Outside the field of life and death, some people are nervous, some people are anxious, and some people are very concerned about the result because of some vital interests;

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An hour may be a long time for people outside the platform of life and death, but for those inside the platform of life and death, it may have been decided who will live and who will die?

At this time, a roar containing disbelief, anger, despair, and in short, various complex emotions sounded on the platform of life and death.

The voice was deep, but it was also like a bell.

However, although this roar was deafening and resounded in all directions, there was only one person in the audience, and this person was still indifferent at this time.

The person who made this voice was none other than Qianye, who was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in blood, and his appearance was very miserable.

And although Zhong Yong was still standing, his appearance was not much better, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and there were no less than twenty terrifying and hideous wounds on his body.

However, at this time, Zhong Yong's hand was still holding the Blue Water Sword, and the blood flowing from the wound on his body fell down the tip of the sword drop by drop.

At this time, Zhong Yong and Qianye looked very miserable and seriously injured, but there was one thing they were different, that is, their expressions. Although Zhong Yong's body looked like he had just crawled out of the blood prison, his face was indifferent and expressionless.

At this time, Qianye's face was more pale, miserable, and desperate.

"In addition to immortals and demons, I didn't expect you to actually practice Buddhism, you ...... You're not human, you're a monster, you're a devil!"

At this time, Qianye could no longer describe his heart, and he didn't know whether it was surprise, fear, unwillingness, regret, or all aspects.

In short, Qianye's heart at this time is very complicated, but all the tastes are only combined into one sentence: "You are a monster, you are the devil." ”

"There are so many things in the world that you can't imagine. Zhong Yong glanced at Qianye and said indifferently.

As he spoke, Zhong Yong walked forward slowly, and as he walked, he said: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and you will be a good person in the next life!"

Zhong Yong never thought he was a good person, he had also seen blood and killed people. Moreover, Zhong Yong didn't think that in this cultivation realm where the weak eat the strong and thousands of people compete, it is often possible to fight and kill because of a little cultivation resources, and it is the right thing to be a good person.

However, although Zhong Yong doesn't want to be a good person, he also doesn't want to be a bad person, a person who doesn't take life seriously and easily harms people's lives.

At this time, seeing Zhong Yong, who was like a bloody man, walking towards him, Qianye's heart finally panicked and feared.

At this time, Qianye, who was half-kneeling on the ground with a sword, instinctively wanted to resist.

However, before he could raise his sword, he let out a "wow" and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Qianye finally despaired, his injuries were too serious, and the spiritual power in his body had been consumed.

In fact, just now, just before only half a stick of incense, Qianye was still overjoyed, feeling that the final victory must belong to him. Because at that time, Zhong Yong's blood demon spiritual power was about to be exhausted, and the secret technique of blood charm divine light could no longer be used, and the sword light cut out of the magic sword was also weaker than the other, and at this time, although the mana in his body had been consumed, there was only about one percent left, but this one was enough to deal with Zhong Yong, who was already about to fail.

However, just when Qianye felt that victory was in front of him and that he could take Zhong Yong's head the next moment, Zhong Yong's body suddenly flashed with golden light, and a stream of abundant and powerful Buddhist mana was vented from Zhong Yong's body.

Zhong Yong's Buddhist Sect Martial Arts Ming Wang Holy Sutra is also the fourth layer of the Qi training period, and at this time, Qianye's mana has been gone, how can he be Zhong Yong's opponent?

At this time, Zhong Yong, who had turned into a bloody coat in Tsing Yi, slowly walked towards Qianye with an indifferent face.

However, at this time, in Qianye's eyes, Zhong Yong's indifferent expression was similar to the face of death, and Zhong Yong's gentle footsteps seemed to be the footsteps of the god of death.

As Zhong Yong approached step by step, the fear in Qianye's heart was also accumulating little by little.

At this time, Qianye's heart was beating violently, as if it could jump out at any time, but it was this violently beating and energetic heart, and Qianye felt very cold and cold to the bottom of his heart.

When Zhong Yong's feet, step by step, walked to a distance of about a zhang from him, the fear in Qianye's heart finally reached the extreme.

"I don't want to die, I'm still young, I'm a genius of a thousand families, I still have a bright future, I still have a lot of things to do, I beg you, please let me go. I only heard Qianye say incoherently and tremblingly.

At this time, Qianye's appearance, how can there be half a point of ferocity and arrogance before, and there is only the fear of facing death and the desire to survive.

"Have you forgotten where this is, have you forgotten what you're here for?"

Looking at the begging look on his face, with only a thousand lives in his eyes, Zhong Yong said slowly.

Hearing this, Qianye's face suddenly turned dead, and then with a "poof", he sat down on the ground dejectedly.

"If you're going to kill me, why should I let you go?"

"If it was you standing at this time, and it was me who fell, would you let me go?"

Speaking of which, Zhong Yong, who was expressionless before, also showed a fierce look on his face.

At this time, Qianye's face was dead and gray, and his expression was sluggish, obviously his psychology had reached the verge of collapse.

At this time, Qianye's mind was full of fear, or terrifying scenes.

At this time, Qianye's mind was full of terrifying scenes where he was about to be stabbed to death by Zhong Yong, and even his head was cut off, and all he thought was that he was about to die, and there was no more such person as him Qianye in this world.

The more I thought about it, the more fear grew in Chiya's heart.

"I was almost killed by your brother and sister this time, and you are indeed hateful, I originally wanted to take you down, clean you up well, and torture you, but now it seems that it is better to forget it, you can go in peace. At this moment, Zhong Yong said indifferently.

As he spoke, he raised the blue water sword in his hand, which was already stained with blood.

"Zhong Yong, oh, no, Senior Brother Zhong, don't kill me, as long as you spare me, you can let me do anything. Senior Brother Zhong, you insulted my sister and offended the Qianjia, and the Qianjia will not let you go. I am a member of the Thousand Family, or a core disciple, I know a lot of things about the Thousand Family, Senior Brother Zhong, as long as you spare me, I can tell you everything I know. Senior Brother Zhong, as long as you let me go, I will recognize you as the master, and from now on you will be my master, and I will do whatever you ask me to do. ”

Just when Zhong Yong raised the magic sword and injected spiritual power, this thousand nights suddenly thought of something, he who was originally sluggish and miserable, suddenly came back to his senses, and then pleaded with a clear idea.

"Really, that Qianliu, that is, your sister, is not bad, I have some interest in her, you can also help me get it?"

Hearing this, Zhong Yong froze for a moment, and then said with a suspicious expression.

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