Chapter 52 Meeting an old friend in a foreign land
"You don't need to know!"
Seeing that Yang Ziyuan didn't want to say more, the black-veiled woman stopped nagging about this issue.
After a while, the black-veiled woman took Yang Ziyuan to a luxurious hotel.
"Give him a single room!"
"Your Excellency, there are no single rooms left."
Hearing the answer from the lady at the counter, the black-veiled woman's eyebrows could not help but slightly frown.
"Then let's get a double room."
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
Then, the waiter led the two to the room.
However, when passing by a single room, Yang Ziyuan found an acquaintance.
"Wait a minute!"
The black-veiled woman stopped when she heard the voice, turned her head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What's the matter?"
"I want this room!"
Looking at the room Yang Ziyuan pointed to, the black-veiled woman said helplessly: "Mr. 9427, you saw that the room already has an owner."
"Owned? I don't think so!"
After that, Yang Ziyuan walked towards the room with a smirk on his face.
Seeing this, the black-veiled woman silently calculated in her heart.
Well, it's a good opportunity to see his background.
As long as the other party reveals his martial spirit in the battle, she can judge which killing god the other party comes from.
At the same time, in that room, a middle-aged man was making out with a woman.
Yang Ziyuan's sudden intrusion made him feel very unhappy, and he was ready to scold him immediately.
However, when he saw the face of the person who came, the man opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "Why is it you?!!!"
How could there be someone from the Spirit Hall in the Killing City?
Could it be that he was sent by the Spirit Hall to arrest him?
But, isn't this a waste of talent?
"Uncle, we are really destined to meet!"
The middle-aged man in front of him was the black-robed boss who escaped at the beginning.
If he hadn't been unable to free his hands at that time, he would not have let the other party escape.
However, what Yang Ziyuan didn't expect was that fate was so wonderful that he met the other party again after going around in circles.
Thinking of this, the smile at the corner of his mouth became playful.
"Boy, this is not the outside. I'm not afraid of you here!"
At this time, the black-robed boss suddenly remembered that soul skills could not be used in the Slaughter City.
In other words, the opponent's 100,000-year soul ring is just a decoration!
Moreover, the opponent's protector is not here, and he may not be unable to kill him.
Thinking of this, the black-robed boss suddenly became confident.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly sacrificed the black hole.
"Boy, are you dumbfounded? Soul skills cannot be used here! Hahaha!!!"
The black-robed boss laughed arrogantly, as if he had won.
However, the next second, his smile froze.
I saw that the black hole suddenly burst out with a strong suction force and began to swallow everything around it!
At this time, the woman next to him could not resist the suction and was directly sucked into the black hole.
"Ah!!!"
With a scream, the woman's figure disappeared in the black hole.
Seeing this scene, the black-robed boss's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a touch of horror.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Although the suction of the black hole is very strong, as a high-level Soul Saint, he has soul power to support him and is not easily sucked in.
However, this also made it difficult for him to move.
Because once he moved, the suction would pull him into the black hole.
With the previous experience, he didn't want to be sucked into the black hole.
Now, he could only wait for Yang Ziyuan to take the initiative to attack. As long as he caught a flaw, he might be able to turn the tables!
Seeing that the black-robed boss was restricted in his movements, Yang Ziyuan was not in a hurry to make a move.
Anyway, he had plenty of time now and didn't need to waste his energy.
"Hey, kid, hurry up!"
Seeing that Yang Ziyuan didn't move, the black-robed boss's face turned pale.
"What's the hurry? I think you can still hold on, so enjoy it for a few more minutes!"
Hearing this, the black-robed boss gritted his teeth.
This bastard deliberately consumed his soul power. Once the soul power is exhausted, this guy doesn't need to take action, the group of hungry ghosts outside can eat him alive!
"Little ghost, if you are scared, leave quickly. I am in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you."
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan shrugged and said, "But, I have my eyes on your room!"
"Room? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, wouldn't I have given it to you?"
Hearing that the other party attacked him because of the room, the black-robed boss was furious.
How could a room be more important than his life?
For him, it doesn't matter where he sleeps?
As long as he can save his life, he doesn't care about the room!
Seeing the other party's cowardly look, Yang Ziyuan's heart was full of contempt.
"I will take the room myself, but I also want your life! Because I don't want someone to stare at me like a venomous snake all the time!" As
soon as the voice fell, Yang Ziyuan instantly launched a jump and appeared behind the other party.
Without waiting for the other party to react, he whipped the other party fiercely with a whip kick.
"Ah!!! Boy, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
The black-robed boss was kicked into the black hole and disappeared instantly.
"Okay, the irrelevant personnel have been cleared, you come in and clean up!"
Looking at the messy scene in the house, Yang Ziyuan shook his head and directly instructed the waiter beside him.
After hearing this, the waiter hurried up and started cleaning.
The black-veiled woman beside him could not come back to her senses for a long time.
She had never seen such a strange martial spirit that could actually suck people in and devour them!
However, she also dared to conclude that Yang Ziyuan was definitely not the descendant of the two killing gods!
Because she still remembered the martial spirits of the two.
Perhaps, the other party is a disciple of a killing god?
After all, in the outside world, don't those strong people like to accept disciples?
With the strength shown by Yang Ziyuan, he is definitely a disciple of a killing god.
Thinking of this, a trace of envy rose in the heart of the black-veiled woman.
"Let's go, take me to see the characteristics of the Killing City-the Hell Killing Field!"
As he spoke, Yang Ziyuan walked directly towards the door.
Seeing this, the black-veiled woman hurriedly followed.
After a while, they came to a black building similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum.
"Mr. 9427, do you need me to help you sign up for this game?"
Seeing Yang Ziyuan so eager to come to the Hell Killing Field, the black-veiled woman understood his intentions.
However, the King of Killing once said that every Killing God is a hidden danger to the Killing City.
She had to find a way to strangle Yang Ziyuan in the cradle in advance.
Although the opponent's strength surprised her, there was no way to deal with him in this killing field!
As long as she slightly changed the participants. No matter how strong he is, there will be a time when his soul power is exhausted.
At that time... Hehehe!
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