Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Children can be taught." Old Liu smiled.

The outline of the city ahead is already visible.

"But it's not enough to rely on these alone if you want to survive in the killing capital."

"No one in the City of Slaughter has to pay a tribute of a cup of blood every day. Whether it's your own doubts or someone else's, if you don't pay the tribute, [Slaughter Invasion] will gradually intensify, until it is eroded and becomes a beast that only knows how to kill."

"Do you offer a cup of blood every day? Understood." Dao Feng smiled amusedly.

"But this is not enough, even if the blood is paid, the killing and attack will continue to corrode people's hearts..."

"Then I'll make a confession to a ghost." Dao Feng couldn't understand, how could he get a foothold in the rivers and lakes if he took money and didn't do anything?

"Listen to me, this kind of invasion is not worth mentioning compared to the direct targeting of the city that has not paid tribute, but it is also extremely terrifying after a long period of time. The only way to eliminate it is to drink bloody mary, which is the one you drank before you came in. Toy."

"It's disgusting."

"You will get used to it."

There was the sound of clashing swords and swords in front, and more than a dozen burly men in tattered clothes exuding an astonishing evil aura were fighting together.

"The City of Slaughter has no laws and no restrictions. As long as you have enough strength, this place will be heaven, but if you don't have strength, this is hell." Lao Liu looked at the two groups of people in front of him indifferently, without the slightest thought in his eyes. Emotional bullying, as if the fight is not people, but a group of bugs.

"Tsk tsk." Dao Feng watched with relish.

Although the killing skills are a little worse, this fierce and fearless aura is really not comparable to that of the soul masters in the big spirit arena.

Their arrival also attracted the attention of the two groups of people who were fighting fiercely, especially when they saw the blade, their eyes flashed green.

Some have special hobbies and want to take down Dao Feng and raise them as confinement animals, while others are attracted to Dao Feng's blood, guessing that it must be extremely sweet...

However, when he saw the blood-robed old Liu in front of Dao Feng with an indifferent face and gloomy eyes, he was shocked and suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart for the time being.

The two groups of people looked at each other and stopped fighting tacitly.

"Senior Liu, long time no see, how are you doing lately?" A strong man with a hideous scar on his face came over to make friends with a smile, and the heavy knife in his hand was still stained with scarlet blood.

"Go away, or you'll die." Old Liu said calmly, without pausing at all.

The burly man's face froze, blood glistened in his squinted eyes, and the veins in his hand holding the heavy knife were bulging. He had the tendency to kill the emaciated old Liu with a single blow,

But Lao Liu didn't realize it, and continued to walk forward.

Step by step, approaching step by step.

The strong man fixed his eyes on Old Liu, but he was already retreating.

Whatever you do in the Slaughter City, no one will care what you do, but for those who dare to touch the Slaughter City, once the Slaughter City is investigated, death is an extravagant hope!

"Haha, senior Liu, please, please!" The scar-faced strong man put away the fierceness in his eyes, nodded and bowed quickly, and pushed him aside.

Lao Liu just walked by without even looking at him.

It's nothing more than a bedbug. Does he need to thank him for giving way to bedbugs?No, there is no need, if you don't let him, you will directly trample him to death...

"Old man, you are domineering! A man who is more than two meters long sees you as if he has seen a grandson!" Dao Feng smiled and gave Lao Liu a thumbs up.

But what he said didn't mean that the two groups of people were still behind him after he walked away.

The scar-faced man stared straight at the blade with a pair of lanterns and big eyes, with murderous aura overflowing, and the heavy knife in his hand was already raised.

"Boy, after today, I will let you live or die." The scar-faced man gloomily opened his mouth towards the blade, but he dared not do it after all, because this is the 'rule' of the Slaughter City.

"Wow, it's been a long time since anyone threatened me, you're very good." Looking back, Dao Feng couldn't help but smile.

And Lao Liu also stepped down, looking at Dao Feng slightly surprised.

Could it be that this kid is confident because he is here?If so that would be stupid...

The burly man with the scarred face smiled ferociously, stretched out his scarlet disgusting tongue and licked his lips: "Do you know how I will torture you when you fall into my hands?"

"Let's hear it." Dao Feng looked at the scar-faced brawny man with interest while touching his smooth chin.

The scarred man's face became even more ferocious, and he felt that Dao Feng was looking at him like a monkey.

"I will take off your clothes and humiliate you in front of everyone on the streets of the killing capital." The scar-faced man gritted his teeth.

"Interesting, but I believe you don't want to stop here, just continue." Dao Feng made a serious gesture of invitation to the scar-faced burly man.

The scar-faced man twitched his face, stared at the blade and continued: "I believe many people will be interested in your face. After I finish, I will let everyone fill you up."

After finishing speaking, he straightened his hips and laughed lewdly twice, and the people around him followed suit, including the group of people who fought with the brawny man not long ago.

For a while, the sound of hideous laughter echoed in the empty wasteland, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Dao Feng smiled: "Interesting."

"Old Liu, can I kill them now?" He looked back at the old Liu who was silently looking at him.

"Okay, but once you make a move, you will no longer be protected by me. This is the rule of the killing capital." Old Liu said calmly, looking at Daofeng.

"That's such a pity." Dao Feng was a little disappointed.

How could the disappointment on his face escape the eyes of the scar-faced man.

"Boy, if this is the capital of your madness, then... hehe! If you kneel down and let me lick it now..." While speaking, he had no scruples, and directly released the old and uncomfortable brother who was suffocating in his bulging crotch.

"If it satisfies me, I can consider letting you go." The scar-faced man held a knife and a gun at the same time, and laughed wildly.