Douluo's Ultimate Martial Soul

Chapter 67 Killing Capital ([-])
"Take him to the killing field, don't embarrass him!" An old voice from Space rang in everyone's ears.

Lin Yan looked up at the echo in the sky and knew that it was the words of the Slaughter King.

"Hmph, come with me, I hope you can get out alive." The guide said coldly.

Lin Yan was taken to a competition venue in the central area. Countless thugs watched the match from the outside. Ten people in the stadium started to kill, and only one survived in the end.

"This is a token for you. From today onwards, you will officially become a member of the Slaughter City. I hope you can get out of it. Over there is the registration place. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. Good luck! "After speaking, the messenger of the king of hell disappeared.

Lin Yan looked at the token in his hand, on which his number was written, nine five eight nine!

Lin Yan came to the registration office, threw the token just now and said indifferently: "Sign up!"

At the counter, the young lady tapped Lin Yan's sign on the machine a few times.

"You take it!" The lady at the counter took back Lin Yan's token.

"Oh? Another newcomer is here?" At this moment, the person next to him looked at Lin Yan with a sneer.

Lin Yan turned his head and stared at him, and he was trembling with fright. Lin Yan walked over with a sneer.

Soon it was Lin Yan's turn to compete, Lin Yan jumped down lightly, and then the other nine people also jumped down to surround Lin Yan.

"Oh? Newcomer, hey, let my brother ravage you!"

"Don't be afraid, let my sister love you..."

Lin Yan looked at the people around him who were laughing at him and was startled coldly, and the nine people around him were immediately knocked away a few meters away.

And the golden-red soul-breaking gun in Lin Yan's hand is extraordinarily beautiful, and the power contained in it is extremely huge.

"This is? Soul Breaking Gun... He is His Highness the Young Lord of the Spirit Hall!" At this moment, a person on the stage said tremblingly.

"What...he is His Royal Highness, Young Master of the Spirit Hall."

"Oh? You are the young master of the Wuhun Hall, the next pope. Interesting, but today you will die here too!" a big man in Taichung said coldly.

The weapons in everyone's hands were aimed at Lin Yan. They had lived for decades, so it was normal not to know that Lin Yan's murder was normal, and the person in the audience was so frightened that he peed his pants.

"Ants!" Lin Yan quickly disappeared in place, and then returned to the center in an instant, while the nine people beside him looked at Lin Yan with fear on their faces, and slowly closed their eyes and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked by this scene, even the messenger of the king of hell trembled. Throughout the ages, no one person has instantly killed the entire audience.

"Ninety-five eighty-nine wins in this game!"

"Call me Gun Soul!" Lin Yan said softly.

"Gun Soul! Gun Soul! Gun Soul!"

In a palace, the King of Slaughter looked at Lin Yan with a smile.

"Soul-breaking gun! Interesting, two people have appeared in thousands of years, and now they are the next Pope of the Hall of Spirits, boy, can you survive a hundred games and break out of hell?"

After the game, Lin Yan returned to a room, which was specially prepared for him at this time, and the hundreds of people outside the room who had enemies with the Wuhun Temple saw the young man in the room with cold eyes.

At this time, Lin Yan also noticed the killing outside, and slowly walked out with a soul-breaking gun. When Lin Yan walked out, everyone rushed up.

Lin Yan looked angrily at the thugs who surrounded him, hundreds of them killed him alone, a kind of extraordinary Contra powerhouse who had reached its peak.

Lin Yan's face twitched, and he rushed in quickly. Wherever he went, not a single blade of grass grew, and the blood of hundreds of people was splattered everywhere. An hour later, everyone fell to the ground, and Lin Yan half knelt on the ground with his hands covered There was blood, and the onlookers kneeling on the ground couldn't believe such a scene!

"From now on, whoever dares to disobey will die!" Lin Yan roared, and all the people beside him fell on the ground and surrendered in an instant.

After seeing everyone lying on the ground, Lin Yan walked back to the house. After hundreds of people fighting, Lin Yan's soul power was exhausted, and he had to go through recuperation before he could finish tomorrow's game.

One day later, Lin Yan came to the competition venue on time and reported his name. The moment Lin Yan stepped into the competition venue, everyone felt shocked. They were too scared. He had never seen such a massacre before. I am afraid that only Lin Yan If one person can do it, one is worth a hundred.

"Gun Soul! Gun Soul! Gun Soul!"

The moment Lin Yan stepped into the arena, everyone shouted, and the name of Gun Soul quickly reached everyone's ears.

"This gun soul is too strong. A few years ago, it was King Shura and the Hell Envoy, and now there is a gun soul. How come there are so many strong people in the past few years!"

"You're wrong, the most powerful person in recent years is the spear soul. Once King Shura used one for a hundred, and this spear soul killed hundreds of high-level soul masters with one person's power. I'm afraid he has been the only one in thousands of years! "

Everyone on the stage was discussing, but the nine people in the audience looked at Lin Yan tremblingly. The name of Gun Soul has spread throughout the killing capital, and no one does not know the name of Gun Soul.

"What should we do? We can't beat him at all, even if we join forces, it's hard to hurt him!" One of the men trembled.

"It's better to fight to the death than to sit and wait for death. It's not certain who will win the battle. Although he can beat a hundred with one, are we afraid of him?"

"Yeah, kill him, and we will become the new gods of killing, go through the hell road, return to our world all the way, and step down the Wuhun Temple!"

Lin Yan squinted at the few people who spoke loudly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he really didn't know what to do.

"Is it up to you? The dead bones in the middle of Sichuan are also worthy of the enemy's Wuhun Hall. Today, I will use your dead souls to pay homage to my soul-breaking gun!" Lin Yan said coldly.

After speaking, he disappeared, and appeared behind a person in an instant. The strong killing intent made that person unable to extricate himself, and he was directly blown out of the competition field by Lin Yan.

The other people were shocked and rushed towards Lin Yan immediately.

"Go to hell with all the ants!" Lin Yan swept away with all his strength, and several people flew out, and all fell into the abyss of the playing field.

Lin Yan took back the soul-breaking gun in his hand, and flew out of the center of the playing field with a light body.

"Soul of the gun! Soul of the gun! Soul of the gun!" Everyone shouted, this is so wonderful, the feeling of being ravaged is really good.

"Let's congratulate Gun Soul for winning the second victory in the venue!"

Lin Yan left the game field and returned to his room to rest under the eyes of everyone. Everyone can only participate in one game a day, and each time he wins a game, he can live here for a year.

As far as Lin Yan knew, Hu Liena, the messenger of hell, had already broken out of the road to hell, and had already obtained the title of God of Death, and the domain of God of Death, which made Lin Yan quite happy.

"Senior Sister is waiting for me, I will also rush out of Hell Road, Tang San, you are also very strong, I don't know how far you have grown now, the domain of killing gods haha!"

In the Palace of the Slaughter Capital, the King of Slaughter looked at Lin Yan in the mirror with a smile on his face. This little guy is getting more and more interesting. If he grows up, he might really reach that level!

(End of this chapter)