Chapter 56 Tang Cheng, a member of Haotian Sect?

"Boy, at such a young age, you've already imitated others and come to the Slaughter City. It's an honor for you to be favored by the boss, and it's worth your trip here!"

The scarred man suddenly jumped up, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, and he and the pointed-faced man next to him approached Dugu Feng from the left and right.

Although he looked down on Dugu Feng.

But the two were very cautious in their actions. This was a city of killing, and too many people had died because of carelessness.

The two men were obviously veterans.

Being alert and giving it your all are instinctive reactions in every battle.

"Sure enough, it's here, right on time!"

Dugu Feng waved his long sleeves and stood up. His twelve-hour protection period for newcomers had just ended when the enemy arrived.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

In this small room, he was fully prepared.

Just as the scarred man and the pointed-cheeked man pounced on him, a pungent fishy smell spread out.

Dugu Feng sneered: "Wait a minute, I ask, you answer, don't struggle, understand?"

The scarred man noticed that Dugu Feng was so calm and realized that something was wrong. He wanted to retreat, but found that his body was somewhat out of control.

"What is this?"

His eyes widened in horror.

The man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks also realized that the situation was not good and tried to turn around and escape, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Dugu Feng slowly took a step forward, his voice icy and piercing: "This is a death poison specially prepared for you. Once you enter this room, there is no way you can survive."

The two men's faces turned pale in an instant. They never expected that this seemingly naive boy was so cruel and set up such a trap so early.

With two thuds, both of them fell to the ground.

Purple veins appeared on their bodies and their faces were filled with pain.

But the body could no longer move.

Dugu Feng reduced the content of the toxin, but maximized the paralyzing effect of the toxin, leaving the two completely unable to resist.

There was no trace of pity in Dugu Feng's eyes. He looked at the two people struggling in the poison and said coldly:

"Who is behind you?!"

The scarred man's breathing became rapid, and he shouted with all his might: "Boy, detoxify me immediately. If we die, you will not have a good ending!"

"In this city of slaughter, being merciful is cruel to yourself. Since you've been poisoned, the end result for you is death. The only difference is whether you die sooner or later!
If you cooperate with me, I will give you a quick death.

If you don't cooperate, all the sins will be tried on you!"

As he spoke, Dugu Feng touched his belt with his right hand, and a large bucket appeared.

Placed in front of the two of them.

Then there are the ropes.

He easily lifted the two men and tied them to the edge of the bucket, only placing their arms inside the bucket.

The dagger in his hand directly cut the blood vessels on the arms of the two men.

Fear showed in the eyes of the scarred man and the pointed-cheeked man. This was not a rookie at all, he was definitely a demon.

“Bloody Mary is the most precious thing in the City of Slaughter!
I won't waste anything.

Do you know what this is? This is ginseng, this is blood-producing grass, and this is the precious thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, which is best for replenishing essence and blood. When half of your blood is gone, I'll feed you these herbs.

Then I will use my soul power to digest it for you.

Repeat this process at least five times, and all your bone marrow will be transformed into fresh blood!"

Dugu Feng took out several more herbs.

The soul power in his hands surged, gradually decomposing the herbs.

He was busy with his own actions, but every action seemed like a death sentence.

The scarred man and the other man were becoming increasingly terrified. The blood in the bucket had already covered the entire bottom, and from the initial trickle, it had turned into a continuous drip.

A normal person would have passed out long ago after losing so much blood.

They are stimulated by the toxin and cannot faint even if they want to.

Another moment passed, and the two finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Dugu Feng also realized that this was the limit for both of them.

"You can answer my question now!" Dugu Feng said with a smile.

The two of them nodded eagerly.

"name!"

"Wolf Two!" "Hou Three!"

"Who's behind you?"

The scarred man hesitated for only a second before speaking directly, "Our boss is Mo Li, his spirit is the Devil Tiger, and he has hundreds of men under him. He's particularly fond of young boys and girls."

He was really scared, and he talked incessantly, describing the force he was in.

Dugu Feng seemed to be thinking about something. It was similar to what he thought. There were many forces in this inner city.

As long as you win one game, you will have the right to survive in the inner city for a year.

If you win more matches, the opponents you will be matched with will be stronger. Unless you want to hone your skills, other strong people would rather compete once a year and enjoy themselves in this city of killing!
The girl in black veil who was guiding him said that in the inner city, as long as one was strong, there was nothing he could not enjoy.

Not everyone comes to the realm of the God of Killing like him.

Even ninety-nine percent of the people here don’t know about the existence of the Killing God Domain.

"How many people are there in the Slaughter City? Tell me all the strong men in the Slaughter Road and other forces!"

"There are about 30,000 people in the inner city, and countless more in the outer city."

Hou San blurted out, obviously he was very familiar with the Killing City.

"The strongest person in the inner city is a Soul Douluo named Xiong Ba, whose martial soul is the Sky-Splitting Demon Bear."

"There is another Soul Saint, named Tang Cheng, whose martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer."

Dugu Feng listened carefully, and his heart was in turmoil.

People from the Haotian Sect are actually here. Hasn’t the Haotian Sect been completely closed off?
"Tang Cheng entered the Slaughter City about eight years ago and has now won eighty-three battles. Although he cannot use spirit skills, he has his own spirit skills created by his weapon spirit, which are very domineering and powerful.

With the body of a Soul Saint, even a Soul Douluo would not want to face him."

Wasn’t it eight years ago that the Haotian Sect retired?
It seems that a lot of things happened at that time, and it was definitely not as simple as the eight words "the Spirit Hall forced the Haotian Sect to retreat".

There were many forces deployed by both sides and many conflicts occurred.

But Tang Cheng definitely did not get out of the City of Slaughter in the end. He either died in the fight or was killed by the King of Slaughter.

The probability of being killed by the King of Killing is relatively high, Dugu Feng thought.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Lang Er and Hou San are already dead.

Dugu Feng collected the blood of the two people into the storage soul guide and started practicing again.

He had been practicing in the room for a week.

During this period, eighteen people came to kill him.

The results speak for themselves.

All of them became Bloody Marys in his storage soul guide.

From the eighth day on, no one came.

He has gained the recognition of these evildoers, making them regard Dugu Feng as one of their own kind.

(End of this chapter)

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