Dai Mubai had to admit that he was in trouble.

I thought that it would take a lot of effort to solve the two White Ring Soul Venerables whose soul power levels were lower than their own, but it turned out to be otherwise.

The strength of these two people is indeed a little weaker, but their lifeless posture and the attacks that come towards Dai Mubai's vital point every time make Dai Mubai restrain his hands.

It's not that Dai Mubai doesn't dare to kill, he still has so many lives in his hands, and the Star Luo Royal, a family known for its iron-blooded cruelty, has also cultivated him in a targeted manner.

- Because it's just a game, you can't kill people.

But just hurting the opponent can't make the opponent stop the offensive, at least he hasn't found a chance to make the opponent completely fall to the ground now.

The wounds on the two members of the Zuan team are very indicative of the fact that ordinary injuries and attacks can't make these two outlaws give up.

"Boom!" Another ferocious and incomparable punch slammed into the opponent's chest with a knife soul master.

The other party snorted and took a few steps backwards, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then rushed straight again.

"These two guys are really planning to fight to the death!"

Dai Mubai became even more irritable.

"Do you really want to die?!

"Aren't you afraid that I'll really kill you!!

Then the sword soul master in front of him actually laughed.

"Haha...... Die? Am I afraid of death? Do you see the look on my face? Do you see my body trembling? That's right, I'm afraid of death, of course I'm afraid of death!

"But, you seem to be more afraid of death than we are?!"

Dai Mubai was shocked to realize that his hands and feet.

- Trembling.

Trembling because the other party is not afraid of death, trembling because of the fear that the other party will put him to death!

Trembling with memories!

Of course he was afraid of death, he was really afraid of death.

Countless images popped up in his mind.

Images that have all happened, or have happened:

When he awakened the martial soul at the age of six, his father looked at the soul power crystal with coldness, and his mother's pleading;

When he competed for the first time at the age of eight, Davis had no brotherly affection and wanted to tear him apart;

At the age of ten, he ignored the pleading and fear of the little eunuch and broke the neck of this man who had grown up with him and had great feelings.

Because his father, Dai Tianfeng, stood behind him.

……

He understands what death is, which is why he is afraid of it.

It's not about parting, about loss, it's just about fear of death itself.

However, this is on the field, and he is not like the actor in the storybook, suddenly enlightened, or abandoned his fear, and became powerful.

Because reality is not a script.

The opponent's blade swooped in again, with no fear in his eyes, but with a kind of crazy pleasure.

Where the White Tiger Martial Soul comes from, the soul masters who have a little bit of knowledge know it.

The White Tiger Soul Master who appeared in the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire can roughly guess the meaning of eight or nine.

So it's a battle with clear means from the very beginning, planned madness.

No matter how much Dai Mubai trembled, he couldn't wait to be slashed, his right hand instantly grabbed the wrist of the other party holding the knife, and pulled it hard, pulling the other party away.

When the other party's back appeared in front of him, he hugged his right arm and strangled the other party's neck.

At the same time, the left hand tightly grasps the opponent's hand holding the knife.

Treat this kind of madman and can't kill him, and the attacks that are usually enough to make people fall to the ground are useless to him, Dai Mubai chose to suffocate him.

Then, as he endured the elbow blow, he quickly leaned back, dodging the spear that stabbed him from the right.

"Whoa!"

The feeling of a foreign body protruding into the abdominal cavity made Dai Mubai feel dazed, and after the confusion, there was severe pain!

"Ahhh......h

The screams will be watched instantly

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

"Hiss~"

A gasp instantly sounded in the Fighting Soul Arena.

I've seen it ruthless, but I've never seen it so ruthless.

Dai Mubai's state can only be described in one way, slaughtering pigs is like that, it's just a horizontal knife.

The soul master with the knife was no better, and was almost beheaded.

If these two people are not taken care of, they will not live long.

"Stoppage!" The referee in the air let out a loud shout, and at the same time, Contra's coercion poured down, causing both sides to stop moving.

Normal fighting spirits have this kind of fatal situation, and it is impossible to put two teams to finish.

The paladins under the ring also kept an eye on the situation in the ring, and before the referee called a timeout, eight paladins had already rushed to the ring.

Four of the paladins were in charge of hanging the lives of two of them, and the remaining four were carrying two of them out of the ring.

Obviously, this kind of fatal injury, the paladins were also a little numb, and after a few exchanges, they lifted the two of them again, walked into the player's passage, and went to find foreign help.

The referee in the air breathed a sigh of relief, if he really wanted to make a fuss, his face would be embarrassed.

"Referee, the Zuan team has broken the rules, and the juniors ask for them to be judged lost!"

Before the referee's mood was relieved, Tang San in the ring suddenly opened his hand.

The referee felt that his head hurt again, and the Zuan team's behavior was right, the rules of the competition were there, and no human lives were allowed, which was almost equivalent to asking everyone not to kill them.

If you want to say it wrong, the person who did it is also dying.

Fortunately, his entanglement did not last for a few breaths, and the girl's voice sounding in the special soul guide in his ears helped him make a decision.

"The game continues!"

"Referee, I protest!" Tang San would protest as a matter of course.

"Why?"

"They broke the rules of the tournament and died!"

"Has anyone died?"

Tang San shut up, he still believed that he had seen too much about the treatment of paladins in the past month.

"Still have questions? No problem, the game continues!"

The referee glanced at the little clown, whom he hated and the bosses behind the scenes, ignored the guy's protests and coldly announced that the game would continue.

Even if Tang San really had a problem, he could come back.

Tang San didn't say anything anymore, and the disgust in the referee's eyes was almost visible to the naked eye.

No one thinks there's anything wrong with a referee being disgusted, it's human nature to hate ugliness.

Not to mention, he Tang San can't talk about any spiritual beauty.

Although he tried to prove to everyone that he had a beautiful heart, the result was often an even more disgusting gaze.

Since the referee's attitude could not be changed, Tang San had to return his eyes to the ring, and now he was the only one left in the Lanba team, and there were three people left in the Zuan team.

"Rubbish! Two pieces of waste!"

Tang San could only scold angrily in his heart.

Zhu Zhuqing barely eliminated the opponent's wild boar martial soul master before he was grabbed by the opponent's keen attack soul master and rolled out of the ring.

Dai Mubai is Tang San really didn't expect that not only was none of them eliminated, but they were also killed by the other party!

It's just out of the ordinary!

His Soul Sect looks like a fake!