Chapter 217: The Name of the Sword Demon!

"I suspect you did it on purpose..." Qian Renxue blushed, her gaze full of resentment.

She didn't think Ye Feng's method was ineffective; rather, she felt that Ye Feng luring her to Slaughter City might be a deliberate scheme against her...

"I thought your Angel Bloodline could purify toxins, who would have thought you're so weak that you couldn't hold out until the next day."

Ye Feng shrugged, speaking the truth.

The Angel Martial Soul has powerful purification effects, especially against evil desires.

But the "Divine" attribute and the "evil" toxins here are inherently mutually restraining.

As long as one side is at a disadvantage, the other side's attack will be extremely fierce.

This is probably the main reason Qian Renxue was affected so quickly.

If Qian Renxue's martial soul could suppress the toxins, she might never have been affected.

But if she couldn't hold out, she would soon be lost within them.

"You!!!!!"

Qian Renxue instantly became somewhat flustered and exasperated; her already bad mood got worse, she became increasingly irritable, and killing intent flashed in her eyes.

Of course, it wasn't killing intent toward Ye Feng.

But the killing intent of the entire Slaughter City; she wanted to kill to vent her anger, to vent it fiercely!

"Alright, there's one last method: I'll directly take you away."

"But if we do that, even if we violate the rules and can't enter here again, otherwise we'll face the Slaughter King's reckoning."

Ye Feng spoke of the last method.

The Slaughter King cannot act against normal participants, but if Ye Feng uses 【Void Walker】 to forcefully leave, it counts as a violation.

There will be no chance to enter again in the future.

As long as one enters, one will suffer the Slaughter King's frenzied attacks.

Unless forced, Ye Feng wouldn't use this method.

"Then forget it, I'll just go kill people..." Qian Renxue sighed heavily, finally choosing to go kill people.

Drinking Blood Mary is impossible.

As for doing ** with Ye Feng...

She actually had a bit of goodwill toward Ye Feng; even though Ye Feng had taken advantage of her many times, she didn't develop disgust toward Ye Feng.

But it was only goodwill, not reaching the point of doing it right there.

Finally, the option of leaving Slaughter City and running away, she wouldn't choose either.

If she chose to leave, Ye Feng would definitely leave with her, and then Ye Feng would miss the opportunity to obtain the "Slaughter God Domain."

Although Ye Feng is a detestable guy.

But she didn't want to affect Ye Feng obtaining this great opportunity because of herself.

A few hours later.

Ye Feng rested on the sofa.

Qian Renxue walked in slowly carrying a sword, her body stained with much blood, unknown whether she went to the Hell Slaughter Arena or randomly found unlucky bastards to slaughter in the Inner City.

Qian Renxue glanced at Ye Feng, said nothing, and entered the bathroom beside.

Soon, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Although Slaughter City is cruel, there is also endless enjoyment; as long as one's strength is strong enough, one can enjoy everything.

The people of the Outer City can only drink rainwater stored who knows how many years.

And the room Ye Feng and Qian Renxue live in, although a bit dilapidated, has all kinds of furniture and facilities, and can even bathe with clean water, considered quite good.

Ye Feng glanced at the bathroom and discovered that this guy Qian Renxue seemed a bit overly tired... the bathroom door wasn't closed properly, leaving a gap.

Even without looking closely, Ye Feng could see a patch of white...

"Bang—"

"Bastard! No peeking!"

Qian Renxue perceived the peeking gaze, then reacted, hurriedly locking the door.

The third day.

Qian Renxue finally chose to kill people, fighting three duels, more or less relieving the killing desire in her heart.

But in these three duels, Qian Renxue waited for over 20 hours.

The fourth day.

Qian Renxue waited a whole day, not waiting for a single duel.

This almost made her collapse.

So she randomly chose unlucky bastards to kill in the Inner City.

As for this, Qian Renxue had no psychological burden.

Because indeed as Ye Feng said, everyone here deserves to die.

And, she discovered, wantonly slaughtering in the Inner City, the venting effect was much better than killing in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Especially after seeing those Fallen Ones desperately begging for mercy, only to have her behead them with one sword...

The warm fresh blood, the bloody scent, made her originally suppressed mood relax considerably.

The seventh day.

With Qian Renxue's indiscriminate slaughter, those headstrong mad Fallen Ones in the Inner City were all slaughtered by Qian Renxue.

As long as you dare not fear death, Qian Renxue dares to kill you all.

Even if they were mad, under Qian Renxue's terrifying oppression, they all regained some sanity and fled to the Outer City one after another.

This left the Hell Slaughter Arena completely empty, with only Qian Renxue alone.

And Qian Renxue's reputation spread throughout the entire Slaughter City, earning her a nickname — Magic Sword!

One person, one sword!

Killing like a demon!

The tenth day.

No one could be killed in the Inner City, but killing was not allowed in the Outer City.

Qian Renxue and Ye Feng did not go out, hiding in their own room in seclusion.

Ye Feng was not affected at all; instead, he used his powerful comprehension to continuously understand the rules of this place.

Because Ye Feng discovered that the Slaughter Rules here were extremely rich; even though he had never come into contact with such rules, these rules would automatically drill into him, and he continuously comprehended them.

Ye Feng had a premonition that even if he did not go to the Hell Road, he could comprehend the "Slaughter God Domain" through the endless Slaughter Rules here.

If it were an ordinary person wanting to comprehend the Slaughter God Domain, they would need to continuously accumulate killing intent, meaning they would need to kill every day, killing madly.

But that was for ordinary people.

For Ye Feng with his heaven-defying comprehension, he did not need to kill at all; with his powerful comprehension, he only needed to breathe the air here to comprehend the Way of Slaughter from it.

This was like a genius and an ordinary student.

An ordinary student memorizing texts needed to recite them dozens or even hundreds of times, and even needed to copy them out, to deepen their memory.

But a genius would understand at a glance.

In the room.

Qian Renxue huddled in the quilt, tossing and turning, unable to sleep no matter what.

The killing intent in her heart swelled madly, but had nowhere to vent, almost making her explode.

"Bastard Ye Feng... it's all this guy's fault, so detestable..." Qian Renxue cursed.

It seemed that cursing Ye Feng could make her feel a little better in her heart.

It was at this time that she thought of the solution Ye Feng had mentioned.

Killing intent was actually a kind of "desire"; one could choose to kill to vent, or use other methods.

"Other methods..."

Qian Renxue seemed to think of something, her cheeks turning redder and redder.

Subconsciously, she reached her hand into the quilt, clamped it with her thighs, and then...

As a holy angel.

Qian Renxue would absolutely never do such a thing normally.

After all, she had only her career in her heart and would never let such vulgar desires disturb herself.

At most she would clamp her legs, or rinse off while bathing...

(Chapter End)