Chapter 167: Massacre
With Yan Pingzhi's words, the quiet venue became noisy and noisy again. One by one, the figures left their seats, climbed on the high platform, some jumped up, some seemed to have light skills, dragonflies and water, step by step, some people seemed to be immortals descending, and the royal things went up, it was simply eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, and ascending the high platform of more than three meters.
There are no rewards for this competition. But everyone knows that the martial arts conference is held once every five years, and the opportunity is rare, and through this kind of competition, you can not only improve your knowledge, but also improve your own strength, the same ...... If you perform well, you can be selected by major families, such as the Earth Clan, the Heavenly Clan, the Medicine King Valley, and the Heavenly King Palace.
And, if you perform well, you can also join the Donghaezhou Martial Arts Association! Once you join these families and forces, their martial arts path will be twice as effective with half the effort!
Even if you can't join, it doesn't hurt to participate. So, just by taking the stage, many people have already begun to do their best to show themselves!
On the spacious competition platform, thousands of people have gathered. Nearly half of the people who participated in the martial arts tournament climbed the competition platform.
"Knock knock knock!" With the sound of several drums. Without any nonsense, the smash brawl, it's on!
Suddenly, there was chaos and noise on and off the stage, and at the beginning, some people kept falling from the competition platform, and some felt powerless and raised the white flag.
In the martial arts world, there is no point to say that there is no point to win, and in less than three minutes, one person was stopped and cut off, and blood and internal organs came out together, bloody and pungent, shocking.
But most of the people in the audience didn't react much. This is the case in the martial arts world. The winner is the king, the loser is Kou, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life.
Of course, watching death and actually facing it are two different things. Being in the center of the whirlpool, experiencing it is a completely different feeling, one after another people have fallen, losing their lives, and many people are still afraid, one after another white flags are raised, and then jump off the competition platform to give up the competition.
For the rest, continue to compare! In less than five minutes, nearly half of the thousands of people have been eliminated, and the competition has become white-hot and more intense, and some people who have performed well have also begun to fall into the eyes of major families at this time.
"Huh?" In the scuffle, Ip Mantian noticed a person. A young man. Twenty-eight nine, less than thirty.
He had a sword in his hand. Every time he struck a sword, someone would die under his sword. The sword was fast, and those who faced him did not even have a chance to surrender.
This person is decisive, ruthless, kills without blinking, and faces the enemy, just like chopping melons and vegetables, very relaxed, his face does not change, and he even kicks one hand in his pocket!
When Ye Wentian looked at him, there happened to be three people united and rushed towards him.
"Brush!" A white light flashed. The bodies of the three people coagulated on the spot, and then fell to the ground, and blood flowed from their chests, and a deep visible bone was visible, and the wound on the heart was shocking.
After killing three people, he was still calm. There is no pity, hesitation, or anything like that. When others compete, they will have some affection, and they will use all kinds of means to kill people and see blood when the battle is white-hot.
And he doesn't seem to have that idea at all. When you come out of the sword, you will see blood! If you use your sword, you will kill! Not only Ye Wentian noticed him, but many bigwigs in the audience also noticed his situation!
"The ability is there, but the shot is too ruthless." Tu Hong frowned slightly. I always felt that this person was a little familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while.
Yan Pingzhi said: "Martial artists are like this, King Canghai, this road is originally cruel, isn't it?" Unlike when you want to govern the entire East China Sea, the things you pursue are also different, and I think he's not bad with jet lag. ”
"Check what his name is." Anyone who signs up for the stage must leave their name, or name.
Yan Pingzhi sent a message, and the person in charge of registration behind him checked it. It didn't take long. The person's name appeared on Yan Pingzhi's phone.
Not the name to be exact. It's a name. Slaughter! Simple, but full of violent and bloody two words!
"Massacre?" Tu Hong was a little puzzled, and with some familiarity, he couldn't help but doubt: "Could it be that I am from the Tu family?" The thought just came to mind.
Tu Hong vetoed it. Not a butcher. His heart, breath, appearance, etc., are all very different from the Tu family.
Although Tu Hong is somewhat familiar, it is definitely not the kind of familiarity with future generations, but a sense of déjà vu.
"Keep watching...... "In addition to this person named Massacre, there are several other people in the crowd who are extremely eye-catching, and they are all remembered by major families and forces.
Ten minutes over. Thousands of people fought in chaos, and in the end there were less than fifty people left! These fifty people, within ten minutes, can be selected from thousands of people, and they are naturally the best!
Next, fifty people were divided into five groups. Ten people in each group played against each other, and in the end, only five people remained!
"The five people will compete again in the end, and the first place will have the opportunity to directly join the martial arts association." Yan Pingzhi slowly said the rules.
"It doesn't have to be that much trouble." Who knows, his voice just fell. On the competition platform, the crowd and the slaughter stepped out, and his voice was indifferent: "No matter how you compare, the first place is mine, you don't have to engage in these twists and turns, ask them to go together." ”
"What?"
"Boy, you're a little too crazy!"
"Forty-nine of us together? One person can drown you with a mouthful of spit, can you bear it? ”
"That's it, don't pretend, follow the rules!"
"You're alone, can you?"
"Silly bird!"
The madness of the "......" slaughter instantly made others unhappy, frowning, accusing, and ridiculing.
"Boom!" A sword roared. Slaughter directly draw your sword and shoot! Regardless of whether the Donghaizhou Martial Arts Association agreed or not, without the slightest superfluous actions and words, he directly slashed at the one who scolded him for being a stupid bird.
In an instant, the heads of men were separated. That man didn't even have time to hide, just a sword qi killed him!
Slaughter was holding a sword, and his cold face had no emotion at all, like an emotionless killer, he glanced at them one by one: "My goal is to challenge the entire Donghai Continent Martial Arts Realm, as for you...... It's all rubbish, just stepping stones. He slowly raised his sword, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Yan Pingzhi, Tu Hong, and other strong people: "My opponents are them." The decisiveness of the slaughter surprised everyone, and frightened some of the people nearby into retreating again and again, but soon everyone came back to their senses and shouted loudly: "What a big breath! ”
"Who is he, dare to challenge our entire East China Sea Continent?"
"It's crazy, kill him!"
"How can Elder Yan and King Canghai be compared to each other? How old are you?! ”
"......" his arrogant words directly made everyone stand up, pointing at him, scolding and scolding,
"Guys, let's join forces and destroy him!" Of the remaining forty-eight people, one shouted loudly and took the lead!
He is a master who is about to enter the grandmaster level, he is already over sixty years old, although he is old, his strength should not be underestimated, and he is the first to strike on the spot when the words fall.
The rest of the crowd also moved at this moment! Warriors, everyone is different from ordinary people, they have their own pride, how can they bear to be insulted like this?
More than 40 people surrounded the slaughter, and all kinds of means were used to bombard and kill it!