"Next. ”

Yes, Rao has already defeated Hu Guxian with such difficulty, and there is the next one waiting for Xiao Mu, and then the next, and then the next......

There was an endless stream of eighty disciples of the Heavenly Que Realm waiting for Xiao Mu, and they would be stronger than the other, like a hungry wolf, waiting to tear Xiao Mu to pieces.

The people around him knew this, and Xiao Mu also knew this.

But there was not the slightest fear on the man's face, and he stood there, his face grim, as he had said, like a mountain, like a shield.

Everyone was silent, and their mood was inevitably a little complicated, and their blood was boiling inexplicably, and there was indescribable sadness.

The new disciple of the Tianque Realm came on the field again, and in the face of Xiao Mu, who was already covered in blood at this moment, that disciple did not have the arrogance of the previous two, not because of the previous defeat that made him vigilant, but in his heart, as a person from the Tianque Realm, he actually needed to fight three people in a row in the form of a wheel battle to defeat the other party.

It's a shame......

What was even more humiliating was that after hundreds of breaths, the man faced his sword, let his sword pierce through his chest, and forcibly cut off his sword-holding hand with the knife in his hand, and then kicked him out of the ring.

Then, the man, who was already completely infected with blood, tore off the sword that had been inserted into his chest, threw it down heavily, and said again: "Next." ”

......

In the following time, it became more and more quiet outside the ring, and only the sound of the man's knife and sword, knife and gun, colliding and fighting with everything that could be named or not, resounded endlessly.

"Next. ”

"Next. ”

"Next. ”

......

The man repeated these words again and again, and every time such a voice sounded, it marked a victory, but it also meant that the wound on his body was a little heavier, but the gaze in his eyes was more resolute and unshakable.

More and more blood flowed from his feet, and each victory was harder and longer than the last.

At first, the people cheered for his victory and for his victory over a disciple of the Heavenly Realm, but later, such cheers ceased to sound. They looked at the increasingly serious injuries on Xiao Mu's body, their eyes began to redden, and they were angry, unwilling, and sad, and such emotions spread among the crowd.

Of course, there is still a trace of incomprehension and confusion.

Why is he still insisting?

Is it for the false fame of the top of the Hanxing list, or is it for the face of Ningzhou, or is it the opportunity of the Que Realm that day?

But is it that important? Is it important to have his life?

They don't understand, so they're confused.

But Wei Lai understood, so his eyes were blood-red, his fists were clenched, and his body trembled with anger.

Xiao Mu didn't admit defeat because behind him were the only more than ninety Ningzhou disciples who were on the Hanxing List, including Wei Lai, once he was defeated or admitted, according to the rules modified by Yuan Zhichun, the more than eighty disciples of the Tianque Realm would rank their rounds from the top of the Hanxing List in turn, and most of the Ningzhou disciples who fell outside the one hundred and fifty would drop eighty places in an instant, so they would fall to the bottom of the top three hundred and twenty-five......

There are still three days to challenge in the ring, although in the next few days, the competition system will take care of the defending side, but under the eyes of many wolf-like foreign disciples, the disciples of Ningzhou are afraid that they will be wiped out in the end. Even because of today's lessons from the past, they only need to find someone to constantly challenge, and they can easily squeeze their rankings into the top of the Hanxing list.

And those people will walk into the mountains and rivers map with spring in the eyes of spring four days later, and walk into the mountains and rivers map opened with the future of Ningzhou, to find their opportunities, but what is left to Ningzhou is the bones all over the ground and the tomorrow that cannot see the light.

Xiao Mu didn't want such a thing to happen, so he had to keep today's Hanxing List so that enough Ningzhou children could stay at the top of the Hanxing List, and they would be the light that would guide Ningzhou through the darkness in that dark time in Ningzhou.

Wei Lai probably guessed Xiao Mu's thoughts, just like the promise Xiao Mu made in the wine shop a few days ago.

Sanxiao does what he says.

The three heavens never lose each other.

Wei Lai suddenly understood the weight behind the words that were often on the lips of the people of Ningzhou.

Rumble.

A muffled sound came, and a good-looking girl fell heavily in front of Wei Lai covered in blood, and the man's deep voice came from above his head: "Next." ”

He said so resolutely, so fearlessly.

Wei Lai counted in his heart, this was the eighth Tianque Realm disciple who fell at his feet. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the man in the ring, not daring to look at the injuries that were several times more tragic on his body, and unwilling to meet the decisive gaze of the other party.

Xiao ...... Xiao Musheng. The civil servant trembled and read out the results of the fight.

"Heavenly ...... Celestial Realm...... Tong Bupo challenges the top ...... Xiao Mu. Then he had to read out the name of the new challenger again.

His voice was intermittent, with a slight cry of unassailance, of course, he was not moved and shocked by Xiao Mu's persistence like the people around him, he just felt that with the passage of time, and with Xiao Mu's tenacity, there were some people who poured their angry eyes on him. He had a hunch that after this time, maybe he would be in this Ningxiao City, and everyone would shout and beat him like a rat crossing the street.

But what could he do? Behind him stood the prince of Dayan, and for him, it was a dilemma, and he had to continue to complete this hot potato errand.

"Please...... Both sides arrived in the ring in half a pillar of incense. ”

He gritted his teeth and said this, and then lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with anyone.

......

The ninth disciple of the Heavenly Que Realm jumped into the ring.

He wasn't as domineering and condescending as the previous ones.

He looked at the man in front of him with some pity who had to stand up straight with a knife and pestle, and said softly, "Give up, you've done enough." ”

Tong Bupo was sure of victory, although the previous disciples of the Heavenly Que Realm all thought so before the war, but he was fundamentally different from them.

After saying this, the momentum around him shook, and the five dark green divine gates lit up, he was a Five Realm cultivator.

The Tianque Realm is known as the first Divine Sect in the Northern Realm, and it also has the title of the Tianque Immortal Kingdom, such a name is by no means in vain, the previous eight disciples are still considered to be middle-class and upper-level in the Tianque Realm, and with the support of the unique cultivation techniques of the Tianque Realm, they in the four realms have forced Xiao Mu of the five realms to this situation after several fierce battles. This is not that Xiao Mu is weak, the fact is that for the disciples of the Tianque Realm, it is not difficult to cross the border and fight. In the Four Realms, they already had combat power that surpassed ordinary Five Realm cultivators, and Xiao Mu was able to kill eight disciples in a row, which had already proved his extraordinaryness to a large extent.

But Tong Bupo knew that Xiao Mu could only end there.

He didn't want to fight any longer, not out of pity, but because he secretly felt that he couldn't win.

But Xiao Mu turned a deaf ear to Tong Bupo's words, and just lifted the knife in his hand again with difficulty, crossed it in front of his chest, and stared at the other party resolutely.

This is Xiao Mu's answer.

Tong Bupo frowned, he didn't like Xiao Mu's stubbornness, and secretly cursed his fellow disciples who were full of wine bags and rice bags, and finally needed him to take care of this mess.

"If you keep fighting, you'll die. Tong Bupo tried to make a final persuasion, after all, with Xiao Mu's injury at the moment, he was not sure if the other party would be able to survive after his move. And at the Hanxing Conference in Ningzhou, killing the top of Ningzhou's list will cause a big backlash in Ningzhou, and he can't really say it. The matter of the Mountains and Rivers Diagram is related to an important plan of the Tianque Realm, and if this plan is blocked because of this, the anger of the sect is far from what he can bear.

Xiao Mu seemed to see Tong Bupo's hesitation, the corners of his mouth were grinning, as if he was smiling, but blood poured out of his mouth before the smile, making his face look so hideous and terrifying.

"You dare not kill me, but I dare to kill you. Xiao Mu said this, and the five divine gates lit up around him again, and the light above the divine gates was meager like a candle about to burn out, resisting stubbornly in the corner.

He grasped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and his body suddenly stepped forward, the vast sword intent and majestic spiritual power gathered on the blade, and countless phantoms emerged behind him and swung the blade towards Tong Bupo.

That looked like a scene full of momentum, just like Xiao Mu had defeated several Heavenly Que Realm disciples before.

But such a knife fell in Tong Bupo's eyes, but it was full of flaws.

The momentum is still sufficient, but the strength and speed are lacking, only its form is left but it has no strength, it can be seen that Xiao Mu at this moment is also at the end of the crossbow, and he may have exhausted all his strength by swinging such a knife.

Tong Bupo sighed secretly, and some self-pity welled up in his heart, this drudgery would eventually be his turn.

Thinking like this, the five divine gates around him shook suddenly, and one of his hands suddenly stretched out.

That seemingly inadvertent action turned out to be an impartial grip on the neck of Xiao Mu, who was killing. So Xiao Mu's body was stunned at that time, and the phantom of the armor soldier in the sky disappeared immediately.

Tong Bupo's eyebrows lowered, he turned his head, squinted at the man who was choked by his neck, and asked in a confused whisper, "Why do you want to die?"

But before Xiao Mu could respond, his voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Isn't it good to be alive and be a lost dog?!"

As soon as he said this, the hand holding Xiao Mu's neck suddenly strained a little, Xiao Mu's face began to show a strange red, and a feeling of suffocation surged up, making his breathing gradually difficult.

"Untouchables should be untouchables, do you think you are a hero? do you think you can do justice to those who are the same untouchables?"

"No! You're wrong!"

"We were going to leave you a place or two for almsgiving, but what you have done today has angered you what you can't anger, and you won't get anything from it. ”

"Remember, ...... in front of the Tianque interface"

"Those who follow me will be safe, and those who oppose me will suffer from the nine clans!"

......

Tong Bupo read out his decision in the posture of a judge, and the hand he held Xiao Mu's neck was a little harder at that time, and there seemed to be a faint sound of bones breaking.

"Now, make your decision. ”

"Throw in the towel, or die. He said this, as if to prove that he had such determination, and the strength of holding Xiao Mu's hand increased again.

Xiao Mu's face was purple and blue, and he had difficulty breathing, he didn't respond to Tong Bupo's question, but turned his head to look under the ring with difficulty. At this moment, there was still a dense crowd gathered under the ring, among them were ordinary people, there were also disciples of foreign races, and there were also those children of Ningzhou who were also challenged by foreign disciples several times today and most of them were defeated.

And these people are obviously more empathetic to Xiao Mu's situation, and they understand that Xiao Mu's fight for his life is for them.

"General Xiao!" At the moment when Xiao Mu's gaze came, those young Ningzhou disciples finally couldn't hold back the surging emotions in their hearts, they shouted Xiao Mu's name one after another, and said with red eyes: "It's enough, General Xiao!"

"Enough is enough!"

They repeated the words, their eyes reddening, and there was a slight cry in their voices. And the people around him were also emotional, obviously they couldn't bear to watch Xiao Mu fight for their lives anymore.

Tong Bupo saw this situation in his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and he stared at Xiao Muyan, who was almost fainting, and said, "How is it?"

Xiao Mu's eyes were still staring at those Ningzhou disciples, his voice was hoarse and dull, and he said with difficulty: "Don't ......"

"Don't accept your fate. ”

The ambiguity of those three words made the people in the audience and the opponents on the stage stunned.

Then, suddenly, he clenched the knife in his hand.

At that moment, the strength of his body was poured into his blade, and the blade swept straight to Tong Bupu's arm that strangled his neck.

Tong Bupo didn't expect that Xiao Mu at this time would still have the strength to fight back, his heart was shocked, but he didn't have time to resist with internal strength, so he had no choice but to let go of the arm holding Xiao Mu, his toes touched the ground, and his body retreated.

His reaction was already extremely fast, and the moment he sensed Xiao Mu's intentions, he suddenly retreated, but although he avoided the tragic encounter of being cut off his arm, the back of his hand was still a little slower because of the slow speed, and a blood mark was cut by the blade, and the blood flowed uncontrollably.

Tong Bupo stared in disbelief at the shocking scar on the back of his white hand, blood-red blood flowing, reflected in his eyes, and his pupils were also soaked in blood and turned red at that time.

He turned his head to look at the man who had stood up in embarrassment with his sword, anger churning in his chest. The five divine gates around him resonated, and the faint green light swept away, and a three-zhang tall thing holding a green long knife appeared from the void, staring at Xiao Mu with a murderous aura.

It's the realm of sin!

Wei Lai recognized this technique at a glance, he had taught it in the hands of Song Douyuan, the prince of the Tianque Realm who had died under his hands. It's just that compared to Song Douyuan, the great evil realm that Tong Bupo has cast, it is obviously more than a step stronger.

"You have to die! You have to pay for your stubbornness!" Tong Bupo said coldly, staring at the man who had a problem even standing.

But the man still didn't stop at him, he still looked at the Ningzhou children in the audience, and whispered faintly.

"Sixty years ago, Manzhou was ceded, and Ningzhou was surrounded by enemies on three sides. Ghost Rong and I are lambs to the slaughter, and the Qi Kingdom treats us as playthings that can be manipulated at will. The imperial court abandoned us like a shoe, and only thought about sticking to the two states. ”

"The Danning people do not want to be slaves to the country, and they do not want to be trampled by the iron hooves of outsiders on the land that gave birth to us and raised us. ”

"Therefore, there are millions of Sanxiao troops buried at the border pass, and countless generals and knights have died in their lives. ”

"They didn't accept their fate, so there was a short period of peace for the monarchs today, and there was a short-lived prosperity for the Yanting court to sing and dance. ”

Speaking of this, the man glanced at Yuan Sleevechun, who was ugly on the side, and after just one glance, he withdrew his gaze, as if he felt disgusted after watching it for a while.

"Yan Ting forgot who gave them their peaceful and prosperous life, and how many lives like them were filled. ”

"But we must not forget that we once lived on the same land with them, owned the same grass and trees, and our ancestors fought with them at the border. ”

"They didn't accept their fate!"

"Therefore, you can't accept your fate!"

As the man said this, his body straightened up again, he gritted his teeth and straightened his waist in the pain, and he clenched the knife in his hand again.

He looked at the evil spirits who were eyeing him fiercely, his eyes were not afraid, and his sword was not retreating.

"Today I am fighting to the death for all the kings, and all the kings have the heart to accept my will. ”

"Don't care about him Yan Ting, the tiger and wolf in the north, all the monarchs will survive, and God will bless him!"

Xiao Mu said this, his body slammed out, and the long knife in his hand swung and slashed at those evil spirits.

The children of Ningzhou knelt down, and the people of Ningzhou next to them also knelt on the ground.

Their bodies trembled, their eyes reddened, but their eyes were staring straight at the figure that was still fighting with the blunt blade.

"God bless Ningzhou!"

I don't know who suddenly let out such a shout, and the emotions of the crowd seemed to be ignited, so the chant of "God bless Ningzhou" in the crowd kept swinging in front of this Hanxing Monument, and gathered together, the mountains roared like a tsunami, resounding without hesitation.

Wei Lai gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Mu, he watched the other party be repelled by the evil spirit again and again, and stood up again and again. Look at his trembling hands holding knives, and look at the blood that flows from him.

He finally couldn't hold back the emotions that were churning in his heart......

Fuck the Hanstar Conference.

He scolded in his heart, he was about to rush into the ring desperately, but he had just mobilized the spiritual power around him, but his body suddenly shook.

He felt some kind of strange aura spreading in the crowd, he couldn't help but look deeply, the first divine gate engraved with the appearance of Buddha and demons was not operated by Wei Zizhu, a qi machine poured into Wei Lai's eyebrows, Wei Lai's eyes flashed with a golden light, under the blessing of that light, Wei Lai saw something that others could not see.

The chant of "God bless Ningzhou" is resounding, the people are kneeling and worshipping, and with that shout, a faint golden light point overflows from the body of those people, and slowly floats to the ring, those golden light points are extremely thin, but the number is too large, they gather on the top of the man's head, turning into a dazzling golden ocean, in the golden ocean, a golden light, continuously injected into the man's body. Under the injection of those golden points of light, the man's already sluggish offensive gradually became sharp, and the five dim divine gates on his chest once again bloomed with brilliant light.

Even on the man's left leg, a glittering roulette wheel began to condense and take shape under the nourishment of the golden light.

Wei Lai's heart was shocked, and he stared at all this in shock......

He realized......

He's going to break through.