Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Real Killing

"Forty-four years ago, what a glorious period the Holy Dragon Sect was, in the Battle of the Cloud Peak, the Water Moon Dao Sect Master single-handedly repelled ten thousand enemies and led the Holy Dragon Sect to enter the top three for the first time in history, what is magnificent!"

"Yes, now the younger generations are no longer brave and brave. ”

The old man sighed and said to the juniors: "You have to remember that these peaceful years were bought by many ancestors with blood, and they were not easy to come by, and they should be cherished!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, five masters came from afar, from left to right, they were the five elders of Water Moon Night, Water Moon Dance, Water Moon Tilt, Water Moon City, and Water Moon Music!

"What the predecessors said is very true, although the wind and waves are calm now, but the dark tide is turbulent, as the future of the Holy Dragon Sect, you must always be vigilant and dedicate your own strength to the Holy Dragon Sect!"

The five elders actually bowed to the old man, and this move was seen by everyone, and they were all surprised!

"Is this old man very big, my Holy Dragon Sect Master's eldest nephew is not convinced!"

"Now that the elders are here, I'm a little nervous. ”

"We must do our best to live up to the expectations of the elders!"

This group of young people watched the elders come to watch, and they all cheered up twelve times their spirits, and they were bound to get a good ranking!

Xiang Sheng looked in the direction of Elder Shui Yuele, she stood silently in the air, just looking at the front with an expressionless face, and did not deliberately search for her disciples, it seemed that she did not take Xiang Sheng and them to heart at all.

The other four elders talked to each other with smiling faces, pointing out and praising their disciples, which was in stark contrast to Elder Shui Yuele.

The old man's strong voice resounded in the air, and said: "This time the Dragon Knight Camp Five Supreme Tournament has officially begun! Six hours is the limit, and those who have not yet decided the winner after the time limit will be eliminated!"

"What? There's still a time limit? I still want to keep running, huh!"

A dragon knight was decapitated by a dragon knight next to him before he could finish speaking!

This......

When the people around you see the hairs standing on end, they say that they can give up the game, but sometimes you will be killed without even saying that you have given up!

"You can kill as much as you want, our Holy Dragon Sect doesn't want waste!"

The old man said lightly, and then he leaned his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of the enchantment.

Above his head, it can be said that the flames of war are everywhere, and all kinds of techniques are bombarded wildly, but he ignores them!

At this time, only Xiang Sheng stayed where he was, and many first-order dragon knights had already made up his mind.

"Kill that weak man first! He doesn't even have a dragon, it's just a human head for nothing!"

The first to start Xiang Sheng's idea was a disciple from Elder Shui Yuele's sect, and he was also Xiang Sheng's fellow senior brother!

Twenty or thirty of them swooped down together, trying to grab Xiang Sheng's head with the sword in their hands!

"Die obediently!"

Twenty or thirty flying dragons spit out a sea of fire, which was about to spray Xiang Sheng into ashes!

"Hahaha...... I can't even shout for help, it's rubbish!"

"No, big brother, look, this kid is flying up!"

Xiang Sheng, who was surrounded by a sea of fire, smiled slightly, this little flame is really not enough to tickle, he has bathed in the sea of fire in Huangquan, what fire can hurt him?

"Die, brothers!"

Xiang Sheng held the black sword in his hand and pronounced judgment on them like a grim reaper.

Then in the blink of an eye, dozens of people turned into dust, and there was not even scum left!

"How can this be!

Seeing that the fellow brothers were killed, the other brothers flew over one after another to confront Xiang Sheng!

"You actually killed your fellow senior brother, what a big courage! I will kill you today, a son of evil, and do the right thing for heaven!"

They thought they were standing on the highest point of morality, and they even spoke to Xiang Sheng in a commanding tone.

"What a joke!"

Xiang Sheng said with a smile, his eyes were sharp, and the murderous aura that had been absent for a long time passed from the black sword to his body again, and he sealed it with one hand, and the four-colored light cluster shrouded the black sword!

Speak slowly: "You have seen the blood calamity!"

The dozens of people in the air saw Xiang Sheng gloomy, and they actually felt a sense of fear, although they had never experienced war, but they often hunted demonic beasts on weekdays, how could they start to be afraid of the young man in front of them?

"Stinky boy, you're dying!"

Before the words fell, an extremely shocking thing happened!

Their heads fell without warning!

It's like a blood flower falling in the air, dyeing everyone's eyes red!

"How is that possible? What do you see?"

"I seem to see that Elder Shuiyuele's disciples are all dead!"

"Who killed him? Why didn't you see anything, could it be that he killed people in the air! It's terrible!"

The dragon knights who were close to Xiang Sheng were hundreds of meters away, and this evil way of dying deeply frightened them.

Xiang Sheng deliberately aimed at Elder Shui Yuele, and found that Elder Shui Yuele was indifferent at all, and he didn't even look at her dead disciple, so he was completely relieved!

Then, the real killing is next!