Thirty-six people were immediately divided into eighteen groups to face off.

The two of them stood in a row, waited for the end of the competition with the people in front, and then fought one by one.

Zhu Ningxin is the adjudicator, and it is also the death of the soft-hearted.

The previous ones had nothing to do with Zhao Chuan, and from this moment on, the life and death that belonged to him quietly began.

There are not many soft-hearted people, but there are also three, and their own strength is not bad, but in the end they died under Zhu Ningxin's sword because of their soft hearts.

The battle was fierce, and the outcome for the loser was even more tragic.

Zhao Chuan finally understood why the White Shark Army could be so strong, and the soldiers who walked out alive under such a cruel assessment were each one in a million.

"Lu Xunsheng, please kill your opponent. Zhu Ning looked at the young man in Tsing Yi on the high platform and said coldly.

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned, looking at the life and death brothers on the ground who had no ability to resist, and he couldn't swing this last knife.

But he also knew that if he couldn't kill his brother, then what was waiting for him was Zhu Ningxin's long sword.

Seeing that Lu Xun couldn't hurt the killer, the losing companion urged with his last strength: "Don't ...... Stupid, quick, ahem, kill me!"

Lu Xun looked at the brothers who came together, and asked incomprehensibly: "Chengwu, you stupid person, why do you want to join me? Why? Do you want me to kill my most important brother with my own hands, so that you are happy?"

Cheng Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, saw through life and death, and said: "I have no regrets about dying in the hands of my brother." ”

With that, Cheng Wu bit off his tongue fiercely, and blood suddenly blurted out along with the half of his tongue.

In the end, he fell at the feet of Lu Xun, and Cheng Wu's pupils slowly dilated, and finally lost his last vitality.

Zhu Ning announced with satisfaction: "Lu Xun has passed, the next group!"

When Lu Xun, who was stupid all over, heard this, he couldn't see any fluctuations on his face, like a walking corpse that had lost his soul in an instant.

The bloody assessment did not stop there, and the next group of people immediately appeared and fought again.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen people had cleared the level, leaving only Zhao Chuan and the scar man who took the initiative to find him.

The man with the scar is in his thirties, with long hair that covers the left side of his cheek and a deep centipede scar on his chin.

Zhao Chuan looked at each other with him on the high platform with the golden black sword, and the scar man said in a low voice: "Little brother, I can't help it, I hope you don't resent it after you go down, you can't do without paper money during the New Year's holidays." ”

Zhao Chuan looked at him and said calmly: "If you say this, I won't be soft-hearted, come on!"

Murder, never in his life, Zhao Chuan is not afraid of being killed, but he is afraid of dying under Zhu Ningxin's sword with a soft heart.

However, when he met a straight man like Scar Man, it can be regarded as a piece of Zhao Chuan's inner demon.

Wen Teng, who had already passed the test, watched worriedly from the side, although the two had already met, they had never spoken.

After all, it's different here, and before everything settles down, don't have any communication.

"Look at the gun!" the scar man brandished a red tassel gun and swept straight at the yellow dragon.

Zhao Chuan hurriedly flashed sideways, and the red tassel gun brushed the tip of his nose, startling Zhao Chuan into a cold sweat.

"Heh, look at how you hide this time!" After saying that, the scar man's spear struck again, and the tip of the spear turned into a dense ghost, slowly forcing towards Zhao Chuan in an impenetrable manner.

"Silver Serpent Flurry!" the scar man shouted, and suddenly countless ghosts turned into a large net, falling from the sky like lightning.

Where can Zhao Chuan dodge in the past, the golden black sword is desperately resisting in front of his chest, but there are too many illusory and illusory guns.

"Poof, poof!" After two sounds, Zhao Chuan's left arm and thigh were already injured.

The sharp tip of the spear left a touch of blush on Zhao Chuan's left arm and thigh.

Fortunately, the thigh was fine, the gap in Zhao Chuan's left arm was deep and the bone was visible, the blood didn't have time to flow out, and the chest was stuffy again, and he was kicked upside down by the scar man.

"Bang!"

Zhao Chuan slammed on the guardrail of the high platform, and the guardrail made of unknown metal was extremely hard, which immediately shook Zhao Chuan's back as if it were cracked, and the sharp pain that pierced his heart spread.

Wen Teng under the high stage clenched his fists, his nerves collapsed to the extreme, worried that Zhao Chuan would lose.

After all, the price of defeat is too heavy, Wen Teng has passed the test now, and he can successfully pass the customs with only Zhao Chuan.

Lying on the stage, Zhao Chuan only felt extremely sore all over, where did he experience such a blow since he was a pampered child.

If it weren't for the rapid increase in strength in the past two days, Zhao Chuan asked himself if he still had his life at this moment?

Seeing that Zhao Chuan was still breathing, the scarred man's eyebrows were raised without stopping, his legs jumped into the air, and the extremely sharp red tassel gun was volleyed into the air.

This blow went straight to Zhao Chuan's door.

If you win, you will have no life to live.

At the critical juncture, Zhao Chuan gritted his teeth and danced the golden black sword with all his might, and shouted in his mouth: "The first style of the Collapse King to remove the armor - blowing the wind!"

Bursts of oblique rain fell on Zhao Chuan's cheeks, dripping down his chin, and the Golden Black Sword struck left and right, shaking the red tassel spear at a huge speed.

The scar man's face changed greatly, he only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and he couldn't hold the weapon he was holding tightly, and he directly took off the red tassel gun as soon as his hand was soft.

Facing the scarred man who had no weapons, Zhao Chuan took advantage of the victory to pursue, and shouted again: "The second form of the Collapse King's armor removal - evil wind!"

Wen Teng's clenched fists gradually loosened, and when he saw Zhao Chuan use this evil move, he was relieved.

This second form is the killing move of the Collapse King to remove his armor, and he will only use it if he has a painful killing intent.

This move is extremely powerful, once it is used, it cannot be removed, and there is no return.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

After the three swords, Zhao Chuan held the sword and stood back on the high platform.

And the scar man, who was invincible just now, has now been severely injured and collapsed on the ground.

Wen Teng shook his head slightly disappointed, it seems that Zhao Chuan still failed to hurt the killer, but only picked the scar man's hamstring.

In fact, this evil wind is to kill the three swords, and the first thing is to attack the opponent's neck, dantian and heart.

But judging from the fact that Zhao Chuan can change his position in time, Wen Teng is also happy for him, because only a perfect furnace can do Zhao Chuan.

Thinking about Wen Teng himself, he has also cultivated for three years to do this, but Zhao Chuan reached it in just a few days, so you can imagine how strong his talent is.

The scar man coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and then his tone changed and begged for mercy: "Shaoxia...... Shaoxia spares his life, I admit defeat, don't kill me, I have an eighty old mother at home to take care of me, I wanted to make a living here, if I fail and lose my life, what should my mother do!

The seven-foot man actually cried and cried like a big girl.

The rapid changes before and after made Zhao Chuan have no time to think about it.

Zhu Ningxin also stared at Zhao Chuan, not knowing if he really wanted to let go of the scar man.

Looking at Zhu Ningxin, Zhao Chuan actually pleaded: "Special Envoy Zhu, I don't know if you can let him go?"

Zhu Ningxin was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "Of course you can." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Chuan was overjoyed: "Then thank you Special Envoy Zhu." ”

Zhu Ningxin sneered: "Hehe, but if you get off the high platform, both of you will have to die." ”

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Chuan's face was difficult to understand, and this dilemma made him unable to adapt.

Zhu Ningxin gave an ultimatum and said lightly: "I will only give you a stick of incense time, and the outdated sword is unsheathed, and there is no regret about it." ”

Scar Man continued to plead: "Don't kill me, young man, let's join forces, we will definitely be able to escape from her, believe me, you must believe me." ”

Zhao Chuan was speechless, and the scar man saw that there was a play, so he continued: "This demon girl is ruthless, she has killed so many innocent people, and we can avenge those dead brothers, do you say yes or no?"

Seeing that the time of a stick of incense was fleeting, but Zhao Chuan was still reluctant to kill the killer, Wen Teng was so anxious that he couldn't wait to go up to help him in person.

But looking at Zhu Ningxin, who was eyeing him from the side, Wen Teng had to dispel this crazy idea.

After hesitating again and again, Zhao Chuan still couldn't do it, this was due to his personality, and he couldn't overcome it.

Walking in front of the scar man, Zhao Chuan said condescendingly: "You go, I won't kill you, I'll help you drag her in a while, you can run as far as you can, understand?"

Wen Teng shouted: "Xiaochuan, you are confused, you can't be like this!"

Zhao Chuan has already made up his mind, and he can't listen to what others say.

The scar man hurriedly kowtowed, moved by a handful of tears, and almost knelt down to call his father.

Zhao Chuan's heart was relieved, he was much calmer when he didn't have a choice, even in the face of the terrible Zhu Ningxin, he was not afraid at all.

Holding the Golden Black Sword, Zhao Chuan turned to face Zhu Ningxin: "Envoy Zhu, I know that you are strong, and I am not your opponent, but in order to make him fulfill his filial piety, I am still willing to challenge, come on!"

Zhu Ningxin immediately slapped his face, and said funny: "Yes, yes, what a chivalrous courage, which makes the little woman admire it very much, but you can think clearly, as long as my sword is not unsheathed, the right to choose is still yours." ”

Zhao Chuan took a deep breath and said unswervingly: "If you think clearly, you can take out the sword!"

"Die!"

The change was sudden, and the scar man, who had been waiting for an opportunity behind his back, stabbed the cold dagger away.

"Be careful!" Zhu Ningxin blurted out.

And Zhao Chuan, whose attention is all on Zhu Ningxin, how can he react to the crisis behind it.

"Poof!" all the daggers were not in Zhao Chuan's waist, and Zhao Chuan, who reacted, slashed through the scar man's neck with a sword.

The watery blood spread out from the scarred man's neck, and he desperately covered his hands with it, but he couldn't stop the flow of blood, and the blood slipped away from his fingers.

"Bang!" the lifeless Scar Man slowly fell, his feet twitching irregularly a few times, and he was completely dead.

But Zhao Chuan fell upside down, covering his back waist and his face turned pale.

Just now, Zhao Chuan had already sealed the acupoint with his Xuan power, but fortunately, the scar man did not stab the key point in a panic, otherwise Zhao Chuan would have confessed a few lives.

But being seriously injured, Zhao Chuan couldn't move for a while.

The farmer and the snake happened to him, and Zhao Chuan still can't believe it's true.

For goodness, Zhao Chuan reflected for the first time, and he seemed to be wrong.

Wen Teng's persuasion turned a deaf ear to him, and Zhu Ning asked again and again, he also regarded her murderous intent and refused to let go of the scar man.

As a result, the scar man wanted him to die, and Zhao Chuan's heart was completely cold.

Rushing to the high platform, Wen Teng used his skills to heal his injuries, and with his help, Zhao Chuan was slightly more comfortable.

took out a bottle of medicine, Wen Teng forcibly let Zhao Chuan take it, and instructed: "This is a blood-scattering spirit, which can be removed from injuries and restore blood, 10,000 gold coins per bottle...... Your thoughts, it's really not cheap, just don't make a big deal, otherwise my whole family will be miserable by you!"

Zhao Chuan smiled bitterly, what Wen Teng taught was that if something happened to him, it would indeed harm his whole family, and with that tyrannical father's temper, Wen Teng's fate would inevitably lead to the nine clans.

"Zhao Chuansheng, pass this level. Zhu Ningxin's heavenly voice came leisurely.

Zhao Chuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he finally passed the test without danger, although it was a bit miserable, but it was all over.