Douluo's first sword

Chapter 346 Bloody Mary! [First update!Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass]

A lost town, an ordinary tavern in the middle.

There are ancient tables and chairs on display all around, the ceiling and the floor are all black, as if dyed with splashed ink, giving people a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

There were many guests in the tavern, but it was very quiet. The air was filled with a strong bloody smell, and most of these bloody smells came from the unknown red liquid in the wine glass.

The people here love this blood-red wine like crazy. Every time they take a sip, their faces will show intoxication.

Everyone was drinking quietly, no one spoke, no matter whether it was the tavern waiter or the tavern guests. The huge tavern was silent, and in this dim environment with lack of light, it looked a little scary.

"Dengdeng! Dengdeng!"

There was a sound of low footsteps, and an unexpected visitor who suddenly walked into the tavern broke the silence in the tavern.

This is a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with flowing black hair, deep eyes, and a slender and strong body wearing a black suit, full of heroism.

And that soft contoured, overly handsome face is extremely eye-catching, it can be called the beauty of the prosperous age, like a banished fairy who descended from the sky.

At this moment, the attention of everyone in the tavern was attracted by the black-haired boy. When they noticed this handsome boy, everyone raised the corners of their mouths slightly, drawing a sarcastic arc.

Even the waiter in the tavern cast a contemptuous glance at the black-haired boy, as if he was indifferent to him, and did not greet the newly arrived guest enthusiastically at all.

"Well... I'm almost exhausted after walking for a day!"

The black-haired boy acted like a dandy, he didn't care about the hostile gazes around him, but walked to an empty table, pulled out a bench and sat down, looked at the waiter who was playing with the wine utensils, and said : "Waiter, if you have any delicious food or drink, bring them all to the young master, the young master has money in his pocket!"

This kind of demeanor like a nobleman made the mockery in the eyes of the people around him even more intense. Everyone stared at the black-haired boy with unkind expressions, but he didn't seem to know anything. Sleep.

"Humph."

The waiter snorted coldly, glanced at the boy indifferently, put down the wine glass that had just been wiped in his hand, and asked impatiently, "What would you like to drink?"

The black-haired boy smiled faintly, tapped the dusty wine table with his slender and strong fingers, stared at the waiter's eyes without blinking, and said calmly, "Give me a Bloody Mary!"

Hearing this sentence, the waiter's face changed slightly, and his gaze towards the young man gradually turned cold. This guy is a bit of a man, not an ordinary dude.

But the surrounding guests laughed when they heard the black-haired boy's words.

"Hahahaha, where did you come from, you still want to drink a Bloody Mary?!"

"You really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, you'd better go back to your warm and fragrant nephrite and lick the woman's breasts!"

"Tsk tsk, I guess it's another dude who came out of a golden cage, it's ridiculous!"

Facing the contemptuous and obscene language around him, the black-haired boy smiled freely, but he was not angry at all.

With a smile on his face, he continued to say to the waiter: "By the way, get me some side dishes to serve with my drink. Let me think about it. Just dig out the hearts of everyone in this room and serve me with a drink."

The words turned cold all of a sudden, and the murderous intent filled the air, making the tavern suddenly dead silent.

The black-haired boy crossed his arms, crossed his legs, and glanced indifferently at the people who were staring at him all around. This obvious sarcasm suddenly made everyone's faces extremely ugly, and wisps of terrifying murderous aura spread rapidly, as if they were about to be killed in the tavern. Form a murderous storm.

This black-haired boy was naturally Fang Xuan who had just walked into the town.

According to the memory in his mind, the entrance of the city of killing was in a tavern in the middle of the town, so he quickly locked on to this seemingly ordinary tavern, and made sure that he came to the right place. The tavern in the city is where the entrance to the unusual killing capital is located.

And in this tavern, no matter the guests or the waiters, they are all outside members of the Slaughter City, they can be said to be outer disciples. They are all eager to enter the Slaughter City, but they have not been able to pass the test of the Slaughter City. Always wandering in the outside world, unable to enter the killing capital.

This is a bunch of losers!

It's just rubbish!

Fang Xuan coldly glanced at this group of frogs who thought they had experienced the vastness of the world. There was no emotion in their dark eyes. This group of guys whose average strength was only at the level of the soul sect did not arouse his interest at all.

"Arrogant boy, you actually look down on us, let me show you what cruelty is!"

A middle-aged man roared, holding a simple knife in his hand, and rushed towards Fang Xuan like a tiger.

This person looks to be in his 40s, with bronze skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a very rough appearance, and extremely strong muscles, like a big black cow!

"Drawing Knife Technique!"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he touched the handle of the saber at his waist with his right hand, and the long saber suddenly came out of its sheath.

This knife is not the demon sword Hongyu, but an ordinary iron knife. He just bought it at a blacksmith shop passing by. The city of killing is full of dangers. Two famous knives, Dao and Duan Shui Knife, were lost, so I bought an ordinary iron knife to make do with it.

Besides, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer!

The people in the room in front of him are not qualified to let him use the Demon Saber at all!

"Wow!"

There was a sound of drawing a knife like a dragon's chant, and the big man's eyes flashed, and a bright light of the knife lit up, the strong light pierced him a little bit hard to open his eyes.

Before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck, his head flew out, and the headless corpse fell heavily on the ground, with blood gushing out from his neck.

"This kid... is actually so strong!"

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped and showed shock. They obviously didn't expect that young man who looked like a dandy would possess such terrifying strength.

They originally thought that Fang Xuan was a little boy with no strength to restrain a chicken, but they didn't expect this guy to hide his secrets. Many people showed solemn expressions, and they dared not underestimate Fang Xuan anymore.

"I understand. This guy is the test given to us by the Killing City. As long as we kill him, we can enter the Killing City. Brothers, kill!"

At this time, someone yelled, the name of the Slaughter City was like a devil-like temptation, making these people in the tavern show fanatical expressions and flock to it.

The people who can come to this place are all summoned by the Slaughter City. They are obviously not those who are afraid of getting into trouble. Under the call of the Slaughter City, all of them have red eyes, become extremely crazy, and rushed to Fang Xuan like crazy. Run away.

black!black!black!black!black!

Five black halos rose from that slender body, Fang Xuan's black hair was windless, and a powerful aura erupted, and the whole tavern began to shake violently, as if he couldn't bear this powerful aura, and was about to crash.

"kill!"

With a roar, Fang Xuan was bathed in killing saber energy, and transformed into a peerless God of War. His fighting spirit was raging, his murderous aura soared to the sky, and terrifying murderous intent rolled out.

Two bloody lightning bolts shot out of his eyes, and he swung his long knife abruptly, directly chopping the big man who was the first to kill in front of him. The guy who surrendered was killed with a punch, his internal organs spilled out, and his bones splattered.

Fang Xuan's black hair was stained with blood, and he was full of fighting spirit. He started killing crazily among this group of big men, like an unrivaled demon star, killing countless people with fear.

The strongest of these are only the four-ringed soul sect, and most of the rest are some soul masters and soul masters, so how could they be Fang Xuan's opponents.

In less than 1 minute, more than 20 big men in this room were all beheaded by him. The tavern was in a mess, blood flowed like a river, there were pieces of flesh and blood everywhere, and the strong smell of blood filled the air. The whole tavern seemed to have become a hell on earth.

But at this time, the waiter was still standing on the bar counter, calmly wiping the wine glass, calmly, as if he didn't pay attention to the blood and corpses all over the place.

The attitude of the waiter was still very arrogant, he glanced at Fang Xuan faintly, and sneered with some disdain: "Hehe, do you think that killing a few people will qualify you to enter the killing capital?"

"Humph!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly, and a burst of red light was released from his pupils, quickly covering the waiter's body.

The coercion of the huge mental force radiated out, like an ancient ferocious beast roaring ferociously, directly frightened the rebellious waiter, and knelt down on the ground, trembling.

His current mental power is really too strong, much stronger than the average Title Douluo, just the coercion of mental power is not something this little waiter who only has the strength of the soul sect can resist.

Fang Xuan's black hair was disheveled, his eyes were cold, he put the knife back into its sheath calmly, sat down calmly in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, glanced coldly at the waiter, and said:

"Pour wine!"

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