Douluo’s Royal Knight

"Please, sign up for me. I want to participate in the next competition." Yang Yi said to the black-veiled girl.

At this time, the black-veiled girl no longer thought that the young man in front of her was an idiot. Yang Yi's strength made her feel a little fear involuntarily. Nodding without hesitation, he took the ID card handed over by Yang Yi and went.

For the killing capital, Yang Yi's only feeling is nausea. Therefore, he was unwilling to delay here even for a day. After a hundred victories, you can win the championship and challenge Hell Road, and you will be able to leave here. He has decided that the battle will start today, from now on. From a distance, he felt a bunch of concerned eyes cast on him, turned his head to look, and saw that the person looking at him was Hu Liena.

The killing journey started from this day. In this dark world, in this bloody and depraved world. Not only does he want to win every game, he also has to go out alive.

Three days after entering the capital of killing, Yang Yi had already killed more than three figures of fallen people. And he participated in only two games. It took three days for Yang Yi to understand that in this place, what is really scary is not the enemies in the hell killing field. It's the constant sneak attacks that he has to face when the game is over when he is at his weakest.

No wonder Hu Liena only played 16 matches in one year. From then on, Yang Yi learned to be cautious, cautious and more forbearing.

One month has passed, and the number of Yang Yi's victories in the Hell Killing Fields has increased to nine. There are fewer and fewer people who dare to sneak attack him now. But also getting stronger. As the number of victories increased, he learned another rule. That is, in each new match, the opponent he faces must not participate in the Hell Slaughtering Field match five times less than himself. Unless everyone is less than himself and exceeds this number.

one year later.

The icy breath was suffocating, and a total of ten people walked slowly into the hell killing field. Yang Yi walked in the third place among these ten people. But he was the focus of the other nine.

Sixty-eight participations, and naturally sixty-eight wins, this is Yang Yi's current result. In the entire killing field of hell, there are only two people with better grades than him. One of them is Hu Liena who has won 72 victories.

Everyone who came here to participate, apart from the right to continue to survive in the killing capital, what they look forward to most is a hundred victories. With the title of 100-match champion, one can become a permanent resident of the killing capital. In addition to not being able to leave here, it has extremely high authority here. Even Ke Qing who can become the King of Slaughter.

Although it was the 68th battle, the lives of Yang Yi's subordinates had already exceeded a thousand. However, in the past two months, even after the game, no one dared to attack him.

It's not that Yang Yi doesn't want to end the hundred battles quickly,

It's because as his victories increase, fewer and fewer people dare to fight when he participates in killing contests. It often takes a few days to gather ten people. And it was the case that Hell Killing Fields did not disclose the specific time of his participation in advance.

Over the past year, Yang Yi and Hu Liena have become the stars of Hell's Killing Fields. Especially Yang Yi, who achieved such a result in only one year, he can already be ranked in the top ten since the establishment of Slaughter City.

Compared with when he first came here, Yang Yi's expression was more gloomy, and even his body exuded a faint bloody aura. Cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel have already become synonymous with him.

It's not that strong soul power can defeat opponents. In Yang Yi's hands, several opponents with soul powers above level 80 have already died. A soul master who has not been around is like a tiger that has lost its minions. What's more, Yang Yi himself is terrifying like a killing machine.

The most dangerous time was when Yang Yi, who had just destroyed two opponents with spirit power over 80th level in the competition, walked out of the hell killing field weakly, and was immediately besieged by hundreds of people. There were countless knife wounds on his body. But in the end, all those hundred people died. And there are no bones left. And Yang Yi was just like that, with black air all over his body, his muscles curled up and he crawled out from the pile of dead people.

Three days later, as if nothing had happened, he walked into the killing field of hell again. On that day, no one dared to fight. Within twenty-four hours in the killing field of hell, there was no battle.

He has physical and mental strength that ordinary soul masters do not have, and he has trained in the Star Dou Forest since he was a child, and he has received intensive training from Ditian and the others during the eight months in the Slaughter Capital, and he has the powerful Garu Lu Pao and Tyrannosaurus Sword are used as weapons.

As a result, Yang Yi didn't even use the soul skill of the soul bone in this year, and that became one of Yang Yi's trump cards.

At that time, Yang Yi became famous in the first battle. His nickname in the Slaughter Capital is: Hell Knight.

At this time, the nine people who entered the arena together with Yang Yi, of course, could not be only five games away from him, because Yang Yi's number of victories is already far ahead. I don't know if it was Hu Liena's avoidance on purpose or the arrangement of Hell's Killing Fields. From the beginning to the end, Yang Yi never met her. Therefore, both are still alive. Here, Hu Liena also has a nickname, her nickname is the messenger of hell.

At this time, among the nine people who walked into the hell killing field together with Yang Yi, three were already trembling all over, and the remaining six were also full of viciousness. After nine people were locked into the venue. Yang Yi was surrounded in the center almost immediately. Because they knew that if they didn't kill Yang Yi, they wouldn't be able to live.

There was a touch of blood red in the dark blue pupils. The cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread from Yang Yi almost instantly. Closing his eyes, he seemed to enjoy the shuddering sensation of these fallen beings around him.

This year, Yang Yi's soul power has improved very little, and now it is only fifty-five levels, which has only increased by two levels. But he believes that the current him can completely defeat the three selves a year ago at the same time. Only by constantly struggling on the edge of life and death can one understand the true meaning of actual combat.

Roaring and hissing, nine voices sounded from nine directions around Yang Yi almost at the same time. The nine opponents rushed towards Yang Yi at the same time.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Yang Yi was not looking at the opponent in front of him. It was Hu Liena standing there in the dark corner of the auditorium in the Hell Slaughter Field.

For a year, Hu Liena has watched almost all the games with Yang Yi.

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

It's not because of Yang Yi's endless killing methods. But because of the perseverance of this man.

Anyone who comes to the capital of killing and struggles with death every day will fall accordingly. Especially men. Because under this tremendous pressure, everyone needs a way to relieve. But Yang Yi didn't. After the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice. When he walked out of the hut, the only place he went was the killing field of hell.

I don't know how many beautiful women want to throw themselves into the arms of this hell knight, but they are only greeted by Yang Yi's cold murderous aura.

As early as when Yang Yi won 20 games, Hu Liena was sure that this man had the same purpose of coming here as her own. To exercise myself.

In the past, she always felt that her brother was the most outstanding man she had ever seen. After the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition ended, although she didn't want to admit it, all the people in Zihan's Extreme North Knight Academy and Cang Hui Those seven people from the academy were above her, and in order to catch up with them, Hu Liena came to this killing capital to practice.

And the man in front of him was the seventeenth.

Just when Hu Liena was full of thoughts, Yang Yi's battle on the field was over. At this time, the Tyrannosaurus Sword in Yang Yi's left hand was already stained with red blood.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Yi saw that some of the digital inscriptions on his Tyrannosaurus Sword were stained with the color of blood.

In this battle, Yang Yi was not injured at all.

But when the battle was over, Yang Yi was not in a hurry to leave. He walked slowly to each of the previous opponents and stamped his foot.

The skull was at his feet like a broken egg. And the white light emanating from his feet kept the filth splashed from dripping onto him.

The previous battles taught Yang Yi that as long as the opponent's head is not broken, he must not give up his vigilance. In order to understand this truth, he had to pay the price of breaking three ribs.

Sixty-nine wins, this is Yang Yi's current achievement. He was one step closer to Hu Liena.

The capital of killing, a dark and spacious room.

It was an extraordinarily huge chair, and the blue and purple crystals were inlaid on the chair. These crystals outline a drum tower-like form. Everything here is dark red except this chair.

"The Hell Knight has won another game." A cold female voice sounded in the gloom.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only vaguely see that this person was tall and thin.

"The great king. Shall we start contacting him? It's been a long time since there has been a real strong man in the capital of killing."

"Do you think he is a real strong man?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.

"At least in terms of skills, he is. Hell Knight seems to be born for the killing capital. His soul power is not particularly strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong, and his physique is also very strong. Even if Titled Douluo is in the Slaughter City, it is impossible to kill him without soul skills. I can be sure that there is at least one soul bone on King Shura."

The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think, can he complete a hundred games and challenge Hell Road?"

"It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed. But he may not be able to walk the road to hell."

The Slaughter King said coldly: "There is no need to touch him."

"Why? Great king, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhundian thousands of years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"

The King of Slaughter said coldly: "Wuhundian has no time to take care of us now. A month ago, there was a guest here. Do you remember?"

"guest?"

"Yes. It is one of the only two killing gods left in the world."

"Could it be that the Hell Knight has something to do with that God of Death?" The cold female voice trembled a little.

The King of Slaughter said indifferently: "No, Hell Knight has nothing to do with that God of Death. In this world, if one can truly threaten the Capital of Slaughter, it is by no means the Spirit Hall. It is these two Gods of Death. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass Hell Road can still use soul skills within the Slaughter Capital. Although the Hell Knight has nothing to do with the Killing God, the Hell Envoy and the Killing God are still It has something to do with it. The messenger of hell was sent by one of the two gods of death. Let everything take its course."

"The great King of Slaughter, I am afraid that he will bring some unpredictable results to the Slaughter City. After all, every appearance of a Slaughter God will be accompanied by a crisis for the Slaughter City. In our Slaughter City Isn’t there such an instruction left on the fable wall? The God of Death is coming, the disaster of hell. In the past few times, every time the God of Death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the City of Slaughter. If it really happens again this time, I’m afraid... ..."

The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice, "I've also thought about this question. Although the hell knight is not backed by a god of death, I can't break the rules of the city of killing. The messenger of hell is still backed by a god of death."

"Great king, how about this? We arrange the hell messengers to face the hell knights, if they..."

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell of blood scattered in all directions. Shouting, at the corner, a protruding body trembled violently.

"Don't think that I can just talk nonsense because I love you. After passing the hell road, the killing god can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the hell killing field is that fallen people with more than 50 victories will not be in the same game. Meet. If the killing god knows about this situation. For the capital of hell, it will be a truly devastating disaster. In their killing god domain, any soul master can restore the use of soul skills. And you also see I’ve fought the Hell Knights, do you think the Hell Angels have any chance of defeating the Hell Knights, if the killer finds out, you should know what we will face. Otherwise, why do you think I compromised with them?”

With blood-red eyes floating in the air, the King of Slaughter muttered to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they won't be able to persist for a hundred games, let alone pass the road to hell. Otherwise, two killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the capital of killing will come soon. And recently, another god of killing has come, and that name is the most terrifying existence among the two remaining gods of killing. It seems that his arrival is also to send someone over. If this is the case, the Capital of Slaughter is really going to be a catastrophe for Jinli."

Then the Slaughter King waved his big hand, and a thick dark red liquid flew out in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge pool of blood, filled with viscous fresh blood.

Opening his mouth to swallow the blood, two fangs were faintly exposed in the dim light.

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