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"Drip ...... Didi Di ......"

Dian Feng leaned on his sword, gasping heavily, and he felt tired.

Yes, tired.

Glancing at the corpses full of rings, he didn't know what to say, his mood was very complicated, he didn't expect so many people to come up without fear of death.

In order to get that share, people kept coming up.

In the third round, Dianfeng killed all of them without injury.

In the fourth round, when the body was not cleaned up, he rushed to the ring, all of them were destroyed, and the pawn shirt was scratched for the first time.

Round 5......

It's round seven!

Still all gone, Dian Feng was wounded, a sword pierced him under the ribs, and the wound healed quickly, but he felt tired.

It's really tiring, even if you kill a pig, you will feel dizzy if you kill so many heads in a row!

Besides, there are still fifty Five Elements Secret Realm cultivators in each round!

Due to the fear of hitting the eyes, resulting in a disproportionate shot, all the monks who exceeded the Five Elements Secret Realm were dealt with by Lan Lan's men. Use the secret method to forcibly seal their realm in the secret realm of the five elements, lest someone be desperate to attack the canon!

So, one by one, the gods began to die!

There is even a half-step spirit platform!

I'm afraid these people will never think that one day, they will die at the hands of a Five Elements Cultivator, and they will have no power to fight back!

"Drip ......"

The sweat of the canon, along with the blood of others on the head, dripped from the forehead. He crouched on the ground, gasping for breath, and then looked out of the court: "Next round, continue!"

His voice was cold and confident, although he was a little tired, but Dianfeng felt that this was an opportunity to challenge the limit.

No matter how bad it is, it's a big deal to expose some means and slip out of the ring!

These people just want to win, and what Dian Feng cares about has also changed from the spirit stone to this opportunity to challenge himself.

However, after Dianfeng's words were spoken for a long time, he only heard the whispering sound of squirting under the ring, but no one moved for a long time.

Because of the shock!

I'm really scared!

In the next three rounds, before the corpses could be cleaned up, the follow-up people rushed up and fought with Dianfeng!

Now the entire ring, ten feet in circumference, is full of corpses! Except for the place where Dian Feng stands, there is not even a place to stay!

The blood flowed down the gap in the floor tiles of the ring, flowed far away, and formed several pools of blood under the ring!

The stench was muffled by the potion sprinkled by the staff in advance, but the appearance of the stump and internal organs in a mess really made people feel frightened and tremble from the soul!

Most people are involuntarily trembling, and the more people who are sent to death, the more intelligent those who survive.

That score is tempting enough, but Dianfeng is like an invincible god of war, and every time it looks like it can be defeated in the next round, but there is no more record except for corpses.

They even feel that the posture that Dian Feng is putting on now is acting, just to lure more people on stage and then kill them!

This is a butcher who kills for pleasure!

This is what many people think, Dian Feng's subordinates will never leave a living person, even if they run away immediately after taking the stage, they will fall to the ground and die inexplicably!

"Who, who, who's up?" a female cultivator's face turned white, she felt disgusting, but the fear was even stronger, and her lower body even emitted a fishy smell.

"It's terrible, even if you give more spirit stones, Lao Tzu won't be on it!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't do it, this is to find death, this wind god will not feel tired, there is no chance of winning this game!"

"Lao Tzu will never go to death, whoever you like to go, even Shenzang has died so much......"

"Hehe, two or three hundred thousand let fifty people divide, who said that? Let him go up!" Suddenly, one person said viciously.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all looked towards the crowd and focused their eyes on a male cultivator.

This is a little white face, not a human, I don't know what race, because the face of the human race can't be as white as white paper!

"No, I'm not going, I won't go up!" Xiao Bai's face turned even paler, he had planned to encourage everyone and then pick up the bargain himself, but now it seems that someone has finally woken up.

Everyone's eyes are very unkind, no one is a fool, and now that I think about it, this person said that he had ulterior motives in the first place!

"Hmph, how can you not bring it up?" someone sneered, approaching this little white face of the alien race, his eyes full of coldness.

"You go up and kill the wind god, and you can get half of everyone's profits, it's all yours! hehe, what's the matter, that's a good proposal, right?" someone sneered again, and now he needed a dead ghost to test whether the wind god was really the end of the crossbow.

If yes, that's good. If the wind god still has the strength to fight, then this person will die, I believe that the wind god is willing to kill him!

For this little white face, everyone felt the disgust of being calculated, if they hadn't woken up, I was afraid that they would have been calculated to die!

"Throw him into the ring!" Suddenly, someone yelled loudly, in an angry and resentful tone!

"Throw it on!"

"Yes, throw it up, throw this black-hearted thing away! He wants us all to die, to take us for fools, and then to take advantage of it himself, Made!"

"Throw it up, throw him into the ring......"

Touch!

Dianfeng raised his head, he felt a little tired, his eyes were dry and red, this was a side effect of killing too much.

So Dian Feng closed his eyes, and he observed with his divine sense, this guy who was thrown into the ring by everyone.

Divine consciousness is better than the "eyesight" of the eyes, and he can see more clearly, and Dian Feng can even see the panicked expression on the face of this little white face.

The little white face wanted to slip away, but everyone in the audience stared at him coldly, and the threat was fully revealed.

"If you dare to slip away, you will never return to the imperial capital alive!" Someone under the ring threatened in a cold voice.

"Give Lao Tzu, kill the wind god, and give you half of it, otherwise on your way back to the imperial capital, Lao Tzu will dismantle you in eight pieces!" said a big man through gritted teeth.

"No, you can't do that to me, I'm from the Yakshas!" Little White's face trembled, even the powerful reputation of his mother clan could not bring him a sense of security.

"Yakshas, hehe, what is that!" someone in the audience sneered, not intimidated, "In front of my human race, the Yaksha are just ants, your mother can't save you, blame yourself for being smart!"

"Fuck off, don't say it's a terrain yaksha, even if it's a flying yaksha, you don't dare to anger us people!"

No one buys it, the people here are all from strong backgrounds, representing people of all races, and a Yaksha is not a Mao at all.

Yaksha's little white face trembled, and he felt fear.

Although Dian Feng was sitting in the middle of the ring, looking weak, he didn't dare to take a step over.

He thought he was so clever before, and that constructive suggestion sent many people to death one after another! He thought it would go on until he got ten times his bet!

He never felt that the Wind God had any chance of winning, and it was very stupid to challenge ten thousand people! He only needed to use his mouth and let others die, and he would get nine and a half times the benefit.

Until now, he thought it was a great idea, and he couldn't understand why these damned people of all races were so hostile to him.

The threats of everyone in the audience made him dare not refuse, and he could only walk slowly towards the style step by step.

Stepping over a corpse, his cultivation was strong enough to stand on any part of the corpse, but now he was almost shaky at every step. Before he fought, he was defeated!

Sou!

Yaksha felt a gust of wind blow, and then he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and he felt himself being lifted.

"Ugh!"

Opening his eyes in pain, he saw the wind with his eyes closed, choking him by the neck and lifting him up!

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