Chapter 159 Welcome to the City of Slaughter
The big man was not weak in combat experience either. In that brief moment, he immediately realized that he had no chance of escaping.
Rather than running away, it's better to fight to the death; there might still be a glimmer of hope!
The burly man's spirit rings lit up, and he raised his broadsword above his head, fiercely slashing down at Ling Yuan.
Even an eight-ringed Soul Douluo wouldn't dare to take this blow head-on; its destructive power is unimaginable.
Unfortunately, Ling Yuan is not an eight-ring Soul Master.
Without using any soul skills, Ling Yuan gradually gained some experience in manipulating and using soul power during her time with Qin Mu.
Flames continuously erupted from her body until they completely enveloped Ling Yuan.
Then, the flames suddenly receded, and were all absorbed into Ling Yuan's body.
Just as the broadsword was about to strike Ling Yuan, the flames within her body suddenly erupted again, this time several times hotter than before!
The burly man's desperate struggle did not save his life. To the horror of everyone in the tavern, the burly man vanished into nothingness without a sound.
That's right, it's nothingness!
The burly man was instantly vaporized by the spirit kite!
She herself was a super strong person with a soul power of level 96, and her martial soul reached the level of Phoenix Fire with the help of the Phoenix Cockscomb Flower.
Although Ling Yuan's Phoenix Fire cultivation no longer has the chance to reach its ultimate form, dealing with an eight-ring Soul Douluo is still a piece of cake.
After dealing with the burly man, Ling Yuan's cold gaze then turned to the other people in the tavern.
Suddenly, everyone in the tavern except Qin Mu and Yue Guan felt threatened!
Everyone released their martial spirits, and some even seized the opportunity to escape out of the tavern.
Just kidding, that's a genuine Title Douluo!
Even if they were given a hundred lives, they would still be no match for this Title Douluo!
Seeing that these people were about to escape from the tavern, how could Ling Yuan possibly give them that chance?
The flames on her body reignited, spreading from Ling Yuan's feet until, almost instantly, the entire tavern was ablaze.
The raging flames engulfed everyone inside the tavern, and some fearless individuals attempted to use their speed to escape.
Unfortunately, the moment this person touched the tavern's entrance, Ling Yuan's phoenix fire seemed to come alive, splitting off a flame from the burning tavern and landing on him.
Upon being struck by the flames, the man immediately noticed and hurriedly reached out to extinguish them.
However, the seemingly weak flame clung to the person like a leech, and over time, it gradually ignited the person.
Finally, with a painful scream, the man became a charred corpse.
Seeing Ling Yuan's immense strength, many people hurriedly begged for mercy from her, and some even knelt down and kowtowed to apologize.
Ling Yuan didn't even bother to ask Qin Mu's opinion; she suddenly swung her hands out and then instantly brought them together!
In an instant, everyone in the tavern except the bartender and waiters burst into flames.
Among these people, the strongest one is only an eight-ring Soul Douluo.
The others were mostly Soul Masters with four or five Soul Rings, and none of them had a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring; most of them had ten-year white Soul Rings.
Faced with Ling Yuan's immense power and terrifying flames, these people were utterly powerless to resist.
Just a few minutes later, the once bustling tavern was reduced to a charred ruin.
Of the original dozens of people, only a few remained.
Ling Yuan glanced coldly at the trembling waiter beside her, then very sensibly retreated behind Qin Mu.
"Excuse me, may I now enter the City of Slaughter?"
Qin Mu smiled, showing no sign of unease.
Upon seeing Qin Mu's state, the waiter immediately looked as if he had seen a ghost.
How could a young man who doesn't even dare to drink blood and looks like a novice possibly be the leader of that ruthless Title Douluo?
Qin Mu had no particular thoughts about what was happening before him.
Those who can survive in the small town above the killing capital are themselves criminals, with countless lives on their hands.
From the moment Qin Mu entered, he observed that every single person was carrying a cup of blood.
None of those people were innocent when they made those mocking and teasing remarks about me and Ling Yuan.
Although I knew from the beginning that these people were no good people to be able to live in Kill Town.
However, Qin Mu still found a reason for himself to let Ling Yuan handle these matters without feeling guilty.
When Qin Mu asked the question, the waiter was so frightened that his legs went weak and he couldn't say a word.
Seeing the waiter's timid state, Qin Mu knew that what had just happened had made the waiter afraid to argue with him anymore.
Just as he was about to ask the waiter to lead him into the Killing City, an untimely voice came from the bar.
"If you want to enter the Killing City, that woman who set the fire earlier is qualified."
"You? You're nothing but trash who follows her around. What right do you have to enter the City of Slaughter?"
The bartender behind the counter was a man of the world, and he wasn't afraid of Qin Mu and his group at all.
Seeing this, Qin Mu didn't say anything more. He spread his hands, and a Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand.
At the same time, the seven spirit rings on Qin Mu's body gradually emerged.
Purple, purple, purple, black, black, red, red.
A set of soul ring combinations that was beyond the bartender's comprehension appeared before him.
Upon seeing this, the bartender's eyes widened in surprise.
Although he appeared to be just a small-time bartender, he was fortunate enough to become the guide of the Killing City.
That's why no one dares to touch him in this place where people eat people alive.
He had also seen some people whose spirit ring ratios exceeded expectations, including several titled Douluo who possessed a 100,000-year spirit ring.
But the young man's spirit ring configuration, even the most outrageous one he knew, was nowhere near as good as Qin Mu's.
Furthermore, Qin Mu is only a seventh-ring Soul Sage, so how could he possibly possess two 100,000-year Soul Rings?
Before he could recover from his shock, Qin Mu slowly raised the Haotian Hammer in his hand and brought it down on the bartender.
The Haotian Hammer gradually magnified in the bartender's eyes, and eventually, the bartender was sent flying by Qin Mu's hammer, landing by sheer coincidence at the entrance where he had disposed of the body.
"Excellent, congratulations! You are now qualified to go to the City of Slaughter!"
When the bartender saw that Qin Mu had killed his colleague without the slightest hesitation, instead of showing any sadness or fear, a strange smile appeared on his usually cold and indifferent face.
"Trust in yourself; that is the rule of the Killing City!"
"Go in! There, you can get everything you want!"
"Finally, welcome to the City of Slaughter!"
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