Swish!

The silver-gray cold light swept through, and in the Hell Killing Field, the last intact person was cut in half by Ling Feng, and when he looked up, the stumps and broken arms were broken, and blood and flesh were sprinkled all over the entire killing field.

"Winner, Nine-Five-Twenty-Seven! Congratulations to 9527 for completing a ninety-nine winning streak. ”

A cold voice came, announcing Ling Feng's victory.

Ling Feng's face was cold, he wiped the blood on the knife, put the knife into the sheath, and turned to walk, if Ling Feng was a murderer with brutal means before, then the current Ling Feng has become a complete butcher.

He was full of murderous, evil, and destructive aura, as soon as he approached him, the fierce and cold murderous aura mixed with a thick bloody aura rushed towards his face, not to mention facing him, even if he was looked at, he would be terrified.

A moment later, Ling Feng came to the top floor of the Hell Killing Field, which had become a special meeting place for Ling Feng and the King of Slaughter.

"I've seen the master." The King of Slaughter bowed respectfully.

"When was the last killing?" Ling Feng ignored his courtesy and asked directly.

"Seven days...... No, no, five days later. Under Ling Feng's fierce gaze, the King of Slaughter swallowed his saliva and could only quickly change his words.

"Have you packed up your pack of strange beasts?" Ling Feng half-reclined on the chair that symbolized the greatest power in the Killing Capital, kneaded his eyebrows, and asked lightly.

"Yes, all the beasts have been sealed." The King of Slaughter lowered his eyebrows and said, "Everything is ready, and in five days, you can send the master to the Hell Road." ”

"Got it, I'll be back in five days." As he spoke, a golden light flashed on Ling Feng's body and he teleported back to his house.

After simply washing his body and washing away the blood or minced flesh that had splashed on his body during the killing, Ling Feng sat down with his upper body naked, holding the amethyst chalcedony to start today's cultivation.

I don't know when, Ling Feng found that he had an extra layer of blood smell on his body, even if he used the system to steal the most expensive detergent, he couldn't wash off this smell, Ling Feng knew that this was the inherent breath of his own person, and if he wanted to wash it off, he was afraid it would be difficult.

Unlike Tang San, it took him two years to complete a hundred victories in the original book, while Hu Liena took even more time.

However, Ling Feng relied on the King of Killing to compress the time to one year, which brought him an incomparably terrifying momentum, but at the same time, it also caused him great psychological trauma.

Ling Feng now, whenever he sensed someone, his first reaction was not to observe, but to cut off his head or split it in half.

Ling Feng knew that this should not be, this was an anti-social and anti-human idea, however, Ling Feng couldn't control himself, Ling Feng didn't even know how long the scabbard of the Deep Sea Sinking Silver Knife hadn't been used.

As a doctor, Ling Feng knew immediately that he was suffering from PTSD, PTSD in the Killing Capital, and if this continued, it would be difficult for Ling Feng to guarantee whether his personality could be reversed.

So, this is also the reason why he is in a hurry to complete a hundred kills.

With a soft snap, the amethyst chalcedony in his hand turned into gray-white powder, Ling Feng frowned, the quality of amethyst chalcedony was very high, just this piece, he had used it for a year, from forty-one to forty-five.

But it's easy to use, this thing is too expensive, eight thousand spells of heavenly power, if one day, the system sets out to be proud of the Nine Heavens World, Ling Feng must pack the amethyst chalcedony back.

Thinking wildly, Ling Feng called the system again, and stole a piece of amethyst chalcedony and continued to cultivate.

He has been trapped by the system for two years, and he must work hard to cultivate, otherwise, the little fox may not be able to throw Ling Feng there.

……

Wuhun City, Wuhun Hall Academy, in Hu Liena's room.

She had just finished her cultivation and sat bored, and she couldn't help but think of Ling Feng, my wife and sister, how did this bastard come up with these four words!

Hu Liena thought wildly, this year, Xiaofeng is seventeen, he is already a big boy, I don't know how he looks, has he become handsome, or is he disabled?

No, why do I care about that? Hu Liena's face turned red, and she immediately persuaded herself, this is her sister caring about her younger brother, but then she thought about it, what does the Dugu Yan in this villain's letter look like?

Thinking of this, Hu Liena's heart was on fire, although he had checked this Dugu Yan and knew that she had someone she liked, but if she was unhappy, she was unhappy, why did Xiaofeng say that he was in good shape? Isn't mine bad......

"Nana, what are you thinking?"

Hu Liena was startled, turned her head and saw that it was her teacher Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Hu Liena immediately stood up, hugged Bibi Dong's arm, and went to the bedside together.

Bibi Dong said angrily: "It's been a while since I came, didn't you notice?" ”

"No ......" Hu Liena lowered her eyebrows, a little afraid to look at Bibi Dong.

"Thinking about Ling Feng?" Bibi Dong asked, and one sentence directly pierced Hu Liena's mind.

"I didn't ...... I'm ...... That ......" Hu Liena gestured at a loss, and then nodded helplessly: "Teacher, since he went to Heaven Dou City at the age of twelve, I ...... I never saw him again. ”

"I don't know how she's doing now, there was a letter back before, and now there is no news at all."

Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, thought about it, and didn't say anything about Ling Feng's entry into the Killing Capital, saying this matter had no effect except for adding to Hu Liena's worries.

"Ling Feng is in retreat and cultivating, don't worry, it is estimated that it won't be long before he returns." Bibi Dong patted Hu Liena's hand, after the killing capital, a certain degree of psychological treatment must be carried out.

Bibi Dong planned to visit the Killing Capital again in a year to see Ling Feng's situation, if Ling Feng was expected to come out in the next two years, then this matter should also be on the agenda.

"Nana, how is your strength now?" Bibi Dong asked, after these disciples entered the youth, Bibi Dong paid less attention to them, after all, there were many things in the Martial Spirit Palace, and it was impossible for her to pay attention to these few people.

"In a few months, I will definitely be promoted to Soul King." Hu Liena said with a smile, he was quite satisfied with his cultivation speed.

"That's good." Bibi Dong touched Hu Liena's head and smiled.

“……”

……

The Killing Capital, the Killing Fields of Hell.

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A sharp and piercing thunder sounded, and Ling Feng turned into a cold light, and his right hand shining with thunder stabbed into the heart of a fallen person.

Although the soul technique cannot be used here, however, A metal is not affected, at the beginning, Ling Feng was afraid of the King of Killing and did not dare to let go of his hands and feet, but now, the King of Killing has turned into a blood bat, and Ling Feng no longer has any scruples.

"Aha-"

With a pop, Ling Feng pulled out his palm, raised his arms to the audience, laughed wantonly, and released his terrifying murderous aura without reservation.

"Nine-five-two-seven!" "Nine-five-two-seven!" "Nine-five-two-seven!"

In the audience, countless people desperately shouted Ling Feng's identity number, since ancient times, no matter who they are, they have worshiped the strong, especially these degenerates who only have killing and pleasure in their eyes.

"Congratulations, nine-five-twenty-seven, you've completed a winning streak of 100 kills." The King of Slaughter slowly floated down from above and smiled at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng laughed, it was finally about to be completed, and the God Killing Realm was about to arrive.