All Realms Sign-in from Hokage

"The bloody mary that I need to watch the battle can be used even if it's not my own, otherwise no one will come to watch the battle," Ye Feng said.

"That's right, you can take blood from the weak." The girl in black nodded.

If watching a battle requires the spectator to pay a cup of his own blood, then only a fool would watch others fight.

But in this way.

The blood of those weak will become someone else's ticket.

have to say.

This is a very unfriendly rule for the weak.

But no one who comes here is worthy of pity.

"No need, the battle of the weak is not worth watching." Night Breeze smiled casually, and handed his token to the staff in charge of registration.

Little effort.

Night Breeze's registration procedures were completed smoothly.

Every match in Hell's Killing Fields is played by ten people.

On the huge killing field.

Night Breeze greeted the others with a smile very politely.

"Everyone, looking at your appearance, you must regret coming to the capital of killing, but it doesn't matter, since you have met me, I will use the most gentle way to send you away from this place full of corruption forever."

The voice fell.

A murderous light flashed from the lens on the bridge of Yefeng's nose.

And with the appearance of this ray of light.

Several people on the ring stage couldn't help but hit a shock directly.

obviously.

The strength of the contestants in each competition will vary, and some of them are even fed up with the pain of contributing to the Bloody Mary, so they bite the bullet and participate in the competition.

But in this kind of place.

The strong are always strong and the weak are always weak.

From the first time they chose to escape, they were destined to die in this killing capital.

"Lisa, it seems that the quality of the newcomers you brought this time is very good. It's the first time you participated in the killing field of hell, and you can show such killing intent." A staff member of the killing field stood beside the girl in black. Said.

"What's the matter, whoever came to the capital of killing is not covered in blood. I don't think that guy named Aizen doesn't know what awe is. He is destined to be killed by the tiger-faced killer on stage. Tear it up with your own hands!"

"That's right, Tiger Face Killer has participated in the Hell Slaughtering Fields for the third time this year. If this momentum continues, he will definitely have a place in the top 100 of our Hell Slaughtering Fields in the future."

"Hmph, what do you know, he is different from others, he will not die here." The girl in black let out a cold snort.

Although the girl hadn't been in contact with Night Breeze for too long.

But through the girl's sixth sense, she intuitively thought that Night Breeze was strong, and maybe he could get out of the killing city alive!

"Hush!!! Lisa! Don't talk nonsense like that! If you are heard by the great King of Slaughter, you will know what will happen to you!"

Hearing the words "King of Slaughter".

The girl in black and the surrounding staff all calmed down cautiously.

This killing capital is not a place where one can speak freely!

Be cautious in words and deeds. These four words must be paid attention to!

Little effort.

The battle in the arena has already begun.

Ten people melee.

Only when there is only one living person left in the ring can the match be considered over.

so.

No matter what method you use, as long as you can survive to the end, you can win.

Some people quickly rushed to the edge of the ring at the beginning, trying to save energy and let others consume each other first.

Some people are very confident in themselves.

The game begins.

They started killing wildly like hunters.

Just like the tiger-faced killer mentioned by the staff, his martial soul is a big sword with a tiger head. Killed three contestants in a row.

"Spicy chicken! You guys dare to participate in the Hell Killing Field competition?" The tiger-faced killer chopped off a middle-aged woman in front of him. In the capital, anyone is essentially a relationship between killing and being killed.

Just when the tiger-faced killer was triumphant.

suddenly.

A very peaceful voice sounded from behind him.

"What you said is very interesting, but since you have already realized it, why did you come to participate in the competition?"

The voice fell.

Tiger Face Killer suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by the most vicious snake in the world.

He shuddered, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Stop pretending to me! I'll kill you!"

The tiger-faced killer gritted his teeth.

Soul power surged out of the body.

The robe on his body is automatic without wind.

A tiger-headed broadsword in his hand was wrapped in a gust of hurricane, and without thinking about it, he backhanded and slashed towards the back.

"Oh? Your reaction speed is really good, but this shouldn't be the reason why you mistakenly think that you are not a hot chicken."

Facing the swift blow of the tiger-faced killer.

Night Breeze just raised two fingers, and there was a layer of water flowing on them.

With strong soul power, he pinched the tiger-faced killer's big sword with ease.

"Boy! You don't need to be arrogant! Let me tell you the truth! The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to talk to me like that was almost taller than you!"

The voice fell.

The tiger-faced killer's broadsword held by Night Breeze suddenly shone with a pale yellow light.

The tiger-headed broadsword disappeared.

And at the same time.

The left hand of the tiger-faced killer made an upward gesture, and in the process, the tiger-headed broadsword solidified again in his left hand.

This trick is very clever.

Based on this move, it is not difficult to judge that this tiger-faced killer must have been a master before he entered the killing capital.

But as the so-called soul skills in the world can only be broken quickly.

Just when Tiger Face Killer thought that Night Breeze was just like those people he had killed with this move.

He suddenly saw a white light shine.

Immediately afterwards.

He felt that his vision began to spin, and his vision moved down during the rotation, and a big head just fell at his own feet.

And after Night Breeze killed the tiger-faced killer, he didn't even take a second look, and continued to walk towards the next target with a peaceful mind.

An ordinary ninja knife, an ordinary flat slash, methodically harvesting the lives on the stage.

that's all.

Less than three minutes.

Night Breeze was the only one left in the entire arena.

There was always a smile on his face, and there was a deep tranquility in his eyes, as if he was really a redeemer, redeeming the soul of the killer.

Gudoo!

The referee of the killing field swallowed his saliva, walked slowly onto the ring, and announced the final result.

But let's be honest.

This referee has been in the killing capital for so many years.

I have never seen such a calm killer!