Tang Yi sat in the darkness and came out of the warden's office, and he was sent here.

I didn't see anyone and couldn't release the news.

The conspiracy in front of me was obviously prepared for myself.

On the ring illuminated by the spotlight, there were blood stains.

According to what the prison guard said just now, just last night, the murderer killed two people here.

The one-on-two game is still a crushing one. This guy's strength makes the prison guards feel scared when they talk.

Now, Tang Yi is waiting for the legendary person to appear.

And in the corner opposite, the murderous aura that hits his face should be emitted by him.

A master is a master.

That breath alone is like the cold winter, which can be felt by ordinary people.

For Tang Yi, he is not a master, because when it comes to Nine Stars, hiding his aura is the key.

The turning point between the eight and nine stars is the transformation of this aura.

So to outsiders, the master of Jiuxing is almost the same as that of ordinary people, but once it is revealed, it is the most terrifying thing.

The murderous aura is too strong, which proves that he is only eight stars at most.

For Tang Yi, who is at the peak of the Nine Stars, he is still a guy who doesn't take it seriously.

But now, he has not recovered as he has. The strength of the Seven Stars is always on medicine when dealing with the Eight Star Half-Faced Yama.

Now that he has no medicine at hand, how can he deal with such a powerful existence?

Especially after fighting for many years and fighting for hundreds of lives, his experience is probably accumulated more than Tang Yi.

Without double piercings and flying knives in hand, and without drugs as support, this battle would probably be very bitter.

"I would like to invite the challenger and the silver-faced killer to appear!"

Finally, a voice sounded in the quiet boxing ring.

This is a command, under which the boxer is about to appear.

Tang Yi had no choice, so he picked up the silver mask and put it on his face.

A mask that only exposed his mouth and eyes covered his face.

Stepping onto the stage, Tang Yi stood in the spotlight, looking at the darkness opposite with cold eyes.

It was like a wild beast there, with murderous aura rushing towards him like a knife.

The heavy breathing sound was like the roar of a vicious beast. Tang Yi stood there, looking at the opposite side, and a sense of fighting began to burn in his chest.

Belief is an inextinguishable gene in every man’s heart.

Tang Yi gradually clenched his fists, and there was a wicked smile on his lips.

As a warrior, he knew that avoiding any battle was a protection for himself.

But if it is inevitable, it is also a wonderful thing to enjoy the joy of this battle between life and death.

To be able to become a dragon, he was not relying on firearms, but on this warlike crazy intention.

Even if he has always been low-key, once he becomes high-profile, it will be quite terrible.

"Please, the murderous devil, come on stage!"

When Tang Yi stood still, a slightly low voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the entire ring seemed to shake, and a huge black shadow walked out of the darkness.

In the spotlight, a strong man of more than two meters and ten meters stood there, and it became a wall.

His weight of nearly 400 pounds makes him a terrifying demon king.

Without a mask, he showed a scarred face.

Under his flat head, he had his eyes like a beast.

The muscles all over his body were full of explosive power, and the fist alone was about the same size as Tang Yi's head.

Just standing there gives people a domineering attitude of being arrogant without anger.

With a blank expression on his face, he just looked at Tang Yi, without saying anything or moving, like a black vilad descending to earth.

"It certainly didn't disappoint me!"

Killing aura, a strong murderous aura.

It can be said that this guy in front of me is simply a natural killer machine.

The rough big hands were like bear's paws, and the strong arms were almost the same as Tang Yi's legs.

Facing such a person, Tang Yi suddenly remembered someone.

The tigers in the Northern Theater Command are considered to be the stronger among the Chinese.

But standing in front of him, he was so petite.

Tang Yi couldn't help but rub his nose, and his smile became stronger.

"It seems you are not afraid of me!"

Finally, the murderer spoke.

His voice was hoarse and full of confidence, he looked at Tang Yi.

Unlike other people's eyes when they see themselves, there is no fear or panic in his eyes.

"Why be afraid?"

Tang Yi worked hard to search for characters on the Soldier King's List.

But after thinking about it, I didn't think of a guy who was involved with this.

In theory, his strength should be enough to enter the list of the King of War.

Unless he is a fool who can't even shoot a gun.

The combat power that comes to his face is not ordinary.

I'm afraid even if Half-faced Hell meets him, he will be scared.

"Because I'll kill you."

Tang Yi was always a little strange when the murderer spoke.

But for a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was strange.

"I'm afraid you may not have the ability to kill me, your weight is not enough!"

Tang Yi smiled. This murderer was still very arrogant.

"Isn't my weight enough? I'm already very strong!"

Obviously, the murderer did not understand Tang Yi's words at all.

Standing there, he also looked at his body.

"What I'm talking about is not weight... OK, I don't seem to explain clearly."

Tang Yi slapped his head, yes, he finally knew that it was strange.

That is when talking to him, it feels like chatting with a child.

Judging from his appearance, the other party should be in his thirties.

But the tone of speaking felt so childish.

Perhaps if you are too strong in one field, other fields will become simpler.

Just like the professor I met before, isn’t it because I don’t understand the worldly ways that I was killed like that?

As for this guy, maybe he belongs to the same type of person as the professor.

"You are quite interesting, but I'm afraid I'll still kill you because this is my mission."

He tilted his head and the murderer looked at Tang Yi. Why did he hear this so strangely?

"Then my mission is not to be killed by you, but before you start, tell me your name."

I wondered why he spoke like this, but I did not dare to slack off at all.

After all, after completing the 100-man slash, his strength is definitely a strong enemy.

"Didn't they tell you my name? I'm the King of Killing!"

The murderer's voice was low, which was no different from that of a middle-aged man.

But his tone still made Tang Yi feel strange.

"How could the Killing King be your name? That's just a nickname!"

Tang Yi shrugged his shoulders, how could the nickname and name be confused?

"Is there any difference between a nickname and a name? Then I don't understand. Since I was born, they all called me the King of Killing."

The murderer still looks innocent.

"I'm born and screaming? How many years have you been screaming?"

No one is born to be called the King of Killers, and no nation will have such a strange name.

"Nine years!"

However, when Tang Yi heard the answer from the King of Killers, he was shocked.
Chapter completed!