Douluo Dalu: Attacking to Loot Attribute

This black city was bigger than Chen Feng had imagined. It took a full half an hour before the black yarn woman took them to a wall.

Compared with the outer wall of the Slaughter City, this city wall is not high, only ten meters. The gate is open and there is no guard. Behind the wall is the inner city of the Slaughter City.

The black gauze woman smiled faintly: "The inner city does not need guards. As long as you have the courage to enter, you can enter at any time. However, once you enter, whether you can survive depends entirely on your own ability. I suggest you live in the outer city for a period of time now. After adapting, enter the inner city again."

Chen Feng said coldly: "No, just take us in."

The black gauze woman frowned: "Then please come with me. After entering the city, please don't leave me for five meters, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."

Zhu Zhuqing said in a cold voice, "Can you be safe by staying with you?"

The black gauze woman glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, her eyes flashed with pride, and smiled: "I am the messenger of the Slaughter King. In the Slaughter City, no one dares to offend the majesty of the Slaughter King. It's still in the protection period for the newcomer, and after twelve hours, you can only live and die."

Chen Feng said coldly: "My life is in my own hands, no one can take it away."

With his current strength, even if he couldn't use spirit abilities, the Slaughter King couldn't kill him. This was why he dared to enter the Slaughter City.

Without this strength, it would be impossible to get out of hell.

In the original book, Tang San and Hu Liena were able to go to **** because Tang Hao and Bibi Dong stood behind them. Otherwise, before they won the championship of the **** killing field, the king of killing would try to kill them, after all The King of Slaughter does not want a new God of Slaughter to be born.

The black gauze woman sneered without saying much, and directly led Chen Feng and Zhu Zhuqing into the inner city.

The atmosphere of the inner city is completely different from that of the outer city. If the outer city is a deadly and indifferent world, then the inner city is a luxurious and crazy world with all kinds of brilliance everywhere, with excitement laughter and painful crying everywhere. Sound, there are many creepy sounds.

In a corner on the left side of the street, a tall and strong man was pulling a plump woman by the hair, constantly impacting, while a group of people next to him were cheering him.

When Zhu Zhuqing saw this scene, a blush appeared on his cold cheeks.

Chen Feng's complexion hasn't changed in any way. As a man who has watched pig runs countless times, this little scene has long since calmed down.

Just as the strong man sprayed, a sharp blade was spit out from the mouth of the woman under him, cutting through the strong man's throat, and then frantically sucking the blood that gushed from the strong man's throat.

On the dark place on the right, three or four people were beating a young man. One of the young man's arms was removed. The man who removed his arm was chewing with his arms.

Chen Feng has a new understanding of the cruelty of the Slaughter City. Here, there is no trust at all, everyone around him may kill you.

Perhaps unable to adapt for a while, Zhu Zhuqing's pace was a little slower, and he was more than five meters away from the black yarn woman.

A man in black with a short stature and holding a machete stabbed Zhu Zhuqing from behind.

Chen Feng was about to do it, but Zhu Zhuqing himself moved first, a black light flashed by, and the black man was fixed there, a crossbow arrow was inserted between his eyebrows, and the blood slowly dripped.

The black gauze woman gave Zhu Zhuqing a surprised look, and only now did she realize that the girl who didn't speak much in front of her was very difficult.

"Let's go, the **** killing field is in front of you, the core of the killing capital." The black yarn woman smiled.

"How can I win the championship of the Hell Killing Field?" Zhu Zhuqing asked coldly.

"As long as you can participate in a hundred games, you are the champion, but now the number one in the killing fields of the hell, only participated in 67 games." The black yarn woman said.

Losing the game in the killing fields of **** means death, so those who can survive have never lost.

"If you didn't participate in a game, you will have one more victory on your identity plate, and you can live here for another year. You can enjoy yourself in the inner city. Of course, you have to make sure that you can survive after having fun. "

Zhu Zhuqing asked a little unexpectedly: "Can you be ranked first after only participating in 67 games?"

The black gauze woman glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, seeming to be looking at an idiot: "Do you think the battle in the killing field in **** is the same as the battlefield outside? There are ten people in each game, but there is only one winner in the end, and After the game is over, you may also be attacked by other people, let alone winning 67 games in a row, even if you win 10 games in a row, it is very scary."

"How can I participate in the competition?" Chen Feng asked.

"It's very simple. Sign up with the nameplate and wait for the game to start. But if you want to get in, you need to contribute a cup of Bloody Mary, either your own or someone else's." The black yarn woman smiled.

At this time, several people were walking into the killing fields from outside, all holding a glass of Bloody Mary in their hands.

Chen Feng walked over and stopped the path of the last two strong men, and said lightly: "Thank you, give me your Bloody Mary."

The two brawny men froze for a moment, their eyes flashing fiercely, and they looked at the black gauze woman next to them.

The black gauze woman said: "Mr. 9432, if you take the initiative to provoke, the protection of the newcomer will not work."

One of the strong men laughed grimly, conjured a sawtooth machete from somewhere, and slashed at Chen Feng head on.

His movements are not fast, but there is a feeling of Taishan pressing the top, that is a strong spirit power fluctuation, at least fifty levels.

However, Chen Feng stretched out his hand and easily grabbed the machete. No matter how hard the strong man tried, the machete remained motionless. Chen Feng's hands were like iron tongs and clamped the machete.

"Crack!"

Chen Feng's hand slightly hardened, and the machete broke directly. At the same time, his other hand squeezed the strong man's wrist and directly crushed the strong man's wrist.

The strong man flew out with a scream, and the Bloody Mary in his hand fell and was caught by Chen Feng.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng kicked the strong man out dozens of meters.

Another strong man saw this scene with an expression of horror on his face, and fled back without even thinking about it. However, he had just run a few meters, and the half of the machete penetrated his chest from behind.

Chen Feng's figure flashed and appeared in front of him. Before he fell down, he snatched the Bloody Mary from his hand.

"Let's go." Chen Feng returned to the black yarn woman and said lightly.

The black gauze woman was stunned for a moment, and was shocked by Chen Feng's methods. The two strong men had participated in seven or eight battles, but Chen Feng was easily killed.

The interior of the Killing Fields of Hell looks a little rudimentary, without any isolation. The periphery is a circle of stands, and the middle is a platform with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

When entering, the two Cups of Bloody Mary in Chen Feng's hands were poured into a huge container.

Chen Feng said to the black yarn girl: "Thank you, sign up for me, I want to participate in the next competition."

The black gauze woman took the nameplate of Chen Feng and left. After what happened just now, she never dared to underestimate the two people in front of her.

Chen Feng did not ask Zhu Zhuqing to sign up. First of all, he was afraid that the two would be arranged in the same game, which would be very troublesome. Second, he wanted Zhu Zhuqing to look at the situation and get ready before going to the stage.

But within a few minutes, the black gauze woman came back, returned the identity plate to Chen Feng, and said: "I have already signed up for you, and it will be fine when I get off the stage."

Chen Feng said: "Thank you, I think we don't need protection from newcomers anymore, you can leave."

The black gauze woman didn't say much, and left.