He had been wandering outside for a long time, yet there was not even a single person who dared come within a hundred meters of him.
How was he supposed to kill anyone like this?
"Everyone, I'll give you a chance. I won't use those hidden weapons or Soul Power. If you can kill me, that'll be your skill. I have two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones on me—a head bone and a Left Arm Bone. Don't they tempt you?"
With no other choice, Yuan Luo could only shout toward the crowded areas!
Everyone's attention turned toward him, their gazes shifting from fear to desire.
Soul Bone Skills could be used in Slaughter City. In other words, whoever possessed a Soul Bone might be able to seize the upper hand.
"Brothers, Luo Shen said he won't use those things. Get him!"
"Kill!"
As expected of people of slaughter—wherever there was trouble, there were always people willing to join in.
The one shouting and stirring things up was still standing far away. Smart.
"Kill!"
Yuan Luo pulled out a Big Blade. He had seized it after killing someone with a twenty-seven-win streak.
"Ha!"
He gripped the Big Blade with both hands, his gaze sharp as killing intent burst forth.
After killing so many people, Yuan Luo's killing intent had long since become overwhelming.
The released killing intent made everyone shudder with cold, sweat streaming down their foreheads.
It was already too late for them to retreat. Yuan Luo had charged in.
With one swing, the person at the front was severed at the waist.
With one slash, two people standing in a line became ghosts beneath his blade.
Yuan Luo weaved through the crowd. With every step he took, someone fell. His body was already covered in blood, without a single