his fingers, and then said: "Ah, what a terrible joke, my abdominal muscles will be wiped out by you." Laughing cramps, well, it’s worthy of being recorded in the palace manual.”

As he spoke, the strange red snake eyes suddenly narrowed, like a poisonous snake tempting people to commit crimes.

"No, no...I don't dare, I don't dare..."

Hearing this, the woman in black gauze lowered her head lower, and her tone became more panicked: "I, I just think about your safety, King of Heroes."

She had no chance of surviving, because this man would kill her without hesitation.

She didn't try to use a honey trap, because she knew that this trick would work for the perverts outside, but it would have no effect on the man in front of her. Besides, even if it succeeded, she would He was given his life by the King of Slaughter.

For a year now, except for the first game, the woman in black gauze has watched almost every game involving Xue Haizang under the instruction of the King of Slaughter.

But she found that she couldn't see through this man, and she even felt unprecedented fear from this man.

It's not because of the endless murderous weapons that the opponent can come up with, or the unpredictable methods of using the weapons.

It's because of the look in this man's eyes and the aura he exudes.

Any soul master who comes to the killing city and struggles on the verge of death every day will degenerate and sink as time goes by, becoming a walking zombie driven by desire.

Especially men!

Because under this huge pressure, everyone needs their own way of relief, and they are almost violent and perverse.

But Xue Haizang was not. He only appeared in the Hell Killing Fields from time to time, as if he chose to participate in the battle just to see his mood. And every time the battle ended, he would always wander around the city bored.

He didn't do anything else, just strolling around, or maybe the people sent to follow him didn't notice.

It was as if he was the real and only king of the killing city!

This is the most terrifying thing about this man... The woman in black veil seemed to have noticed something, and her delicate body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured outside in the cold winter.

Like falling into an ice cellar!

In the killing fields of hell, every time a person is killed, the murderer's murderous aura will increase a bit. This murderous aura can deter some Xiaoxiao who want to make a sneak attack, and at the same time, it will also invisibly and continuously affect the murderer.

At first, the murderer would only occasionally show bloodthirsty emotions, but as time goes by, the murderous aura will become more and more obvious, and the murderous aura will gradually affect his own mind, as if he wants to kill any creature he sees. It kills.

Killing someone casually is as easy as crushing an ant!

In this situation, the killer needs to find a relatively quiet environment and carefully sort out the murderous intention filling her body. Even she is not immune and can only rely on quoting Bloody Mary every day to barely suppress it.

But this man was completely different.

He walks around the city like a king every day and drinks very little Bloody Mary. It's like participating in the killing fields of hell. It depends on your mood!

The huge murderous aura revolved around his body all the time, making his whole body exude a solemn murderous aura.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel, ruthless... these words have long become synonymous with him, and are passed down orally by the degenerates in the killing fields of hell, but women know that these are just appearances!

This man has never been affected by murderous intent from the beginning!

From start to finish!

Like other degenerates, his eyes showed the same disregard for life, but the feeling was completely different.

The indifference shown in the eyes of other people after participating in the killing fields of hell is like the satisfaction of a man and a woman entering the sage's time after a night of madness;

But the King of Heroes is different.

The indifferent emotion exuding in his eyes has not changed from the beginning to the end. Harvesting a life is as simple as eating and drinking, just like a human life and the lives of chickens and ducks in a restaurant. There is no difference.

It's not the killing intent that controls him, it's him controlling the killing intent!

"According to what you say, this king really has no reason to kill you?"

The woman in black veil trembled and did not answer, her delicate body lowered even further.

"But I have thought of one for you,"

The woman heard the King of Heroes say: "When you entered the door just now, you raised your head and looked at my face without my permission, right?"

"I, I didn't..."

The delicate body of the woman in black veil trembled slightly, and she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, but little did she know that from the first words she spoke when she entered the door, she was already sentenced to death by the other party.

Next second,

A bright silver spear flew like lightning from directly above her head and instantly pierced the back of her hand.

"...Ahhhh!!!"

The woman in black veil felt severe pain, terror, and consternation, and the threat of death spread throughout her body. She did not expect the attack of this shining spear at all, and raised her head in disbelief, looking for the figure of the gun thrower.

No, actually she didn't even have to look for it.

The majestic golden figure was still sitting on the high chair inlaid with blue-purple crystals. He looked majestic, and the golden armor covering his body shone brightly, even the light of the stars in the sky and the bright purple moon dimmed. .

The frightening sense of oppression filled the heart of the black veiled woman with fear, and the psychological fear even made her forget the anger and pain of physical injuries.

"Insects crawling on the ground, who allowed you to look up?"

The golden figure asked with a cold tone: "Knowingly committing a crime, the crime will be increased... Oh, there is one more thing, your screams have tainted my ears!"

Those bright red eyes, which were as bright as fire, stared at the woman in black gauze lying on the ground. There was no contempt in his tone, only incomparable indifference, as if the object of his punishment was really a tiny ant.

"You have no right to look at me. An insect must behave like an insect. Always lower your head and look at the ground, and then... go die!"

Countless ripples of radiant water appeared around the golden figure.

Immediately afterwards, a knife, a spear, a sword, a halberd, an ax, a ax...and other different weapons extended from these ripples, but each one was a gorgeously decorated treasure, exuding a brilliant golden light, and All the sharp points are pointed at the woman in black gauze.

It's over... the woman thought sadly, it was not the result of brain thinking, but an instinctive intuition.

In the Hell Killing Fields, every battle between Xuehai Zang was like this. He occupied the commanding heights at the beginning, such as the street lamps responsible for lighting in the field... and then released a rain of weapons of this scale like this.

The highest achievement was when he killed six Contras competing with him to ashes. When he walked out of the killing field of hell, he was immediately besieged by hundreds of people.

There were countless fists, kicks, and swords thrown at him, but the final outcome was that all those hundreds of people died in a tragic manner, and their severed limbs were scattered in every corner of the street. The people who came to restrain him have not yet tried to restrain him. The body was completely pieced together.

However, he was unharmed and walked around the city again as if nothing had happened.

At that time, Xuehai Zang became famous in the first battle. Because he once claimed that the sword rain he released was called the "King's Treasure House". Killing one person is a crime and killing ten thousand people is a hero. Therefore, his nickname in the killing city is:

hero King!

There was no more luck... The woman in black veil was left with nothing but despair and helplessness.

As the other party blurted out the final words of "die", countless weapons shining with golden light made the sound of breaking wind and fell towards her.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

In a trance, countless lights and shadows passed through the woman's eyes, and the sound of countless weapons breaking flesh and bones could be heard in her ears, and there was even a loud sound of the deep ground being penetrated.

It turns out that the people whose lives I harvested felt like this before...

The woman's consciousness is swallowed up by darkness.

In the room, the air became obviously moist and sticky, and the strong smell of blood spread everywhere. The cold female voice let out a sharp scream that was not like a human being, and the sound stopped abruptly.

In the corner, a delicate and convex body was convulsing violently.

"It's really troublesome to have to change rooms again..."

The golden figure complained, and immediately walked out of the crumbling house, which was on the verge of collapse, and came to the noisy street.

Fang Fu, as soon as he appeared, he immediately dispersed all the darkness around him.

Xue Haizang's slender and straight body was wrapped in polished golden armor. His blond hair that was originally let down stood like a raging fire. His upright and handsome face was sharp and angular, casting a shadow under the halo of the purple moon.

Aggressive!

The blood-red eyes were obviously different from those of ordinary people, exuding a certain mysterious brilliance that made everyone who stared at him involuntarily feel fearful.

"I, I read it right, the King of Heroes is here..."

"Damn it, I actually live next door to this murderous god..."

"Don't talk too much. You think your life is too long, so why don't you leave quickly..."

"Wait a minute, I haven't pulled it out yet, it's about to break..."

On the street, the crowd stopped moving and dispersed. Everyone wished that their parents had two legs and could run so fast!

The three words "King of Heroes" are like the symbol of death.

This is the same as the status of the King of Slaughter in their hearts. They all die anyway.

Everyone thinks that the King of Heroes is the most terrifying existence, because his opponent is facing the king's treasure house, a forest of swords and a rain of swords, and no lucky person has ever been able to leave a whole corpse, or even a head.

Murderous aura and soul power cultivation may not be directly proportional, but Xuehai Zang at this time is an opponent that no one in the killing city is willing to face.

"This kid's body is a little weak after all."

'Xue Hai Zang' whispered: "I can't even transform into a spirit body, but fortunately I have a brand new young body, and... my right arm is still there."

Snow Haizang, no, Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh subconsciously rubbed his right shoulder, feeling a burst of pain there.

Suddenly,

He seemed to have some realization, turned his head and looked in one direction, his eyes seemed to be looking somewhere through the city of killing, his expression softened, and his tone was deep and meaningful:

"Enkidu..."

At this moment,

"You have gone too far, young King of Heroes."

A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The solemn murderous aura surrounding Gilgamesh was poured back the moment the voice sounded, and was pressed into his body again. This made him, as a king, frown. .

The silent atmosphere on the street suddenly rose to the extreme like boiling hot oil.

Because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was suspended and falling from the sky.

"The King of Killing, the King of Killing, the King of Killing...!!!"

The degenerates on the outskirts of the street kept shouting. Even if their voices were hoarse, they still had no intention of stopping, because they had been hanging out in the killing city all year round and licking blood from the tips of knives. They knew one thing:

A luxurious killing feast is about to begin!