Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"You are cruel enough, kid." Meteor Tsk tutted.

"Nonsense! They are obviously super kind! Look at how hard they have lived in the killing capital! I am here to help them escape the sea of ​​suffering!"

Meteor: "..."

Shameless!

"Let's go, let's go and help the cute little ones who are not giving up in the next few waves get out of the sea of ​​suffering and find the stupid girl Hu Lina."

"Could it be that you are greedy for the little girl's body again?" Meteor Xing suddenly asked.

Dao Feng curled his lips: "I didn't expect you to be such a person, old man."

Meteor's face turned black.

"You kid, don't make no one innocent! Otherwise, the old man will fight with you!"

"Really?"

"Really!" Meteor blushed. Although he had been a bachelor for 10,000+ years, why did he fall in love with a little girl who didn't even grow hair!

Strange, isn't the old man interrogating this kid?

……

After Dao Feng killed the last batch of unkind people, Meteor said to Dao Feng who wiped away the blood on the sword body on the corpse: "Little Dao Zi, please wear a mask, otherwise your face will bring you endless blessings." Trouble."

"Also, change into less conspicuous clothes." Meteor added after hesitating for a moment.

In short, what he means is that he hopes that the painting style of the blade can be closer to that of the killing capital, hidden in the crowd, and not stand out and become the target of public criticism!

It's really that the painting style of the blade is too incompatible with the killing capital.

I don't know, or even think that he is here for vacation, dressed in snow white and smiling. Who wants to miss such a big fat sheep?

"It makes sense." Dao Feng took out the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and nodded in agreement after thinking for a long time.

yes!He is so conspicuous!

"Let's think about it, it seems that the mask is still there when I was dawdling in the Great Soul Arena."

"found it!"

After using mental strength to sense the blade to put on the mask, Meteor in the spiritual guidance ring covered his forehead.

Putting on this milky white mask, not only did Dao Feng not have the cover, but on the contrary, it added a sense of mystery to the original foundation. The face exposed like a crown jade, coupled with the unique ethereal and pure aura of Dao Feng, can be said to be seductive all the time. Out of curiosity.

"Master, is this perfect?"

"Little knife, you should take off the mask..."

In short, this mask cannot be worn!

In the end, Dao Feng didn't wear a mask, nor did he take off his favorite white robe and put on the ragged clothes recommended by Meteor.

He just walked all the way, killing all the way, and within a few hours of arriving at the main city of the Slaughter City, there were already dead bodies everywhere behind him.

In the most majestic building in the Slaughter City, Dao Feng was sitting on it and watching the four people fighting below, and there was no one around him.

When Dao Feng entered the arena, because there were no tickets, he directly drew his sword at the door and killed the old man with green eyes staring at his ass to get blood.

But how could the dozen or so people who came with the old man stop there?Then there was a massacre that shocked the entire killing capital.

Those big men shouted something to avenge the so-and-so brothers, this is a provocation to their bloodthirsty group, and they wanted to surround and kill Dao Feng, Dao Feng killed 52 people in a row before stopping the sword.

Some of these 52 people wanted to attack Daofeng sneakily, some wanted to snatch corpses to obtain blood, some wanted to fish in troubled waters to see if they could kill a group of people who were fighting with Daofeng, or black-handed some pretty women in the chaos, A melee.

In short, no one survived except the blade at the end of the battle...

Daofeng, the famous killing capital in World War I!

At this moment, those vicious criminals around were as eager to escape from the blade as if they had seen a wolf's little sheep.

However, some women who survived in the killing city looked at Dao Feng with dazzling eyes.

Handsome, handsome, and powerful, I really want to be by him...

"Ah~" A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded.

It turned out to be from a pretty woman, her scorching gaze was on Dao Feng, she was fiddling with something in her dress, suddenly her body twitched, and she collapsed on the seat weakly.

Daofeng knows that in this extreme environment where there is no tomorrow today, carpe diem is the common cognition of everyone.

For example, on the opposite side of the viewing area where the blade is located, a strong man with a full face and beard is "fighting" with a voluptuous and fiery woman in public, and the woman's screams even reached here.

"Girl in front, don't be awkward, let's watch the game with peace of mind, shall we?" Seeing the woman not far ahead who was still twisted and exposed to the air, with a smooth and flawless waist that made people think of a water snake, Dao Feng finally opened his mouth.

The woman had a pretty complexion, her skin was tender and smooth, and the murder weapon was even more terrifying. She could hardly be restrained by the little cloth, and she exuded amazing charm in every move. Fight her on the spot.

"Little brother, isn't she beautiful?" The woman hugged the murder weapon and squeezed past the blade, her watery winking eyes would make people drunk.

Dao Feng smiled: "Very beautiful."

"Then he will stay by your side to serve you, okay? He promises to make you feel like you are in heaven every day." The beautiful woman said delicately, licking her thin lips with her pink and tender tongue, teasing the blade.

Dao Feng smiled and shook his head: "Not good, unless you are prettier than me."

"..."