Looking at the old face of Master Jinghai on the stage, the audience on the stage was dissatisfied,

"How could it be an old woman! Where is that young girl?"

"That's it, who is that old guy!"

"Where's that girl from before?"

"Isn't this cheating?

"The referee ruled that she lost!

"It's just disgusting!"

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"Sure enough, it's not a person!" Seeing Master Jinghai on the stage, Fei Yan confirmed his thoughts, when he was wrong with this old man just now, he thought about making a move, but when he thought that it was related to Qin Xiaochuan, he stopped again, but after seeing the true face of the masked player, Fei Yan was sure that this old man and the girl before were not alone at all.

Staring at the necromantic sword in front of him, Master Jinghai's breath became a little short, and after taking two deep breaths, Master Jinghai stabilized his rapid breath, this necromantic sword is really different, not only in speed and body to catch up with himself, but also the angle of the knife is very tricky, if you don't dodge it in time, this knife may cut off your ears.

"Wait a minute, referee, I have something to say," After calling Miss Xingmeng to his side, the Necromantic Sword took the microphone in Miss Xingmeng's hand and complained to the audience, "I think everyone can see it very clearly, this masked player on the stage is not the same person as the young masked woman we saw before! If the people of Qin Xiaochuan's team take advantage of the opportunity to cover their faces, they can change people as much as they want, right!?" If it's not right, isn't it too hateful, and may I ask the referee, is it against the rules of the game to do so!?"

Hearing the Necromantic Sword's complaint, Miss Xingmeng took the microphone handed back by the Necromantic Sword and quickly answered, " According to the rules of the conference, only when a member of the team dies or disappears, a substitute player is allowed to play, but the players of Qin Xiaochuan's team are not dead, that is to say, if the substitute player on the stage wants to play, he must take out the body of the girl before, so as to prove that Qin Xiaochuan's teammates are dead, and the current masked player can play as a substitute. ”

"yes, isn't that a pit man?"

"Isn't that a violation of the rules of the game?"

"Hurry up and decide that the people of Qin Xiaochuan's team lose!"

"They're cheating!"

"Using the loopholes of the mask to replace people is simply too scheming!"

"Hurry up and decide that they lose!

"yes, they're cheating!"

"It's a violation of the rules of the game!"

"They should be sentenced to death!"

"You can't just let them go!"

"They're taking advantage of the masked loophole to send multiple people to match!"

"It's disgusting!"

"Death sentence!"

"Death penalty!"

"Death penalty!"

"Death penalty!"

"Death penalty!"

"Death penalty!"

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"This..." Hearing the referee's explanation, the audience was in an uproar, and the call for the masked contestants was getting louder and louder, Miss Xingmeng standing on the stage was a little overwhelmed by the out-of-control audience in the audience, at this moment, the loudspeaker in the arena began to broadcast again, and a beautiful female voice came out from the loudspeaker, "Please keep quiet! Please keep quiet! Regarding the oolong incident on the stage, after the consultation of the organizing committee, it was unanimously decided that the game would continue as usual..."

"What! It's going on as usual! Did the guys from the organizing committee take the wrong medicine?"

"yes, if it's not cheating, what is cheating!"

"What did the woman say?"

"We're going to explain!"

"We don't agree with this decision!"

"That's it!

"We don't agree!"

"Give us a reasonable explanation!"

"We're going to explain!"

"Explain!"

"Explain!"

"Explain!"

"Explain!"

"Explain!"

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"Please be quiet, Mr. Sikong Lang next to me will explain to you why the decision should be continued..."

"Hey, hey..." After taking the microphone, Sikong Lang patted the microphone with his hand, tried the sound, and then looked at Master Jinghai below and explained to the audience, "Why do you say that, because when I played with that person from Team G before, that young girl and the wrinkled face and old guy that everyone saw on the field now are the same person······"

"The same person?!"

"How is that possible!?"

"That woman is so young!"

"Yes!

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"As the successor of the Spiritual Light Fluctuation Fist, the spiritual power in the body will be exerted to the extreme, and the cells of the body will be temporarily activated and the body will return to the best state, so the young woman you saw before is the same person as the old person in front of you, am I talking about it?

"Master Jinghai!"

"That human psychic!"

"That's it!"

"It is said that Master Jinghai is over ninety years old!"

"No wonder you look so old!"

"It's her!"

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"It turned out to be the famous Master Jinghai! Hearing Sikong Lang's explanation, the Necromantic Sword didn't entangle too much, Sikong Lang's words must be wrong, and he didn't need to lie to himself and the audience, looking at Master Jinghai in front of him, the Necromantic Sword's expression became serious, and he pulled the handle of the long sword, and a ball of strip-like muscles that was stretched out was pulled out by the Necromantic Sword from between the two handles, and the wriggling tendons in the middle twisted together, forming one or three skull-shaped objects that slowly condensed in the middle of the constantly wriggling tendons, making a sound like a ghost crying, "After killing you, my reputation among the monsters will be even greater, and the purpose of this trip will be achieved!

Saying that, the Necromantic Sword turned the long knife in his hand, "This is the dark prop Ghost Crying Knife specially customized for me by the overlord, as a death scythe that can hook the soul, this knife has absorbed the grievances of countless resentful spirits, and it can be regarded as worthy of you when it is used to send you on the road!"

The demonic energy emitted from this knife is greater than the demonic energy on the body of the necromantic sword, feeling the demonic aura emitted from the long knife in the hand of the necromantic sword, Master Jinghai secretly calculated in his heart, all the spiritual qi on his body can also send out three spiritual pills together, if it is on the stage, one shot cannot be wasted, since it has been seen by Sikong Lang, all the spiritual energy will be used on his body next, since he was separated from him fifty years ago, this evil fate will eventually have to be faced again, if he does not solve it face to face with him, he will not let go of himself, but how to fight this guy in front of himIt looks like this guy's demonic spirit is not weak.

"Let's see the move!" said the Necromantic Sword, holding the spinning long knife in the palm of his hand, the tip of the sword pointing downward, drawing a beautiful circle around his body and preparing to strike.

On the path in the woods, Zhang Yang and Feixue walked towards the new arena, these two arenas are located at the two extremes of the north and south of this island, looking at the trail in front of him, Fan Fan couldn't help but ask, "Are you there, Zhang Yang?"

"It's almost there, it's ahead!"

"It's been so long, our team won't lose, right?"

"How could it be! Feiyan, that kid is full of energy, he can't lose!"

Hearing Zhang Yang mention Fei Yan, Fei Xue also asked Zhang Yang who was walking side by side with him next to him, "Are you talking about the gentleman who doesn't like to talk? Although he looks fierce, he can always feel a trace of warmth in his eyes." ”

"What kind of warm breath, it's not just facial paralysis, that guy is fierce, you must not go near him, Miss Feixue, that guy is fierce and will bite! You must stay away from him!"

"Zhang Yang! What are you talking about, even if that's the case, you can't say that about other people, it's rude!"

"Yes, I think so" Hearing Xia Dan defend Fei Yan, Fei Xue also agreed, although he didn't talk to the little brother who was always wearing a black robe, but he could always feel a warm and familiar breath from him, this feeling was indescribable, as if he had seen him before, it was really strange.

"Even then, it's better not to get close to him, he's been angry lately, in case any of you accidentally offend him..."

"Zhang Yang, how can you say that, you don't know that Feiyan is Feixue..." Speaking of this, Xia Dan seemed to suddenly think of something, and was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth, it was just too hanging, just now he almost said the relationship between Fei Yan and Fei Xue, "If you don't want to live, you can say it", thinking of Fei Yan's suggestive words, Xia Dan laughed awkwardly, and waved his hand at Fei Xue and Zhang Yang, who were looking at him, "It's nothing, it's a teammate, didn't Fei Yan run to save you before, Fei Xue, Fei Yan is a member of Qin Xiaochuan and Zhang Yang's team, haha... Hahaha·· Haha..."

"Huh!? The person sleeping under the tree over there seems to be Qin Xiaochuan!"

Just as the three of them were talking while walking, Sister Jingchu seemed to suddenly sense something, walked to the side of the road to separate the blocked bushes, and found Qin Xiaochuan sleeping under the tree, this guy was sleeping with his head resting on the raised tree roots, it seemed that he was sleeping very deeply, and this guy's body was covered with blood, I don't know how he got it, or he was left by fighting with someone.

After separating the bushes, everyone stepped forward, shook Qin Xiaochuan's arm, and called out a few times, but this guy seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was no reaction at all, seeing that Qin Xiaochuan did not react, everyone worked together to help him up, and he was about to leave here to watch the game, and he couldn't just throw him to the side of the road, and this guy slept to death, in case he met a female hooligan or a pervert or something, it was too dangerous.