The sound of "Wait a minute" was cold and abrupt, like an ice needle, piercing the dead silence of the entire place.
The host's countdown came to an abrupt end.
Tens of thousands of eyes followed the sound, and a figure was seen floating down from the shadow of the high-rise stands.
It was a woman, wearing a tight black gauze skirt that outlined graceful undulating curves.
Her face was covered with a thin layer of black gauze, and her appearance could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of narrow eyes were revealed, with a strange charm and coldness in her eyes.
She jumped from the stands dozens of meters high without using any tools. She was as light as a feather and made no sound when she landed, as if a black snowflake had merged into the black soil under her feet.
"It's the messenger of black veil!"
"Why did she appear here? Could it be..."
In the stands, those strong men who were arrogant before were now as if they had seen a cat and a mouse. They were all silent, and even lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at the woman.
The woman in black veil ignored the commotion outside the venue. She walked straight to the center of the venue and stopped ten steps away from Ning Liu.
Her eyes fell on Ning Liu, with scrutiny and a hint of imperceptible surprise.
Her voice was without any emotion, "Your performance is very good. Your Majesty, the King of Slaughter, wants to see you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hell killing field exploded instantly!
The King of Killing!
This name, in this city, is the supreme god!
is the maker of all rules and the ultimate fear and belief of all fallen people!
It is said that he has not appeared in public for decades. Unexpectedly, today, he would actually issue a decree for a newcomer who has just emerged!
"Oh my god! The King of Slaughter wants to see him! This kid has reached the sky in one step!"
"If the king takes a fancy to him, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the city of killing in the future?"
"Shit! What do you know! The King of Slaughter is moody. Maybe he thinks this kid is too eye-catching, so he wants to crush him to death with his own hands!"
All kinds of speculations and discussions came and went, and people’s eyes were full of jealousy, envy, and gloating, and all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined together.
The man with the scar on his chin, his face turned blue and white. He couldn't figure out how this boy in white, who had made him lose all face, could get the attention of the King of Slaughter.
Under the spotlight, everyone thought that Ning Liu would immediately be grateful and accept this "grace" with trepidation, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.
However, Ning Liu just raised his eyes and glanced at the woman in black gauze, then lowered his head and continued to slowly wipe the dust-free hilt with his sleeve.
After a moment, two words came out of his mouth softly.
lived
The sound was not loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a thunderbolt from the sky.
The entire killing field once again fell into deathly silence.
If Ning Liu’s killing of Zhao Kang with one sword brought shock before, then at this moment, what he brought with these two words was subversive absurdity and unreasonableness.
He...rejected the King of Slaughter?
In the black gauze woman's eyes, there were obvious emotional fluctuations for the first time. It was the ultimate shock.
She seemed to suspect that she heard wrong: "What did you say?"
Ning Liu didn't even raise his head: "I said, I'm not interested."
Crazy!
This newcomer is completely crazy!
The fallen in the stands felt as if their cognition had been crushed.
In this city, how dare anyone dare to reject the King of Slaughter? How arrogant is this? This is a joke with your own life!
"He is dead! No one can save him this time!"
The scar-faced man let out a nervous, shrill laugh, as if he had already seen the scene where Ning Liu was cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
The face of the woman in black gauze turned cold instantly, and a dangerous aura began to permeate her body:
"Do you know what will happen if you disobey the king's will?"
Ning Liu finally stopped wiping. He raised his head and looked at her calmly, then looked past her to a dark corner of the stand, as if he was looking at something more interesting.
Just when the woman in black gauze was about to have an attack, a low and magnetic laughter reverberated throughout the entire venue without warning.
"Hahaha... interesting, many years... I haven't seen such an interesting young man."
This laughter seemed to have some kind of magic, and in the air, traces of scarlet mist began to appear out of thin air, and quickly became thicker.
The temperature of the entire hell killing field seemed to have dropped several degrees, and a sense of blood and violence originating from the depths of the soul began to erode everyone's mind.
The next moment, in the center of the field, between Ning Liu and the woman in black gauze, the thick blood mist surged and condensed into a tall figure.
That was an extremely handsome man, his face was so pale that it was almost sickly, and his long blood-red hair hung casually behind his shoulders.
He was wearing a gorgeous black robe, with complicated patterns embroidered with gold thread on the skirt. Every move he made had a natural nobility.
But his blood-red eyes contained as much madness and evil as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The moment he appeared, the tens of thousands of degenerates in the stands seemed to have been inspired by something, and collectively fell into fanatical worship.
"The King of Slaughter!"
"It's the King! The King is coming in person!"
They shouted and roared crazily, as if they had seen their only god.
What's more, some degenerates sitting in the front row directly drew their weapons and wiped them on their own necks without hesitation.
Blood spurted out, but there were satisfied and enthusiastic smiles on their faces, as if it was their highest honor to dedicate their lives and blood to this king!
The rich smell of blood mixed with crazy shouts turned the entire killing field into the most realistic hell on earth.
The King of Slaughter did not look at the believers who died for him. His eyes fell on Ning Liu from beginning to end, with a kind of cat and mouse-like teasing and appreciation.
"Young man, you are very courageous. Now, do you still want to reject me?"
He had just finished speaking.
Four figures, almost at the same time, appeared behind Ning Liu like ghosts.
It is Xu Jiushi, Tai Tan, Bibi Dong and Ju Douluo.
At this moment, Bibi Dong took a step forward.
An invisible, forest-white aura suddenly spread with her as the center! It was a kind of extreme coldness and killing, as if it could freeze the soul.
The white aura collided with the bloody mist that filled the entire place!
The sound of a blend of ice and fire seemed to resound in the air. The bloody aura that originally drove all the fallen into madness was counteracted and purified by the impact of this white aura!
The madness and noise in the venue were stagnant.
The smile on the Slaughter King's face finally faded a bit.
「Killing God Realm?」