Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

They are composed of Soul Douluos who have been granted the right to use Soul Skills by the King of Slaughter, and their captain is a Title Douluo.

The black-armored knight leading the group was a member of the enforcement team.

He gripped his spear tightly, suddenly raised his hand, and a flash of cold light appeared as the spear tip pointed directly at Su Mo.

"Shura, for the sake of your status as a god of slaughter, I'll warn you one last time: leave immediately, or don't blame us for taking action."

Su Mo didn't reply; he was too lazy to waste his breath.

Because in a place where only fists matter, words are the most pale and powerless thing.

"Asura Domain".

An extremely cold aura suddenly spread from beneath Su Mo's feet.

A layer of ice quickly covered the walls and floor of the dark passageway.

The ice layer was not crystal clear, but rather grayish-white.

At the same time, the already chilly surroundings suddenly dropped in temperature, the coldness seemingly penetrating the body and freezing the soul.

Immediately afterwards, Su Mo released his Martial Soul Asura Demon Sword, and his Soul Rings began to appear one by one.

One yellow, two purple, one black...

At that moment, the black-armored knight's pupils contracted.

The second spirit ring is a thousand-year-old one, and the fourth spirit ring is even more ten thousand years old?!

How is that possible?!

This completely violates the rules of the Soul Master world!

However, the next moment, his expression changed drastically, and his face was filled with horror.

A crimson light quietly shone from behind the black spirit rings surrounding Su Mo.

One lap, two laps, three laps.

The three crimson, 100,000-year-old spirit rings exuded a chilling aura.

"What! You...your spirit ring, this...this is impossible!"

The black-armored knight's voice trembled uncontrollably.

His gaze was fixed on Su Mo's spirit ring, his pupils contracting sharply.

The configuration of the first four spirit rings is already astonishing.

There are actually three 100,000-year soul rings?

What kind of monster is this?

Moreover, the soul power fluctuations emanating from Su Mo clearly indicated that he had reached level seventy-five.

How long has it been?

He went from level 60 to level 75?

The people of Slaughter City were no strangers to Su Mo's strength; he had only reached around level 60 in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Just as the black-armored knight was stunned into his mind.

Su Mo's sixth spirit ring has already lit up.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Soul-Sealing Demonic Sound."

A gigantic, blood-red bat phantom instantly materialized above Su Mo's head.

Its entire body was blood red, its eyes were like two dancing flames of blood, and its fangs were curved like sickles.

The crimson bat suddenly opened its massive jaws.

Om-!

The sound waves exploded out in a way that was visible to the naked eye!

A series of translucent ripples spread wildly outwards, distorting the air as if it were being compressed.

The hundred black-armored knights had no time to dodge.

The sound waves then directly attacked their mental state.

They felt a boom in their heads, as if ten thousand bronze bells were ringing simultaneously inside their skulls.

At the same time, they were thrown into the air by the sound waves and crashed heavily onto the ground in the distance.

Except for the leading black-armored knight, everyone else fainted on the spot.

However, their mental state did not collapse.

This was not because their own mental strength was particularly strong, but because Su Mo deliberately restrained most of his power.

He came here to take control of the killing city, not to destroy it.

Enforcement teams are essential for maintaining order in this area.

Without their suppression, those depraved individuals in the City of Slaughter, who had long since lost their humanity, would surely break free of their restraints and flood into the outside world.

At that time, the entire continent will be overrun by the corrupt and suffer immense devastation; that will be the real catastrophe.

The crimson bat shadows dissipated, turning into countless scarlet dots of light.

Su Mo flashed and appeared in front of the leading black-armored knight like a ghost.

The sword moved with the wrist and thrust out suddenly.

The sword tip, carrying an icy chill, hovered precisely three inches in front of the opponent's only exposed eye.

After a moment, the black-armored knight's mind finally cleared up a bit.

His pupils contracted instantly when the sword tip, so close to his eyes, came into view.

He was defeated, utterly and completely defeated.

They didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Is this a 100,000-year-old soul skill? It is indeed terrifying.

"Lord Shura, please...please don't kill me," he pleaded hastily.

Just as Su Mo was about to speak, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded deep within the tunnel.

"Who dares to act so recklessly in the City of Slaughter!"

A figure suddenly flew out from the depths of the passageway.

He moved very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived outside Su Mo's domain and landed on the ground.

The newcomer was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was dressed in black, had a cold and stern face, deep-set eyes, and a sinister glint in his eyes.

This person is the captain of the enforcement team, and also the only titled Douluo in the City of Slaughter besides the King of Slaughter.

The fluctuations of the 100,000-year-old soul skill were very strong, and he could clearly sense them even though he was deep inside the inner city.

That's why he rushed over to check.

When his gaze fell upon the three scarlet soul rings surrounding Su Mo, his cold and stern face immediately changed color.

After a moment, he suppressed his shock, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, and asked in a deep voice:

"Shura, why are you making your move here? Do you intend to make an enemy of the entire Slaughter City?"

Su Mo calmly replied, "Of course not. The King of Slaughter is dead. From this day forward, I will take over the City of Slaughter."

"What did you say?!" The enforcement team leader's face darkened.

However, the King of Slaughter has indeed disappeared.

Even his most favored black-veiled messenger was unaware of his whereabouts.

Has it really perished?

Immediately, a thought popped into his mind.

If the King of Slaughter is truly dead.

Then wouldn't he, as the only titled Douluo, be the most qualified to sit on that throne?

At that time, women and the power of life and death will all be within easy reach.

His heart pounded as he thought about it.

Immediately, he suppressed his turbulent emotions and let out a cold snort:

"Shura, even if what you say is true, the City of Slaughter is not for an outsider like you to set your sights on. If you know what's good for you, leave now and I will let bygones be bygones."

He didn't actually want to fight Su Mo.

Those three 100,000-year soul rings made him wary.

He was afraid that Su Mo might have some unknown trump card up his sleeve, which could cause him to suffer a setback.

"Alright," Su Mo said indifferently. "I know what you're thinking."

He naturally noticed the changing expression on the enforcement team captain's face and the greed in his eyes.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me." The captain of the enforcement team's eyes turned completely cold.

At this moment, he no longer cared whether Su Mo had any trump cards left.

He refused to believe that a level 75 Soul Saint could defeat him, a level 93 Title Douluo, in a head-on confrontation.

Chapter 70 Asura Whirlwind Killing Array, Asura True Form

Awooo—

A wolf's howl echoed through the tunnel.

The next moment, a ferocious phantom of a giant wolf rose up from the ground behind the captain of the enforcement team.

Its scarlet wolf eyes were filled with a primal thirst for blood.

His martial spirit is called the Bloodthirsty Demon Wolf.

A martial spirit that can cultivate by devouring blood.