Chapter 123: Farewell to the King of Slaughter.
Xiao Fei, Niu Gao, and Yang Wudi wandered around the inner city of Slaughter City.
The Slaughter City seemed to have been staffed by a lot more people, but there were fewer people than before Xiao Fei broke out. However, the number of people now was not small.
Looking at the giant fighting arena, Yang Wudi was a little eager to make a move.
Xiao Fei smiled and said, "Senior Yang, it's better not to participate in the Fighting Spirit Arena, otherwise we will be provoking the City of Slaughter. If someone attacks us, we should have no problem resisting. Besides, in the Killing Field, there are ten people on the field in each match, and one person needs to defeat nine people."
After turning half a circle, Yang Wudi felt a little strange: "In the City of Slaughter, I always feel that something is abnormal, especially this Hell Killing Field, it seems very strange."
"Under the Hell Killing Field is the legendary Hell Road. The blood and soul of everyone who dies in the Hell Killing Field will be absorbed by the Hell Killing Field. At the same time, the Hell Killing Field will release a toxin that spreads throughout the air, driving everyone in the Killing City into madness. And the Yellow Spring Dew that everyone drinks also contains toxins."
After speaking, Xiao Fei grabbed someone from the side, snatched a cup of Yellow Spring Dew, and handed the Yellow Spring Dew to Yang Wudi.
"Senior Yang, can you take a look at what kind of poison is this Yellow Spring Road? Is there any way to detoxify it?"
Yang Wudi took the Yellow Spring Dew and examined it carefully. "Is this human blood? The toxin in it is very strange. I'm afraid I won't be able to figure out what it is anytime soon."
"Never mind. We'll take a few cups back and study them later."
A waiter approached Xiao Fei and said, "Respected Lord God of Killing, Lord King of Slaughter, please proceed."
"Lead the way!"
The waiter led the three of them to a large reception room. The King of Slaughter sat on a high platform in the center, a cup of Yellow Spring Dew in hand.
"Fenghuang Tu, it's been ten years since we last met. You've become a Titled Douluo! Why have you come to Slaughter City to see me this time? And according to the rules of Slaughter City, anyone who wishes to leave Slaughter City must become a God of Killing. Bringing two people here is against the rules."
Xiao Fei and the other two sat down across from the King of Slaughter and brewed a cup of tea, which they each took a sip from.
Xiao Fei smiled. "King of Slaughter, would you like some tea?"
"Since when have rules been enforced in Slaughter City? Isn't it about who's the strongest that's the rule? You've always been the strongest, so whatever you say is the rule."
The Slaughter King's face darkened. "Yes, because I'm the strongest, that's why I say it's the rule."
"What brings you to Slaughter City to see me this time?"
Xiao Fei didn't answer the Slaughter King. Instead, he walked straight to the center and summoned his Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit. Five black and four red spirit rings instantly appeared, and everything around him was instantly reduced to ash.
Xiao Fei then retracted his Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit, and his arm turned golden, with six red spirit rings reappearing.
The Slaughter King said in a deep voice: "Level 98, Twin Martial Souls, Phoenix Slayer, you are not bad, you are very good!"
Xiao Fei sat back in his original position: "Lord Slaughter King, my right arm martial soul is still missing three spirit rings, but it is difficult to find a hundred thousand year soul beast in the world, so I came to the Slaughter City to see, you should not have many hundred thousand year soul beasts here?"
"I came to the Slaughter City for three main things. First, I want to bring two friends to the Slaughter City to see it. You don't have any objections, King of Slaughter, right?"
"Phoenix Tu, you are the great God of Killing in my Slaughter City. This little thing is certainly no problem."
Xiao Fei smiled and nodded: "Lord King of Slaughter, I heard that you have a sword in your hand. I want to borrow it to take a look. I wonder if you can help me?"
"You want the Shura Demon Sword?"
"You are the King of Slaughter, in charge of everything in the Slaughter City, and no one will attack you. The Shura Demon Sword is useless in your hands. Why not lend it to me for research!"
"The Shura Demon Sword is the treasure of my Slaughter City."
"Lord King of Slaughter, the treasure depends on whether it is useful. If a person is dead, no matter how valuable the treasure is, it is useless?"
"Phoenix Tu, you dare to threaten me?"
"My lord the King of Slaughter, who dares to threaten you in the Slaughter City? We just want to communicate. If you really don't want to lend it, there's nothing we can do. You'd better think about it seriously!"
Xiao Fei shook his head after he finished speaking, and looked carefully at his arm that had turned golden, and murmured softly: "Although power-type soul rings are more difficult to find, as long as they are one hundred thousand years old, they are not bad!"
The King of Slaughter, his originally snow-white face seemed to become even paler. After thinking for a while, he said: "Fenghuang Tu, I can lend you the Shura Demon Sword, but I want you to promise not to attack the Slaughter City. The Slaughter City does not have the one hundred thousand year old soul beast you want."
Xiao Fei smiled: "The Slaughter City is a good place. I like it so much that how could I attack the Slaughter City? Besides, I still prefer power-type soul beasts. At worst, I can look for them in the Star Dou Great Forest or the ocean. As long as I spend more time, I will always find them, right?"
Xiao Fei really liked the Slaughter City. It was the largest cage in the world, where the most evil people in the world were imprisoned, in fact, those so-called evil soul masters. In the original novel, ten thousand years later, evil spirit masters wreak havoc across the continent. If the Slaughter City still existed, such a situation wouldn't occur, at least not to such a severe degree.
"Fenghuang Tu, I hope you don't regret handling the Shura Demon Sword."
The Slaughter King drew a blood-red giant sword from his side. The sword was two meters long, taller than an ordinary man. The Slaughter King threw the blood-red sword at Xiao Fei, but Xiao Fei didn't catch it, letting it bury itself in the ground in front of him.
Xiao Fei stared closely at the Shura Demon Sword. Bursts of red light emanated from it, somewhat similar to Xiao Fei's Killing God Domain, yet far more powerful. Xiao Fei suspected that this must be the power of the Shura God, the legendary Shura Domain.
Niu Gao and Yang Wudi also examined the Shura Demon Sword closely. Both were battle-hardened warriors who had seen many kinds of weapons, but neither had ever seen anything like the Shura Demon Sword.
Xiao Fei slowly grasped the Shura Demon Sword with his golden Qilin Arm. Waves of murderous intent emanated from the Shura Demon Sword. Xiao Fei felt as if he were in a sea of blood, as if he were in hell. The murderous aura within Xiao Fei's body seemed uncontrollable.
Xiao Fei's eyes turned red, and endless murderous aura emerged from his body, colliding with the murderous aura of the Shura Demon Sword, competing with it, and finally gradually merging with it.
The mark of the Killing God's Domain on Xiao Fei's Fire Phoenix Martial Spirit gradually spread, and eventually, a similar mark appeared on the Qilin Arm.
Half an hour later, the Qilin Arm Martial Spirit seemed to have completely adapted to the Shura Demon Sword.
Xiao Fei's eyes returned to normal, and holding the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It is indeed a fine sword."
(End of this chapter)