On the second day, Wang Feng's mission in the Killing Fields was still continuing.
I habitually came to the Killing Fields to sign up for his competition, and without any surprises, I won easily.
After the victory, he returned to the hotel, said loudly that he was affected by the murderous aura, entered the green source space, and took 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 yelled that she disagreed and would never 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 console herself that she was helping Wang Feng deal with the influence of the murderous aura.
"How are you, goddaughter? Are you okay?" After a long time, Wang Feng looked down at Xiao Wu and asked with a bad smile.
When Xiao Wu heard that Wang Feng called her goddaughter again, she thought that Wang Feng used to do the same things as her godmother Liu Erlong, and she was doing the same thing with Wang Feng now. Thinking about it, she felt ashamed and angry.
In the end, he could only take a bite out of Wang Feng, the bad guy, and verbally forbade him to never call him his daughter again.
Wang Feng was very happy to be bitten by Xiao Wu, and became a little addicted when Xiao Wu was called his goddaughter. He screamed and spoke to his goddaughter.
In the end, Xiao Wu didn't know whether she was used to it or obeyed, but she subconsciously called out: "Godfather."
In this way, after completing the Killing Fields Closed Competition in the Killing City, returning to practice, studying soul skills, 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 for killing with one sword and adding another has spread throughout the killing city.
Today is Wang Feng's 100th game. As long as he completes this game, he can clear the Killing Fields and enter the Road to Hell.
At this time, after some communication with Xiao Wu, Wang Feng left the Green Source Space and walked towards the killing field after his mental state was fully restored.
After Wang Feng left, Xiao Wu suddenly found that her soul power had become stronger. She didn't know if it was because of the in-depth exchanges with Wang Feng in the past two months.
"No, we can't let Wang Feng succeed again."
Xiao Wu thought for a while and decided to practice in seclusion for a period of time to make her soul body more solid. By then, she would be no different from a real person in the Green Source Space.
As soon as Wang Feng walked out of the hotel room, the criminals around him all moved out of the way when they saw Wang Feng, as if they were afraid they would be killed.
Wang Feng did not hesitate to take another look at the people around him, and when he came to the door of the killing field, a woman dressed in Gothic style walked over and said, "Mr. 3515, are you planning to sign up for the 100th killing field?"
"That's right."
"I guess with Mr. 3515's strength, there is no problem in passing. But before the competition starts, my master asked me to give you a sentence."
"Your master, the King of Slaughter?" Wang Feng looked at the woman dressed in Gothic style with curiosity and asked.
"That's right."
Wang Feng is also curious about the King of Slaughter. He has been in the killing field for a while, but he has never seen the King of Slaughter appear.
Now that he was about to complete 100 games, he asked the staff to come to him. Could it be that he wanted to keep him in the killing city?
"What are you talking about? I'm a little curious?"
"I wonder if 3515 has ever thought about staying in the Killing City to work for my master?" After the Gothic woman finished speaking, she waited for Wang Feng's answer.
When Wang Feng heard this, he already understood what the other party meant. He did not want to complete the killing field and enter the road to hell.
However, as far as he knew, the rules of this killing field were set by God Shura, and even the King of Slaughter could not change them. The only way to retain talents was to make 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 City is not his goal. If his guess is correct, Tang Chen's strength has been greatly weakened by the dark red nine-headed bat, and he should be hiding somewhere to absorb the soul power recovered from the killing field.
Wang Feng planned to return to Wuhun Palace to tell Bibi Dong about Tang Chen after completing the mission in the Killing City. Then he could try to bring Bibi Dong to kill Tang Hao, who had not recovered his strength.
The gothic woman seemed to know that Wang Feng would refuse. She looked at Wang Feng's back and smiled before heading to the tallest building in the Killing City.
At this time, Tang Chen, who was parasitized by the Nine-Headed Bat King, was sitting on a high chair in the hall, looking at the Gothic-style woman walking towards him, and asked expressionlessly: "He refused?"
The gothic woman nodded: "Yes, I have no intention of staying."
"He is an interesting person." The King of Slaughter smiled coldly, stood up, walked down from the throne, turned around and walked out of the hall.
At this time, Wang Feng had already started his hundredth killing field.
The remaining nine people on the field are all very powerful, and the lowest one has experienced fifty or sixty kills.
The nine people stared at Wang Feng coldly as soon as they came on the stage. Without them, they were the most savvy group of people who had survived until now. They knew that the strongest person in the killing field was Wang Feng. Needless to say, they all knew what to do.
"Kill him first, and then fight to the death."
"superior."
"kill."
The nine people shouted together and rushed towards Wang Feng regardless of their own safety.
"Huh, rabble."
Wang Feng sneered and walked towards the nine people who were rushing towards him step by step. As he got closer, his pace became faster and faster until he disappeared from the eyes of the nine people.
Wang Feng's sudden disappearance shocked the nine people, and they hurriedly looked around for him.
Phew~
At this moment, a roar of wind blew up.
Wang Feng appeared next to the first person holding a long knife.
"You can die."
As soon as there was a sound, Wang Feng raised his knife and dropped it. With a plop, a corpse fell down.
The remaining eight people found Wang Feng and attacked again.
But in Wang Feng's eyes, there is not much difference in strength between the remaining eight people.
The long sword stands horizontally, held in both hands, looking forward, and the soul power of the whole body gathers on the blade and condenses on the blade.
The next moment, he took a step forward and slashed out with all his strength.
Phew~
An arc-shaped sword light swept towards the seven people who were attacking.
Puff!!
Blood splattered, and only Wang Feng was left standing on the killing field.
Then the soul power of the nine dead people gathered towards Wang Feng in a steady stream. Wang Feng's soul power, which was at the peak of level 69, broke through to level 70 in an instant.
The people watching around seemed to be used to this situation and were not too surprised.
"It's been a long time since I've seen someone complete 100 games in the Hell Killing Fields. Congratulations to you, the new strong man. I, the King of Killing, announce that I will give you the title of God of Killing, and at the same time you will be given free access to the Killing City.
Qualifications. And I am appointed as the Killing Guest Minister under me."
At this moment, deep and sharp sounds suddenly came from all directions.
When Wang Feng heard this sound in the killing field, he suddenly felt that the murderous aura released from his body poured back at the moment the sound was heard. At the same time, the atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood stream
A red figure is falling from the sky.
"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."
As soon as this figure appeared, many depraved people around the killing field roared crazily.
Even though their voices were hoarse from the shouting, they had no intention of stopping.
Wang Feng felt awe-struck in his heart and looked towards the scarlet figure in mid-air.
It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.
"The King of Slaughter, he actually showed up." Wang Feng was a little surprised, but after thinking about what the King of Slaughter said and the woman dressed in Gothic style looking for him just now, he understood what he meant.
The title of God of Killing can only be awarded by completing the Killing Fields and Hell Road. Now the King of Killing wants to take him under his command. Unfortunately, Wang Feng has no interest at all.
"No need, I am willing to pass the test of the Hell Road, walk out of here with my own strength, and become a real God of Killing."
"Are you sure, the road to hell is not as simple as you think." The King of Slaughter's eyes condensed, and a powerful aura accompanied him.
"Sure!" Wang Feng replied firmly. While feeling the pressure from the King of Slaughter, he was calculating the opponent's strength in his heart.
He has already experienced what kind of strength Bibi Dong is, at the peak of level ninety-eight.
What Wang Feng could be sure of with this power from the King of Slaughter was that the opponent was not as strong as Bibi Dong, or it could be said that his strength had dropped significantly after being parasitized and had not recovered.
Compared to Bibi Dong, the Killing King is 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 seize the Shura Blood Sword and 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 Killing City all year round, he had long known about Wang Feng's identity. He was a disciple of Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace. If he hadn't been afraid of Bibi Dong, he would not have personally invited Wang Feng to become his guest.
"In that case, I wish you good luck."
Finally, the King of Slaughter opened the road to hell.
However, the activation condition requires a lot of blood, and 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 King of Slaughter and walked in without hesitation.
After the King of Slaughter opened the road to hell, he thought of something, smiled coldly, and turned around to leave.
After entering the Hell Road, Wang Feng looked around and saw a faint blood-red color. At his feet, there was a circular platform with a diameter of five meters. The platform was surrounded by an abyss.
In addition, a slender path less than half a foot wide and only wide enough to accommodate two feet standing at the same time leads to the unknown darkness, and this is also 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 conditions inside. And as a time traveler, he knew more.
At this time, Wang Feng came to the edge of the platform and looked down. A faint 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 flowing blood and blood-red energy are constantly overflowing. 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.