Surprised Changes

Fang Yuan's movements were not muddled in the slightest.

His body is surprisingly light, and with the long black hair, it doesn't look like he is fighting, but dancing.

Obviously, it is full of cruel and bloody battlefield slaughter, but when it comes to Fang Yuan's place, it is performed beautifully by him.

Like art!

The fallen people screamed, but within a few breaths, the nine fallen people were all dealt with by Fang Yuan.

"Killing Shura! Killing Shura!!!"

No matter how many times they watched it, the incomparable art-like fighting style left them shocked.

After the killing victory this time, Fang Yuan did not leave in a hurry, but stood quietly and waited.

The strong murderous aura was continuously condensed and absorbed by Fang Yuan's Sharingan.

In the pupil power space that had already reached the extreme, the killing spirit that was only a breath away was completely enriched at this moment!

The Sharingan hanging high in the sky began to experience inexplicable changes, but before Fang Yuan noticed it carefully, a deep, and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.   

"Congratulations, young Slaughter Shura, 7052."

Fang Yuan paused slightly, raised his head, and looked up to the sky, where a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be restricted by gravity at all.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..."

Accompanied by the appearance of the blood-red figure, the fallen people around shouted excitedly, even if their voices became hoarse, they did not intend to stop at all.

Fang Yuan pursed his lips lightly, lowered his head, and actively closed his Sharingan.

The King of Slaughter has an innate ability to suppress the murderous aura, and at the moment his Sharingan is experiencing the baptism of murderous aura, he doesn't want to have any accidents.

"King."

Fang Yuan bowed and saluted.

He is not only a winner of Hell Arena but also an enforcer under the King of Slaughter.

Besides, the King of Slaughter is a peerless existence at level ninety-nine, so we need to be courteous due to emotion and reason.

Such an attitude made the Slaughter King's eyes flash with relief, but what was more in his eyes was curiosity!

In his perception, Fang Yuan really didn't have a trace of leaking murderous aura, his calm and calm appearance was as clear and pure as a newcomer who had just entered the capital of killing.

"You are such an astonishing child, 7052."

The Slaughter King looked Fang Yuan up and down, and spoke softly, as if he was lamenting Fang Yuan's strangeness.

After a while, his gaze shifted from Fang Yuan's body to the surrounding auditorium.

"I'm very happy. It has been decades since there has been a DeathGod in the Slaughtering City, but at this moment, this outstanding young boy has successfully completed this feat!".

"Killing Shura, he has successfully won the crown of DeathGod by virtue of his powerful strength and superb skills."

"Every battle of his is so dazzling, and every battle is like art. All of us are intoxicated and crazy about it!"

"Kill Shura! Kill Shura!"

"Art! Art!"

"Hey hey hey!"

The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm, causing all fallen people to have a kind of crazy worship after seeing him.

From him, Fang Yuan could inhale a faint sweet smell, which was somewhat intoxicating.

He is very familiar with that smell because the Explosive Orangutan and Jasper Snake in his family also have that smell.

The unique taste of Bloody Mary!

"Killing Shura, your performance surprised me, and it also surprised all the fallen people in the killing capital. Therefore, to commend you for your outstanding performance, I decided to award you the title of God of Killing. From now on, you can go in and out of the Slaughter City on your own and be a guest of the Slaughter City under myself!"

"?!"

Fang Yuan raised his head in astonishment, looking at the Slaughter King who was looking at him with a smile. Full of astonishment.

But he reacted quickly.

The attitude of the King of Slaughter is very simple, that is, to prevent himself from gaining the domain of the God of Death. The same happened to Tang San and Hu Luena in the original book.

But due to the face of the two killing gods, the King of Slaughter finally let them go to Hell Road.

But yourself...

Feeling the eyes of the Slaughter King, Fang Yuan thought for a moment and then wanted to nod in agreement.

After all, I am alone and weak, if I annoy the King of Slaughter, let alone the road to hell, I am afraid that this killing field may not be able to walk safely.

He is a smart person, even though the domain of killing gods is good, he still needs his life to use it, right?

"Thank you, the great King of Slaughter, I..."

"Boom!!!"

Fang Yuan cupped his hands and wanted to agree, but before he could say anything, the killing field under his feet began to vibrate.

"What, what's wrong?!"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"How come, this shock..."

Countless fallen people looked around in panic and doubt, but the shock became more and more serious.

The King of Slaughter frowned, trying to suppress the shock, but before his power was released, those fallen people in the auditorium were first run over by an invisible force and exploded immediately. The body turned into countless blood!

The blood spilled on the ground and began to condense.

A large amount of blood was like streams, flowing along the small and inconspicuous pipes under the auditorium to the center of the killing field, and countless meandering red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes, and finally gathered under Fang Yuan's feet.

"This is..."

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, and cast a puzzled look at the Slaughter King, but found that the Slaughter King was also full of confusion.

Obviously, the movement here was not done by the Slaughter King.

Then what is this...

"Boom!!!"

All the fallen people in the auditorium turned into blood and gathered at Fang Yuan's feet.

In a daze, two beams of light, one black-red and one dark purple, cut through the sky and descended from the sky, covering Fang Yuan's body.

Fang Yuan, who was bathed in the beam of light, was a little dazed as if he didn't know what happened. But his eyes turned into scarlet Sharingan involuntarily, and the thick murderous aura kept bursting out in his body as if it might explode at any time.

The sudden change made Fang Yuan astonished and made the Slaughter King confused and confused.

Looking at the beam of light reaching the sky in front of him, the Slaughter King seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, this!"

"How is this possible?!"