Douluo: Starting from playing the role of assassin Wu Liuqi

Chapter 63
Feng Xiaotian came to the killing field of hell under the leadership of the killing messenger.

"This is the killing field of hell, and in front is the registration office."

The Killing Messenger spoke to Feng Xiaotian.

Then Feng Xiaotian came to the registration office of the Hell Killing Fields and handed his identity card to the staff.

"Hold it, this way please."

The staff looked at Feng Xiaotian with respect.

Feng Xiaotian took the identity card and walked towards the seats.

"Huh? A little unfamiliar?"

When the people in the Hell Killing Fields saw Queen Feng Xiaotian, they all stood up slowly, with a joking smile on their faces, and walked towards Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to take action, the killing envoy came out from behind.

"It's the Killing Messenger...Run..."

These people all ran away after seeing the Killing Messenger.

"The rules of the Hell Killing Fields are very simple. The winner can absorb all the soul power of others. If you participate in [-] games, you will be the champion. Every time you win a game, you can live in the Killing City for one more year."

"Your group has almost gathered ten people. It's your turn for the next game. Are you sure you want to play?"

The Killing Messenger looked at Feng Xiaotian with a smile.

"I'm sure."

Feng Xiaotian said calmly.

"In that case, I'll take my leave now and wish you good luck."

The killer turned around and left.

"Next game, challenger 9527!"

"Next game, challenger 9527!"

.........

The staff read Feng Xiaotian's name.

Feng Xiaotian walked slowly towards the Hell Killing Fields. At this moment, everyone in the field focused on Feng Xiaotian.

"Hey, this is still a new guy."

"Why don't you come and make a bet? I bet he won't survive for even one minute."

"Tch, this guy looks to be in his early twenties. He can last for ten seconds, which is pretty good."

"Two Bloody Marys..."

at this time,

Qian Renxue also slowly walked from the entrance to the Hell Killing Fields to the spectator seats, and then set her sights on Feng Xiaotian.

do not know why,
From the first moment Qian Renxue saw Feng Xiaotian, she always felt that there was a familiar aura on Feng Xiaotian.

Rather than being familiar,

It would be better to say that he looks very similar to that person...

"Come on, it's the Killing Angel."

The fallen people nearby saw Qian Renxue and fled around in a hurry.

Qian Renxue had won fifteen consecutive victories in the three months since she arrived at the Killing Fields of Hell, and was given the title of Killing Angel by these degenerates.

Moreover, Qian Renxue discovered that her mutated seraph seemed to like the environment of the Hell Killing Fields very much. Here, her seraph seemed to have received special nourishment.

Otherwise, with Qian Renxue’s current strength, she would have been able to achieve at least seventy consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields in three months. Qian Renxue deliberately slowed down the progress of leaving the Killing City and used the murderous aura in the Killing City to nourish herself. of seraphs.

The killing fields of hell,
Behind Feng Xiaotian, the three-headed Demon Wolf King Gale was possessed, and a terrifying martial soul suppressing aura came over him.

The remaining nine people were all shocked when they felt the terrifying aura on Feng Xiaotian's body. Then the nine people looked at each other and surrounded Feng Xiaotian.

"Let's work together to kill this kid first, and then we can each rely on our own abilities."

One of them spoke.

"Hmph, I originally planned to kill all nine of you at once." "The killing journey has begun..."

The corners of Feng Xiaotian's mouth raised slightly, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and the blood in his body was boiling with excitement.

"Go together!"

The nine people released their martial spirits and attacked and killed Feng Xiaotian.

In the city of killing,

Soul masters can summon martial spirits but cannot release soul power and soul skills. All they can rely on is their own physical fitness and combat experience.

Feng Xiaotian once took the fairy grass Bahuangpofengcao, coupled with Li Xuan's devil training in the past three months, Feng Xiaotian's physical fitness has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Feng Xiaotian clenched his fist and punched a person in the chest. Then, the person flew backwards like a cannonball.

"This is the first one……"

Feng Xiaotian sneered.

"Damn it, let me do it!"

A soul master holding a meteor hammer rushed towards Feng Xiaotian. The meteor hammer swept towards Feng Xiaotian's body. Feng Xiaotian's body immediately leaned back like cotton, easily dodging the blow.

"I'll see you hide once."

The meteor hammer in the black-robed man's hand was like a phantom, constantly attacking Feng Xiaotian, but Feng Xiaotian was like a loach, easily dodging every attack.

Thanks to Li Xuan's special training on Feng Xiaotian using the attraction and repulsion of "Cang" and "He", Feng Xiaotian's speed has far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul King at this moment, and his body's flexibility is even more terrifying.

"It's my turn."

"Magic Saber Thousand Blades!"

A long knife that looked like a broken mirror quietly appeared in Feng Xiaotian's hand. The long knife was filled with murderous intent. Just looking at it, he felt lingering fear in his heart and his body could not stop shaking.

"how is this possible?!!"

Qian Renxue in the audience froze in place when she saw the Thousand-Blade Demonic Knife in Feng Xiaotian's hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on the Thousand-Blade Demonic Knife in Feng Xiaotian's hand.

Who is he?
Why is there Aqi's knife? !
Qian Renxue's hands slowly clenched.

During the nearly ten years since Li Xuan's disappearance, Feng Xiaotian had wielded his sword tens of thousands of times every day, and he had never stopped practicing his soul power. Except for the five hours of eating and sleeping, he spent almost all of his time training.

Feng Xiaotian mastered the sword skills of the Demon Sword Thousand Blades and practiced the inner skills. At this moment, the Demon Sword Thousand Blades was in her hand like an arm.

Just a few breaths,
All nine people on the field were killed by the thousand blades of the magic sword.

"This feeling actually makes me a little happy..."

Feng Xiaotian greedily absorbed the soul power of the nine people, and the Demon Sword Thousand Blades actually absorbed the soul power of these people together with Feng Xiaotian. Not only that, the Demon Sword Thousand Blades seemed to be secretly sucking the souls of the Killing City. Murderous, but no one noticed.

Killing Palace,
The King of Slaughter looked at Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashing with shock in the hell killing field, and wondered in his heart.

"This knife...could it be a divine weapon?"

"If it is really a divine weapon, which god is it inherited from..."

The King of Slaughter groped his chin in thought.

"Victor, 9527!"

"Let's cheer for him!"

As a voice sounded, it announced Feng Xiaotian's victory, and at the same time, it also announced that the lives of the other nine people were over.

"9527!!!"

"9527!!!"

"9527!!!"

Everyone in the entire hell killing field was cheering for Feng Xiaotian. Here, they only worshiped the strong.

Feng Xiaotian returned to the registration office to score his identity card, and then walked out of the killing field of hell.

But the moment Feng Xiaotian stepped out of the killing field of hell.

A blood-red holy sword was pressed against Feng Xiaotian's neck.

(End of this chapter)