The old man knew that his time of death was coming, but he did not regret it at all.

Every cultivator who hides in the body of a person who kills will have such a day, but he did not expect his fate to come so quickly.

die

There was nothing to be afraid of, he had killed many cultivators in cold blood.

Some practitioners deserve to die, while others are innocent.

The people who can come to the killing capital may be forced to do so out of desperation or have their own goals.

Every practitioner is in the killing capital,

They all know that they will be the target of hunting, and that being killed or killed is their destination.

Looking at this group of menacing cultivators, there was not the slightest wave on the face of the old man.

He knew that he would die eventually, and there was nothing to be afraid of dying.

He's thought of many ways to die,

He had also imagined the scene of his death, and each of them had been rehearsed many times in his mind.

Death isn't actually terrible,

What's really scary is when you know you're going to die, but you can't change anything.

Life goes on and on, and you can't change anything.

Waiting for death is also an extremely painful thing,

You know you're going to die, but the process of waiting will break you.

This is a pale-eyed, fierce, feminine man, whom the old man knows him.

Although he did not know the origin of this man,

But he knew that this feminine man was no match for him.

The other cultivators didn't make a move.

Only the feminine man intervened, and he slowly drew a narrow scimitar.

From the narrow scimitar, you can see the extraordinary nature of this knife,

The old man took a deep breath, and he raised the iron crutch in his hand.

The feminine man waved the scimitar in his hand,

The blade sliced through the void, shattering the iron crutch in his hand.

A brilliant sword light kept expanding in the eyes of the old man.

His body was annihilated by that brilliant sword, which could break mountains and split the ground.

subsequently

The neck of the old man was cold, and an old head was thrown high, and blood splashed up.

The feminine man flicked his left hand, and a mysterious runic light shrouded the tossed head.

Before the old man's primordial spirit could come out, the rune light wrapped his head.

Yuan Shen is not dead, and he is naturally not a real death.

The feminine man opened his fingers and sucked in, and the tossed head was absorbed between his fingers.

The old man's primordial spirit also fell into a coma among those five fingers.

The feminine man did not rush to kill him completely, but carried his head in the direction of the gladiatorial arena.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank slightly,

He naturally saw that Geng Liqiu was holding the head of the old man in his hand, and he also knew that the old man's spirit had not been completely killed.

Geng Liqiu's defiant gaze was in full view of him, and he knew that Geng Liqiu was threatening him.

The old man did not die, but his head was cut off, and his primordial spirit was also controlled.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that Geng Liqiu was threatening him, so that he could throw a mouse trap.

Looking at Geng Liqiu's provocative gaze, Ding Xiaoyi's heart swelled with monstrous anger.

He didn't expect that Geng Liqiu's despicability and shamelessness were beyond his imagination.

Then, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes turned,

In the room, he saw a pale, bloodless face.

It was a feminine young man standing behind Geng Liqiu.

He saw the feminine young man carrying a bloodstained scimitar,

The scimitar was narrow and long

Like a crescent moon, it gives him a familiar feeling.

It was the Fusang war sword, he met Fusang Wuxiu when he was on the Taigu battlefield, and he had seen this kind of weapon.

That feminine young man was also from Fusang, and he had known Geng Liqiu's identity for a long time, but he didn't expect that there would be Fusang martial arts cultivation in the imperial capital.

The young man saw that Ding Xiaoyi's gaze fell on him, and he made a throat-cutting motion with his left hand, and his behavior was even more rampant.

"Geng Liqiu, get up",

Ding Xiaoyi only felt a rush of blood to his head, and he shouted loudly.

His shout resounded through the entire gladiatorial arena like spring thunder, and everyone had not yet reacted.

That angry shout covered the noisy sound, and for a while, only Ding Xiaoyi's angry shout like spring thunder was heard in the entire gladiatorial arena.

[In view of the general environment,

"No, this new king of battles is going to duel with the king of Geng Zhan, this is too incredible, right?"

The spectators around the arena looked at the angry boy in amazement, they didn't expect the boy to be so bold.

directly scolded Geng Liqiu, and for a while, everyone's eyes showed high fighting intent.

A wave of difficulty is unsettled, but it is a wave after a wave,......

Ding Xiaoyi also knew how many days the battle had been, although he was physically and mentally exhausted.

But when he saw Geng Liqiu holding the head of the old man with an iron crutch in his hand, he knew that this battle had begun.

The decisive battle between him and Geng Liqiu has begun, and the contest between them has already begun from the beginning.

Ding Xiaoyi's anger flew up, he stood in the gladiatorial arena,

His gaze fell on a private room outside the gladiatorial arena, and a gloomy face was reflected in the transparent forbidden talisman array.

That was Geng Liqiu's ugly face, and he looked coldly at the angry Ding Xiaoyi.

"There's a good show to watch now, King Geng Zhan was actually provoked by the new King of Hundred Battles, and the battle between the old and new King of Hundred Battles is about to begin."

Someone couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"Yes, it's inevitable that there will be a battle between dragons and tigers, and I don't know which of the two great war kings is stronger." Someone couldn't help but say excitedly.

"Do you want to bet on the unscrupulous old man, I'll bet on Geng Zhanwang to win."

Someone immediately made a suggestion, while others pondered for a moment.

Some people watched and watched, while others shouted loudly.

With Ding Xiaoyi's shout, the atmosphere outside the gladiatorial arena suddenly rose.

What will be the outcome of the collision of the old and new war kings, they are looking forward to it and curious.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words full of endless anger and domineering, the audience was even more interested.

They were looking forward to the battle between the old and new war kings, who would be able to crown the killing capital, ancient and modern.

"Sister Xue, which of them do you think will win?" The ancient elf raised a pair of clear and innocent eyes and asked Xue Ningsheng, who was frowning,

Xue Ningsheng bowed her head and was silent, she was in a private room in the stands, she naturally didn't know that Geng Liqiu was still carrying a head in her hand.

She felt Ding Xiaoyi's endless anger,

Although she had doubts, she understood that Ding Xiaoyi would not act so recklessly.

She didn't know what was going on, and she didn't expect that Ding Xiaoyi would directly challenge Geng Liqiu, and he was decisive and domineering.

"Ding Xiaoyi will win", Xue Ningsheng slowly raised his head, and then said confidently to the ancient elf.

Hearing Xue Ningsheng's firm and confident words, a smile as clear as spring water appeared on the Gu Elf's face.

That smile was like a peach blossom in full bloom, and her face still had that childish flush, even Xue Ningshang was stupid for a while.

"I think so too, Ding Gongzi will definitely win."

The smile on the face of the ancient elf grew stronger and stronger,

There was no impurity in her clear eyes, and her trust in Ding Xiaoyi seemed to have surpassed her master.

"Ding Xiaoyi, you just want to find death like this, I will fulfill you." Geng Liqiu's face was not very good-looking, and his loud shout resounded throughout the gladiatorial arena.

As soon as his words fell, he tore his hand, and the space was torn open by him.

The next moment,

His figure disappeared suddenly,

When he reappeared, he was already in the arena.

"Geng Liqiu, you are really obedient, tell you to get up, and you will get up." Ding Xiaoyi held back the anger in his chest, and he stared coldly at Geng Liqiu and mocked.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's ridicule, the cold and ruthless gaze in Geng Liqiu's eyes flickered.

The old head in his hand suddenly exploded with a "bang".

"Bang" ,......

I saw the head in Geng Liqiu's hand suddenly burst open.

A streamer of light shot out from the exploding skull, which was the primordial spirit of the old man with iron crutches.

Geng Liqiu flicked his sleeves, and the old man's spirit was tightly grasped in his palm.

"In this killing capital, killing is the only way to go. If you want to blame it, blame you for having no eyes, since you chose to help Ding Xiaoyi, you must have the consciousness of being killed."

Geng Liqiu's face became gloomy and distorted, and his hideous expression was terrifying.

Tightly,

Geng Liqiu opened his mouth and sucked it, and forcibly sucked the old man's Yuan Shen into his mouth.

Ding Xiaoyi wanted to save the old man's Yuanshen, but it was too late.

Geng Liqiu devoured the old man's primordial spirit into his belly in front of him.