A melee archer with full Douluo luck points

Chapter 396: The King of Killing is quite sensible, the last ripples of the Tang family, scattered
Han Li's not-so-loud voice echoed over the street, causing the atmosphere to change slightly.

The King of Slaughter frowned. In recent times, no one was sent to the City of Slaughter, which already made him very unhappy. And Han Li did not give him face in front of so many people, which made him even more unhappy.

It still stayed in the air and did not fall to the ground.

It is the king here and the supreme ruler. Even if the person opposite has obtained the Killing God Domain and can exert all his strength here, after all, this is its territory, and its strength is not comparable to those Titled Douluo outside.

If Han Li really thought that he could show off in front of it after killing two titled people outside, then it can only be said that he was overthinking.

Judging from the information from the people who kept entering the City of Slaughter from outside, Han Li was following the path of becoming a god through faith. It has only been two years, and whether he can succeed in the end is still another matter. The King of Slaughter does not think he can grow much.

The King of Killing has no dignity? Therefore, instead of moving, it released a ray of murderous aura towards Han Li to show its attitude - the king should not be insulted.

Han Li just let the murderous aura it emitted fall on him, and then quickly disappeared without a trace, as if it had been swallowed by him.

"Well, since you're not willing to come down on your own initiative, I'll help you."

When Han Li's voice rang out, his line of sight changed from slightly looking up to looking straight ahead.

In mid-air, the King of Killing felt something was wrong, and its wings were shattered by an irresistible force, and it fell to the ground.

Han Li directly destroyed its wings with the power of space. The difference in strength between the two was too great. In front of Han Li, it was no different from a big toy. Even if it could sense what he wanted to do, it had no time to react.

It hit the ground, and the blood that flowed out was quickly swallowed up by the ground. In this respect, it was even worse than a normal title.

It was born with wings, and flying is its instinct, so after its wings were destroyed, it became even more vulnerable.

There was total silence on the long street, and only the muffled groans of the King of Slaughter could be heard.

At the first moment, the King of Killing was ready to counterattack, but after quickly getting up, feeling the power attached to the wounds on its wings behind it, it retracted its foot that had subconsciously stepped forward.

Wild beasts are more sensitive to danger than humans. It has a premonition that if it dares to take action, it will die, even though it does not sense any murderous intent from Han Li.

"I'm coming down, you can tell me what you want to do."

So, under Han Li's gaze and the surprised eyes of the prisoners on both sides of the street, it folded its arms and continued to pretend to be "the king's majesty."

Han Li couldn't help but smile.

I have to say, in some ways, this blood-red nine-headed bat king that occupied Tang Chen's body is really a talent, no, a beastly talent.

It was obviously shot down by Han Li, and everyone knew it, but it still managed to pretend that it blew up its own wings and then chose to land.

"You are indeed talented in comedy." Han Li glanced at it and said with a smile.

"Well, since you are so sensible, just hand over the Shura Demon Sword. I will help you deal with the other him in your body. From now on, you will still be the king here."

Han Li spoke calmly.

"This is impossible!"

On the other side, the King of Killing's reaction was unusually fierce. If it was something else, it would be fine, but Han Li asked it to hand over the Shura Demon Sword. What's the difference between this and killing it?

It also has dreams. It wants to become a god. Otherwise, why would it be willing to stay here?

"Nothing is impossible. Life or future, you should know how to choose."

Han Li just gave it a look and it was confined to the spot.

"Gods have appeared in the outside world. They are all my people. I am informing you, not discussing with you. If you don't agree, then I will have to take it myself."

As he spoke, Han Li had already walked towards it.

He really didn't intend to kill this guy, he just wanted to get rid of the hidden danger of Tang Chen. His existence is beneficial to the stability of the continent, but if he doesn't know what's good for him, then he can just replace him with someone else. It's not necessary for him to be the only one.

As Han Li got closer and closer to it, the King of Killing felt that his body was being squeezed constantly and would explode in the next second.

Han Li stopped in front of it and stretched out his right hand.

"I give, I give."

The King of Slaughter, who was originally more than two meters tall, was hunched under the invisible pressure. At this moment, he looked even shorter than Han Li, who was 1.85 meters tall.

A blood-red straight sword appeared in its hand. It wanted to hand it out directly, but after meeting Han Li's eyes, it endured the severe pain in its body, turned the sword around, pointed the tip of the sword at itself, and handed it out with the hilt facing Han Li. Not only that, it also forced a flattering look on its face.

"Yes, very sensible."

Han Li took over the Shura Demon Sword and lifted the space compression on it. He wanted to pat it on the shoulder, but he couldn't stand the strong smell of blood on it and chose to give up.

This guy is really professional when it comes to being a dog.

On both sides of the street, the prisoners were somewhat numb. Was this the King of Killing that they had always feared?
Han Li didn't care about their expressions. It had nothing to do with him. He looked at the Shura Demon Sword in his hand.

Well, it is indeed at the artifact level, but it is definitely not the original version. It is more like a beggar's version that is transformed by borrowing the special features of the City of Slaughter and forcibly injecting rules into the Clear Sky Hammer. It is a good artifact, but it is far from a super artifact.

Han Li curled his lips. This was consistent with his judgment. Shura was a guy who would not release his eagle until he saw the rabbit. His inheritance model was to cast a wide net. If it really came true, he himself would not believe it.

Shaking his head, he turned his gaze away, only to see that the King of Slaughter was threatening the prisoners standing on both sides with his eyes, full of murderous intent.

And when it saw him set his eyes on it again, a flattering look appeared on its face again.

Haha, Han Li didn’t know how to evaluate this guy.

It was bearing Tang Chen's face. The most it possessed looked a little mutated, with a green face and fangs, but it was still quite heroic. However, under its control, it looked a bit funny.

"Stand still, I'll help you solve the problem."

Han Li said calmly that because this guy was so quick to back off, a battle that should have occurred was silently resolved, which he liked very much. In addition, he originally wanted to resolve the hidden danger of Tang Chen, so he did not intend to go back on his word.

The King of Slaughter was stunned at first, then immediately stood up straight.

Then, it saw that a purple-red diamond-shaped crystal with an extremely strong aura of divine power appeared in Han Li's left hand. There was an extremely familiar aura on it, which was the aura of the person who had helped it occupy Tang Chen's body.

Its body couldn't help but tremble a little, but at the same time it was glad that it made the right choice.

Then, it felt a pain in its chest. The Shura Demon Sword in Han Li's right hand had pierced into its chest.

It instinctively wanted to resist, but forced itself to endure it. It was a little painful, but it did not feel the approach of death. Instead, Tang Chen's soul, which had been suppressed in its body, let out a scream and was directly swallowed up by the Shura Demon Sword.

Even with a sword stuck in its chest, it felt very comfortable at the soul level. This body truly belonged to it.

Han Li nodded in satisfaction and pulled out the Shura Demon Sword. With the help of Rakshasa's divinity, he completely integrated Tang Chen's soul into the sword. The quality of the sword improved a little bit. It was not bad and it was worth his effort.

You know, starting with Uncle Qingluan, all the people in the God Realm have set their sights on him again.

As for Tang Chen, the Haotian Sect was destroyed under his influence. He was just an enemy. What was there to say? He was not Qian Daoliu and could not reminisce with him.

He prefers to send the other party off for reunion in a neat and tidy manner. Even if the main members of their family basically don't have their souls left, the intention is always conveyed.

Of course, there was another reason why he chose to use Rakshasa's divinity, and that was to handle the matter cleanly. The power of mutual restraint was enough to directly destroy some of the back-up plans that Shura might have laid. As for his enemies, he never minded speculating the worst.

"Okay, it's settled. Take me to your tower, and help me maintain order later. I don't like noise."

Looking at the King of Slaughter who was groping the body with some joy, Han Li gave direct orders.

He was going to proceed to the final step right here. This place was indeed suitable for his advancement and would not affect other people on the continent.

"Yes, sir, this way please."

Even though the wound on his chest had not healed yet, the King of Killing didn't seem to care at all. He thought that he could recover by drinking more blood. He didn't want to be chopped off directly.

It had just felt the full power of a demigod, and there was still a long time to come, so it hadn't really enjoyed it yet. Didn't it see that the Shura Demon Sword had no power to resist in Han Li's hands? What did this mean? It knew better than anyone else that this was a direct decision, and no matter how much it wanted, it had no chance.

Moreover, it also had other ideas. The purple-red crystal that just appeared in Han Li's left hand also had a fatal attraction to it.

It had some guesses about this, but it didn't dare to confirm it. But what if? What if this lord was willing to give it a reward?

Although it knew that the hope was slim, how could it know if it didn't try? After all, one person could only inherit one throne, so it was not without any chance.

As for robbing, don't joke. When Han Li stabbed the sword into its body just now, he used his divine power and its body was shaking. If it had any sense left, it would not have had such thoughts.

So, under the gaze of everyone in the City of Slaughter, it half bent over, like a servant, and took Han Li into its tower.

(End of this chapter)