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Chapter 239 Bloody Tavern

"Sister Xi, is this the procedure for entering the Killing City?" Ning Rongrong asked while holding back her nausea. Her voice sounded muffled because she was covering her mouth.

"That's right. This is just some adaptation and buffering for you to enter the Capital of Killing. It's nothing compared to what's inside the Capital of Killing." Tang Qingxi did not elaborate on the situation in the Capital of Killing.

"Is this just adaptation?" Oscar said with difficulty.

Although Zhu Zhuqing's face was ugly, he didn't say much at this time. He just narrowed his eyes and thought about what would happen in the killing city.

Tang Qingxi casually played with the wine glass in his hand and said in a cold tone: "If you want to regret it, it's still too late. If you enter the killing city, I won't save you unless you are certain to die."

Ning Rongrong and Oscar hesitated for a moment, but then they silenced themselves and said nothing with pale faces.

They believed in Tang Qingxi's training and training for them. Since Tang Qingxi asked them to enter the killing city, no matter how hard it was to accept, they had to carry it.

Seeing that the three of them didn't say anything, Tang Qingxi nodded secretly, then reached out and pointed at the other people in the tavern: "Since you don't say anything, the next step is to kill everyone else here. No one will be left behind, and no one can run away.

Got it!"

"This..." Ning Rongrong and Oscar were stunned again.

The people in the tavern didn't pay any attention to them, let alone provoke them. Why did they want to kill them?

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stood up without hesitation. His martial spirit possessed him, black mist filled his body, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The drinkers in the tavern had indeed done nothing since they came in. Not many people even looked at them, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

Why kill them all? To enter the killing city?

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know and didn't ask, so he just did whatever Tang Qingxi said.

"Want to kill us? It's up to you, I'll go first..." Tang Qingxi didn't suppress his voice at all. The big man at the table nearest to them heard it clearly and jumped up immediately.

But before he finished speaking, he didn't even have time to unsheath the short knife at his waist. A flash of black light flashed across his throat, and several lines of blood appeared on his throat.

The blood line soon became thicker and thicker, and the blood began to gush out, staining the big man's clothes red.

Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared, looking indifferently at another person nearby.

She had secretly observed when she entered the tavern. There were a total of twenty-one guests in the tavern. Now that she had killed one, there were still twenty people left.

According to the auras they sensed, they were not very strong, and many of them were not even soul masters.

And as Zhu Zhuqing took action, the four soul rings on her body were revealed. The dark fourth soul ring made the atmosphere in the tavern even quieter.

Although Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing had both reached level 50 soul power, Tang Qingxi was not in a hurry to hunt for them soul rings to absorb.

Only Li Wenrui hunted the soul ring for her because he reached level 50 earlier.

Otherwise, their time intervals are too far apart and it will take a lot of time.

They themselves have experienced so much training from Tang Qingxi, and their strength has surpassed that of the Soul King. It is enough to survive in the killing city.

The Slaughter City is not a suitable place for cultivating soul power. If you put pressure on someone and then absorb the soul rings after coming out of the Slaughter City, your lifespan can be increased a lot.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing had started killing and intended to kill them all, the only soul king in the tavern with five soul rings stood up.

"It's not that easy to kill us!" Although it seems surprising that the fourth soul ring is ten thousand years old, there are only four soul rings after all. He has reached the realm of Soul King and has no reason to be afraid of a Soul Sect.

Of course, others, especially those who were not soul masters at all, tried to escape at this time.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar looked at each other. Although they struggled internally, they still gritted their teeth and took out their weapons and blocked the door of the tavern.

Zhu Zhuqing was going to block the door. Seeing their actions, he stopped and dealt with the Soul King first.

She simply lit up her fourth soul ring and used her soul skill Yama Ghost Killing. She immediately transformed into eight clones and started killing the drinkers around her.

The sharp claws of Zhu Zhuqing's own hands suddenly extended, and his speed increased instantly. His whole body seemed to turn into a black mist, and he quickly approached the Soul King.

The soul king was still somewhat cautious. Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was quite powerful, he used his defensive soul skills.

However, Zhu Zhuqing's first soul skill, Yama Thrust, directly broke through the defensive soul skill, causing him to fly backwards, leaving several scratches on his chest.

He had no idea that Zhu Zhuqing did only have four soul rings, but when his soul power reached level 50, his strength was not something that ordinary soul kings could compete with.

Then Zhu Zhuqing closed his hands above his head, and the sharp claws on his ten fingers fused together and turned into sharp blades. He slashed at the Soul King's head, a black light blade slashed out, and at the same time, two clones approached the Soul King.

The two clones exploded first, and then the light blade slashed down. The soul king had no resistance at all, and was directly killed by Zhu Zhuqing's continuous attacks.

At this time, there were several corpses lying at the door. The drinkers who tried to escape from the tavern were killed by Ning Rongrong and Oscar on the spot.

The other drinkers were also killed by Zhu Zhuqing's clones. The remaining soul masters were not as powerful as the Soul King. If they were directly blown to death by the clone's paper packets, the slightly stronger ones would also be blown to pieces.

Seriously injured.

After the most powerful Soul King is eliminated, harvesting the remaining lives is an extremely simple matter.

The three of them worked together, and soon all the drinkers were killed, and the tavern was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar's hands were now stained with blood, and a lot of blood was spattered on their bodies, and their faces became even paler.

They looked at Tang Qingxi, who was discussing something with Tang Hao without even looking at them or saying anything.

The two of them were still a little confused. Zhu Zhuqing reacted the fastest and looked at the remaining tavern waiters with cold eyes.

What Tang Qingxi said seemed to be to kill everyone except them.

When the three remaining waiters saw Zhu Zhuqing looking over, their faces turned pale, and one of them trembled quickly and said: "Enough, enough, you are already qualified to enter the killing city."

Ning Rongrong and Oscar also realized that there were three people left to kill. They did not include the waiter in the killing list at first.

Just as the three of them were about to take action, a bloody sword suddenly flashed across them. The three waiters wanted to say something, but they were silenced before they could speak.

The bloody sword light directly cut across their bodies, a blood line appeared on their bodies, and then the upper half of the body slowly slid down, revealing the incomparable fracture below.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly turned her head, and Tang Qingxi stood beside her without knowing it, holding the magic sword in his hand, with a flash of scarlet in his eyes.


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