The City of Slaughter's Strong Are Like Ants
Faced with the provocation of the powerful figures around him, Lin Yuan waved his hand, and an invisible force lifted them all up. As he clenched his right hand, their bodies exploded in an instant.
Countless pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground, and the strong smell of blood was overwhelming.
Lin Yuan shifted his gaze to the tavern waiter, and as he took a step forward with his right foot, the two of them instantly turned into dust and completely disappeared from the world.
Since we've become enemies, it's only natural that we should help these people find complete liberation.
Lin Yuan stood with one hand behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the tavern in front of him, a strong killing intent flashing in his eyes. At the same time, the Soul Ring on his body quietly lit up.
"Since you're here, come out. Hiding like this isn't like the character of a strongman from the City of Slaughter."
As Lin Yuan's voice fell, several figures quietly appeared on the spot. The black-robed Soul Master in the lead held a meteor hammer and stared at Lin Yuan's position with displeasure.
"I didn't expect you to find us so quickly. As expected of the genius Lin Yuan who left the City of Slaughter back then, hehehe. But since you dare to come back, don't blame us for being impolite."
Lin Yuan glanced at the few Soul Master who had surrounded him and sneered, "Two Titled Douluo and six Soul Douluo. I didn't expect that after all these years, the King of Slaughter would still be here coveting his immortal body."
One of the black-robed Soul Master, holding a sharp blade, said coldly, "My lord, the King of Slaughter said that taking the corpse back is not a problem."
The leading Titled Douluo shrugged, then smiled darkly and said, "Since that's the case, then Lin Yuan, I'm sorry, but since you've come to the territory of the City of Slaughter, you'll stay here forever."
Lin Yuan shook his head helplessly. He originally wanted to find the Asura God, but he didn't expect that the strongmen of the City of Slaughter would still be so resentful. Since that's the case, he might as well kill them all.
If I could kill all of these powerful individuals, I would certainly be able to improve my Soul Power and the quality of my Soul Ring.
Lin Yuan lightly stepped onto the ground with his right foot, and immediately the Soul Ring symbolizing his strength lit up one by one.
Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!
When the Soul Ring appeared, the Soul Master who walked by were all stunned and subconsciously stopped in their tracks, somewhat unable to believe that Lin Yuan actually possessed Soul Ring Configuration of 100,000 years.
This is indeed quite unbelievable.
To his right, a long sword exuding a strong aura of malevolence quietly appeared.
The sword is four feet three inches long, two inches wide, and the hilt is one foot two inches long. It is surrounded by a ring of blood-red mist, and the blade is engraved with dense and special patterns, making the long sword look even more eerie.
What's most terrifying is that an unimaginable aura of death faintly emanates from the sword's edge; this is the God-level Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword!
Lin Yuan squinted and said with a smile, "Blood, it really is something that can make people intoxicated. Alright, enough teasing, time to die."
"Charge them!"
Before Lin Yuan could finish speaking, the surrounding Soul Master could no longer contain their fear and anger, and they all released their Martial Soul and Soul Ring.
In an instant, the entire area outside the tavern was filled with surging Soul Power, and various colored lights intertwined to form a spectacular scene.
The leading Titled Douluo snorted coldly and swung his meteor hammer out, which hurtled straight at Lin Yuan with a whistling sound.
His Soul Ring shone with dazzling light, clearly indicating that he had pushed his Soul Power to its limit.
However, Lin Yuan simply smiled and with a slight flick of his Asura Demon Sword, a blood-red sword aura rushed forward.
"Boom!"
The moment the sword energy collided with the meteor hammer, a deafening roar erupted!
The Titled Douluo before him felt an irresistible force emanating from the meteor hammer, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The other Soul Master were shocked to see this, but they had no choice but to unleash their strongest Soul Skill in an attempt to defeat Lin Yuan in one fell swoop.
However, Lin Yuan's figure moved like Gui Mei, darting freely through the gaps in his Soul Skill. With each swing of his sword, a Soul Master fell.
"This... this is impossible!"
Another Soul Douluo watched in horror as his companions fell one by one, his heart filled with despair. He had never imagined that he would face such a terrifying opponent.
Lin Yuan's figure reappeared in front of him, the tip of the Asura Demon Sword pointing directly at his throat.
The Soul Douluo felt a chilling aura of death wash over him, and before he could even let out a final scream, he had already lost consciousness.
Within minutes, all seven Soul Masters had fallen to Lin Yuan's sword, and their blood had been completely absorbed by the Asura Demon Sword.
Lin Yuan sheathed the Asura Demon Sword, his gaze calmly sweeping over the corpses on the ground, as if none of this concerned him.
"The strong in the City of Slaughter are nothing more than this."
Lin Yuan glanced at the corpse in front of him, then looked at the Titled Douluo lying on the ground, and said indifferently, with a hint of disdain in his tone.
"Where did this brat come from, daring to act so presumptuously in my City of Slaughter? You have quite the nerve!"
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from afar.
Lin Yuan looked up and saw a group of soldiers in black armor rushing towards him. Their armor was engraved with the insignia of the City of Slaughter, clearly indicating that they were guards of the City of Slaughter.
They were all dressed in black armor, their faces completely covered by helmets, and one hundred of them were carrying heavy swords.
Only one man sat atop a tall warhorse. His horse was also covered in thick black armor.
The rider was none other than the Terror Knight Scott.
"Lin Yuan, how dare you wreak havoc on the territory of the City of Slaughter! You are truly audacious!"
A fierce look flashed in Scott's eyes, and he immediately shouted at Lin Yuan in front of him.
Lin Yuan smiled slightly and said, "I know the rules of the City of Slaughter better than you do. Since you're here, you might as well stay as well."
Scott's expression changed, clearly not expecting Lin Yuan to be so arrogant, daring to directly provoke the City of Slaughter, it was simply outrageous!
"Charge! Whoever kills this man will be rewarded with a Soul Bone!"
Scott waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately formed a battle formation, preparing to attack Lin Yuan.
"So noisy!"
Lin Yuan said no more. The Asura Demon Sword in his hand lit up with a blood-red light once more. His figure was like Gui Mei as he instantly rushed into the soldiers' formation.
With a flash of sword light, the soldiers of the City of Slaughter fell one after another, without even a chance to resist, becoming headless corpses.