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Fang Ling no longer concealed his sharp edge, and with the speed of lightning, he killed those figures trying to escape one by one under the sickle while the woman in black gauze was stunned.
How could she not see it now.
The so-called weakness is nothing more than a deliberate move to lure the enemy, aiming to stimulate people's desire and greed.
The previous self-reporting of family status was just taking advantage of the weaknesses of human nature to lure people into throwing themselves into the trap.
But how is this possible?
He is just a soul emperor!
What he faced was not the ordinary five hundred pigs, but elites who had been tempered in the cruel environment of the killing city. Among them were even eighty-nine-level Contra warriors. How could they be so vulnerable?
"How...what did you do?"
The woman in black gauze was obviously shocked by this sudden turn of events and was speechless. Her thoughts were surging like a tide. She was still immersed in the silent horror, and even her words became fragmented.
Fang Ling didn't pay much attention to her reaction and just wiped the blood on his face.
When his eyes fell on the sharply increasing number of points, a satisfied smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
It's not enough to solidify the death expertise, but it's several thousand points larger, and just looking at it makes people feel happy.
What's more, this battle also yielded hundreds of undead souls with advanced intelligence.
The city of killing is an indispensable place for Longxing to Fang Ling!
"Since you haven't left yet, take me to the killing fields of hell." He said impatiently.
There is no rush to obtain points, the God of Death domain is equally important.
If you go around hunting for points and undead souls and kill everyone in the Slaughter City, you will probably be slapped to death by the Slaughter King regardless of the agreement with Bibi Dong.
Slow down first and wait for someone to attack you.
In such a big killing city, there will always be fools and people who don't believe in evil. They pretend to be fake every time they appear, and there are those who are not afraid of death and will kill him for his soul bones.
"Let's go." The woman in black gauze wanted to refuse, but after a moment of silence, she chose to continue leading the way.
Under her leadership, Fang Ling saw a special building.
The area of this hell killing field is indeed not small, and the black building gives people a very depressing feeling.
The overall shape is round, or more accurately, a non-standard cone shape, with the largest area at the bottom and narrowing as it goes upwards.
When it reaches a height of almost thirty meters above the ground, it maintains the same diameter and extends upward until it reaches fifty meters.
It looks very strange, a bit like the Erlenmeyer flask I saw in my previous life.
The location of the Hell Killing Fields is the center of the entire Killing City, and it is considered one of the most important places in the entire Killing City.
Fang Ling remembered that the Road to Hell finally opened from here.
"Let's talk about the rules here." He was going to play a few warm-up games, and he would use this time to wait for the news about his background, talent, and three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones to spread.
In this way, at the end of each game, someone will come to give someone away.
Maybe they will be surrounded and killed again, and they can quickly collect points at a faster speed.
The woman in black gauze said: "Sign up with your own identity card. Then wait for the game to start. No hands are allowed during the waiting period."
"Each group enters the killing field with ten people. No matter what method you use, as long as you can come out alive in the end, only one person from each group can come out alive."
"In each new game, the opponent you face cannot participate in the Hell Killing Fields five times less than you. Unless everyone has fewer than you by more than this number."
Fang Ling silently wrote down these rules, nodded slightly to show understanding, and said softly: "Thank you for the guidance, please take me to the registration place."
After signing up, the woman in black gauze left the place with a complicated expression, and he entered the killing field of hell happily.
The interior is even simpler than it looks from the outside, without any isolation, and there are circles of stands extending upward on the outside.
Below is a huge empty field with a diameter of hundreds of meters.
Fang Ling just stood quietly, waiting for the game to start.
The killing journey begins from here!
There was nothing much to say about the battle in the Hell Killing Fields. With his current victory, none of the other nine people could defeat him.
As expected, in the previous siege, some people were cautious in their bones and did not take action. Then, all Fang Ling needs to do is pretend to be weak every time he appears, and he will continue to attract sneak attacks and sieges.
One month passed in a blink of an eye, and he only won seven games, which was much less than expected.
The reason is not surprising.
The initial announcement of his family status and the news of his ten-thousand-year-old soul bone attracted the attention of the entire Killing City.
Either for the soul bone, or because he is jealous of his background and talent and wants to kill him, or...
But no matter what the reason was, he received a warm welcome in Fang Ling's delighted eyes.
After every game, at least dozens or even hundreds of people come to surround or attack.
Counting the more than 500 people who just came in to kill, a total of 1,197 people were killed!
The glorious and dazzling record spread, and Fang Ling became a star-like figure in the Killing City even though he didn't win many games.
He even got the title early, Death Shura.
Points and undead gained hugely.
Among them, the number of points is less than 18,000, but it is almost there, and 12,000 have been accumulated.
The only pity is that there are fewer and fewer such fools who do not believe in evil, and the remaining people are relatively sensible.
Under the threat of "Death Shura"'s prominent reputation, no matter how greedy they are, few people dare to besiege and sneak attacks again.
This isn't really a problem.
If they don't come, Fang Ling will go find them.
He killed no one at sight, and continued killing them all the way.
Nowadays, there is a long wait to participate in the Hell Killing Fields competition, and fewer and fewer people dare to compete when he participates in the killing competition.
In order to obtain the Killing God Realm, after much thought, Fang Ling naturally thought of a way.
Cut off the limbs of the person, string them together with ropes, and drag them like gourds to the killing fields of hell.
Since no one dares to fight, he will prepare the other nine people to fight.
The inner city of the Killing City is free, and it doesn't matter whether it is done voluntarily or not, as long as the identity card and the person arrive are all that matters.
If it were anyone else, he might face the siege of Rabbit Death and Fox Sadness.
However, Fang Ling was eager for someone to attack him!
He ate as much as he came, it was all points and undead souls, how could he not like it?
It's been another two months, and Fang Ling's wins in the Hell Killing Fields have reached thirty-two.
Although the acquisition of points was much slower, Fang Ling still collected the points needed to solidify his expertise as quickly as possible.
With some indescribable excitement, he sat on a roof and placed the silver and black Death Scythe gently on his legs.
The Cure Death feat requires a total of eighteen thousand points, which is eighteen times the number of points required to upgrade a thousand-year soul bone to a hundred thousand years!
The panel only said that the death expertise was unstable, but with this shocking number of points, it was hard not to associate it with the advanced death energy in his previous life.
To be on the safe side, Fang Ling spent more than a month making a lot of preliminary preparations.
In the name of his preference for tranquility and the need for peaceful cultivation, he designated this area as a forbidden area.
Some people thought this was too arrogant and came to find trouble, but were killed with a sickle.
Some people feel that their freedom is restricted.
But he is just a genius who has entered the city of killing. What kind of Death Shura? Not a greenhorn yet.
Why should we listen to a ban?
Then, such people stepped into the forbidden area established by Fang Ling and turned into undead.
In order to maintain this forbidden area, Fang Ling killed everyone who entered this area.
Relying on spatial perception, no matter which corner the provocateur hides in, he cannot escape pursuit.
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