Douluo: Hell starts, ask to marry Bibi Dong

Chapter 24 One Year Later
"Then come." Qin Xuan was expressionless, with his left hand clenched into a fist, his right hand glowing red, there was no Fengming, only a red long bright sword.

After nearly half a month of running-in and practicing the Ghost Valley Breathing Technique, Qin Xuan has been able to freely retract the Suzaku sealed in the Changming Sword.

The leading knight didn't speak any more. He looked sideways at the narrow passages around Qin Xuan to make sure that the other party had no room to dodge. He slowly raised his knight's spear in his hand, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the horse under his seat suddenly accelerated.

"Remember who killed you, Evil Knight Chegrava."

He carried a tragic breath and went straight to kill Qin Xuan, the cold breath permeated, and a solemn murderous aura rushed towards him.

Just when the spear point was about to hit Qin Xuan's chest, Qin Xuan moved, his right foot lightly stepped on the ground, and his left foot jumped onto the spear point.

Although the passage is narrow, it is difficult for the war horse to turn around, but because it is close to the gate, the height is three to four meters, and the further inward, the higher the ceiling.

Qin Xuan flew over Cheglava's head, somersaulted forward, and swung his sword.

"How is this possible?" Che Guevara never expected that Qin Xuan would dodge his spear in this way, and wanted to regret it, but it was already too late.

He subconsciously raised his gun.

Zheng——

click-

The sound of the sword and the sound of metal breaking sounded almost at the same time, and the knight's spear and Che Guevara's helmet were split into two, revealing a frightened and bloodless ferocious face.

A line of blood quietly emerged from the top of Che Guevara's head and extended to his chin.

Che Guevara held two broken spears in his hand, his body twitched violently a few times, and then rolled off the horse, the horse neighing.

Qin Xuan put away the Ever Bright Sword and Martial Soul, landed on his heels, and the huge door was opened again.A young woman with a black veil came out from inside.

"You killed him?" The young woman's voice was pleasant, and when she came to Qin Xuan, she seemed to have seen an extremely terrifying thing, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

It wasn't because he was afraid that this young man who was about his age in front of him had the strength to defeat the evil knight, let alone because he was afraid that Che Guevara would be killed.

But fear the wrath of the King of Slaughter.

It's up to the owner to beat the dog.

It's hard to imagine, if someone is in his territory and kills his people, what kind of anger will that King of Slaughter explode.

However, Qin Xuan's answer made her get to know the young man in front of her again.

"He wants to kill me, so of course I can kill him, but I also understand the rules of this place. A small town is a small town, and the city of killing is the capital of killing. The wrath of that person."

The woman in black gauze glanced at Qin Xuan in surprise, and stepped forward to check.

After confirming that Che Guevara was only seriously injured and lost consciousness, he threw a token to Qin Xuan, "It seems that you are not a reckless man, on the contrary, you are very smart."

"Then have I passed the test now?" Qin Xuan took the token casually, glanced at the number on it, '[-]', and soon lost interest.

His eyes turned to the inside of the door.He saw the whole picture of the killing capital.

This is a black city.The walls are black and the buildings are black.Except for a purple waning moon hanging 500 meters above the city.Everything is black, like the existence of night.

"Of course." The black-veiled woman walked away in front of him and made a gesture of invitation, "Welcome to the capital of killing."

Holding the signboard, Qin Xuan strode into it without looking at the black-veiled woman again.

Looking at Qin Xuan's receding figure, the woman in black gauze was about to follow, when the voice of a black-armored soldier sounded from the side, "Master Killing Messenger, Master Che Guevara seems to be dying, do you want to send it?"

"He is useless, just find a place to bury him. I will report to the great king later."

The woman in black gauze glanced at the other party impatiently, and quickly followed in the direction of Qin Xuan.

Killing and serious injury, although it is only a difference in thought, are two concepts.Killing people in a small town is nothing, after all, it is a test in itself.

Even the reception staff of the killing capital.If you die, you will die, and Tang San killed it in the original book.

But killing people in the capital of killing is a big deal, and it's completely slapping the face of the king of killing.

If things go on like this, the King of Slaughter will be turned upside down, who else will put him in the eyes of the King of Slaughter?
Che Guevara was seriously injured, but the injury was a little serious, the skull was cracked, even if he survived, it would be useless.

In the killing capital, a place where people cannibalize people, no one will try their best to heal the wounds of a mere centurion.

On the contrary, it was Qin Xuan who aroused her interest.

This young man not much older than herself reminded her of the disciples of the Clear Sky School who had crossed the road to hell a few years ago.

The other party seems not to be a fallen person, but to obtain the killing god domain.I came here specially to practice.

One side is Haotianzong, and the other side is Wuhundian. It's really interesting! A playful and expectant smile appeared on the charming face of the woman under the veil of black veil, and she quickened her pace.

After a few steps, he followed Qin Xuan and walked side by side with him, tirelessly explaining the rules of the killing capital.

Ever since she was accepted as a maid by the King of Slaughter, she knew that she would never be able to escape from this decades-long life of darkness for the rest of her life.

Compared with the dead silence as always, she hopes that someone can stir up the situation in this sinful world.

She, the Messenger of Slaughter, the black-veiled woman who received Tang San in the future in the original book, has high expectations for Qin Xuan.

one year later.

Hell Killing Fields.

"Bang! Bang!"

The heads of the last two opponents were thrown away, blood spurted, separated under Qin Xuan's Changming Sword, and fell slowly.

With his left hand, he threw away the fine iron long sword that he didn't know how many times he had damaged, and held the long bright sword high above his head with his right hand.

The almost condensed murderous aura surrounded the whole body, and Qin Xuan unreservedly released the terrifying and bloody killing aura all over his body, forming a huge bloody vortex in the air.

99 battles, 99 consecutive victories, this is Qin Xuan's current achievements in the killing place of hell.

Because of the high-grade healing elixir bought in the mall, injuries and toxins are almost meaningless to Qin Xuan, and almost no one can hurt him.

And because [Phoenix Fire] can isolate the miasma, the murderous aura he has accumulated in this year is hardly disturbed by the outside world.You don't need to spend most of your time to calm down the murderous aura.

Therefore, whenever he can make an appointment to compete in the Hell Slaughter Field, he will participate.

And because every time after the end of the hell killing game, he would chop off the heads of any creatures that tried to get close to him within ten meters.

As time goes by, Qin Xuan got a famous name in the killing field of hell: Black Dragon.

It was rumored that he was wearing a black robe, and no one had seen his true face.And Shichang wielded a dragon-shaped sword energy in the killing field of hell, beheading all enemies, hence his fierce reputation.

ps: second update
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