Douluo: I am the peerless swordsman, protector of Qian Renxue.

The City of Slaughter, on the throne of the Hall of Slaughter,

The King of Slaughter held a glass of bloody Mary in his hand, half leaning on the throne and sipping it slowly.

The bloody and eerie eyes, with a cold and disgusting light, were admiring the Bloody Mary in his hands.

The glass was transparent, the Bloody Mary was a gorgeous crimson color, and the flawless, solitary surface of the cup reflected the evil face of the King of Slaughter.

He shook his hand gently, and the Bloody Mary in the tall glass swayed slowly along the wall of the glass.

With bloodshot eyes, the King of Slaughter had a smile on his face as he looked at the Bloody Mary swirling in the glass.

Days like this are great.

He has endless Bloody Marys to drink, and he, the King of Slaughter, has the final say in the entire Slaughter City.

He had promised her that when this guy was taking the ninth Shura test, he would secretly parasitize him and make him his host body and his puppet. This was the best choice the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had ever made in his life.

It really is true that the bold will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation.

Fortunately, it was brave enough at the time when Rakshasa God proposed to let it parasitize the heir of Shura God and turn him into his puppet.

It was young and frivolous at that time, and agreed without thinking much.

If it had had concerns at the time and had not agreed on the spot, it would not be having such a good life now.

He has endless Bloody Marys to drink every day, and his status in the City of Slaughter is supreme.

No matter who sees me, I must be respectful.

Even if he completed 100 consecutive victories in the killing field, passed the road to hell, and obtained the God of Killing in the God of Killing domain, he still had to stay here.

The King of Killing is very satisfied with everything he has obtained now.

Feeling happy, he took another gulp of Bloody Mary.

He looked at the half-full bottle of Bloody Mary and drank it down in one last gulp.

He drank the Bloody Mary in one gulp, leaving only an empty tall glass in his hand.

The King of Slaughter gently shook the tall glass in his hand, then exerted force, and an extremely domineering blood-red soul power surged.

It instantly wrapped around the tall glass.

"Bang~!"

The domineering blood-red soul power wrapped around the tall glass. The next moment, a clear sound of broken glass was heard. The tall glass in the hand of the King of Slaughter was instantly shattered into countless pieces by this domineering blood-red soul power.

In the City of Slaughter, there are strange rules. It is impossible for soul power to appear, but the King of Slaughter is an exception.

Because of his identity as the King of Slaughter, he is immune to the suppression of the rules of the City of Slaughter and can use his soul power in the City of Slaughter.

Looking at the tall glass cup in his hand that had shattered into pieces, the King of Slaughter sighed secretly and shook his head with regret.

It was obvious that the King of Slaughter was very dissatisfied with the fact that the tall glass was shattered into pieces by his domineering and powerful soul power.

It didn't even meet his expectations.

He expected that the high-heeled glass would not only break into pieces, but also turn into powder.

The King of Slaughter shook his head, "What a pity!"

“Although I successfully parasitized this body and turned him into my puppet, it is still not perfect after all.

His will to survive and his will to resist were too strong, and he kept resisting me, forcing me to never be able to perfectly occupy his body. "

"If I can perfectly occupy his body and make him my puppet, I can completely gain the power of his level 99 peak Ultimate Douluo.

Now I am more than just the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter.

It is the only king of the entire Douluo Continent—the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King!"

The King of Slaughter had a fanatical ambition in his heart.

The thought of it being able to perfectly occupy this body and perfectly inherit his strength as a level 99 peak Ultimate Douluo.

Then it is not only the King of Killing in the City of Killing, but also the only king of Douluo Continent - the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Man proposes, God disposes. After taking over Tang Chen's body, the blood-red nine-headed bat king thought that Tang Chen had no power to resist and he was safe.

Unexpectedly, because of a carelessness, Tang Chen found an opportunity to turn the tables.

For a moment, he broke away from his absolute control and fought with it for control of his body.

Over the years, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had no idea what had supported Tang Chen, causing him to constantly fight with him for control of this body.

Several times, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was almost snatched away by him.

In order to suppress Tang Chen, the blood-red nine-headed bat king could only take an unconventional approach and use a dirty trick.

Took a path that corrupts this body.

Now, Tang Chen's body has almost corroded it.

Even if Tang Chen regained control of his body, as soon as he left the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King and Bloody Mary, his time would truly be numbered.

"Brush~!"

Suddenly, the King of Killing's expression changed suddenly.

The pupils of those blood-red eyes suddenly shrank.

The whole person suddenly stood up from the throne in shock.

The handsome face suddenly became extremely solemn.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

His eyes seemed to see through everything.

Look straight to the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter's expression became more solemn than ever before.

His eyes were slightly gloomy and half-focused.

He murmured, "This... This is the aura of an invincible strong man!"

"He is so powerful that even the rules of the City of Slaughter cannot suppress him."

"He has entered the city of slaughter!"

Feeling that breath entering the City of Slaughter, the rules of the Speed ​​of Slaughter suppressed it automatically and avoided it directly. The eyes of the King of Slaughter became deep.

"He seems to be heading in my direction, very fast!?"

After a moment, the King of Slaughter made a horrified discovery.

That powerful aura that was not suppressed at all by the rules of the City of Slaughter.

After entering the City of Slaughter, he actually headed straight towards where he was.

His target is himself?!

The King of Slaughter's heart exploded.

Feeling the other party moving at a high frequency and speed, he had already crossed most of the Killing City in the blink of an eye.

The King of Killing is about to arrive at his own Killing Hall, and he cannot be ignored.

He directly summoned the Killing Messenger and ordered him to intercept them.

"Killing Messenger!"

In the empty killing hall, the King of Killing shouted faintly.

The sound continued to echo in the Killing Hall.

As the King of Slaughter finished his words, a figure with an amazing figure walked out from the darkness in the empty Slaughter Hall.

"King, what do you want to summon me for?"

After the Slaughter Messenger appeared, he knelt down in front of the Slaughter King who was holding his cheek with one fist.

The King of Slaughter supported his head with one fist and glanced at her calmly when he heard the news.

Then he said in a deep voice: "A guest is coming, please go out and greet him on my behalf!"