Chapter 379: Yum Killer God, refuses to be recruited and opens the road to hell

Early morning.

In the room on the third floor of Shilou, Ye Xishui stood up from Su Bai, with her long hair scattered on his chest.

She patted Su Bai's thigh shyly, then got out of the quilt and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Young Master, today is the hundredth game. "

Su Bai half-closed his eyes and put his arms around her waist to prevent her from getting up.

"Lie down a little longer. "

"no. "

Ye Xishui slapped his hand away, got out of bed neatly, bent down to pick up the clothes on the floor and put them on one by one.

The purple dress covered her slender figure again, and she looked back at Su Bai.

Su Bai was still lying on the bed, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Ye Xishui walked over helplessly, pulled him up by his arm, and straightened his collar.

She knelt down and put on Su Bai's boots, then stood up and tied up his hair. The movements were as skillful as if they had been done for a lifetime.

Su Bai felt very comfortable watching her busy.

Three months of living in the killing city, apart from fighting and killing during the day, Ye Xishui was waiting on him at night.

After this woman was summoned from ten thousand years later, she carved the word "young master" into her bones. She could do any work without complaining about any hardship.

"Let's go. "Ye Xishui clapped his hands and said, "After the last battle, it's time to go to hell. "

Su Bai stood up and stretched his muscles.

After three months of high-intensity fighting, his soul power has climbed all the way from level 69. After breaking through the bottleneck last night, he has firmly stood at level 70.

Level seventy, quasi-soul saint.

In the outside world, a seventy-level soul saint of this age is enough to drive the entire Douluo Continent crazy.

But in this place full of murderers, no one cares how old you are. All they care about is whether you make it out of the killing fields alive.

The two walked down the stairs, pushed open the door reinforced with alloy plates, and stepped into the streets of the inner city.

The blood-red sky remained the same as before, and the air was filled with a rusty smell.

Three months ago, there were many degenerates on this street who dared to bare their teeth at them, but now the whole street is deserted.

The names of Su Bai and Ye Xishui have long become taboo in the inner city.

At the entrance to the Hell Killing Fields, the Killing Messenger saw them coming, with a very subtle expression on his face.

"No. 9527, No. 9528. "The messenger called out the number dryly, "Today is your hundredth game. "

Su Bai casually flashed the iron sign. "Without any further ado, let's get started. "

The Killing Messenger swallowed his saliva and turned around to arrange his opponent.

Su Bai and Ye Xishui were taken to two different killing fields.

Ye Xishui's side started first.

Ten opponents were pushed into the field.

Su Bai stood in the stands and looked down. Ye Xishui had possessed the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, and a dark scythe lay in front of him.

At this moment, the temperature of the entire killing field dropped a few points.

"Start! "

Su Bai didn't even bother to blink.

The battle below is not a battle at all. Among the ten opponents, three were above level 70, an 82-level Contra, and an 87-level old man who exuded the aura of death.

Ye Xishui turned his right hand and took out the silver-gray ninth-level soul cannon.

"Xishui used the big guy today? "Su Bai raised his eyebrows.

The muzzle lit up.

The white-gold energy beam penetrated half of the field.

The eighty-seventh-level old man didn't even have time to hold up his defense, and his whole body was blown to pieces.

Before the remaining nine people could realize what was happening, Ye Xishui had already put away the soul cannon and drew the scythe across the arc.

Three seconds.

The place became quiet.

Ten corpses, or ten pools of flesh and blood, were scattered at Ye Xishui's feet.

She expressionlessly used the spherical soul guide to collect the soul fragments, and then picked up the hundredth iron plate handed over by the Killing Messenger.

"Yum. "Ye Xishui spat out two words lightly.

There was a dead silence among the scattered degenerates in the stands. No one dared to speak out.

Su Bai clapped his hands twice, "Beautiful. "

It was his turn next.

Su Bai jumped off the stands and fell into the center of the killing field.

The Holy Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, the sword body glowing with a faint white-gold luster.Ten opponents poured out from all directions.

The leader was a strong man covered in tattoos, his soul power fluctuated around level 80, and his martial soul was some kind of giant python. The ones following behind are not weak either, all of them are above level 70.

Su Bai took a step forward.

Qilin exerts pressure.

Pale golden ripples swept across the entire place.

The fallen ones with beast martial souls instantly felt the tremor coming from the depths of their blood, and the possession of their martial souls began to become unstable.

Su Bai didn't give them any time to adapt.

The Holy Spirit Sword pointed forward, and his figure turned into a sword light and disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already standing at the other end of the field.

The tattooed brawny man lowered his head and glanced at his chest. A sword mark across his chest was rapidly expanding, and blood was gushing out.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and he fell forward.

Su Bai turned around, swung the Holy Spirit Sword, and a sword energy swept out. The three fallen people who were huddled together and tried to defend together were swallowed up by the sword energy, and even their screams were swallowed up.

The legs of the remaining six people were weak.

Su Bai was too lazy to use any more soul skills, so he walked over with the Holy Spirit Sword and touched up the swords one by one.

Clean and tidy, without any sloppiness.

The whole process takes less than a minute.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the deepest part of the Killing City, echoing over the entire Hell Killing Fields.

"The winner..."

The voice seemed to come out of the ground, and every word was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"You two have earned the name of the God of Killing."

Su Bai and Ye Xishui raised their heads at the same time.

A gap opened in the dome above the killing field, and dark red light poured down from the gap.

The voice of the King of Slaughter continued to echo.

"For thousands of years in the Killing City, few people have been able to achieve a hundred victories. But the two of you not only achieved a hundred victories, but also defeated the fallen in the inner city so that no one dared to challenge them."

"Interesting."

"I give you an opportunity to stay in the Killing City and become the God of Killing under me. Enjoy the highest power and status in the Killing City."

Su Bai and Ye Xishui looked at each other.

Ye Xishui folded her arms, turned towards the dome and spoke.

"Not interested."

Su Bai was more straightforward. "Drive the road to hell, don't talk nonsense."

There was silence above the dome for a few seconds.

The hoarse voice sounded again, this time with a bit of coldness.

"If that's the case, then it's as you wish."

The moment the words fell, the entire hell killing field shook violently.

The ground under Su Bai's feet cracked!

It's not just local cracks, but the entire floor of the killing field is shattering.

Huge rocks rolled and fell into the endless abyss, and dark red light gushes out from the cracks.

The degenerates watching in the stands screamed in horror.

But they can't run away.

Streams of dark red bloody aura shot out from the cracks in the ground, accurately entangled the bodies of every fallen person in the stands, and dragged them into the abyss.