Seeing this scene in front of them, everyone was shocked!

No one thought that the young man in front of him would be a grandmaster. Because everyone didn't feel the existence of aura in him at all, but what they didn't expect was that when he fought back, a thin innate aura was born in the young man's body.

This layer of weak Gangfeng seemed to be weak under the poisonous dagger, and even began to crack inch by inch.

But it was too late. Because, under the attack of Gangfeng, the dog who was lying on Qin Feng's body, his eyes full of hatred had been closed at this time, and his vitality was lost!

The terrible Gangfeng had already torn through his body and entered his internal organs.

What's even more bizarre is that on his back, countless wounds appeared. It was during these wounds that those Gangfeng entered the dog's body, shattering all the internal organs in his body. It is precisely because of this that the dog tripartite fell.

Such a terrifying and precise spiritual power manipulation made everyone deeply jealous.

Pushing away the corpse of the third dog, Qin Feng coughed dryly.

Everyone below was undecided, only to see a man suddenly rushing into the ring with a knife.

"Boy, take your life!"

It turned out that someone wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to rob the fire.

But the next moment, he saw Qin Feng on the stage push his right hand, and with the reverse effect of spiritual power, he stood up. His eyes glanced fiercely at the man who was about to take the stage......

Like the gaze of a ghost, the middle-aged man was so frightened that he was terrified.

The foot that was about to stretch out was so frightened that it retracted, and fled backwards with a terrified scream.

"Ahem!"

With two coughs, Qin Feng spit out two mouthfuls of dirty blood.

After all, he was so badly injured just now, and his vitality still hasn't recovered. Although he has the heart of a dark blue demon, it is impossible for him to recover from his injuries so quickly.

With the blow just now, it was completely the dragon that was used when he was in danger just now to absorb the water and absorb the spiritual power of the whole body, so that he could barely support it. And now, he's almost out of gas.

If you don't have a lot of time, you can't recover at all.

Quickly took out a small snow pill and put it under his suit, Qin Feng guarded the surroundings.

Right now, he's too weak. If someone is on the field at this time, you are in a very dangerous situation.

"Haha, this kid is seriously injured. If you don't want to go up, then leave him to me!"

A man swept up the platform in a frenzied manner, his sword buzzing out of its sheath.

With a flash of cold light, the cold sword qi pierced Qin Fenghou's chest and heart.

"Die!"

The man smiled cruelly, and a sword aura shot out from the long sword.

Seeing that Qin Feng was about to die with a sword in the back of his heart, he saw his body sink suddenly.

The sword qi stabbed through Qin Feng's shoulder, drawing out a bloody mouth.

The next moment, I saw Qin Feng turn into a black shadow like a ghost, and in just a moment, he rushed into the air, grabbed it with his right hand, and pinched the neck of the person who came.

In an instant, the body weighed as much as a mountain, dragging the two of them to the ground.

"Click, Click, Click......"

With the contraction of the five fingers, the man's throat bone was shattered. Even the neck is horribly deformed......

The pain hit his body, and the man instinctively swung his sword.

Qin Feng let go of this person, and one bounced backwards to dodge this sword.

As soon as he landed, he rushed forward again like a storm.

At some point, he grabbed the Katsuyuki sword in his hand again. A stab in the chest of a middle-aged man!

The long sword shot out, blood burst out, and a sword pierced the man's heart.

The man's mouth was spitting blood, and the look of shock and horror in his eyes flashed.

After a few moments, life is gone!

Everyone was shocked to see this scene, and they were all speechless.

"Yikes!"

With a dance of the long sword in his hand, the corpse was thrown several meters away.

Barely standing still, Qin Feng waved the long sword in his hand. Eyes sweep!

"Who else wants to come up and give it a try?"

It's not loud, but it's very penetrating. There are hundreds of people down there who can't hear clearly!

However, seeing his slightly trembling figure and that murderous gaze. Everyone couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and unconsciously stepped back!

Time passed minute by minute, the cold moon came up, and the weather became colder. But no one dared to go into the ring again, and as the night passed, the scorching sun climbed over the other side of the hill and sprinkled its light on the earth. The originally somewhat gloomy, damp town slowly shrouded in a faint golden light.

Under the light of the light, people found that the blood stains on the body of the previous man on the ring had slowly dried up. But around him, more than a dozen corpses were added.

And he sat cross-legged in the center, and the blood at the corners of his garment was dry. The sword in his hand was already bent, and his eyes were closed. It was as if he was falling asleep......

"Give back my eldest brother......'s life!"

The natives who lived in this town saw that the powerful and high masters were once again desperately rushing towards the terrible ring.

However, in the blink of an eye, he was stabbed through the chest by the boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

Blood bursts out, and blood-colored flowers bloom in the sun.

In the face of death and blood, there are still countless people who come forward and follow suit.

Soon, children from ordinary families were not allowed to leave the house by their parents.

Every day and night, the screams and screams that came from the central square were like the ghost roar of the night, and everyone was terrified.

"Who else!"

Through the window, people watched as the boy sitting in the square stood up, his deformed sword, and looked around. The number of people gathered around the center of the square has increased rather than decreased!

After these few days of fighting, the other cultivators walking in the misty forest rushed over one after another.

According to the rules, as long as this dual world, martial artists whose strength is still at the level of a great grandmaster are qualified to go to the ring to attack that young man.

But for those mortals who were lucky enough to be born in the double world, why were those terrible gurus so stupid? The boy was so powerful that sometimes he could kill these powerful masters with a single move once in a while. But so, the people who went to the ring were still rushing forward and one after another.

Finally, on the fifth day, someone could already hurt the boy.

A swordsman paid with his own life, leaving a wound in the young man's left shoulder.

Over time, under the blows of those powerful gurus. More than forty people died in the ring!

The stench of corpses spread throughout the town, and greedy crows rose and fell, pecking at the corpses of those who died in the square. More and more demonic beasts appeared, and they were attracted by the strong smell of blood.

On the sixth day, the boy had a tenth wound on his body. On the sixth day, when the sky was about to darken, the boy added more than a dozen more paths to his body.

But in order to leave these wounds, more than a dozen lives died in the ring.

On the seventh day, the people gathered around the town were already crowded, as many as a thousand.

These days, the name of "Shura" has not gone away. There are hundreds of corpses piled up in the square, but the last year on the stage is still in good spirits, but it is different from before. The strength of these cultivators who came out of the depths of the Misty Forbidden Forest was far beyond those who had come before them.

If the strength of those people before was only enough to leave a wound for the boy, but the next people brought a threat to the boy.

(End of chapter)