Chapter 107 The City of Slaughter! Where is Tang Chen?!
"I think he wants to take this girl straight to meet the King of Hell!"
"Little girl, what's the point of hanging out with this arrogant idiot? Why not come with me, I guarantee you'll..."
The burly man's filthy words were not yet finished.
"bass--"
A golden light flashed and disappeared in an instant.
It was so fast that no one could see what it was.
The burly man's laughter abruptly stopped.
His face still held a mocking expression, but the light in his pupils was rapidly fading.
A thin line of blood ran from his forehead down to his chin.
"Thump."
The next second, his body was neatly split in two and fell to the ground.
Internal organs and blood were spilled all over the ground.
The laughter inside the tavern vanished instantly, as if gripped by an invisible hand.
Everyone's face was filled with terror.
They didn't even see how Qian Daobai made his move.
Qian Daobai slowly retracted his index and middle fingers, which were joined together, and a wisp of golden sword energy on his fingertips slowly dissipated.
He didn't even glance at the corpse, his gaze sweeping over the other people in the tavern.
"Is there anyone else with a problem?"
No one dared to answer.
The entire tavern was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Qian Daobai did not say another word.
He raised his hand and gently clenched it in the air.
"Buzz—"
An invisible force instantly enveloped the entire tavern.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of muffled popping sounds rang out.
All the outlaws in the tavern, including the sinister-looking bartender, suddenly exploded into clouds of blood mist without warning.
He couldn't even let out a scream.
In the blink of an eye, apart from Qian Daobai and Qian Renxue, there was no one left alive in the entire tavern.
The strong smell of blood was almost suffocating.
Qian Renxue stood quietly behind her master, watching the bloody scene without feeling a ripple in her heart.
These damned people offended her master and deserve to die.
Qian Daobai spoke to Qian Renxue with an indifferent expression, as if he had done something insignificant.
Let's go.
He led Qian Renxue across the bar and headed towards the back of the tavern.
There was an open space there, and it didn't look special at all.
Qian Daobai stopped in his tracks, and the Demon-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand.
He waved his hand casually.
"Sizzle—"
Golden sword energy cleaved through the space before them.
The scene ahead rippled like water, and the previously empty ground slowly cracked open, revealing a bottomless, spiraling black hole.
A sinister and evil aura wafted out of the cave entrance.
This is the true entrance to the City of Slaughter.
Just as the two were about to enter.
"Da, da, da..."
A heavy thud of hooves approached from afar.
A knight clad in full black heavy armor, riding a similarly armored warhorse, appeared not far away.
The knight's visor concealed his face, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes.
He blocked Qian Daobai and Qian Renxue's path.
"stop."
The knight's voice was like the friction of metal, devoid of any human emotion.
"This is the entrance to the Killing City, Scott from the Enforcement Team."
"If you want to get in, you'll have to beat me up first."
Qian Daobai's gaze fell on the knight named Scott.
He could sense that there was no fluctuation of soul power on the other party, but the aura that was purely honed by killing and fighting was enough to make ordinary Soul Emperors tremble with fear.
"Xue'er, step back."
Qian Daobai gave the instructions.
Qian Renxue obediently took a few steps back.
Scott didn't waste any more words.
"drive!"
He squeezed the horse's flanks with his legs, and the warhorse neighed, its four hooves pounding the ground like a chariot at full power, charging towards Qian Daobai!
The knight's lance in his hand was like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, its tip flashing with cold light, aimed straight at Qian Daobai's throat!
Under the rules of the Killing City, no soul skills can be used.
What is believed here is pure physical strength and the most primitive fighting skills.
Scott is one of the best among them.
His shot combined the full force of both man and horse—fast, accurate, and ruthless!
Faced with this thunderous attack, Qian Daobai's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even move his feet an inch.
Just as the tip of the gun was about to touch his skin...
The demon-slaying sword in his hand moved.
"bite!"
A crisp sound of impact.
The blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword struck the tip of the spear with unparalleled precision.
A clever force traveled along the gun barrel.
Scott felt an overwhelming force coming from the gun; his hands trembled violently, and he almost lost his grip on the spear.
The warhorse's charge was abruptly halted.
A flicker of horror crossed Scott's eyes.
Before he could react, Qian Daobai flipped his wrist.
The golden sword light, like a shooting star, pierced the dim sky.
"Pfft!"
The sword tip easily pierced Scott's right arm armor, leaving a transparent hole in his arm.
Blood instantly stained his arm armor.
"Clang."
Scott could no longer hold onto the spear, and it fell to the ground.
It's not over yet.
Qian Daobai's sword strikes did not falter in the slightest.
A sharp sword aura burst forth from the blade.
"Snap! Snap!"
Scott's tough armor, made of special metal, crumbled like paper under the sword's blade, scattering across the ground.
Scott was completely exposed to Qian Daobai's sword.
Fear finally showed in his eyes.
He tried to urge his warhorse to retreat, but found that an invisible sword intent had already locked him in place, making him unable to move.
Qian Daobai raised his sword again.
This time, a chilling power gathered on the sword.
Even before the powerful sword energy was unleashed, the surrounding air already groaned in agony, as if it were about to collapse under its weight.
"No..."
Scott only managed to utter a single, desperate syllable.
A flash of golden light.
He and his horse were cut in two by the sword energy.
Blood and bits of flesh splattered out.
Scott's breath stopped instantly.
Qian Daobai sheathed his sword, and the blade remained spotless, without a trace of blood.
He turned around and looked at Qian Renxue.
"Let's go in."
Qian Renxue silently walked to her master's side, looking at his clean, efficient, and incredibly powerful figure, her eyes filled with trust and admiration.
With her master by her side, she was fearless no matter what dangerous or dangerous places lay ahead.
The two walked into the deep entrance, one after the other.
...
After passing through the long spiral staircase, the view suddenly opened up before me.
A vast underground world unfolded before the two of them.
(End of chapter)