Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

The chaos in the inner city was something Wang Feng had never imagined before.

Maybe sometimes just a thought of killing can make people violently take action.

'What a strange man. ’

Hu Liena shook her head and looked at the faceless man's back with a strange feeling.

The other party's behavior is actually quite normal in this place, because everyone is wary of each other.

No one is kind to you, so when she saw the other person doing this, Hu Liena still admired him. She thought the other person was a newcomer, but she didn't expect that the other person was extremely fierce and ruthless, and was also extremely vigilant, giving no chance at all.

Such people are often extremely difficult to deal with in the inner city.

‘Besides, he shouldn’t be a womanizer. ’

Hu Liena secretly thought, you know how many people covet her because of her appearance.

To put it bluntly, as long as she nodded, a bunch of men with ulterior motives would come to her.

Of course, Hu Liena did not think that the other party did this on purpose and was playing hard to get, because it was completely unnecessary in such an inhumane place. Such low-level methods are meaningless.

In a place like the inner city, if a man wants to attract a woman, there is only the killing fields of hell.

'I hope you don't encounter it. '

Hu Liena suddenly glanced at Tang San again, then walked away.

The strength of the faceless man in white made even Tang San find it extremely troublesome, let alone Hu Liena. Naturally, I was secretly vigilant in my heart, hoping not to encounter him easily.

After all, once they meet, they will tell the difference between life and death.

"Ahead is the killing field of hell."

Wuming led Wang Feng to a building similar to a large spirit fighting arena.

After his performance just now, Wuming no longer dared to look down on Wang Feng.

It was also Wuming who had not seen the scene of Wang Feng fighting the black-armored knight before. Otherwise, he would have respectfully led Wang Feng to the killing field of hell.

"There are no specific rules here."

Wuming continued, "Take your sign, just sign up, and then wait for the game to start. There are ten people in each game. You just need to survive. Except that you can't use soul skills, you can use any means !”

Wang Feng nodded slightly.

He found that after killing the bald man just now, the blood streak that lit up the Dark Angel's martial spirit moved slightly and seemed to be a little brighter.

It seems that killing people here can activate the Dark Angel's martial soul's ability to a greater extent.

However, there are also some negative emotions that come with it.

But now Wang Feng's body is dust-free, his soul is extremely pure, and he is not affected by these negative emotions at all!

It disappeared in an instant.

"Of course, you can still go in and watch the battle, but the qualification to watch the battle requires a glass of Bloody Mary."

Wuming pointed at a man holding a glass of Bloody Mary, "It can be the enemy's, or it can be your own, as long as you have it."

The Killing City seems to be particularly in need of fresh blood.

Bloody Mary seems to have become a special trading currency here.

After all, it is still very precious to contribute two cups a month to survive in the Slaughter City.

Wang Feng had no intention of watching the match, but went directly to the match.

The game went very smoothly.

In the first game, Wang Feng sensed that the strength levels of these people were uneven, and many of them came to the game with force. Maybe they didn’t want to contribute Bloody Mary anymore and wanted to come to this hell killing field to fight. Fight.

There are also those who come to participate in the competition for the first time.

The rest of them won only five games.

This is also the rule of the game. Among the ten people, the gap between the weakest and the strongest is about five games.

will not exceed this number.

This is to prevent people who are too strong in the game from being matched, and it is completely meaningless if they do not participate in a game.

So not only in the first game, but also in several games within a month, Wang Feng faced opponents with less than 20 wins. It was far inferior to the bald man he killed before.

The game was a one-sided massacre!

In one month, Wang Feng did not make a move in several games.

As soon as the Xuan Ming Thorn came out, these thugs who couldn't even use soul skills were far inferior to those black-armored warriors, so they were naturally slaughtered directly!

The battle ended very quickly!

But the city of killing is the city of killing, and there are countless extremely vicious people gathered here. Seeing how powerful Wang Feng was, they didn't have any fear. Instead, they launched a crazy sneak attack and assassinated Wang Feng after the game without fear of death.

Endless.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Feng has to suffer at least double-digit deaths every day.

very horrible!

Wang Feng has never killed so many people.

Especially after the second day, Wang Feng faced nearly thirty people. To be honest, it’s really an exaggeration!

Fortunately, the power of Wang Feng's Xuanming Thorn was revealed at this time.

If Wang Feng took matters into his own hands and just killed these people, he would be afraid of dying, not knowing how much blood he would be stained with, and how much clothes he would have to change every day.

However, with some Xuanming Thorns, all life within a range of thirty meters is under control!

Don't even think about coming near me!

There were too many people killed, and Wang Feng felt nothing.

There was a slight fluctuation on the first day, but then I thought about how many sins the people here had to bear to come here. Killing them was like getting rid of harm, and Wang Feng didn't feel a single loss.

Under this kind of combat training, it didn't take long for Wang Feng to feel the second blood pattern of the Dark Angel's martial spirit looming on his body, which seemed to be a sign of awakening.

Wang Feng discovered that every time a blood pattern appeared, it would bring a huge increase in his overall strength.

In addition to the field-like aura, the physical attributes have at least doubled.

The black wings on the back also have a flying effect. Each pair corresponds to a blood pattern, but when the blood pattern is activated, the black wings will also light up. There are many strange symbols imprinted on the dark energy light wings.

Because the Killing City was special and could block the aura of the Dark Angel's martial spirit, Wang Feng was not worried that Qian Renxue would be able to sense it.

When he was alone, Wang Feng would quietly use it to see the specific situation.

In this way, Wang Feng cultivated the Dark Angel martial spirit in the killing fields of hell.

For him, who had already endured the lonely training in the far north, the days in the Hell Killing Fields seemed relatively relaxed.

Because you can easily become stronger without having to do anything yourself, and without exposing your own strength at all.

This is simply Wang Feng's dream place.

On the other side, Wang Feng would occasionally check on Mistress, but he wasn't worried. After all, Xiao San is the protagonist of the original work, and everything is basically smooth sailing in the Killing City. However, the battle in the Hell Killing Fields makes Xiao San become more calm, and his temperament tends to be gloomy. Obviously, under such high-intensity killing, the spirit is a little tense, which affects the external temperament.

"Wang Feng starts checking in from Douluo"