Douluo: The Road to Invincibility Begins with Bibi Dong

Chapter 146 The King of Killing

The purple moon was high in the sky. In the bright night sky, a tall middle-aged man with a pair of bat wings on his back stood in the air. His eyes penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant and stared at Li Ling in the restaurant.

"Master."

Faced with this terrifying and suffocating murderous intent, Hu Liena lost her composure and subconsciously turned to look at Li Ling, her eyes full of worry.

The aura of the man outside gave her a feeling that he was no less powerful than the chief priest of the Spirit Hall, which meant that the other party was definitely a peerless Douluo whose soul power level had reached 99th level.

As far as she knew, her master seemed to be only at level 97.

The difference between the two levels may seem small, but in fact, it is as huge as heaven and earth.

"It's okay, Master, I'll be back soon."

He laughed loudly, reached out and patted Hu Liena's round buttocks twice, leaped up, smashed the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, soared into the air, and appeared in front of the King of Killing.

The King of Killing gently flapped his bat wings and looked Li Ling up and down.

"You are strong!"

Li Ling disagreed and laughed out loud: "You didn't come here just to praise me, did you?"

At this point, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and grinned, "Don't rush to answer."

"If you dare to say that you didn't come here to praise me on purpose, I might make you like him later."

He raised his hand and pointed at the law enforcement captain in the restaurant.

"I will let you be like him, standing here and praising me until I am satisfied."

"Really? That depends on whether you have the ability."

The King of Slaughter slowly raised his right hand, a red aura lingered on his right arm, and a dark black long sword appeared in his hand.

When he grasped the sword, blood-colored mist filled the air. In an instant, the entire sky was shrouded in blood-colored mist, as if he was in Asura Hell.

The city suddenly fell into chaos. Countless people looked up at the terrifying evil spirit that filled the sky, their faces turning pale.

"Fancy."

A green light flashed in Li Ling's right hand, and a light green sword appeared in his hand.

The war is about to start.

The King of Killing flashed and appeared in front of Li Ling.

His eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body exuded an extremely strong murderous aura. The Shura Demon Sword in his hand emitted a bloody sword light and slashed towards Li Ling.

Li Ling did not retreat at all. He swung the sword in his hand, and a huge sword light shot up into the sky, meeting the opponent's fierce attack.

The two of them started fighting in the sky in an instant.

bang
A deafening explosion sounded, and the entire sky trembled.

The two terrifying forces intertwined with each other, creating a terrifying energy storm that swept in all directions.

Wherever the energy storm passed, buildings collapsed and turned into dust.

Countless weak people were affected and torn into pieces by the terrifying energy storm.

The King of Slaughter watched the city below being destroyed bit by bit in the aftermath of the battle between the two men. He was furious and his eyes became even more crazy and bloodthirsty.

Fortunately, he still retained some rationality and fought while retreating, intending to lead Li Ling to a place far away from the city.

Li Ling understood his intention. Similarly, he didn't want to be left without a place to live in the days ahead, so he went with the flow and followed closely.

The King of Slaughter became more and more frightened as the battle went on. He had never imagined that his opponent, without being able to use his spirit rings and spirit skills, could fight him on equal terms and even had a tendency to gain the upper hand.

How could he accept being suppressed by others in his home court, his area of ​​advantage?

The King of Slaughter let out a long roar towards the sky, a light flashed in his left hand, the Clear Sky Hammer emerged, and his whole body's aura surged.

He held the Shura Demon Sword in one hand and the Clear Sky Hammer in the other, stepped on the void, and launched a fierce attack on Li Ling like a storm with the force of thunder and lightning.

Li Ling showed no fear at all, instead his eyes showed excitement, and he became more and more courageous as the battle went on. The King of Slaughter was very strong, but not so strong that he couldn't handle it.

Rumble.
Earth-shattering noises continued to ring out. The two men fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky. The battle lasted for countless days and nights.

The earth cracked and the mountains and rivers shattered, as if the end of the world had come.

Finally, the King of Killing, who was already exhausted, was accidentally chopped away by Li Ling's sword.

puff
The King of Killing spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body was shaking.

On the other hand, Li Ling's face was not red and he was not out of breath, and it seemed that he still had some strength left.

He did have some energy left, and he had been fighting with the King of Slaughter for such a long time, but it was just a spur of the moment move, and he was just playing with him.

If he had really tried his best, he would have defeated the King of Killing long ago.

Li Ling walked forward step by step, came in front of the King of Killing, and glanced down at the Shura Demon Sword in his hand.

"Show me that thing."

The King of Killing was furious, his eyes were as red as blood, and he was about to fight Li Ling again.

Li Ling said indifferently: "I advise you not to reject me."

"After fighting for so long, you should understand that if I really want to kill you, you can't escape."

"Don't worry, I'm just taking a look, I don't want yours."

Upon hearing this, the King of Slaughter clenched his fists, feeling an unprecedented sense of humiliation filling his entire chest.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally handed the Shura Demon Sword to Li Ling obediently.

Li Ling took the Shura Demon Sword, looked at it carefully, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because Tang Chen has already participated in the divine exam, or for some other reason.

The Shura Demon Sword did not respond to Li Ling at all.

"Is it because of the protagonist's luck, or are the gods in heaven always keeping an eye on that little jerk?"

Li Ling touched the stubble on his chin, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Theoretically speaking, there is no reason for the gods in heaven to have chosen Tang San so early.

What is more likely is that it was affected by the so-called luck of the protagonist.

No matter how real this world is, it is ultimately a world in an online novel or an anime.

In this kind of world, there is mostly what is called luck.

The little punk is undoubtedly the destined son of this world. With the blessing of the protagonist's luck, it would be difficult to destroy his path to becoming a god.

Of course, it is also possible that due to the influence of the so-called luck, or the changes caused by his own appearance, the gods in the divine world might have already chosen the little punk.

After we get out, go to Qian Renxue and ask for that Heart of the Ocean or something like that to come and see.

See if Poseidon will take a liking to me.

Thinking of this, Li Ling casually threw the Shura Demon Sword back to the King of Killing.

"I plan to stay here for a while, and arrange for some beauties to serve me."

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to go to the sky above that city and praise me loudly for twelve hours."

"I know you're unhappy, but just hold it in."

"You have no right to say no."

"If there is one thing you don't do, I don't mind helping the Tang Chen in your body and letting him devour you in return."

(End of this chapter)