Chapter 184 The First Battle

The place of the abyss is the arena, which Lu Feng also knows. However, in his opinion, this abyss should be a huge square. But it was not until he approached that Lu Feng found that his idea was too simple.

There is a square, but it doesn't seem to be open. And the places that really supply those who kill the sons fight are some special rooms. Here, the private rooms like prisons are crisscrossed. In these strong rooms, there is a constant muffled sound, and there seem to be countless collisions. Lu Feng knows that I'm afraid there are really countless battles in this!

"Actually, I take it for granted. It is not difficult to become the son of killing at all, so the number of children of killing on a second-life planet, after years of accumulation, is absolutely a terrible number.

"Even if there are a large number of killing places here, on average, I'm afraid the number of killing children in a killing land is quite horrible! In this way, if you use those square battles, I'm afraid it's not enough all the time.

"What's more, the ordinary killing son battle is just like that. It's not worth using such a large venue for everyone to watch.

With a smile, Lu Feng took out the previous certificate about him and opened it. It clearly says the number of Abyss 1847 star 1899637. Seeing this scene, Lu Feng took a deep breath. At a glance, he understood the meaning of the above. The previous 1847 star should refer to the number of the second-level living planet he is now in in the second-level killing star, and the latter 1899637 represents the number of the child of killing on the current living planet!

"Before me, there were 1899,636 people. There are so many killing children on a planet. It's hard to imagine how amazing these planets will be together!"

"You know, although the Son of Killing is nothing to me, such existence is a kind of genius in a galaxy, and it can be famous in the starry sky. And there are so many here. Sure enough, the number of geniuses in the universe is really horrible!"

At this time, the door of a room opens. Then, a figure came out.

Seeing the man, Lu Feng smiled. Because this is really a person! He is the existence of the human race.

A few steps down, he went straight to the man. Lu Feng could feel that this man was a martial artist. On his body, there are countless bloody breaths spreading. Needless to think, Lu Feng can also know what happened just now.

However, even so, he has nothing to adapt to. At the beginning, the fantasy of the ninth generation, Lu Feng's golden horse, killing was ferocious, and the existence of death under him was almost calculated with hundreds of millions. Although it was a fantasy at that time, Lu Feng felt as if he had really experienced it.

Looking at the warrior who passed by, Lu Feng directly reached out his hand to stop him.

At this moment, a terrible atmosphere is spreading. The man looked at Lu Feng. In a faint way, his hands had been slightly clenched, as if he would take action the next moment to completely erase Lu Feng.

It's a pity that Lu Feng is still the same as before for the action of this killing son of the human race. He looked at him with a smile without any strange signs of fear.

"What are you going to do..."

Although Lu Feng did not take action, the killing son still felt an unprecedented danger from Lu Feng. This is a special feeling he forged from endless killing! Therefore, he spoke before Lu Feng opened his mouth.

Lu Feng smiled and directly asked all his questions. When the murdered son of the human race saw that Lu Feng was just asking some questions, he was naturally relieved. In addition, as a human race, he did not keep anything and told Lu Feng everything.

At this time, Lu Feng knew that there were so many things in it.

The place where he is coming in now is the martial arts area. There are tens of thousands of similar small arenas in the whole killing land. Among them, it is divided into many areas, which are used by the killing sons of different realms.

"In the competition for the son of killing, the lowest threshold is the senior warrior, and then there are four areas: the evolutionary warrior, the dramatic warrior and the perfect warrior. Strong people of different levels have to fight in different regions.

"If you want to become the day of killing, you need to play at least ten games before you can apply for the battle of the day of killing. This is really a little troublesome..."

For Lu Feng, this is indeed a little troublesome. After all, the day of killing or the battle of the god of killing does not help him at all. Or only the confrontation of the King of Killing can make him have the impulse to fight with all his strength. Other tests can't make Lu Feng have the impulse to fight.

"With all my strength, my complete explosion is enough to fight against the strongest butcher. At the beginning, although there was no bottom card in the illusion. But even so, he is at least the existence of the king of killing. And once I use the last card, I can completely suppress the senior warrior-level butcher!"

Lu Feng's biggest card is the strange power generated in the divine field. The blessing of this power is equivalent to making his mentor and warrior one, with extremely horrible and unimaginable power. At that time, he could definitely suppress the butcher god who did not play any cards in the same realm.

"However, this kind of strength is not enough! If you want to attack the king of killing. So with just these, it's still close!"

"Unless, unless I have the understanding of martial arts, I can enter the 'jing'! Then at that time, relying on the outbreak of all the cards, I will be qualified to attack the king of killing!"

"So, in these battles, let me try to break through!"

In Lu Feng's thinking, he has come to the black area.

The black area is the area belonging to senior warriors. And red is the warrior of the evolutionary period. Purple is a warrior in the period of upheaval. As for the most powerful perfect martial artist, it is a pale color.

Looking at the dense room, Lu Feng's eyes showed a thoughtful look. Soon, he put down everything and Lu Feng walked directly to a room.

On that room, the number 9-10 is clearly displayed. From the killing son of the human race, Lu Feng already knows the meaning of this.

The first 10 represents the number of people that can be accommodated in this killing place. The back 9 is the current number of people in the room. In the land of killing, it is not exactly a one-on-one killing battle. In most cases, it is a melee. Only the center of the successful landing and killing battlefield can we face the opponents one by one.

Opened the door full of countless secrets, and Lu Feng went straight into it.

The moment he entered the gate, a strong will to kill roared, almost submerged Lu Feng. Taking a deep breath, Lu Feng looked at the nine figures in the room with a playful smile on his face.

The nine figures in the room are obviously not belonging to the human race. But this is not the reason why Lu Feng is different. So show such an expression, just because of the look of these nine people at this moment! At this moment, they are all looking at Lu Feng bloodthirstyly. It seems that some agreement has been reached before Lu Feng came in. Lu Feng did not feel any surprise in such a situation.

After all, this is a place of killing. There is no reason for anyone here. There seems to be nothing wrong with cooperating with each other to erase a person at the least cost. It's a pity that they chose the wrong person!

Looking at these people, Lu Feng didn't even have the desire to open his mouth, and went directly to kill the nearest alien senior warrior.

One punch, just one punch! This is Lu Feng's punch after integrating the 'quality' of nine times the destructive increase. His power is powerful. With his six times perfect body now, it is not something that ordinary people can resist at all.

The nine people in the room are all sons of killing, and there is no problem. The son of killing is a very terrible strong man in the eyes of others, but in Lu Feng's eyes, it is just you!

This punch made the nine people in the room pale. At this moment, they finally understand that they have failed this time. And falling means that they are dead...

...

Coming out of the room, Lu Feng was still spotless. Looking at the surrounding room, Lu Feng smiled and walked over again.

"If you easily suppress ten people, you can get advanced levels. Now there are nine in one battle, and only one is enough..."

"It's just a pity that I still haven't got a dead hand..."

The illusion of the ninth generation made Lu Feng understand too much. This universe is a world where the strong are respected. And in this killing abyss, it is a world where killing is rampant. Here, if you don't kill, you will be killed. There is no other situation. Therefore, when Lu Feng took action, there was no mercy at all. After all, his opponents must have been stained with countless blood. Unfortunately, Lu Feng did not kill them in the end and suppressed them all with one punch. Although he was seriously injured and dying, these people were not erased after all.

Lu Feng understands that he is still a little too kind. He shook his head with a slight wry smile, and Lu Feng finally decided not to think about this anymore.

He turned around and came to another empty room. Looking at the 4-3 room, Lu Feng showed a bright smile and went straight in...

"Well, it's really a genius. The blow just now has evolved the 'quality' to the limit. I'm almost exposed to the 'jing'. Regardless of his own qualifications, his understanding has definitely reached a horrible level. Even if you look at those killing gods, I'm afraid they all belong to the peak..."