Start with Douluo: Martial Soul is a Light

On the second day, Wang Feng's mission in the killing field continued.

Habitually came to the killing field to sign up for his competition, and the result was no accident, and he won easily.

After the victory, he returned to the hotel, said that he was affected by the killing energy, entered the green source space and pulled Xiao Wu back to the room to play poker together.

Playing poker mentally is like taking drugs, the more you play, the more addictive you become.

At first, Xiao Wu shouted her disapproval, she must not let Wang Feng ruin her stockings.

But Xiao Wu found that she couldn't refuse Wang Feng at all, and in the end she could only comfort herself that she was helping Wang Feng to solve the influence of the killing energy.

"Daughter, how are you, are you okay?" After a long time, Wang Feng looked down at Xiao Wu and asked with a wicked smile.

As soon as Xiao Wu heard Wang Feng calling her her goddaughter again, she thought that Wang Feng used to do certain things like her godmother Liu Erlong, and she was doing it with Wang Feng now, and she felt ashamed and indignant just thinking about it.

In the end, he could only bite the bad guy Wang Feng, and his words prohibited him from calling him his goddaughter.

Wang Feng was very happy to be bitten by Xiao Wu, and when she called Xiao Wu her goddaughter, she became a little addicted.

In the end, Xiao Wu didn't know if she was used to it or obeyed, but she subconsciously called out, "Godfather."

In this way, after completing the closing game of the killing field in the capital of slaughter, returning to practice, studying spirit skills, and studying the profound meaning of godfather and goddaughter with Xiao Wu, and then chatting with Xiao Wu about the preciousness of stockings, two months passed quietly.

In the past two months, Wang Feng has completed ninety-nine games, and his reputation as a slaying god has spread throughout the capital of slaughter.

Today is Wang Feng's 100th game. As long as he completes this game, he can clear the Killing Field and enter Hell Road.

At this time, after having a conversation with Xiao Wu, Wang Feng left the green space and walked towards the killing field after his mental state was fully recovered.

After Wang Feng left, Xiao Wu suddenly found that her soul power had grown stronger, and she didn't know if it was because of her in-depth communication with Wang Feng in the past two months.

"No, I can't let Wang Feng succeed anymore."

Xiao Wu thought about it for a while, and decided to retreat and practice for a period of time to make her soul more solid, and then she would be no different from a real person in the Green Origin space.

....

And Wang Feng walked out of the hotel room at this time,

When the criminals around saw Wang Feng, they let him open the way for fear of being killed.

Wang Feng didn't take a long look at the surrounding people, and came to the door of the killing field. A woman dressed in gothic style walked over and said, "Mr. 3515 is planning to sign up for the 100th killing field?"

"That's right."

"I guess it's okay to pass with the strength of Mr. 3515, but my master asked me to bring you a sentence before the game starts."

"Your master, the king of slaughter?" Wang Feng asked curiously, looking at the woman dressed in gothic style.

"That's right."

He is also curious about the Slaughter King Wang Feng. He has been in the Slaughter Field for a while, but he has never seen the Slaughter King appear.

Now that he was about to complete a hundred games, he did ask the staff to come to him. Could it be that he wanted to keep him in the Killing Capital?

"What, I'm a little curious?"

"I wonder if 3515 has ever thought about staying in the Slaughter City to do things for my master?" The gothic woman waited for Wang Feng's answer after she finished speaking.

When Wang Feng heard this, he already understood the meaning of the other party. This was because he didn't want to complete the killing field and enter the hell road by himself.

However, as far as he knows, the rules of this killing field are set by the Shura God, and even the King of Slaughter can't change it. The only way to retain talents is to let the opponent stop the final game.

"Thank you for your master's kindness for me." Wang Feng said directly and entered the killing field.

Staying in the killing capital was not his goal. If his guess is correct, Tang Chen's power has been greatly weakened by the dark red nine-headed bat parasitism. It should be hidden somewhere to absorb the soul power recovery of the killing field.

Wang Feng planned to return to the Spirit Hall to tell Bibi Dong about Tang Chen after completing the mission in the Slaughter City. Then he could try to bring Bibi Dong to kill Tang Hao, whose strength had not recovered.

The gothic woman seemed to know that Wang Feng would refuse. She smiled at Wang Feng's back and headed to the tallest building in the Slaughter City.

At this time, Tang Chen, who was parasitized by the Nine-Headed Bat King, sat on a high chair in the hall and looked at the gothic woman walking by. He asked blankly, "He refused?"

The gothic woman nodded: "Yes, there is no intention to stay."

"It's an interesting person." The King of Slaughter smiled coldly, got up and walked off the throne, then turned and walked out of the hall.

At this time, Wang Feng had already started his 100th killing field.

The remaining nine people on the field are all powerful, and the lowest one has experienced fifty or sixty killings.

The nine people stared at Wang Feng coldly as soon as they entered the field. Without him, they were the most shrewd group of people who could survive until now. They knew that the strongest person in the killing field was Wang Feng, and it goes without saying that they knew what to do.

"Kill him first, then fight to the death."

"superior."

"kill."

The nine people shouted in unison and rushed towards Wang Feng regardless of their lives.

"Hmph, the rabble."

Wang Feng sneered and walked step by step towards the nine people who rushed over. As they approached, the pace became faster and faster until they disappeared in the eyes of the nine people.

The sudden disappearance of Wang Feng shocked the nine people, and hurriedly looked around to find it.

huh~

At this moment, a wind whistled.

Wang Feng appeared next to the first person with a long knife in hand.

"You can die."

At the same time, Wang Feng raised his sword and fell, and with a thud, a corpse fell.

The other eight found Wang Feng and attacked again.

But in Wang Feng's eyes, the strength of the remaining eight people is not much different.

The long sword stood horizontally, held in both hands, looking straight ahead, the whole body of soul power gathered on the blade and condensed on the blade.

In the next instant, he took a step forward and cut out with all his strength.

huh~

An arc-shaped knife light swept away towards the attacking seven people.

puff puff! !

Blood splashed, and only Wang Feng was left standing on the killing field.

Then the spirit power of the nine people who died continued to gather towards Wang Feng. Wang Feng's spirit power at the peak of the 69th rank broke through to the 70th rank in an instant.

And those watching around aren't too surprised that the situation seems to have become accustomed to it.

"It's been a long time since I saw someone complete the 100 games of Hell's Killing Field, congratulations, new powerhouse. I, the King of Slaughter, announced that I will give you the title of Killing God, and at the same time you will be free to enter and leave the Killing Capital. Qualifications. And I am honored to be the slaughtering guest under me."

At this moment, a low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

When Wang Feng on the killing field heard the sound, he suddenly felt that the murderous aura released from his body was pouring back at the moment the sound sounded. At the same time, the atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..."

As soon as this figure appeared, many degenerates roared wildly around the killing field.

Even though the shouting was hoarse, they didn't mean to stop at all.

Wang Feng was stunned in his heart, and looked towards the scarlet figure in the air.

It was a tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

"King of Slaughter, he actually appeared." Wang Feng was a little surprised, but after thinking of the King of Slaughter's words and the matter of the gothic dress up girl looking for him, he understood what the other party meant.

The title of Slaughter God is to complete the Slaughter Field, and the Hell Road is eligible to be awarded. Now the King of Slaughter wants to take him under his command. It's a pity that Wang Feng has no interest at all.

"No need, I am willing to pass the test of hell road, go out from here with my own strength, and become a real killing god."

"You are sure, the road to hell is not as simple as you think." The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed, and a powerful momentum followed.

"Sure!" Wang Feng replied firmly, feeling the oppression of the King of Slaughter, but calculating the opponent's strength in his heart.

He had already felt what kind of strength Bibi Dong was, the pinnacle of the ninety-eighth level.

The mighty King Feng who came to kill the King of Slaughter can be sure that the other party is not stronger than Bibi Dong, or that his strength has dropped significantly after the parasitism and has not recovered.

Compared to Bibi Dong, the Slaughter King was much weaker.

After leaving the Slaughter City, it is not impossible to bring Bibi Dong to the Slaughter City to destroy the King of Slaughter, and at the same time capture the Shura Blood Sword to control the Slaughter City.

When Wang Feng stared at the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter also looked at Wang Feng.

Although he stayed in the capital of slaughter all the year round, he knew about Wang Feng's identity for a long time. If Bibi Dong, the disciple of Pope Bibi Dong, was not afraid of Bibi Dong, he would not personally invite Wang Feng to become a guest minister.

"In that case, good luck to you."

In the end, the King of Slaughter opened the hell road.

It's just that the opening condition requires a lot of blood, but the fallen people watching around will suffer.

Wang Feng watched the blood slowly flow into the hell killing field and finally formed a bat pattern. When an entrance appeared, he glanced at the Queen of Slaughter and walked in without hesitation.

After the King of Slaughter opened the hell road, he thought of something, sneered and turned to leave.

After entering Hell Road, Wang Feng looked around, and there was a faint blood red in his eyes. At this time, there was a circular platform with a diameter of five meters under his feet. The platform was surrounded by abyss.

In addition, a slender path less than half a foot wide and only able to accommodate both feet at the same time leads to the unknown darkness, and this is the only way to the outside world on the platform.

"This should be the road to hell."

Wang Feng learned something about Hell Road from Bibi Dong and knew the situation inside. And as a traveler, he knows more.

At this time, Wang Feng came to the edge of the platform and looked down, the blue light flashed in his eyes, the fog under the abyss disappeared instantly, and the situation in the abyss also appeared in Wang Feng's eyes.

Hot and flowing blood, blood-red energy continued to overflow. If Wang Feng's guess is correct, the blood pool below should be one of the main energy sources to maintain the operation of the killing field.