In the Land of Silent Water, the laws that have a binding effect on the behavior of others cannot play their due role in this arena.

If it weren't for the recognition of the game, even if it was bloody, scarred and bloody, no one would stop it! Because all the people here are people who have voluntarily signed life and death certificates!

Staying up to this point is not an extraordinary ability, and it is difficult to do. This is the identity of the elite class, and the last battle that cannot be bought.

That level is just a ticket to participation, not a pass to success.

Moreover, there is no real talent to learn, and they all leave here with each other. No one will lose their lives easily!

What about the golden branches and jade leaves, in their own world, all people are supporting roles, and they are not as important as themselves, and the most important thing is to keep themselves, which is originally in line with common sense.

In other words, those who stay are the ones who will be "ruthless" and compete for the position of "donkey"!

At this time, it is not so important what motive has come to this point. No one will make concessions, even for their own sake.

Ye Qingli smiled, at the moment when the distant bell just rang, she, who had been waiting for an opportunity, jumped up quickly.

The body is light, like a sea blue butterfly, shuttling from the flat ground, and in an instant, it suddenly soars from the vast land to the sky.

The sky is a clear blue, and this petite figure is a rich blue.

Before everyone had time to react, Ye Qingli was already in mid-air, and he could be called a ghostly figure.

The first thing they saw was not such a rich sea blue, but the flash of light that followed the sound of the bell.

Ye Qingli swung vigorously in his hand, and the golden long sword deflected in a large arc, reflecting light and shadow, and met the eyes of a trance.

The dark gold pattern on it is clearly presented in the eyes of everyone, and it is not clear to distinguish it, so as to make it even more mysterious.

When Ye Qingli was turning the golden sword, the blazing sunlight reflected and the dazzling colors shone!

It was at this time that just about to make a move, a player who was secretly locked by Ye Qingli only felt a flash of gold, and the moment the dizziness came, the sword that was blazing hot and was already far higher than the body temperature of the human body was already against the player's neck.

It's obviously a fiery temperature, but the coolness in my heart is accumulating more and more!

The frustration and dismay, choked by fate, were clearly transmitted when the sword almost sealed the throat.

If he had gone one more point, he would have almost certainly had the golden sword of clay cut his throat, and it would have been his warm head that would have rolled to the ground!

He almost subconsciously resisted, but when he encountered Ye Qingli's long sword touching his skin one inch deeper, and the pain came over, he was clear enough to understand the current situation!

He lost!

He had just started this match, and he had already been kicked out of the battle before he even had time to use his hidden tricks.

And now he is still alive, completely because the other party did not kill him.

The blood spilling from the neck is the evidence.

He has no way to resist!

Even if you are unwilling, you have to admit that you are indeed inferior to others.

He really didn't see clearly when the little boy in front of him made his move.