Tang Feng felt a sense of laughter and crying. Human? He first ran into the sleepless little demon on the Sky Island, and then met Amigo in Angel City. Now he ran to the burning battlefield, and actually made him meet the God of Killing.

To summarize the experience that happened all day long, Tang Feng can only describe it in two words - absurdity.[]

"Hahahaha!" The hearty laughter of the God of Kill interrupted Tang Feng's random thoughts and stopped the two hundred-man teams of Zuo Hungary and Fama in the battle.

"I haven't asked you yet why a single-gun horse is burning the battlefield. You tremble and ask me first." The God of Killing laughed, walked over with his head held high, and hugged Tang Feng's shoulder warmly, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him, and said with a smile: "Since I finished the follower mission, I have not seen you for several months. Give me a look and go to my station to sit down? Let's have a good chat with you brothers?"

"Brother said, how could I not follow the truth?" Tang Feng shrugged with a smile, looked back at the dull Fama player, and sighed in his heart.

"You ask for blessings. If the God of Killing is not here, I may be able to save your life, but the gun is slaughtered."

"You guys keep going."

As the two walked side by side to the depths of the forest, the God of Kill suddenly shouted.

Almost at the same time, a response came from the battlefield.

"I got it, boss."

Walking in the forest, Tang Feng couldn't help asking, "Brother, were those people your subordinates just now?"

Killing God Xiaoxiao, "They are all members I just accepted. They have good personal abilities, but they lack experience in team combat. I am idle today and take them out for practical exercises. In order to deal with the upcoming guild battle." When talking about the guild battle, he glanced at Tang Feng with some fun.

"Ha...ha...so that's the case. Indeed, grouping ratio can maximize the team combat capabilities of members." Tang Feng's ability to pretend to be stupid is just as superb as his game skills.

What kind of character is the God of Killing? How could he not know that Tang Feng was pretending to be stupid? However, he was not in a hurry to expose it, but instead led the way with a smile.

"Brother, isn't Angel City your residence? We should go back to the city, why do we go into the forest instead?" Tang Feng asked.

The God of Killing smiled and said, "Brother, you don't know anything. Angel City is my base camp. There are ten stations in the Left Hungarian Empire Alliance, all over the place, and all leveling places. What we are going to now is the Burning Battlefield Station."

"What? There are also resident sites on the burning battlefield? Wouldn't it be very dangerous to establish a resident in such a neutral area?" Tang Feng was surprised.

Generally speaking, when guilds choose to choose a resident, they will choose a valley, river, and forest edge that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the God of Killing is the opposite. Tang Feng even unimaginable how many large and small battles will break out around this resident every day.

"Haha!" The God of Killing laughed, "I know what you are thinking. In fact, it is also forced to establish a resident in the Burning Battlefield. You also know that there are too many people in the Left Hungarian Empire Alliance Guild. As the saying goes, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. There are always some militants who are not very sociable. These people are like bombs regularly and explode at any time. I thought of a blade and a magic method. Instead of using gang rules to bind their hands and feet, it is better to send them to the Burning Battlefield, so that they can use their talents and use their own things. Don't you Ran like fighting? Okay, I will let you fight every day and every night. But there is a condition. If you can't defend the Burning Battlefield, you will roll all the beds and roll back to the Angel City, and from now on, you will honestly clamp your tails and be a human being. Hahaha!"

"Brother... you are so wise!" Tang Feng gave a thumbs up and was so impressed that he was overwhelmed.

"Here, please come inside."

A road with artificial repair suddenly appeared in the forest. Walking along the road for 500 meters was the burning station.

When he walked into the garrison, Tang Feng found that this garrison was no different from most guild garrisons, including pharmacies, weapons stores, mercenary clubs and other buildings. The only difference was the players in the garrison.

The lowest level of these players is lv60, and the highest level is lv65

lv67, regardless of men and women, each of them exudes a shocking murderous aura. Like Tang Feng, everyone is red and purple. God knows how many people they have killed.

"If these people form a legion and learn simple formations and coordination methods, they will definitely be able to sweep more than 80% of the guilds in the Wing Myth Continent." Tang Feng was frightened.

At this time, three players who were repairing equipment at the resident discovered Tang Feng. These people didn't say a word of nonsense and directly pulled out their weapons and walked over.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? This is my brother! I invited him to the base to sit down." The God of Killing looked cold and scolded.

A thief named "Migrant" who was leading the lead smiled and said with a slight smile: "Boss, this is your wrong thing. You have to set the rules of the garrison yourself. No matter who you want to stay at the garrison, you must pass three levels and six generals. If you think you are not capable, you can hand over the best equipment on your body and use it as the customs clearance fee to enter the garrison."

"By..." The God of Killing scratched his hair in distress, looked at Tang Feng and apologized: "It's all my fault that I was excited for a moment and forgot this."

"Obviously you did it on purpose and wanted someone to test my abilities." Tang Feng smiled secretly in his heart and said, "It doesn't matter, follow the customs. What does it mean to pass three levels and kill six generals?"

"The first level of passing the three levels is to fight with our belliger brothers. After winning us, you can enter the next level. The second level is to deal with our guard captain, Fenghuo brothers, win them, enter the third level, and the opponent is Da Lei Ge. This is what is called passing three levels and killing six generals." said the warrior.

"It's so troublesome..." Tang Feng scratched his head.

"What are you doing? Are you scared? I think your bone dragon staff is good. If you are willing to hand it over, our brothers will definitely not make things difficult for you." The militant laughed.

"I have spoiled these people, and I don't even listen to my words. Everything has to be done according to the rules. Ye Zi, why don't we change places?" The God of Killing had already made up his mind to watch the fun, and deliberately used a spy to attack Tang Feng.

"Call the brothers Dalei and Fenghuo, and you six of you will go together. It's too troublesome to pass one level and one level."

If you don't say anything, you will never stop until you die. Tang Feng said this sentence: The God of Killing, the Warrior Brothers, and some of the Zuo Hun players who were watching the fun were stunned. They even doubted whether there was something wrong with their ears.

"What did you say?" the militant asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!