Ye Lingling froze on the spot, feeling very aggrieved.

She did this solely because she was Ye Feng's fiancée. But Ye Feng treated her coldly.

There was mist in her eyes.

Dugu Yan glared at Ye Feng, walked to Ye Lingling, held Ye Lingling's arm, and said angrily: "Ye Feng, you are a man, why did you bully Lingling again?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ye Lingling. He thought that the other party was his cousin anyway. Even if the real murderers of his parents were her parents, she was not guilty.

Ye Feng felt that he did go a bit too far. But since he was just a man, he did not apologize to Ye Lingling and continued to move towards the core area of ​​the inner city.

Dugu Yan waited until Ye Feng left and asked softly: "Aren't you going to tell him the truth?"

Ye Lingling looked at Ye Feng's back and murmured: "If I tell him clearly, do you think he will believe it? As long as the real murderer of my aunt and uncle is not found out, his attitude towards me will never be the same.

It will change.”

Hey~

Dugu Yan sighed and looked at Ye Lingling with distress. After all, Ye Lingling was the one who resisted everything: "I just feel sorry for you."

"What about you?" Ye Lingling asked.

"Me?" Dugu Yan looked startled.

"Yes, where are you and your cousin? Don't think that I don't know that you also like your cousin."

"Yeah, let it go."

Dugu Yan coughed dryly. He held Ye Lingling's arm tighter. Looking at Ye Feng's back, he said, "Lingling, I never thought we could really become good sisters!"

Ye Lingling: "..."

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment. She could hear the overtones in Dugu Yan's words.

Dugu Yan's words are already obvious. Ye Lingling is Ye Feng's fiancée. She used the word "sister" to answer that she does like Ye Feng. Moreover, she doesn't mind that Ye Feng has more than one woman.

Moving on, an inverted cone-shaped building appeared in front of them. It was wider at the bottom and narrower at the top. The building was mainly black and red.

Entering the building, the roar of shouts was deafening.

The first floor is the Hell Killing Fields. It is very similar to the Great Soul Fighting Arena. It is a place where people fight and work hard.

Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong and others learned about the rules of the Hell Killing Fields from their respective commentators. Ten people will participate in each game, and only one person can survive to the end. As

The victor can also absorb the soul power of the defeated.

"Can you still swallow soul power here?" Qian Renxue looked surprised.

"Yes. This is a trophy worth risking one's life for." Qian Renxue's commentator replied.

"I see, this is why Tang Hao and her soul master level were able to break through to level 90 so quickly!" Qian Renxue's mind came to mind as the two legendary figures in the soul master world today - Haotian Dou

Luo Tanghao and Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace.

"Who are you talking about?" Qian Renxue's commentator smiled seductively, looking at Qian Renxue's appearance, his eyes shining brightly: "As long as you win a game here, then you can have as much fun as you want here.

.As your guide, I can also provide you with special services."

"Special service?" Qian Renxue looked at her tour guide with doubts.

"Yes." Qian Renxue's commentator stretched out his hand and touched Qian Renxue's cheek. He dared to swear with his conscience that he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Qian Renxue was stunned when her guide's hand touched her cheek. She raised her foot and kicked her guide down.

"you……"

Qian Renxue’s commentator glared at Qian Renxue.

"roll."

Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Feng. She seemed to care about Ye Feng's attitude. She shouted to her commentator in a cold tone: "I don't need your protection anymore. You can leave!"

"you!"

Qian Renxue's commentator got up from the ground and pointed at Qian Renxue. He was just a commentator and could not hurt newcomers. This was the rule set by the King of Slaughter. He had no choice but to clenched his hands angrily: "Okay

.Then you are now at your mercy. I wish you good luck. I would like to advise you. Friendships do not exist in the city of killing."

After the commentator said this, his eyes clearly glanced at Ye Feng, Hu Liena and others. The last sentence clearly meant something. He obviously wanted to drive a wedge between her and her companions.

"Please...9528, enter the arena of the Hell Killing Fields."

At this moment, the announcer's voice came from the announcer.

Ye Feng tiptoed and jumped onto the ring.

The first time he fought in the Hell Killing Fields, his opponents were all at the level of great soul masters. His opponents were obviously very nervous. As soon as they came on stage, they immediately summoned their respective martial spirits. There were wolf-shaped beast spirits, and some tiger-shaped beast spirits.

Martial spirit, and hammer martial spirit...

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and with a thought in his mind, he took out the pistol from the storage soul guide.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?" one of Ye Feng's opponents exclaimed.

There are no pistols in Douluo Continent, and naturally the fallen in the Hell Killing Fields don't know about such weapons.

"start!"

The referee's voice fell, and the fallen in the ring started to move and began to attack the people around them. Two of them attacked Ye Feng at the same time.

Ye Feng is not old, so maybe they think Ye Feng is easy to bully. They plan to kill Ye Feng first.

"Innocent!"

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth, raised his pistol, placed three points and one line, and pulled the trigger.

Bang

Bang

Two voices sounded in succession. The two great soul masters fell to the ground.

The sudden sound of thunder attracted the attention of the other seven great soul masters. They looked at Ye Feng in unison, and then attacked Ye Feng in unison.

Bang

Bang

Bang

Ye Feng pulled the trigger. Eight voices sounded, directly killing the remaining seven great soul masters.

"What is that?"

"Why is it so powerful?"

"Is that a soul skill? Isn't it true that soul skills cannot be used in the killing city?"

The Fallen who were watching the battle looked at Ye Feng on the ring with extremely confused eyes. There were many question marks in their minds. They didn't understand why Ye Feng was able to use soul skills.

Of course, they had no idea that it was not a soul skill, but a pistol, a technology from the Chinese plane.

"This game is over, No. 9528 wins! A total victory!"

Ye Feng began to operate his skills, absorbing the soul power of the defeated. His pistol had a bullet capacity of eighteen. With the pistol, he would only fight like a cheat in the hell killing field.

Such a scene made Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhu, Meng Yiran, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Zhu Zhuqing and others look happy.
Chapter completed!