Facing the endless enemies, Yang Xiong simply held his long sword and fought desperately. People around him were constantly being cut down by Yang Xiong's sword.
Not only was Yang Xiong's long sword stained with blood, but even Yang Xiong himself was covered in blood, and the ground was like it had been soaked in a layer of blood.
Yang Xiong no longer remembered how many people he had killed. The ground was already piled high with corpses.
At this moment, Yang Xiong didn't look like a normal person. He was more like a wild beast fighting desperately, constantly clashing with enemies.
Just as Yang Xiong cut off the heads of two people with one sword, a figure flashed, and the Iron Claw King's pair of iron claws grabbed towards Yang Xiong, as if to tear Yang Xiong to shreds.
Yang Xiong swung his sword back, but the sword was only halfway through its arc when it was forcefully grabbed by the Iron Claw King's iron claws. The Iron Claw King even squeezed hard, and Yang Xiong's long sword directly broke.
At the same time, a giant hammer was swung from the side. Before Yang Xiong could react, the hammer smashed directly onto Yang Xiong's body. Yang Xiong was sent flying dozens of meters, spitting out blood.
Both the Giant Hammer King and the Iron Claw King were Soul Douluo level powerhouses. Their speed, strength, and other aspects far surpassed Yang Xiong, who was a Soul King. Even without using Soul Ring skills, they were far beyond what Yang Xiong could compare to.
The Iron Claw King let out a wild laugh: "Little guy, my pair of iron claws are specifically for dealing with you sword users. Watch as I tear you to pieces."
Yang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Just a pair of iron claws and you're so arrogant? It seems that even though you're Soul Douluo level, you haven't seen a true master swordsman."
Saying that, Yang Xiong took out another long sword from his Soul Tool, looking like he was ready to fight to the death.
The Iron Claw King and the Strength King exchanged glances and quickly rushed towards Yang Xiong, clearly not wanting to give Yang Xiong any chance.
Yang Xiong completely ignored the two people in front of him and swung his sword with all his might. A Sword Qi shot into the sky, as if to split the two apart.
But the two reacted and moved extremely quickly, actually dodging Yang Xiong's Sword Qi in an instant. As expected of Soul Douluo level powerhouses.
Seeing the two about to approach Yang Xiong, a smile actually appeared on Yang Xiong's lips. The Dark Tortoise Armor instantly appeared on Yang Xiong's body.
The two were also surprised: "Armor? I didn't expect you to hide such a treasure. It seems we're in for a treat."
Seeing the two about to approach with a claw and a hammer, Yang Xiong swung his long sword to block their attacks. Now that he was wearing the Dark Tortoise Armor, he was somewhat unconcerned about their attacks.
Whether it was the iron claw or the giant hammer hitting Yang Xiong's Dark Tortoise Armor, Yang Xiong was only pushed back and couldn't truly break through the Dark Tortoise Armor's defense.
The Dark Tortoise Armor originally had a lifespan of only a hundred years. After the Ice Fire Body Tempering and so many years of cultivation, its lifespan had already exceeded ten thousand years. Its defense was simply not something their ordinary attacks could break through.
Seeing Yang Xiong's attacks becoming more and more fierce, the Iron Claw King roared: "This kid is just struggling in his death throes now. No matter what, we must kill him today."
Just as the Iron Claw King tried to use his iron claws to grab Yang Xiong's long sword again, Yang Xiong's sword technique suddenly changed. The entire long sword was covered in a blood-red aura, and several Sword Qi shot out rapidly, finally forming a giant Kill Character.
The Iron Claw King's grab, which was originally a sure thing, was now completely unable to resist Yang Xiong's attack. The entire iron claw was directly shattered, and even his entire arm was completely minced.
The Iron Claw King was instantly terrified: "Seven Kill Sword Technique! It's actually the Seven Kill Sword Technique! I didn't expect you, at such a young age, to be able to use the Seven Kill Sword Technique."
Yang Xiong didn't care about that. What about a Soul Douluo? In the Slaughter City, where one could only rely on Self-Created Soul Skills to fight, the Seven Kill Sword Technique was simply like a cheat.
Before the Iron Claw King could continue attacking, Yang Xiong sent out another Sword Qi, directly cutting off the Iron Claw King's neck.
The Giant Hammer King on the side also seized this crucial opportunity, actually using all his strength to smash a hammer onto Yang Xiong's back. The entire Dark Tortoise Armor seemed to be about to shatter under his heavy blow.
Yang Xiong endured the severe pain on his body and swung his sword back, instantly blocking the giant hammer.
In terms of strength, Yang Xiong was too far behind this Soul Douluo. He was only able to kill one person by using the Seven Kill Sword Technique during the chaos just now. Now, in a one-on-one fight, there was no opportunity at all, after all, they wouldn't completely trust others either.
After the two exchanged several blows, the Strength King actually transformed into a giant bear, holding a giant hammer and smashing down from the sky. His strength seemed to have become even stronger.
Yang Xiong's lips curled into a cold smile. He directly took out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow from his Soul Tool and shot countless arrows at the Strength King. The speed of each arrow was extremely fast, and their attack power was close to the level of a thousand-year Soul Skill. Moreover, all the arrows were aimed at his head.
The Strength King was also startled and quickly used his hammer to block. In this Slaughter City, one couldn't use Soul Ring skills to defend, and the killing power of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow was terrifying.
Yang Xiong also seized this momentary opportunity, quickly arrived in front of the Strength King, and directly unleashed a full-force sword strike.
The Strength King let out a cold snort: "Kid, the gap in strength between us is too great. A mere Soul King actually dares to attack me, a Soul Douluo."
But just as the sword attack was blocked, Yang Xiong's left hand surprisingly extended a sharp claw. The entire claw was ice-blue, emitting waves of cold air, as if the very air was about to freeze.
The Strength King was also surprised, not expecting Yang Xiong to have other means of attack.
Yang Xiong's pair of Ice Fire Dragon Claws had long reached the ten-thousand-year level. Not only were their attacks extremely powerful, but they also possessed extremely strong ice and fire attributes.
Before he could react, Yang Xiong's claw directly and forcefully struck the Strength King's chest. His entire chest instantly felt as if it were about to freeze.
And the long sword in Yang Xiong's right hand also seized this rare opportunity, directly piercing towards the Strength King's head, instantly puncturing his eye.
The Strength King let out a tragic scream, and his entire being became incredibly frantic, swinging his hammer wildly.
"You little brat, I didn't expect you to be so insidious. You've been using a sword all this time, but you actually hid so many things on you. Your strongest skill isn't swordsmanship at all."
Yang Xiong snorted coldly: "A bunch of frogs in a well. You haven't even seen my Martial Soul, so how can you arbitrarily conclude that my strongest skill is swordsmanship? It seems you old-timers are a bit outdated."
As the Strength King swung his hammer wildly, Yang Xiong seized a momentary opportunity and directly used the Rasengan, smashing it forcefully onto his head. The Strength King's entire head was directly smashed through, and he ultimately died beyond resurrection.
And the surrounding crowd, someone roared: "Hegemon of the World is exhausted! If we can't kill him this time, we'll all die next."
The remaining people desperately attacked Yang Xiong again, but Yang Xiong was like a tiger unleashed from its cage, becoming even more courageous the more he fought, and even each move became more ferocious and sharp.
By the time Yang Xiong finished this battle, there were already thousands of corpses piled around, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Moreover, most of these corpses were Soul Masters, and it seemed like an organized attack.
Yang Xiong sat directly on the pile of corpses, his hands trembling slightly, his body covered in blood. He even looked like a malevolent spirit that had crawled out of hell. This time was not only the most dangerous Yang Xiong had ever faced, but also the time he had killed the most people.
When Yang Xiong returned to his residence, it seemed there were still people secretly watching him, but Yang Xiong's gaze was incredibly fierce, without a trace of pity, sending shivers down people's spines.
Since this battle, Yang Xiong had become the person with the most wins in the Hell Slaughter Arena within the entire Slaughter City. Almost no one dared to easily provoke him.
The drawback was also obvious. After more than a year of slaughter, Yang Xiong had killed thousands of people in the entire Slaughter City. The number of people seemed to be starting to decrease. Some people preferred to live in the outer city rather than the inner city. In the outer city, they only needed to offer Bloody Mary, while to live in the inner city, they had to participate in one match every year. And if they encountered Yang Xiong in a match, it basically meant death.
This also caused Yang Xiong's matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena to become much slower. After signing up each time, it was almost difficult to find an opponent, and the intervals between each match also became much longer.
And Yang Xiong felt that after this large-scale slaughter, the killing intent on his body had increased significantly. His Body Martial Soul seemed to have been stimulated again, as if it was about to break through some kind of restriction.
Every time he summoned his Martial Soul, the demonic patterns on his body became denser and denser, as if the Martial Soul was about to be devoured by the demonic patterns.
Yang Xiong's body also underwent other changes. No matter when, the killing intent seemed to gradually integrate into his bones and blood. Under the stimulation of the killing intent, his blood was in a state of long-term boiling. The blood and Qi throughout his body seemed to be surging, as if they could lose control at any moment.
Several times when facing blood, Yang Xiong couldn't help but want to swallow it, but the last bit of clarity in his mind stopped this impulse. He knew very well that once he started swallowing blood, he would probably quickly fall into depravity.
Under the stimulation of the killing aura in this Slaughter City, Yang Xiong felt that his combat power had greatly increased, and even his physical fitness and blood and Qi had greatly improved in all aspects. Although his Soul Power had only increased by two levels in this year, Yang Xiong was confident that he could easily defeat his past self before coming to Slaughter City, and he even felt that he could have a complete battle with a Soul Saint.
Yang Xiong became more and more infatuated with this Slaughter City. It was not only a treasure land for cultivating killing aura, but also a treasure land for cultivating blood and Qi, especially for Body Martial Souls, it could further promote the growth of the Martial Soul.
However, every time the killing aura on Yang Xiong's body was about to lose control, the Martial Soul and the physical body seemed to restrain and control each other, especially the brain. Under the stimulation of this killing aura, not only did his spiritual power increase to a certain extent, but his entire being also seemed to become incredibly cold, and even a bit bloodthirsty.
After this slaughter, Yang Xiong stayed in his room without moving for more than ten days, as if undisturbed by any outsiders.
When Yang Xiong opened his eyes again, his eyes were blood-red, and a terrifying light shot out from his eyes, as if he regarded any enemy as an ant.
This was the Purple Demon Eyes, and the Purple Demon Eyes, which used the body as the Martial Soul, underwent a transformation at this moment. His eyes were filled with a killing aura.
In this Slaughter City, there was no way to absorb the purple Qi from the morning sun every day, but there was a unique killing aura here, which seemed to be more conducive to the growth of the Purple Demon Eyes.
The Purple Demon Eyes also entered the third layer, the Mustard Seed realm, at this moment. Not only could he see the surrounding things exceptionally clearly, as if he could see all the details of the world, but he could even see through all illusions.
Especially when using the Purple Demon Eyes, he could emit a blood-red light that could attack enemies. Yang Xiong called it the Asura God Light. According to Yang Xiong's estimation, it could definitely be comparable to a ten-thousand-year level mental attack, and its attack power far exceeded the Purple God Light.
Just as Yang Xiong was struggling and fighting in the Slaughter City, the outside world also underwent considerable changes in this year.
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