Chapter 501: Cultivation and Killing (1)

The chaos in the inner city was something Wang Feng had not imagined before.

Maybe sometimes just a killing thought will make people violent.

'What a strange person. ’

Hu Liena shook her head, looking at the back of the faceless man with a strange feeling.

The behavior of the other party in this place is actually quite normal, because everyone is vigilant.

No one is kind to you, so seeing the other party do this, Hu Liena actually appreciates it. She thought the other party was a newcomer, but she didn't expect her to be extremely ruthless and vigilant, and she didn't give anyone any 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 said, to know how many people coveted her appearance.

To put it bluntly, as long as she nodded lightly, a bunch of men with impure purposes came to her.

Of course, Hu Liena didn't think that the other party did this on purpose, playing hard-to-play, because it was totally unnecessary, in such an inhumane place. That kind of low-level means is meaningless.

In a place like the inner city, where men want to attract women, there is only hell killing fields.

'I hope not to meet. ’

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

The strength of the faceless man in white, not to mention Hu Liena, even Tang San felt extremely troublesome. Naturally, I was secretly vigilant in my heart, hoping that I would not encounter it easily.

After all, once they meet, they will live and die.

"The hell killing field is ahead."

Wuming took Wang Feng to a building similar to the Great Soul Arena.

After the performance just now, Wuming no longer dared to despise Wang Feng.

It is also Wuming who has not seen the picture of Wang Feng fighting with the black armored knight before, otherwise, it is estimated that he would have brought Wang Feng to the hell killing field with respect.

"There are no specific rules here."

Wuming continued, "Hold your sign, just go to register, then wait for the game to start, there are ten people in each game, you just need to survive, you can use any means except not being able to use soul skills. !"

Wang Feng nodded slightly.

He found that after killing the bald man just now, the blood pattern that the dark angel's martial soul lit up moved slightly again, as if it was a little brighter.

It seems that killing people here can activate the ability of the dark angel's spirit to a greater extent.

However, along with it, there are also some negative emotions.

But now Wang Feng's body is clean and dust-free, and 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 also go in and watch the game, and the qualification to watch the game requires a bloody Mary."

The ring finger pointed to a man who was holding a glass of Bloody Mary, "It can be the enemy's, or you can make your own, as long as you have it."

The killing capital seems to be in particular need of fresh blood.

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

After all, if you donate two cups a month, you can survive the Killing City, which is still very precious.

Wang Feng did not want to watch the game, but directly played the game.

The game went very smoothly.

In the first game, in Wang Feng's induction, these people's strength levels are not uniform, and many of them are forced to come to the game. Maybe they don't want to contribute to Bloody Mary anymore, and want to come to this hell killing field to fight. beat.

Others are also participating in the competition for the first time.

The rest of the people, the victory is in 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 have won too many matches and do not participate in a match, then it is completely meaningless.

Therefore, not only the first game, but also in the next few games within a month, Wang Feng encountered opponents with less than 20 wins. It is far worse than the bald man who was beheaded before.

The match was a complete one-sided slaughter!

Within a month, Wang Feng did not start the whole process of several games.

As soon as Xuan Ming stabbed out, these thugs who couldn't even use their soul skills were far inferior to those black armored warriors, and they were naturally slaughtered!

The battle is over very quickly!

But the capital of slaughter is the capital of slaughter, and there are countless vicious people gathered here. Seeing that Wang Feng is strong here, they did not have any fear. Instead, after the game was over, they frantically attacked and assassinated Wang Feng.

Endless.

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

very horrible!

Wang Feng had never killed so many people before.

Especially after the end of the second day, Wang Feng faced the siege of nearly 30 people. To be fair, it's an exaggeration!

Fortunately, at this time, the power of Wang Feng Xuan Ming's thorn was reflected.

If Wang Feng did it himself, just killing these people, he wouldn't know how much blood he would get, and how many clothes he would have to change every day.

However, there are some mysterious thorns, within 30 meters, all life is under control!

Don't think about getting close to me!

People killed a lot, and Wang Feng didn't feel anything anymore.

On the first day, there was a little fluctuation, but after thinking about it, the people here do not know how many sins they have come here. Killing them is simply killing harm, and Wang Feng doesn't feel lost.

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 spirit, looming and lighting up from his body, and there was a sign of awakening depending on the situation.

Wang Feng found that every blood streak that appeared would bring him a huge increase in full strength.

In addition to the aura of the similar field, 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 after the blood pattern is activated, the black wings will also light up. There are many strange symbols branded on the dark energy light wings.

Because the Slaughter City is special, it can also block the aura of the dark angel's spirit, so Wang Feng didn't worry that Qian Renxue would be able to sense it.

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

In this way, Wang Feng cultivated the dark angel martial spirit through the killing field in hell.

For him, who had already endured that kind of lonely training in the extreme north, the days in the killing field in hell seemed relatively easy.

Because you don't need to do it yourself at all, and you don't need to expose your own strength at all, you can easily become stronger.

This is the place that Wang Feng dreamed of.

On the other hand, Wang Feng occasionally takes a look at the situation of the mistress, but he is not worried. After all, Xiao San is the protagonist of the original work, and basically everything is smooth sailing in the killing capital, but the battle in the killing field in hell makes Xiao San more and more calm, and his temperament tends to be dark. Obviously, under such a high-intensity killing, the spirit is a little tense, which affects the external temperament.

(End of this chapter)