Douluo: I am the peerless swordsman, protector of Qian Renxue.

Almost at the same time, outside the Slaughter City, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue understood the purpose of him bringing her to the Slaughter City, and then he took her into the Slaughter City.

The two of them turned into two flowing shadows and entered the City of Slaughter at an extremely high speed.

Almost at the moment they stepped into the City of Slaughter, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue's brows furrowed at the same time.

They all felt an extremely powerful suppressive force.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time.

They all knew what this suppressive force was.

The City of Slaughter suppressed soul power, so they did not try to resist this suppressing force and allowed it to suppress their soul power.

Almost instantly, the aura of Ling Feng and Qian Renxue, whose soul power was suppressed, became no different from that of ordinary people.

"The soul power is suppressed!"

"The mental strength is also suppressed!"

Feeling the changes in her body, Qian Renxue's eyes moved slightly.

"However, my power has not been suppressed!"

"The same is true for swordsmanship. I can still feel the sword energy and control the sword energy between heaven and earth with my thoughts."

As she spoke, Qian Renxue, in order to verify that her swordsmanship was not suppressed by the rules of the City of Slaughter like her soul power, emitted a sharp sword energy from between her fingers.

Sharp sword energy emerged from the fingertips and shot into the sky, cutting the fallen leaves in the air neatly into several petals.

At the same time, his eyes became sharp, and his fingers suddenly stretched out and grabbed a leaf falling from the sky.

The fallen leaves in her hands were turned into powder under her terrifying power.

The smoke disappeared in her hands as the breeze blew.

Qian Renxue looked at Ling Feng, "Although I have lost my soul power, it doesn't have a big impact!"

Ling Feng nodded and began to explain Qian Renxue's doubts.

"The City of Slaughter only suppresses soul power. Soul power is not one's own power, but a kind of power of heaven and earth, so it is easy to be suppressed by the laws."

“My swordsmanship is not about borrowing force, but about using my own strength.

My own power is not in the heaven and earth, so I will not be suppressed by the law. "

"So that's how it is." Qian Renxue nodded in understanding.

I didn’t expect kendo to be so magical.

All of a sudden, I admired Ling Feng even more.

Ling Feng is indeed extremely gifted, unrivaled in history and truly unprecedented.

He was able to create the sword path with his own strength, independently of soul power, which is an alternative way of cultivation.

Compared to Qian Renxue whose eyes were full of stars, Ling Feng was obviously much calmer at this moment.

After explaining the doubts to Qian Renxue, Ling Feng looked calmly in the direction of the Slaughter Hall where the King of Slaughter was.

They felt that the Messenger of Slaughter was coming towards them from the direction of the Hall of Slaughter.

Ling Feng said to Qian Renxue calmly: "Let's go, the Killing Hall is ahead."

"This King of Slaughter has sent out his messengers to meet us!"

"Ah~!"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was surprised and exclaimed.

"Is the King of Slaughter so powerful?"

"We just entered the Slaughter City, and the Slaughter King knew about our entry so quickly!"

"Not only did they sense that we had entered the City of Slaughter, but they also knew our exact location and sent out a Slaughter Messenger to meet us?!"

No wonder Qian Renxue was surprised this time.

They had just entered the City of Slaughter and had not done anything or seen anyone.

The King of Slaughter, who was in the Hall of Slaughter, already knew that they had entered the City of Slaughter.

At the same time, the messenger of killing was sent to meet them.

For a moment, Qian Renxue just felt that this King of Killing was so awesome!

Such means are comparable to those of gods!

Qian Renxue looked in the direction Ling Feng was looking.

Sure enough, I saw a slender figure flashing towards this side.

In a flash, the messenger of killing appeared at his doorstep.

The Messenger of Slaughter is a charming young woman with black hair, a seductive and curvaceous figure, and a chest that touches the hearts of all men in the world.

Every move she made revealed the charm of a mature young woman.

The Killing Messenger's eyeshadow is a scarlet eerie black, and the eyeshadow under the brow is sharp.

Qian Renxue looked at the Slaughter Messenger in front of her and subconsciously compared his figure with hers.

Although the Killing Messenger is excellent in all aspects and can be considered a beauty, there is still a huge gap compared to top beauties like Qian Renxue.

Whether it was figure, appearance, or temperament, every aspect was ruthlessly crushed.

After the Killing Messenger came to Ling Feng's face, he secretly looked at the two of them.

After taking a closer look, she found that she couldn't see through the other person.

Whether it was Qian Renxue or Ling Feng, the feeling she felt was like a vast ocean, so deep and immeasurable.

He is worthy of being a favored guest of the royal capital, otherwise a small figure like me would not be able to see through him.

The Killing Messenger pondered in his heart.

He was extremely solemn in his heart, and did not dare to show the slightest neglect towards Ling Feng or Qian Renxue.

"My two distinguished guests, my king invites you!"

"Let's go!"

Ling Feng ignored the words of the Killing Messenger, looked at Qian Renxue and said to her.

After saying that, he transformed into a sword and shot out towards the direction of the Slaughter Hall.

"Hmm~!"

Qian Renxue nodded.

Then the sword energy turned into a sword, and he flew behind Ling Feng on the sword, heading towards the Killing Hall at full speed.

The Messenger of Slaughter watched the two people talking as if they were alone, completely ignoring him as if he were a roadside ornament.

His face couldn't help but look gloomy.

As the messenger of killing, he is respected in the City of Killing for his status and position. Behind him stands the King of Killing, so he is a dazzling presence wherever he goes.

Has anyone ever dared to look down on and ignore me like this, let alone treat me as a decoration.

Thinking of this, the Killing Messenger couldn't help but feel a little angry.

But when he saw that the two were completely unaffected in the City of Slaughter, the anger in his heart immediately faded away.

After thinking about it, he also rushed towards the direction of the Slaughter Hall.

In the Hall of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter did not expect that Ling Feng and Qian Renxue would come so soon.

The Killing Messenger hasn't even played her role yet to test Ling Feng's strength for him.

The King of Slaughter was a little surprised to see Ling Feng and Qian Renxue appearing together in the Slaughter Hall.

But the accident was fleeting.

He stood up slowly, a smile on his face, "I wonder what brings you two to my Slaughter City? What are you doing here?"

"Of course, I don't come to you for no reason. I come to you, the King of Slaughter, for only one thing!"

Ling Feng was a man of few words, and in response to the King of Slaughter's curiosity, he went straight to the point.

"I'll be frank with you, I'm here for the Hell Road!"