Chapter 92: The Attitude of the King of Slaughter, One Hundred Battles a Day (4k)_1

"Hahaha, ignorant and fearless!"

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, the Black Armored Knight laughed instead of getting angry, mocking Qin Xiao's ignorance.

"You probably don't know how many arrogant fools like you have been trampled into mincemeat by my warhorse!"

As he spoke, he pointed his long spear at Qin Xiao, "Kill!"

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The warhorse suddenly accelerated, charging towards Qin Xiao.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...

In the blink of an eye, the Black Armored Knight and his warhorse had reached Qin Xiao, the sharp spear, gleaming with a cold light, fiercely stabbed towards Qin Xiao's throat.

With such sharpness, let alone flesh and blood, even thick steel plates could be pierced through.

Even, Qin Xiao could already see the bloodthirsty gleam in the Black Armored Knight's eyes.

Swish!

At the next moment, the spear pierced Qin Xiao's throat as desired.

But to the Black Armored Knight's shock, there was no resistance at all, like stabbing at the air.

That's right.

It was air!

"Damn, it's an afterimage."

The bloodthirsty look in his eyes completely faded, giving way to a look of shock.

But it was all too late.

A figure descended from the sky, bearing down on him with the weight of Mount Tai, pressing down ferociously.

He hurriedly tried to defend.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the cave.

Under the gaze of over a hundred onlookers, the Black Armored Knight and his warhorse beneath him were crushed into a mush of flesh.

Silence, a death-like silence.

It wasn't until Qin Xiao casually picked up three tokens on the battlefield that the many Black Armored Knights regained their senses.

Hiss...

They couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Instant kill!

A thorough and decisive instant kill!

Their leader, the Terror Knight, had just fallen at the hands of this young boy, unable to withstand a single move?

How terrifying was that?

The Black Armored Knights were stunned.

"Your Highness's strength is still formidable even here!"

Meng Yiran's eyes also showed a complex look.

The strength of Qin Xiao could only make her look up in admiration.

"Do any of you still wish to stand in my way?"

Qin Xiao's gaze swept lightly over the crowd.

It was hard to imagine, but these Black Armored Knights, notorious for their killing, couldn't help but feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet when facing Qin Xiao.

Instinctively, they made way, clearing a path for Qin Xiao and the two ladies.

"Let's go."

Qin Xiao simply said and strode forward.

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran flanked Qin Xiao, one on each side.

...

After quite some time.

Qin Xiao, along with Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, once again halted their steps.

In front of them stood a pitch-black city gate, atop which were written four bloody characters:

Slaughter City!

"Once you enter here, aside from yourselves, you'll have no one else to trust, including me!"

In the moment of the ladies' astonishment, Qin Xiao reminded them one last time.

"Your Highness, we will bear your words in mind."

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran exchanged a glance and nodded firmly.

Rumble...

At that moment, the pitch-black gate was pushed open, emitting a series of loud noises.

Next, two rows of Black Armored Knights stood in formation, and then a woman with a veiled face emerged from within.

"Welcome to Slaughter City."

The woman's voice was pleasant, and she looked curiously at Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran, showing a hint of intrigue.

Slaughter City had its unique ways of transmitting messages; she had already learned of the Terror Knight's death at the hand of Qin Xiao.

You should know, within Slaughter City, the Terror Knight was already quite powerful, and not even a Soul Douluo-level expert could necessarily be his match here.

Yet this young boy, with a single blow, had beaten him to a pulp?

What kind of strength did this young boy possess?

"Do you also intend to stop me?"

Qin Xiao suddenly frowned and asked indifferently.

The veiled woman felt a chill run down her spine as if she had fallen into an ice pit, and hurriedly lowered her head, "No, I dare not."

"Please enter."

As she spoke, she quickly made way, bowing her body and gesturing for Qin Xiao to proceed with a welcoming gesture.

Just then, Qin Xiao's voice rang out again, "Take us directly to the Hell Slaughter Ground!"

"What!"

At the sound, the veiled woman's pupils shrank sharply; it wasn't hard to imagine the shock on her face behind the veil.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

"No, no, of course not," the veiled woman quickly shook her head, then continued, "Are you aware of the Hell Slaughter Ground? The chance of survival for those who enter it is less than ten percent, you..."

She thought Qin Xiao and his companions were ignorant newcomers who, upon hearing about the Hell Slaughter Ground, wished to try their luck without understanding the dangers.

Regardless of Qin Xiao having killed the Terror Knight, there were many in the Hell Slaughter Ground far more powerful than the Terror Knight.

However, before the veiled woman could finish her sentence, Qin Xiao interrupted her, "That's precisely why we must go."

Alas.

Well, if these people want to die, I won't stop them.

What a pity, such a handsome young man with fine features, in a place like Slaughter City, would be considered a prime commodity...

With a silent sigh, the veiled woman no longer persisted, "Follow me."

After speaking, she swayed her slender waist and walked seductively towards the city center.

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Elsewhere.

In a room in Slaughter City, dominated by dark red hues,

a woman clad in a blood-red dress and wearing a black veil knelt in front of a huge throne.

"What has happened to disturb my slumber?"

Suddenly, a cold and hoarse voice echoed in the room.