When he came to the regional killing field, Feng Xiaotian immediately signed up, and as for the Bloody Mary needed to enter the regional killing field, he naturally robbed others.

What are the rules of the regional killing field, and strength is the rule.

As long as you have the strength, the King of Slaughter can do it.

After signing up, you only need to raise 10 people to prepare for battle.

For Feng Xiaotian, rest?

Or is it a challenge waiting for time? Non-existent, is it a joke to restore skills? Even if he didn't have a recovery skill, were his various pills a joke?

In the Territorial Killing Field, there are no restrictions on anything, as long as you kill the opponent, you can use any means.

The ten-man battle on the field had come to an end, and there were already eight corpses lying on the ground, only to see the strong man struck hard with his knife and killed the opponent.

He was also seriously injured, and if nothing happened, this kid wouldn't live long even if he went out.

Feng Xiaotian knew that Tang San was injured once, and after going out, he was attacked by hundreds of people.

However, at this time, the strong man still absorbed the soul power of those who had lost people, but he only absorbed a small part.

Most of it was absorbed by the core of the Killing Capital. He was not even conscious that death was beckoning him.

In fact, Feng Xiaotian was thinking that at least nine people would die in a battle in the Killing Capital, and there would be at least seven or eight games in this Killing Capital in a day.

At least sixty or seventy people die here a day, and there are really no less than 100 people outside?

Where did all these people come from? Are there so many fallen soul masters?

At least 100 deaths a day, 3,000 in a month, and 36,500 in a year. And what about ten years? That's more than 300,000?

I remember that the master said that there were only 100,000 soul masters on the mainland, which was simply fooling Tang San's children.

Moreover, in addition to this killing capital accident, there is also the Death Grand Canyon, and the soul masters of the Douluo Continent are definitely not less than a million.

When this one is over, the next one begins.

In the next ten people, Feng Xiaotian's number was quickly read, 6666. It represents smoothness, and with this number, it is also invincible.

The ten people who were read went on the field in turn, and when Feng Xiaotian came on the field, the nine people actually surrounded Feng Xiaotian in unison.

Feng Xiaotian has already won eight victories in just over twenty days after he came to the Killing Capital, and all of them have won very easily.

Naturally, it attracted everyone's attention, because with the silver face, it is also known as the silver-faced Shura, as for the king, it is still early, only eight games, and even the top 100 are not ranked.

The nine people on the field have beast martial souls and weapon martial souls, because they can't use soul skills, and all the nine people who have beast martial souls also have weapons.

All kinds of weapons, including guns and clubs, swords, and heavy weapons such as maces.

"Look, the silver-faced Shura has appeared again, I've seen all his battles in front of him, it's really a crushing existence." Someone spoke.

The surrounding viewers also seemed to have fans of Feng Xiaotian, shouting the title of Silver-Faced Shura.

"Start ......"

The nine people rushed up, Feng Xiaotian took out the heavy combat knife unhurriedly, and he had already figured out the situation of the nine people.

Six Soul Kings, three Soul Sects, their strength is in the Killing Capital, and they can be regarded as middle and lower levels.

The battle took out, and the gravity of six hundred catties was one hundred catties heavier than Tang San's Haotian Hammer, plus Feng Xiaotian's super strength.

With a wave of the battle knife, a soul king and a soul sect were harvested on the spot.

With just one move, he killed two people.

The other eight people took two steps back in unison.

"It's all up, it's all dead anyway, kill him, don't say it's all alive, at least one of us will have a chance to live." One of the women said loudly.

After the woman finished speaking, the eight people cheered up again and began to attack Feng Xiaotian.

But the result is still the same, Fengxiao Tian's soul power is blessed, and the power is even stronger.

With Feng Xiaotian as the central point, people continue to fly out, and some even fly out in pieces.

In one minute, all the people saved were killed.

After it was over, Feng Xiaotian also began to absorb soul power, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, although less is better than nothing.

He didn't want to use the second martial soul in the regional killing field, and the time was not yet right.

It was another easy battle, and after the battle was over, Feng Xiaotian came to the registration office again and said, "Report me again." ”

"What? Are you sure you still need to sign up for one? "The staff of the Killing Capital were stunned, after so many years in the industry, it was difficult to meet someone who signed up twice a day.

"Are you sure?" Feng Xiaotian affirmed.

"You're going to want it, since the records of the Hell Killing Fields began, there have been six hundred and thirty-two people who dared to sign up for two in one day, and less than fifty of them survived. That's less than a 10% chance of survival, would you like to? The staff continued.

"Go ahead." The wind laughs at the sky.

"Okay, I'll sign you up, and you'll be on this one." The staff said.

Feng Xiaotian continued to play, and this time nine people besieged him again.

Much stronger than the previous one, two Soul Emperors, five Soul Kings, and two Soul Sects.

It's still the same way, and it's another minute to solve the battle, Feng Xiaotian's war knife and its own strength are so strong.

There is no enemy with one knife, as long as the opponent is not Contra, Feng Xiaotian is not afraid, even if it is the Soul Saint Feng Xiaotian, it is okay, if one knife does not work, then there are two, anyway, there is a way to clean it up.

A minute later, Feng Xiaotian didn't challenge right away, but began to rest in a corner, about half an hour later.

Feng Xiaotian came to the registration office again and signed up three times a day.

This time, the staff member didn't dare to ask again, and he was afraid of offending the silver-faced Shura in front of him.

……

Five hours later, Feng Xiaotian left the regional killing field.

Since then, a legend has been left in the regional killing fields.

After eight battles in one day, all of them were victorious, and seventy-two people were killed by the broadsword, including thirteen soul saints, twenty-eight soul emperors, twenty-one soul kings, and ten soul sects.

Therefore, the silver-faced Shura got another title, the silver-faced Shura Emperor, not a king, but an emperor, and he created a legend.

When Feng Xiaotian came out of the regional killing field, Feng Xiaotian limped and reluctantly lifted the knife, as if he was physically exhausted.

After so many battles, he completely relied on physical strength, and of course he also used soul power, but he had auxiliary medicines.

When he came out of the regional killing field, he walked less than two kilometers away.

At least a hundred people appeared, coming from different directions.

It seems that their goal is themselves, Feng Xiaotian pursed his lips and smiled, so many people have come to give gifts, it seems that Sanfeng can have a good meal again today.

"Above, kill the silver-faced Shura Emperor, he is now physically exhausted, it is a good time." A deep voice sounded, and a hundred people rushed up.

……

The capital of killing, the deepest.

"The Great King of Killing, that silver-faced Shura actually signed up for eight battles in one day in the Regional Killing Field, and all of them were victorious." A glamorous woman with a black veil said.

"The one who sent it? I think it's been less than a month. "The King of Killing.

"Yes, now we've won sixteen games in a row. And when he came out of the regional killing field, he pretended to be physically exhausted, and as a result, hundreds of people besieged him, and for no less than ten minutes, all these hundred people were killed by him. And his soul power is only a fifty-fourth-level soul king. The beautiful woman in the black gauze said.

(End of chapter)