Chapter 652： Another Killing Field Duel

"You can say that." Ye Xi nodded.

"Giggle..." Bibi Dong's lips curved into a bright smile, "It's more interesting."

"Feng, your slap just now is so relieved! Tang San is so angry that he still wants to kill you. When the duel in the killing field comes, don't be merciful to him." Xiao Wu snuggled up to Lu Feng and hugged Lu Feng's arm Soft squeeze.

"Understood, Sister Xiao Wu." Lu Feng was relieved, rubbed Xiao Wu's buttocks, and said with a smile, "Who is your turn tonight?"

Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed, she threw a white eye at Lu Feng, and whispered, "Sister Yexi is watching."

Ye Xi had just met and was relatively unfamiliar, and Lu Feng had made too intimate actions in front of Ye Xi, making Xiao Wu a little embarrassed.

"Me! Tonight you belong to me and Xiao Wu!" Ning Rongrong had no scruples.

"Enough is enough for you." Liu Erlong rubbed his forehead and said ironically, "Is this the time to discuss this kind of thing, the next duel is about to begin, Rongrong, are you ready?"

Ning Rongrong was the first in the order of the duel in the killing field today.

Hearing Liu Erlong's reminder, Ning Rongrong's expression suddenly became solemn.

The first time I participated in such a fight, the mood was indescribable.

But she knew that Lu Feng was right, and she always had to face it.

The path of soul master cultivation cannot always be smooth, and she is destined to go through hardships and dangers, especially her current goal is to reach the pinnacle of soul master.

Initially, her goal was to inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and cultivate to the seventy-ninth level.

You can see the head at a glance.

The spirit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda cannot exceed level 79, just like her father, Ning Fengzhi.

But now, with the help of Lu Feng, her martial spirit has evolved to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, breaking through the restrictions, and she can look to a higher goal.

She also didn't want to be unable to keep up with Lu Feng, Xiao Wu, etc.

Touching Lu Feng's encouraging gaze, thinking of what he said before, Ning Rongrong felt a little more confident, nodded and said, "Ready!"

At this time, the killing field began to broadcast the names of the next personnel.

Those who take part in a duel generally do not need their real names, but use a number sequence.

Ning Rongrong's number sequence is nine five six six.

"You can, but be careful." Lu Feng stepped forward and kissed Ning Rongrong's clean forehead.

"Understood!" Ning Rongrong took out a short sword from the storage belt.

She doesn't have a sword and martial arts spirit, but Sword Douluo usually teaches her the essence of swordsmanship. When Lu Feng practices with her, he will also instruct her to use the sword, hoping that she can also understand the meaning of the sword.

At present, Ning Rongrong is far from being able to comprehend the sword intent, but she has a strong comprehension power and is quite accomplished in swordsmanship.

After eating the Immortal Grass, her body attributes are far stronger than ordinary auxiliary soul masters.

Over the years, she has also greatly strengthened her physical skills. Lu Feng's special physical training, including offensive and defensive exercises in the water, has greatly improved her speed, toughness, and strength.

Therefore, the current Ning Rongrong was not as weak as he looked.

Next.

Ning Rongrong entered the killing stage.

Suddenly there was a commotion.

"There is actually a little beauty like flowers and jade, right?"

"What a beautiful person, if I can get her, I am willing to live 20 years less!"

"It is estimated that you have no chance, she will die on the battlefield."

"What if she can live, do you know where she lives? If she can live to the end, I must find her and show her love."

"You may not know that she is one of the women of Saint Son Lu Feng and lives in the Scarlet Castle. Do you dare to go?"

"Holy, the woman of the Holy Son? This is... the Scarlet Castle is a forbidden place. It's not a question of whether you dare, but I can't go in."

Apart from the audience, the nine spirit masters who entered the duel were also surprised to see Ning Rongrong standing with them on the arena.

The contrast is huge.

It was like a white and delicate lotus blooming in a pile of dirty black mud.

Seeing Ning Rongrong's slender body and weak appearance, he couldn't bear to kill him.

But since participating in the duel in the killing field, either you die or I live, you will definitely do it if you should.

"It's a pity, such a beautiful person, why bother to court death."

"Uncle is going to destroy the flowers today."

"Daughter, how old are you?" a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows asked.

"Fifteen." Ning Rongrong cherished the words like gold.

She obeyed Lu Feng's strategy. Since everyone thought she was weak, don't be brave.

"The same age as my daughter, why do you want to come to the Killing Capital?" The thick-browed man thought of his daughter, and a complex look flashed across his eyes.

"I want to get stronger."

"How much is your soul power?

"Fifty one."

"Fifteen-year-old soul power has reached Soul King, and it is already very strong. What kind of martial arts are you?"

Ning Rongrong didn't speak, she put her hands together, then separated, and directly released her martial spirit, a dazzling and gorgeous glazed pagoda emitting nine-color treasure light emerged.

An uproar!

The audience exclaimed.

She was originally a weak young girl, and she was also an auxiliary spirit master.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? You are the auxiliary spirit master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." The thick-browed man was stunned, but did not recognize the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The two martial spirits have similar shapes, the biggest difference being the number of layers and the addition of two colors.

Unless you are very familiar with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, at first glance, it feels similar.

"Yeah." Ning Rongrong replied noncommittally.

"You...you should have been deceived by others, so you came to the capital of slaughter and participated in the duel in the slaughtering field." The man with thick eyebrows said.

"No, Uncle, I'm actually very good." Ning Rongrong sniffed, swung the dagger in his hand, and assumed a proud fighting stance.

This is her character, not acting.

However, the words and actions of the young and beautiful girl are only a kind of beauty and cuteness in the eyes of men with thick eyebrows.

The murderous aura she tried so hard to show was incomparable to them, and it was even more incompatible with the killing field.

"Don't be rude, she's going to die soon!" said a strong man in black impatiently.

"She's going to die, but you die first!" said the man with thick eyebrows, "girl, stand aside first."

"Oh." Ning Rongrong nodded obediently and took a few steps back.

There was no objection to the decision of the thick-browed man.

Anyway, killing such a young girl in the auxiliary department is as simple as finding something in a bag. When they decide to die, killing her in the end has no effect.

So, Ning Rongrong's treatment was the opposite of Tang San's.

The nine people in the same field agreed to let her not participate in the duel melee first.

Next, the fight begins.

Very tragic.

People with average strength and not enough ruthlessness will hardly survive to the end.

The thick-browed man who had a hint of pity for Ning Rongrong, after killing the two of them, was also stabbed to the core and fell in a pool of blood.

In the end, only the strong man in black was left standing on the field, but he was also seriously injured and scarred.