Check in to the Douluo Continent Chapter 503: 1 year later! (3)

Because of every game, or besieged, Wang Feng is like a **** of death, quietly harvesting his life, without any exceptions.

The 60-meter range of Wang Feng's body is also known as the white-clothed hell!

In seventy-two games, no one could rush through the **** in white and really attack Wang Feng!

As a result, in the killing field of hell, as the year passed, there was a saying: As long as you can pass through this white-clothed hell, you can defeat this white-clothed death god!

During this year, Wang Feng actually lived a very comfortable life... even more comfortable than in the extreme north.

For a soul master who cannot use soul skills, it is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

"I practiced hard, didn't I just want to brutalize the enemy like this? Isn't it just to pursue the thrill of crushing the opponent?"

Wang Feng thought to himself, "The key is that I can still practice at the same time."

Especially in Killing Capital, there is no burden.

Also basically don't need any wits! Because there is no chance of wits! Without soul skills, it is to rely on level A and various killing techniques.

But, even after this year of killing.

The breath on Wang Feng's body still hasn't changed much!

It stands to reason that after killing so many people, after so many competitions, and long-term expectations in the inner city, there will always be all kinds of murderous and malicious auras.

The temperament will also become more gloomy and bloodthirsty.

But Wang Feng didn't change. He was dressed in moonlight white, as if he was a loner, and seemed out of tune with the capital of slaughter.

This is another reason why Wang Feng is called the God of Death in White.

In legends, the **** of death is mostly dressed in black robes, looking cold and lonely, exuding the breath of death.

The **** of death in white is different. He stands there, spotless, like a **** in the world, but it makes countless people in the inner city obsessed with him!

That graceful figure, that terrifying strength, that arrogant temperament...

It's like a strong medicine, stimulating countless women in the inner city.

In this inner city world full of degenerates, the white-robed Death God is too unique, such a strange powerhouse has never appeared in the capital of slaughter!

But Wang Feng does know the reason.

The murderous aura he infected was all absorbed by the Dark Angel Martial Soul.

In addition to his current physique, he will not be affected by the Slaughter City at all. As long as the Dark Angel Martial Soul is not possessed, he will not have any changes.

On this day, Wang Feng walked out the door again.

With his strength and status, it is naturally an excellent house to live in. However, a sharp blade composed of two Xuanming thorns has been hanging outside the door, guarding the door all the time.

No way, too many people are sent to die every day, especially at night.

Many women in the inner city wanted to kiss Fang Ze and spend the spring night with him, the **** of death in white. At the beginning of the night, they stood outside Wang Feng's house, looking up, and even rushed in.

Wang Feng did not practice cleanliness, and then controlled the sharp blade composed of Xuanming thorns and placed it outside the door.

Whoever dares to take a step forward will die!

Just kidding, even some of these women might be cleaner. But is he Wang Feng that kind of person?

Clearly not!

So just outside the door to prevent two Xuanming thorns, as a deterrent, whoever comes will die.

It doesn't matter if you're male or female.

Going out of the door, the smell of decay and depravity in the inner city has not disappeared.

The number of visitors to the Killing Capital has not decreased because of this, because the various evils on the continent will not end.

A familiar sound of pleasure came to my ears.

Wang Feng smiled. Although I covered my eyes with a mask, I couldn't see clearly. But he can more clearly perceive the live erotica that is being staged every day.

It's the same as looking at it with both eyes, it's even clearer...

At first, Wang Feng felt a little bit when he saw it, but what followed was the throbbing of the dark angel's spirit.

The more you look at it, the faster one of the blood lines of the dark angel's martial arts will evolve and appear, so much that Wang Feng thinks that this is so afraid of dangling martial arts, right?

However, after watching it for a long time, the interest has decreased a lot.

It's like watching a movie too much, and it doesn't feel like it anymore.

When Wang Feng came out of the room.

"The Grim Reaper has come out!"

Someone seemed to exclaim.

Wang Feng casually glanced at the side, and in the corner of the street, it was a man and a woman who were staging a live-action blockbuster.

The woman on the man seemed to feel the gaze of the **** of death in white, a blush appeared on her face, and she raised her head and screamed in a high and excited voice:

"Ah ah ah... it's the **** of death in white! It's so cool..."

Woman's remaining man: "...Bitch woman! Did you draft it? After doing it for so long, it feels like a zombie. When someone glanced at it, it was so tight that you just lost it?"

The man was very angry, but he felt deeply helpless.

Wang Feng: "..."

Sorry for bothering you.

Wang Feng shook his head and walked directly towards the slaughtering field of **** in the distance, while thinking: Is this the legend, who is high C?

After resting for a few days and studying the Dark Angel Martial Spirit, Wang Feng naturally wants to continue to the Hell Killing Field.

But at the door, Wang Feng met two people.

One is Hu Liena and the other is a mistress.

Wang Feng's footsteps paused slightly~IndoMTL.com~ He found that after ten wins, in almost every game, there were Xiaosan and Hu Liena.

Apparently he was noticed by them.

As for the battle between the two, Wang Feng occasionally went to watch it.

Because of the mutation of Hu Liena's spirit, her physical quality is not only very strong, but she can also charm the enemy with her ultimate moves. Few people can resist Hu Liena's attack, like Xiaosan practicing the purple magic eye to resist charm. situation, almost none.

And those eyes that can seduce people, make Hu Liena also known as the messenger of hell, specializing in seducing people's souls.

Not to mention Xiaosan, who is now known as the Shura King in the slaughter field of hell. With his hidden weapons and various Tangmen martial arts, he has extremely strong lethality against singles and pairs of groups. He is currently popular in the killing capital. Second to the powerhouse of the **** of death in white.

Hu Liena has 71 wins, second only to Wang Feng.

Tang San is seventy, less Hu Liena.

But Wang Feng and Tang San came from behind. This is also because the further back, the more difficult it is to arrange the schedule of the game, because when they reach their victory, they have encountered very few opponents.

A session often takes several days to schedule.

The inner city is actually very big. According to Wang Feng's estimate, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people in this city.

And even more.

There are actually many people who come to the killing fields of **** every day.

Because of the high popularity of Reaper in white, more people will come to see it.

A lot of people don't care about others, just to see what the white-robed Reaper looks like?

In addition, there are people who want to see if anyone can rush out of the white-clothed **** and come to the white-clothed death god?

Wang Feng and the two passed by.

"White Death!"

At this moment, Tang San suddenly stopped Wang Feng, "Your opponent today is very special, you may be in danger."

(End of this chapter)