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Chapter 501 Cultivation and Killing (1)

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

Sometimes, just a murderous thought will make people suddenly attack.

‘What a strange person.’

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

It is actually normal for the other party to behave in this place, because everyone is wary of it.

No one is kind to you, so when Hu Liena sees the other party doing this, she still appreciates it. She thought the other party was a newcomer, but she didn't expect that she would be extremely fierce and ruthless in her actions, and she was extremely vigilant and did not give anyone any chance at all.

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

‘And, he shouldn’t be a woman.’

Hu Liena said in her mind that she would not know how many people covet her.

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

Of course, Hu Liena did not think that the other party was doing this on purpose, playing hard to get, because it was completely unnecessary. In such an inhumane place, such low-level means have no meaning.

In places like inner city, men want to attract women, only hell killing fields.

‘I hope I don’t meet it.’

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

The strength of the faceless man in white clothes, let alone Hu Liena, even Tang San felt extremely troubled. Naturally, he was also secretly alert in his heart, hoping not to meet him easily.

After all, once you encounter it, you will be divided into life and death.

"There is the Hell Killing Field ahead."

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

After the performance just now, Wuming dares not underestimate Wang Feng anymore.

It was also the scene where Wuming had not seen Wang Feng fighting with the Black Armored Knight before. Otherwise, he would have taken Wang Feng to the hell killing field respectfully.

“There are no specific rules here.”

Wuming continued, "Hold your sign and sign up directly, and then wait for the game to start. There are ten people in each game. You just need to survive. Except for not being able to use soul skills, you can use any means!"

Wang Feng nodded slightly.

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

But now Wang Feng’s body is dustless and pure, 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 cup of Bloody Mary."

Ring pointed to a man holding a cup of bloody Mary, "It can be the enemy's or make your own, only you have it."

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

Things like Bloody Mary seem to have become a special trading currency here.

After all, if you contribute two cups a month, you can survive in the Killing City, and this thing is still very precious.

Wang Feng did not have the idea of ​​watching the game, but directly played the game.

The competition was very smooth.

In the first game, Wang Feng's sense, these people had different levels of strength, and many of them were forced to come to the game. They might not want to contribute Bloody Mary anymore and wanted to come to this hell killing field to fight.

Some of them are also the first time they are participating in the competition.

The rest of the people won five games.

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

It won't exceed this number.

This is to prevent people who win too strongly and match those who don’t participate in any match, that would make no sense at all.

So not only in the first game, but in several games in the next month, Wang Feng met opponents with less than 20 wins. He was far inferior to the bald man he killed before.

The game is a unilateral massacre!

Within one month, Wang Feng did not take action throughout the whole process.

As soon as the Xuanming Thorn was released, these thugs who could not even use soul skills were far inferior to those black-armored warriors, so they were naturally slaughtered!

The battle ended very quickly!

But the City of Killing is the City of Killing. There are countless vicious people gathered here. Seeing that Wang Feng is powerful, they did not have any fear. Instead, they were brave enough to attack and assassinate Wang Feng after the game.

Endless and endless.

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

Very scary!

Wang Feng has never killed so many people.

Especially after the second day, Wang Feng faced nearly thirty people's siege. To be honest, it's really exaggerating!

Fortunately, Wang Feng's Xuanming Thorn's strength was reflected at this time.

If Wang Feng did it himself, just killing these people, he would be afraid of death and would not know how much blood would be stained with, and he would not know how many clothes he would have to change every day.

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

Don't want to get close to me!

After killing too many people, Wang Feng didn't feel anything.

There was a little fluctuation on the first day, but then I thought, the people here came here with a lot of sins. Killing them was simply eliminating the harm, and Wang Feng didn't feel a little bit.

Under this kind of combat practice, not long after, Wang Feng felt the second blood pattern of the Dark Angel's martial soul lit up from his body, and there were signs of awakening depending on the situation.

Wang Feng found that every blood pattern emerged, it would bring him a huge improvement in all his strength.

In addition to the aura of similar fields, the physical attributes are at least twice as high.

The black wings behind it 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 on the dark energy light wings.

Because the City of Killing is special, it can also block the aura of the Dark Angel's martial soul, all Wang Feng was not worried that Qian Renxue would sense the Tao.

When he is the only one, Wang Feng will use it quietly to see the specific situation.

In this way, Wang Feng practiced the Dark Angel Martial Soul by in the Hell Killing Field.

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

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

This is simply the place that Wang Feng dreams of.

On the other hand, Wang Feng would occasionally look at the situation of the mistress, but he would not worry. After all, the mistress is the protagonist of the original work, and it is basically smooth sailing in the capital of killing. However, the battle in the hell killing field made the mistress become more steady and his temperament tends to be dark. Obviously, under such high-intensity killing, his spirit is a little tense, which affects his external temperament.
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