Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

As soon as he entered this small town, Tang San felt something strange around him.

Tang San looked around and assessed the surrounding environment, thinking: "Is this town the killing city that dad said? Why is it different from what you imagined?"

Tang Hao walked in front of Tang San leisurely. He seemed to be familiar with everything in this town, and he quickly found the tavern in the town that led to the Killing City.

The air in the tavern was very turbid, and Tang San noticed that almost all the decorations here were dark red. Although it was daytime outside, the inside of the tavern gave people a cold and dark feeling.

At this time, there were not many degenerates in the tavern, so it seemed very quiet. But through the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San could clearly see traces of freshly wiped blood on the ground. It was obvious that someone had died here not long ago.

The appearance of Tang San and Tang Hao immediately attracted the attention of this group of fallen people, but they only glanced at them and continued to secretly plot something.

Tang Hao found a seat in the corner and sat down with Tang San. A waiter dressed in black and with a cold expression came over.

"You two, what would you like to order?"

Tang Hao said coldly: "Two glasses of Bloody Mary."

Hearing this, the waiter's expression changed slightly, "Are you sure you want a Bloody Mary?"

"I don't want to say it a second time!" Tang Hao's cold eyes shot out a cold light.

"You two, wait a minute." The waiter was so frightened by Tang Hao's cold eyes that he didn't dare to say anything, and turned to prepare the Bloody Mary.

Just as Tang San was about to ask Tang Hao what "Bloody Mary" was, he heard a conflict break out among the fallen at the table next to him.

"Become my nourishment, and you will be of some value." The Sixth Ringed Soul Emperor pinched the fallen soul master's neck, licked his lips greedily, and bit down on the fallen soul master's neck.

The body of the fallen soul master who was bitten on the neck shriveled up visibly. It was not until the blood in his body was completely sucked out that he was casually thrown aside by the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor.

The several fallen soul masters sitting next to him all had a bloody bat around their necks. Without exception, they all died as a result of being drained of blood from their bodies.

"It tastes good, but it's a bit fishy." The Sixth Ring Soul Emperor savored the taste of blood in his mouth and smiled sinisterly.

At this moment, the waiter walked up to Tang Hao and his son with a tray and two cups of Bloody Mary, and placed them on the table.

Seeing this, the Six-Huan Soul Emperor suddenly appeared next to the waiter, reaching out to snatch the Bloody Mary.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you come to trouble me. Get out!" Tang Hao's voice was like a bell, and his level 95 soul power exploded. The huge soul power pressure made the tavern tremble.

"Title Douluo!" The Six-ringed Soul Emperor's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately wanted to use his soul power to escape, but the pressure of soul power coming from his back slowed down the speed of the soul power in his body. As a result, his knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

The Six-Huan Soul Emperor begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I have offended you because I am blind. Please let me go."

Tang Hao didn't say anything. He picked up the Bloody Mary placed on the table and drank it in one gulp. His movements were done in one go without any sloppiness.

Tang San frowned, picked up the wine glass containing Bloody Mary and looked at it. The turbid dark red liquid exuded a strong human smell, as pungent as blood.

"Dad, is this cup filled with Bloody Mary? Why does it smell weird?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

Tang Hao glared at him and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and give him a drink."

Hearing this, Tang San took a deep breath, looked at the turbid liquid in the wine glass, closed his eyes suddenly, and drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp.

The moment he entered his mouth, Tang San felt a salty taste, with a bit of sourness. The strong smell of blood filled the air, and Tang San felt that his whole body was not well.

Tang San resisted the feeling of vomiting and asked anxiously: "Dad, what on earth is this? Why does it look like blood?"

Tang Hao looked at his son and said calmly: "This is blood, just a cup of human blood."

"What!" Tang San's face instantly turned pale, and a strong feeling of vomiting arose in his heart. The next moment, he couldn't help but turn his head to the side and vomited.

This feeling is completely different from the feeling when absorbing the vitality of soul masters and soul beasts. This is purely a double torture of taste and smell.

"Dad, why...why do we drink human blood?" Tang San asked in confusion after vomiting.

Tang Hao glanced at the Six-Soul Soul Emperor, who was covered in filth after being vomited by Tang San, and said calmly: "There is no reason. If you want to enter the Killing City, you must drink Bloody Mary, otherwise you will not even be qualified to enter. "

"Where did this chick come from? Go home. This is not the place you should be."

"You can't stand a Bloody Mary, but you still want to get in?"

"Go home and feed your mother some milk. That thing is much better than this Bloody Mary, don't you think?"

"Yes, hahahaha."

At this moment, about twenty people suddenly poured in outside the tavern. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be the aborigines of this town.

All kinds of dirty sounds filled the tavern. This group of people seemed to have found a point of catharsis in their depression, and they attacked Tang San without reservation.

However, Tang San was keenly aware that among this group of people, only five were soul masters, and they were only level 40 soul masters. With his current strength, he could easily kill them.

Tang Hao looked at the Six Soul Soul Emperor who was kneeling on the ground and could not speak, and asked: "Did you find these people?"

"No, I didn't find them. I don't know them!" the Six Soul Soul Emperor cried.

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at the twenty or so people who had poured into the tavern to insult Tang San, and said calmly: "Kill them."

The insults stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at Tang San with weird looks. Five of the spirit masters had already summoned their martial spirits, intending to teach these two ignorant guys a lesson.

Tang San also didn't expect that Tang Hao would arrange such a request for him, but without any hesitation, he opened the safety of the silent sleeve arrow hidden in his sleeve, aimed at the big man's heart, and shot out.

puff-

The sound of his heart being pierced by a sleeve arrow sounded. The big man who had been insulting Tang San just now was lying on the ground. There was still a small blood hole on his chest.

"You little bastard, you are seeking death for anyone who dares to kill us!" The cold voice of a strong man at the head of the crowd sounded.

"Kill this little bastard, and we will be eligible to enter the killing city. Kill him!"

As the man fell, the soul masters among the ordinary people released their martial spirits one after another. The ordinary people without soul power took out their machetes and slashed at Tang San.

Tang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "You bloodthirsty demons, how dare you insult my mother, you already have a way to die."

Having said that, five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black, rose slowly from Tang San's feet. Among them, the fourth soul ring suddenly shone brightly. The next second, the entire tavern was covered with a layer of black and blue. The blue silver grass was riddled with holes.