"Why don't you let us out, doesn't the death arena never restrict the freedom of movement of members?" Wang Bo stared at the door with an unkind face.

"I'm sorry, the elder commanded, the little one just did it, please don't misunderstand, sir. The warrior guarding the door replied nonchalantly, but he didn't have the slightest intention of letting Wang Bo leave freely.

Wang Bo and Tu Ba looked at each other deeply, and had to close the door again to watch the deathmatch challenge.

Soon, the two discovered that Ling Feng had joined the deathmatch again, and had won six consecutive victories strangely quickly.

"This is too fast, isn't it?" Wang Bo sensitively felt that things were a little too simple.

Tu Ba looked at the time, less than half an hour had passed, and the normal second deathmatch might not have been completed, but now he had completed five games, and he also subconsciously believed that Wang Bo's idea felt that Ling Feng's game was strange.

Both of them are people who have participated in a death match, and they have personally experienced the difficulty of winning a streak, this kind of death match that takes a life every time they win, as long as it is a battle against a martial artist of the same level, it will never be too easy.

The so-called stupid and scared, stunned and afraid of dying, this is the truth, as long as people want to work hard, even if the other party's talent and actual combat are almost meaningless, fighting hard, it will still make people have a headache.

"Watching the replay of his fight, I felt that there must be something wrong with it. ”

Wang Bo quickly grasped the key point of the problem, and returned to look at Ling Feng's past battle records one by one, except for the first one who didn't look back, he watched them all.

After reading all the five battle records, Wang Bo's face became ugly.

"These five people are far less powerful than Meng Bo, and they haven't even cultivated their spiritual skills, how could they accept Ling Feng's challenge?"

"Could it be that Ling Feng is a rookie?"

"That's not right, Ling Feng's first battle against Meng Bo, the lord of twenty consecutive victories, can be said to be a sensation in the entire death arena. ”

The more the two discussed, the more confused they felt, and said what kind of demon is going to be in this death arena?

They knew the details of Ling Feng, and they didn't think that Ling Feng had the energy to affect the death arena.

The hands and feet of the death arena, not only Wang Bo found out, they were blocked from leaving, so they noticed the abnormality for the first time.

Although Ling Feng had been fighting to the death, he didn't think about leaving so quickly, but as a former killer with a very sensitive and dangerous sense of smell, he still quickly sensed that something was wrong.

Bystanders such as Wang Bo could detect abnormalities by looking at his battle records, not to mention Ling Feng himself.

Except for the first deathmatch, Ling Feng obviously felt that his opponent had become stupid and ridiculous, not to mention that someone who should be subjective and enterprising, was a pig, and he should not be directly killed under his sword blade one by one.

As a party concerned, Ling Feng knew very well that he did not have any domineering spirit on his body, and he didn't have time to show more combat wisdom at all, so he rushed forward and offered his head "fiercely".

This kind of fighting style made Ling Feng's murderous intent messy for a while, you must know that you are a person who cultivates the killing dao, and you should not be shaken by the death of a few people anyway.

After Ling Feng finished the sixth game, he excused himself to rest, changed clothes with Hei Qi, and secretly left his box.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Hei Qi, it's really too stupid, and there are some things that make almost no difference between him looking at them and not looking at them.

Ling Feng took the iron membership of Black Seven, and when he arrived at the comprehensive viewing hall of the death arena, he suddenly found that there were many people talking about his winning streak, intentionally or unintentionally.

The comprehensive viewing hall is incomparably huge, and on the empty field, just the death screen for individual viewing is densely packed, with more than tens of thousands of pieces.

Ling Feng walked into the comprehensive hall, and almost instantly his ears were overwhelmed by the crowd, and all kinds of gossip flew all over the sky for a while.

"Did you hear that? Ling Feng, who had just joined the club and ended the myth of Meng Bo's twenty-game winning streak, had already won six in a row. ”

"No, these last five people were almost all killed by Ling Feng in seconds, that handsome, that strength, there is no one else. ”

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and book the game, I heard that a lot of people are watching the game, and I'm afraid there will be no place when it's over. ”

Ling Feng covered his face with a cloak, and hid in the crowd with a strange expression, listening to others talk about things he didn't know.

Ling Feng thought to himself, was there a lot of spectators in the battle just now?

Ling Fengzheng felt strange that in the general hall, several martial artists who seemed to be the staff of the death match were pushing a small car with a death match secret sign walking around.

"Let's take a look, the prince of Ruifeng Houfu, killed people, kidnapped the eldest brother, and regained the identity of the prince. ”

"Ling Feng Shizi challenged Wang Bo, the seventh young man of the Wang family, and after twenty consecutive victories, he will challenge Wang Bo, a silver medalist, a genius life and death battle, not to be missed. ”

"Breaking news, Ruifeng Hou personally came to the death arena to wait to catch the rebel Ling Feng. ”

"On the first day of the empire, the arrogant Baili Tianbing personally came to the death arena to cheer for her fiancé Ling Feng. ”

The staff's high tone kept resounding in the crowd, and more and more people couldn't help but pay for a deathmatch secret jade slip.

The jade slip of the secret of the death match is the same as the fire spirit jade that was burned after reading it when Ling Feng first entered the death match, and it can only be read once with the divine sense, and cannot be circulated.

A jade slip is a high-grade spirit stone, which is not too expensive, and for a popular person like Ling Feng, the iron members are still very enthusiastic.

After all, if you prepare the materials in the early stage, and when you get to the right time, you may be able to double your income directly.

Ling Feng couldn't help but buy a copy, and found that the information in it was very vague, but it covered everything that had happened recently, if someone who didn't know saw this, he couldn't help but gossip and wanted to know more.

In particular, after this information, the news of the confrontation between the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, the Wang family, and the martial arts masters of the Baili family in the square outside the death arena was remarked.

What's even more weird is that Ling Feng is not there, and the news of the start of the seventh battle has already come from the death arena, and many people who are interested in the gossip can't help but spend ten high-grade spirit stones to watch the death match.

Ling Feng simply used Black Seven's membership to find a deathmatch screen and buy the right to watch the battle, and began to watch the battle with relish.

Seeing others fighting with their own identities, Ling Feng's feelings were strange enough.

Seeing that on the deathmatch screen, the fake Ling Feng won by instantly cutting the opponent's throat with the Firebird Sword, Ling Feng was suddenly a little bored.

Although he felt that there was nothing new, Ling Feng put himself in his shoes and found that even if he fought by himself, he still won inexplicably.

"It's still a gift at all!" Ling Feng couldn't help but whisper.

When Ling Feng was sighing, there was a more intense complaining sound than him beside him.

Ling Feng squinted and saw an iron member who was also wearing a big cloak, who was also watching the deathmatch with great excitement, and it happened to be the fake Ling Feng.

"Bang, that's it, it's too shameless, isn't it?! Hmph, this Ling Feng is really ...... must have cheated, how can there be such a vegetable opponent, even if it is a pig, it can drag on for three seconds. It's less than three seconds, and it's shameless to die when you go straight on the field......"

Although the iron member who spoke could not see his face clearly, his voice sounded like a young girl.

The girl's tone was a little rude, but her voice was particularly pleasant and moving, like a cold jade falling to the ground with a strange cold and crisp, especially when complaining about Ling Feng's cheating, it was called a crunchy, Ling Feng was not disgusted when she heard it, but she was a little itchy in her heart, and she almost couldn't help but want to get to know this heroine.

Ling Feng was originally not prepared to do much, but after this girl complained about the fake Ling Feng's cheating, she immediately attracted the rebuttal of many iron members around her, and loudly questioned the girl for being uneasy and kind, and not knowing how to fight to the death.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to fight to the death, I'm the son of Ling Feng, I have the spirit of a king, and the opponent is weak-minded, so I will naturally be killed in an instant. ”

"It's like saying little girl, if you face Ling Feng Shizi, I'm afraid that if you don't need him to make a move, you will be directly frightened, and your hands will be weak. If you grow a little more handsome, Ling Feng Shizi may make an exception to make you immortal. ”

The excited and self-congratulatory expressions of the iron members completely looked like they were the sons of Ling Feng, which made the clear-eyed people look at it with a toothache.

Ling Feng obviously belonged to the ranks of this toothache.

However, there are a large number of iron members who mock it, and they are all brainless people who are brought to the rhythm, and I am afraid that the argument will be a chicken feather in the end.

Seeing that the girl was silently scolded by everyone, Ling Feng couldn't help but comfort and said, "Girl, don't give these people general knowledge, they are obviously fooling around." ”

Who knew that this sentence was like a hornet's nest, and immediately attracted the wild spray of countless iron members.

"That kid, there is a kind of ah, there is a kind of heads-up game, Lao Tzu tells you to be a man. ”

"Boy, be humble, the death arena is a killing skill, not a flashy move, death match, do you understand?"

Choked by a wave of backlash, Ling Feng almost died on the spot without a mouthful of old blood.

"Nima, what the hell is this, doesn't it mean that the death arena is fair and just? Ling Feng looked confused, and for a moment he couldn't figure out if his knowledge was too short-sighted, or if the death arena was originally so smoky.

Ling Feng was puzzled, and suddenly the cloaked girl, who had been silent for a while, swung her cloak violently, threw a pair of cold eyes at everyone, and said in a cold tone: "There is a kind of unrestricted death match, hum, a bunch of big men are forcing a lot of words, this girl's principle is, don't force it if you can." ”

Swept away by the girl's gaze, everyone felt a terrifying coldness of their bones being frozen and cracked, and some people couldn't help but be scared to pee in place.

But the astonishing coldness only flashed in everyone's hearts, and no one cared at all.

After all, in the Yuanhuo Empire, the fire martial artist family was dominant, and no one expected that the little girl in front of him would exert the spiritual power of the side line.

However, Ling Feng was none other than him, he clearly felt that the little girl in front of him was not a fire martial artist at all, but an ice martial artist.

"Isn't it her?" Ling Feng suddenly thought of the Baili Family Martial Sect that appeared in the square, and then thought of the cold temperament revealed by the girl in front of him like a glance, and instantly had some speculation in his heart.

The cloaked girl maintained her usual crisp personality, a pair of snow-white jade hands, like a bunch of dancing snow-white butterflies, quickly clicked on the deathmatch screen in front of her, and through the nearby member challenge mode, dozens of people entered the unlimited deathmatch in one breath.

Ling Feng was sad to find that the little girl had joined the unlimited deathmatch mode with him, and what shocked him even more was that this little girl's realm turned out to be Wuzong Yizhong, and her age was the same as his own.