Xu Yeshan, who was on the high platform, frowned, as if he didn't like it.

He beckoned Yan Hua to his side and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Yan Hua immediately replied respectfully:

"Yes, Master. ”

Qingyun and tens of thousands of people here were quietly meditating on their knees under the field, closing their eyes and recuperating, waiting for the last moment, when they suddenly heard a noisy sound next to them.

But it was Yan Hua who came to the center of the ring, his eyes flashed, and he said loudly to everyone:

"There's still an hour left before the end of the competition, so I'm going to add a new rule.

From this moment on, those who fight on the stage will not be able to distinguish the winner within ten breaths, and they will be disqualified.

When someone stands in the ring and no one challenges them, the winner will be declared as soon as the time is up, and everyone in the ring will be disqualified. ”

This sentence seemed to sprinkle a handful of salt in the oil pot, and tens of thousands of people shouted and scolded as if they had exploded the pot:

"Today's big competition, what are you going to do, we and others have already suffered countless deaths and injuries, and a new rule has been added. ”

"Ten breaths of time, no one challenges is the winner, what kind of bad truth is this, in this case, why do you burn incense at the beginning?"

"This kind of rule is that we may die in ten breaths, which is terrible. ”

The crowd was agitated and scolded, but Yan Hua ignored it.

But he waved his sleeves into the crowd, as if he was throwing something.

Then he turned back to the high platform alone, with a cold expression, standing behind Xu Yeshan, unmoved.

Qingyun was also anxious in his heart, which undoubtedly directly destroyed his original plan, and now it is impossible to implement.

This year's Dabi is different from the past, in the past, it was from point to point, at most minor injuries, and serious injuries were extremely rare.

At the beginning of today's competition, although they were all the same as before, they were all in order, and no one broke the tradition.

But an hour later, it was as if the place had become a murderous millstone, bloody.

It's like two beasts trapped in a cage, put into the field to win or lose.

The stake is the freedom of the winner for the rest of his life, and in an instant, there is a river of blood in the ring, and there is no life or death.

And in the end, everyone understood the loophole in the rule, so everyone stopped and stopped fighting.

Because they all know that the calm at this moment does not mean that everyone can compete peacefully with each other to win.

And it was more like the darkness before the dawn, the calm before the storm, calm at this time, but at that last moment, the whole audience must have exploded.

Fight to the death, and all the people will go crazy at that moment.

And Yan Hua's words at this time seemed to have seen through what they were thinking, and advanced the last moment to an hour.

Then, in this hour, if more than ten breaths, some people will be disqualified, or even seriously injured and die.

It could be one person, or it could be two.

And the speed of this death is staggering.

Qingyun frowned, this kind of rule was even more cruel than before.

It is nothing more than to make people either voluntarily give up their freedom, or die, or simply let them die.

He looked at these people, and one by one he rushed to the ring as if his eyes were red.

Some were even infected by this killing atmosphere, and even killed a bunch of people before they even arrived on stage.

The field was like a hell of Shura, bleeding incessantly, and all I heard was the sound of killing and the wails of pain.

As far as the eye could see, there were countless bloody corpses, and many seriously injured people fell to the ground, and were trampled to death, making his scalp tingle.

At this time, there was less than half an hour before the incense was extinguished, but the ring was already full of corpses, and there was no open space.

I don't know where to stand after winning the competition.

Qingyun secretly said in his heart:

"Can't wait any longer, there's not much time left for me.

Since there is nowhere to stay in the ring, then stand next to it, there is nowhere to stand, and he asked me to stand on the corpse. ”

He walked forward slowly, and when he was about to reach the ring, a thick breath of blood came over his face.

He had never seen such a scene in his life, and his stomach was rolling, and he suddenly felt a little nauseous.

forcibly held back the discomfort, but at this time, a person rushed out from the side, his eyes were bloodshot, and his momentum came like a rainbow with a fist.

Qingyun's face was solemn, he ran the Mixed Yuan Sutra, parried with his left hand, and punched out with his right hand, hitting the man's ribs.

"Click"

The fist seemed to break something, and only the sound of bones breaking fell into my ears.

Then the man curled up and fell backwards, snorting miserably.

This punch only used four parts of force to break a person's bones.

But Qingyun was not surprised, as if he did not surprise Qingyun.

But at this time, his heart seemed to be addicted, his whole body trembled slightly, his hands were clenched, and the Mixed Yuan Sutra was running faster.

I want to rush into the crowd and kill happily, so as to vent the fire of desire to kill.

"Kill"

A few more shouted and roared.

Qingyun no longer holds back, and fights with them with all his might.

Another punch hit one of them in the chest, only to see that the man's strong chest instantly deflated, and his eyes instantly bulged and he was motionless.

He took another step back, raised his foot and kicked it violently, and the remaining two collided together, flying out of the distance with a thud.

"This is my strength, although I have only practiced the second level of qi, but the moment these people fight with me, I can sense the level of aura in their bodies.

Compared to the division of the Soul Gathering Technique, it turned out to be the fifth layer, but I can easily hurt people, this Mixed Yuan Sutra is really powerful. ”

Qingyun's whole body trembled even more, this was the first time he had killed someone, and it was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands.

Nervous, excited, as if there was still a trace of excitement and desire hidden in his heart that he had never discovered, and his blood was boiling.

"Come Again"

This time he no longer acted passively, but took the initiative to go into the crowd and kill people.

One punch, two punches, three punches......

An individual is like a piece of paper, powerless to resist, and falls down one after another in front of Qingyun.

His own body was already red, as if the killing was rising, and his eyes showed a deep longing, and he continued to look for the next target.

Five hours have come, and the incense is extinguished.

"Stop"

Yan Hua shouted loudly at this time, pinched the trick with one hand, and a burst of white mist swept through the place.

And those who were in the ring with murderous intent, including Qingyun, suddenly shuddered, their eyes were clear, and their killing intent suddenly dissipated.

Everyone gasped and looked around, their faces suddenly full of shock and uneasy.

Too many people had died here, and there was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Qingyun frowned, and his heart was also confused.

Why was he uncontrollable just now, bent on killing?

At his feet lay dozens of deformed corpses, still flowing blood, which made him stunned for a while, helpless.

He killed all these people.

"Today's big competition is over, and we will pick out three of them.

If they meet the requirements, they will be brought in the outer door, and if they do not meet the requirements, they will continue to select the next person.

You, come here. ”

At this moment, Yan Hua came to the arena and pointed to the person standing in the pool of blood in the first ring, and the person who was ordered was uneasy, and slowly walked in front of Yan Hua.

Yan Hua stretched out his right hand, slowly patted his palm on the man's shoulder, and then grabbed it.

The person who was being investigated suddenly shuddered, for fear of provoking the immortal's displeasure.

"That's right, the fifth layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, no wonder you can defeat several people in a row here, you can enter my outer gate and become a disciple. ”

After listening to what Yan Hua said, the man was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

As if he saw the hope of the future, he hurriedly thanked him in a panic.

In the second ring, the person who was also on the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Period was also chosen.

Next, he saw Qingyun next to the third ring.