The waiter's face changed slightly. "Are you sure?" After being swept by Tang Hao's cold eyes, he didn't dare to say anything. He turned his head and went.

In a while, two cups of turbid liquid were brought up. The liquid appeared dark red and emitted a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

Tang San frowned, but Tang Hao picked up a cup and drank it all. He raised his head and looked at his son, "Drink it."

Tang San hesitated for a moment and slowly picked up the wine glass, "Dad, what is this?"

Tang Hao glared at him and repeated: "Drink it."

Tang San took a deep breath, closed his eyes suddenly, and poured the liquid from the cup into his abdomen in one sip.

The liquid is a bit salty and a little sour. The strong and bloody smell instantly permeates the taste and smell of Tang Sandi.

Tang Hao looked at him and said calmly: "This is a cup of human blood."

"What?" Tang San's face turned pale in an instant. The next moment, he couldn't help but turn his head to the side and vomited a lot.

The violent vomiting broke the calm in the tavern and attracted the attention of all guests. The laughter sounded. "Where did this come from the young? Get home. This is not where you should come."

"I can't afford a cup of bloody Mary, and I still want to be qualified to enter?"

"Haha, go home and find your mother to have breastfeed."

All kinds of dirty voices filled the tavern, and the drinkers seemed to have found a point of venting in their depression, hitting Tang San without reservation.

He vomited everything in his belly, but failed to completely exfoliate the bloody smell, and Tang San almost vomited out his bile.

When he reluctantly looked up at his father, Tang Hao raised his hand and pointed at those who were laughing at him, "Kill them."

The ridicule stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes became strange when they looked at Tang Hao.

Tang San didn't expect his father to give him such a request, and he suddenly felt a little hesitant.

Tang Hao said in a deep voice: "Didn't you say you want to complete the unfinished things for me? Then, just do as I say."

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the disgusting feeling, Tang San slowly stood up.

Tang Hao's voice came from behind, "Be kind to the enemy is cruel to himself. No one who can get here has no way to die. Including you and me, kill them without leaving any one."

Before Tang San could do anything, a big man closest to him had already jumped up suddenly, "I will kill you first."

A sharp-eared knives stabbed out from a tricky angle and took Tang San's heart. This person was obviously very experienced. The position of the knife was just enough to drill into Tang San's ribs.

The killing aura, is this the father cultivating his own killing aura? Tang San moved. He was not a kind person at first. He was kind to his enemies, but cruel to himself.

The left hand poked out like lightning, and with a clang, he had already grasped the sharp knife that had been stabbed. The big man who had used the knife only felt that his knife seemed to pierce into the hard rock, unable to move forward or retreat.

Tang San took a step forward with his right foot. His eyes had turned cold, and the smell of blood was still floating in his mouth. A cold chill was released from his pupils.

Bang--, Tang San's shoulder hit the big man's chest. A layer of white light suddenly emerged from Tang San's body. It was not for attack, but blocked the blood that was spraying wildly from the big man's mouth.

The tall and strong man was directly hit and flew out, and his whole chest collapsed completely. The sound of broken bones that made people feel sore and spread clearly throughout every corner of the tavern.

Tang San moved, his movements were simple and powerful.

The crystal blue silver grass flew out in all directions and spread wildly to the surroundings.

At this time, he had already seen clearly that in the tavern, in addition to his father and son and waiters, there were twenty-three guests, one of whom was killed by himself, and twenty-two others.

Among the twenty-two people, five were quickly releasing their soul power, and the remaining seventeen people drew out their weapons without hesitation. None of them escaped.

"This is a test, a test given to us by the City of Killing. Kill him, and we can enter the City of Killing." I don't know who shouted, and everyone's eyes turned red. They rushed towards Tang San like crazy.

There are only five of the twenty-two people who are soul masters, and the most powerful one is just four soul rings.

The blue aura fluctuated and rose up. With the blue silver grass spreading in that moment, five soul rings quietly appeared on Tang San.

The terrifying five soul rings appeared silently.

The light of the Fourth Soul Ring suddenly shone. The next moment, the entire tavern was already filled with a layer of crystal blue.

Thick blue silver grass bulged from the ground, and its hard cone pierced the bodies one after another.

The fourth soul skill of the Blue Silver Emperor is mutated, and the Blue Silver Spurs Formation is activated.

It seemed that everything had ended, and even the Soul Sect could not escape the fate of being pierced. No one's body could block the blue silver grass that had evolved after evolution, which was no less sharp than the eight spider spears. A corpse that had lost its breath of life was pushed up. Their bodies had been pierced by the Blue Silver Emperor, and the breath of life was rapidly passing away.

"You shouldn't insult my mother." The blue color in Tang San's eyes suddenly became stronger. When he turned around and sat down in front of his father again, the soul ring on his body disappeared at the same time as the blue silver grass outside.

Thump, thump, thump..., corpses fell to the ground, and blood stained the ground of the tavern red. At this time, Tang San's face was very calm, which surprised Tang Hao and calmed down.

Nodding, Tang Hao said lightly: "It seems that I have underestimated you. Remember, when you enter the City of Killing, you can only rely on yourself. I will not be by your side, nor will you protect you. There are no friends or partners there, only enemies. Kill all those who can threaten you. Win the annual championship of the Hell Killing Field, and I will naturally come to pick you up."

The waiter in the tavern was not panicked by dozens of people who died. He was as calm as Tang San, as if he had been used to this scene.

He naturally heard what Tang Hao said to Tang San, but there was more disdain on his face.

"Do you want to enter the capital of killing a few people? He is not qualified enough." The waiter said coldly, "I can't even afford a cup of bloody Mary. Why should I enter? Uh..."

Scarlet blue silver grass emerged from his chest. Tang San did not turn around and just said lightly: "Are I qualified now?"

The waiter obviously could not give him any answers. He never expected that Tang San would attack him. His pupils gradually dilate. The blue silver grass swayed lightly. His corpse had been thrown out and blood was sprayed. He gathered with the corpses before.

"You adapt very quickly." Tang Hao looked at Tang San.
Chapter completed!