However, Wang Feng is not sure about the specific role of the field because he has not tried it yet.

Wang Feng remembers that Tang San has the Blue Silver Realm that Blue Silver Emperor has, and he doesn’t know if he is awakened now.

The City of Killing itself is also covered by a kind of field.

Wang Feng didn’t know very well what the Dark Angel’s Martial Soul, the domain after these seven blood patterns were formed?

But it should be very strong.

When the first blood pattern emerged, the enemies in the aura of a hundred meters all over their body would fall into a state of rage, their strength would decline, and their spirits would be out of control.

However, it can be resisted. As long as the mind is calm, it will not be affected. Therefore, Wang Feng believes that this can only be regarded as a simple aura.

It cannot really affect other people.

It's just an emotional impact, but people's emotions can be avoided.

The real area is difficult.

In the City of Killing for two years, Wang Feng has made great progress in practicing the Dark Angel Martial Soul and the secondary practice of the Xuanming Thorn!

Xuanming Thorn can now control nearly twenty sharp blades, and its control range has been enhanced to about eighty meters.

And with the increasing training, the progress is getting bigger and bigger.

However, Wang Feng felt that the Xuanming Thorn's weapon killed people, and it should be a hurdle when it reached 100 meters.

In the dark, Wang Feng felt that his mental power could only control such a long distance at most. Once it exceeded one hundred meters, he might completely lose control.

This is not because of insufficient mental power, but because of poor quality.

As Wang Feng, who has a large amount of knowledge reserves, probably guessed that this may require condensing his huge mental power.

But Wang Feng was a little confused about the specific method.

Mental power is not soul power, and there is not even a basic method of cultivation. It relies entirely on its own growth, let alone condense.

If Wang Feng does not have meteor tears, he will not be able to compress and purify his soul power. His mental power cannot use meteor tears...

"I don't know how mistress and Hu Liena are doing."

Wang Feng frowned slightly.

The last game will take a long time to arrange, and there will be no movement for most of the month.

The more than 20 games that followed, the longer the preparation time, the longer the preparation time, there will be only two or three games a month, or even one game a month.

Wang Feng remembers it in Game 95.

Tang San passed by, obviously he had reached the edge of his limit, but fortunately he was controlled in time.

Hu Liena is almost the same.

According to Wang Feng's calculations, the lives of those who died at the hands of two people are probably as high as tens of thousands.

Perhaps this is not a huge number for the City of Killing, but for any soul master, it is a very terrifying number.

Wang Feng used Xuanming Thorn to solve more problems...

Generally, if a normal person kills a hundred people, his mental illness will probably leave serious sequelae.

As a soul master, he has stronger mental power and can withstand killing thousands of people.

But even with the special nature of Tang San and Hu Liena, it is difficult to bear.

‘The way of killing king is effective.’

Wang Feng thought to himself.

Why are few people able to survive a hundred games?

Strength is one aspect, but it is more difficult to control this kind of murderous intent!

Even if you stay in the city of killing, if you don’t kill people often, you will be infected by the breath here and gradually lose yourself!

Not to mention those strong people with countless lives on their hands. The more they kill, the stronger their killing intentions, the more likely they are to be backfired.

Why can the white-clothed God of Death make countless women in the inner city crazy about it?

The biggest reason is that the white-clothed Death God has done it so far, and the breath on his body is extremely pure, which makes people crazy.

In the City of Killing, the pure aura on Wang Feng was attracted by not only women, but also many strong people.

No matter how much Wang Feng restrains his breath, it is useless.

His body after being tempered by the red lotus is almost natural in heaven and earth, and it is impossible to restrain itself.

This is the result of Wang Feng wrapping himself up. If Wang Feng unbuttoned his mask and showed a little bit of his appearance, he might suspect that he would go out and these people would rush up directly.

Hey, that's how handsome he is.

What's more, they are willing to be slaves and servants, and are willing to stay by Wang Feng's side and act as slaves. The purpose is to get closer to Wang Feng and let the pure aura on Wang Feng suppress the boiling murderous intent in his body.

Of course Wang Feng refused.

Just kidding, he doesn't need any slaves at all with Xuanming Thorns.

In fact, there is another way that can calm down these people who cannot suppress their murderous intent.

That's Bloody Mary.

Human blood.

As long as you drink this blood type Mary, you can slightly suppress the murderous intent in your body, but this thing is poison. The more you drink it, the more you become addicted, and you can't live without it in the end. Wang Feng can roughly guess the result of this situation.

Neither Tang San nor Hu Liena drank it.

Because the two of them also saw the clues. They knew that they would not be able to quit after drinking this kind of thing, and it would be even more troublesome at that time.

"It seems that today is the last one, right?"

Wang Feng thought quietly.

He walked out the door, and the air still exuded a decadent atmosphere.

White clothes are out of dust, and their spirits are as bright as the bright light.

A short blade formed by the Xuanming Thorn surrounds the surroundings.

As soon as he left the door, several men and women came running, kneeling more than ten meters away, their whole body trembling slightly, and their eyes were full of redness.

"The God of Death in White... Please accept us... We are willing to listen to you in the City of Killing! As long as you let us stay by your side three meters... no, it's fine!"

The eyes of several people were full of desire.

These people have lived in the City of Killing for more than ten years and are close to the verge of collapse. The simple indulgence indulgence can no longer relieve the murderous intent in their bodies. The Bloody Mary doesn't know how much she drank, and the effect is very little.

Wang Feng didn't even look at them.

He doesn't know how many such things will happen every day.

After Wang Feng left, the people's breathing became violent, and then they let out a beast-like roar, and started fighting in the street, and finally fell on the ground...

This is the final outcome of the fallen man in the City of Killing.

Even if they can avoid being killed by others, they cannot escape this result.

Come to the Hell Killing Field.

Before entering the door, many spectators rushed out from the inside with fear.

As soon as he entered, Wang Feng frowned!

A strong smell of blood!

In the Hell Killing Field.

Tang San and Hu Liena were like two ghost figures, killing wildly inside!

In their eyes, there was a pure blood-red red, and the murderous aura on their bodies had already condensed into reality, and they almost killed people when they saw them.

The two did not meet because the killing field was large and there were many people.

In the killing field, there were shrill screams constantly.

Many of them were spectators on the audience stage, but they were all tragically attacked by the two!

Wang Feng took a look and knew that these two people must have just finished the competition and their murderous intent could not be controlled.

Wang Feng didn't know how many people these two people killed in the City of Killing in the original work, but they were definitely not as much as they killed now.

Tens of thousands of people, this is no joke!
Chapter completed!