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The forty rings had unconsciously turned into meat grinders, red blood and flesh staining the rings smooth and wet.

The air was filled with the unique smell of blood, which was getting stronger and stronger, which meant that more and more disciples of the four sects were dying, and their anger and hatred were becoming more and more irrepressible.

This kind of scene that seems to be lined up to die is completely different from dying all at once, and the impact effect on the soul.

That feeling, as if watching the meter beat all at once, is particularly easy to get angry.

Bing Chi Lao'er's brows were tightly locked, and his old bark-like face became even uglier.

"Something isn't quite right, what went wrong?" He didn't suspect that Feng Ziyu was fake, but there must be something wrong with this, otherwise。。。。。

Well, it's too late to think about this now, the crazy actions of "Feng Ziyu" have completely put the Liufeng Sect and the Ice Red Sect in an opposing position.

Blood and death come too suddenly, and once hatred and anger are ignited, it is difficult to stop them until one party has completely laid down.

"Compromise? Surrender? Quit? ”

Bing Chi Lao'er's heart is like a knife, every disciple who dies under this is the real elite of his disciples, and if he dies, there will be one less.

Bing Chi Lao'er exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and now there was no other choice.

In just one morning, the people who died in the four factions this time have caught up with the sum of the past, and the real fire between the four factions has been completely killed.

"Damn, what is this madman Feng Ziyu thinking? Also, Qin Hao。。。。。 Bing Chi Lao'er quietly glanced at Qin Hao's face, the other party's expression was as cold as a stone, and his eyes were cold like a pool of stagnant water: "It's too calm, it's unsettling." ”

In those evil eyes, it seemed that there was some unknown deceit hidden, Feng Ziyu felt that Qin Hao must be hiding something, calculating something.

However, even if he racked his brains, he suspected at most that Dao Qin Hao might have guessed that the Ice Chi Sect had bad intentions, and even knew that the Ice Chi Sect had done it, but so what?

"You only brought such a few people, even if those black-clothed gardeners are indeed not afraid of death, and can maintain a mortality rate of one to three or even one to four with Wood Trace Valley, aren't they going to die, don't you really think that the rest of your people are enough to lock the world?"

Bing Chi Lao'er was amused by his thoughts, and he blinked his eyes fiercely, "No, there must be something, something that is deadly, ignored by this sect, what is it?" ”

"By the way, Feng Ziyu and they are late, what happened on their way?" Bing Chi Lao'er felt as if he was about to touch the truth hidden behind it.

There was only one layer of paper left, but it seemed to be foggy and impossible to pierce at all.

The effort he thought about was that one by one fresh lives were lost one by one, and there was no referee in the ring, or a rule for admitting defeat or anything until the point was reached.

There is only one way, and that is to live or die.

And as the death toll skyrocketed, the thick and disgusting smell of blood in the air became more and more stimulating to the senses, making people want to vomit.

Most of the disciples of the Wood Trace Valley, the Ice Red Sect, and the Liufeng Sect began to chill in their hearts, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously, which could be seen from the hesitation of the disciples who stepped into the ring among them, and the fine sweat on their faces.

And only Qingyun Sect, the gardener dressed in black, had no fear on his face from beginning to end, he was still not afraid of death, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

This is the real dead, born to kill, and it's terrifying.

And the most bizarre thing is that the strength of these gardeners seems to grow, and the speed of their attacks is increasing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye as they kill.

The longer you hold in the ring and the more opponents you kill, the stronger they will be and the harder it will be to kill, thus killing more people and holding out longer。。。。。 It's like falling into some kind of loop.

This is from the Qingyun Sect and the disciples of the Wood Trace Valley, from the beginning of the first one-to-one, slowly to the back of the one-to-four, until this moment... There were 17 people on the stage, and the ring was full of people from the Qingyun Sect.

And 11 of the 17 rings have not been replaced for a long time.

"Shhh

Someone who saw something immediately gasped.

"Sect Master, Qingyun Sect 。。。。。" The cold light in the eyes of the blood flow flickered, sticking to the ear of Bing Chi Lao'er, muttering quietly.

"So, it's not one to four at all, but it's now one to seven, one to eight?" Bing Chi Lao'er shouted, his pupils staring downward.

Ring 1.

A black shadow swept out like lightning, and the woman on the opposite side did not react at all, and a blood mark appeared on her neck.

Ring 2.

The black-clothed gardener made a mistake at his feet, shook his backhand, and a short blade in his hand stabbed dozens of times in an instant, stabbing the female disciple of Wood Mark Valley into a sieve.

Ring 3.

The ice arrows were accurately split in two in the air, the thick ice mist in the air was pierced by a figure, and the woman on the opposite side was full of horror, her hand maintained the movement of drawing the bow, but a blood flower suddenly exploded at the center of her eyebrows.

Ring No. 4.

The longbow was severed, and the woman's body was split in two.

Ring 5.

Ring 6.

Ring No. 7.

。。。。。。

Except for Ring 9, Ring 14, and Ring 19, the remaining 17 rings, the black-clothed gardener all destroyed the disciples of Wood Mark Valley at lightning speed.

"Evil means." After observing carefully for a while, Bing Chi Lao'er's pupils shrank, and a deeply hidden greed flashed in his eyes.

"What a weird ability, this Qingyun Sect is really getting more and more incomprehensible." Behind him, the pupils of the Tai Immortal also shrank imperceptibly slightly.

Her knowledge can definitely be called well-informed, and she naturally knows that there are some secret techniques or secret techniques in this world, which can improve her strength in a short time, and they all have sequelae, but no matter which one she knows, it is not the same as what she is in front of.

"I don't see the sequelae, there is no time limit, and even there seems to be no upper limit to the promotion, it seems, it is only linked to killing. This is definitely not something that can be explained by a simple secret technique. The Tai Immortal glanced at Qin Hao quietly, and there was a strange and complicated color in his eyes.