"I warn you, don't tell me to drag the oil bottle anymore! Do you think I'm willing to come here and drag you back? I'm just an ordinary person, going to an ordinary school, living an ordinary life, I don't want to mix with you ordinary people, but I was brought in so inexplicably, and even more inexplicably participated in this ridiculous game, a game that treats my life like shit! Who am I messing with?" Bai Maxiao shouted helplessly, venting his dissatisfaction with the spiritual world buried behind the world he knew.

"What's the matter, oil bottle, don't you like the name? But aren't you just an oil bottle? What use do you have besides the blood that flows from your body? What use do you have besides being able to draw the kind of snow guide charm that pleases women? What other charm can you draw to help us now? Nothing! What can you do but drag us back? You are just a drag oil bottle, and you will be an old oil bottle after another hundred years of cultivation, and you will not be able to get rid of this title for the rest of your life!" Nie Jianfeng said several oil bottles provocatively, and his expression was full of contempt and disdain.

"What the are you ......" Bai Maxiao grabbed his collar angrily, but in the next second, he was quickly twisted by Nie Jianfeng and put his hand behind his back, Bai Maxiao felt the pain like a broken bone, and screamed "Wow".

"What's the matter, drag the oil bottle, isn't this a little bit of a problem? You really ......" Nie Jianfeng said mockingly, but before he finished speaking, Bai Ma Xiao turned over violently, rolled to the ground with Nie Jianfeng, grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Nie Jianfeng's face, and then pounced on Nie Jianfeng and beat him all the way.

Nie Jianfeng was blindfolded by this sudden attack, his eyes were also fascinated by the sand, and he began to fight in a panic, and the two of them were like children fighting, rolling on the ground, punching and kicking indiscriminately, without any rules.

"Don't fight, what's the point now? Stop fighting! Please, stop fighting!" Seeing the two of them like this, Tranquility on the side was overwhelmed with fright for a while, and could only cry, but she couldn't do anything, and a sense of helplessness welled up in her heart, and she sat on the ground, watching everything that happened in front of her.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been fighting, and they seemed to have released everything that had accumulated in their hearts, and as they fought, the two of them felt tired - to be precise, Bai Maxiao was tired, lying on his back on the ground and posing as a "big" character. Although Nie Jianfeng could still fight, he would not fight with a civilian who did not know martial arts at all, so he also sat down on the ground. And Serenity, as if she was tired of crying, buried her head in her knees and sat quietly.

The three sat and lay tiredly, and none of them spoke.

The atmosphere stiffened for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly, the ground beneath them began to shake.

Nie Jianfeng was the first to notice it, stood up and retreated a few meters, and found that only that small area was shaking, so he felt that something was wrong, and shouted, "Come out quickly!"

Tranquility ran away as she said, but Bai Maxiao was still lying on the ground with a dead face, shouting scoundrelly, "You mortals, feel my anger!"

Tranquility said tremblingly, "You're not going to beat him stupid, are you?"

"He's sober, but he's stupid. Nie Jianfeng sneered, rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed Bai Maxiao's arm and dragged him out.

At this moment, the ground collapsed, leaking out a three-meter square pit with three people inside.

One of the men, wearing windproof goggles and resembling a mole, scolded and said, "Grandma's, when they left, another team of people came, and they were grinding and chirping, and they almost suffocated Lao Tzu!"

The other two were also gasping for breath and seemed to have been holding back for a while.

"Nara Ragoro in the eleventh group, are you Japanese all good at pitching tents?" Nie Jianfeng said sarcastically.

Rat Goro laughed and said proudly, "What is the desert, even if it is the bottom of the sea, I can dig a camp out!"

The other kicked him and yelled, "Don't fucking pretend, get rid of these two first." ”

The third person in the pit was tied hand and foot, and his mouth was also taped, but he was not nervous, and there was not even a sound of struggle.

"Isn't that Mo Qi?" Bai Maxiao came to his senses, rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the girl who was tied up in the pit, at this time her head was full of sand and soil, and she was a little embarrassed, but she could still see her well-defined face.

Nie Jianfeng said, "It seems that your eleventh group has lost one person and it is not for nothing that you have captured a member of the first group, so why don't you kill her and stay by your side?"

"We can use her spiritual mastery, as long as her body is with us, she can't run!" Rat Goro said with a wicked smile, like the Japanese devil who caught the flower girl in the TV series.

Mo Qi rolled his eyes and looked at him with speechless contempt.

The other climbed up impatiently, "Don't be verbose, kill them, grab the supplies, your seventh group is also a lucky group, aren't you?"

"Gen Zhengxiong, I heard that you are a descendant of Gen Yijing?" Nie Jianfeng said.

Gen Masao smiled and said, "What? I can't wait to understand the power of 'Yoshitsune Uwakamaru'?"

"It's not likely, I'm just curious that the descendants of Japan's famous daimyo have fallen into such despicable ways as to kidnap hostages and use the hostages' abilities to win?"

"There is no one in the young eyes!" Gen Zhengxiong pulled out the *** on his waist, like an ancient Japanese samurai, and rushed towards Nie Jianfeng with a whoow scream.

Nie Jianfeng took out his sword and stabbed him into the heart extremely quickly. This sword was extremely fast and accurate, and Nie Jianfeng had been brewing for a long time, until the words just now provoked him to do it.

However, Yuan Zhengxiong quickly dodged and slashed at Nie Jianfeng. Nie Jianfeng poured all his attention into this thorn, and if he hit the stab, he won a complete victory, but at this time, if he missed the stab, he was full of flaws, and there was no way to dodge this knife, seeing that it slashed at his forehead, but it stayed three inches in front of his forehead and did not fall.

Tranquility reacted extremely quickly and tied Yuan Zhengxiong's knife with a ribbon, and Nie Jianfeng was only a few inches away from being in a different place.

"Girl, don't meddle. ”

"What do you mean by being nosy? I'm in the same group as him, how can I possibly watch him get killed?"

"There is a competition between samurai, and anyone who meddles is nosy, Nie Jianfeng, don't you want the dignity of a samurai?"

"Who cares about ...... now?"

"Tranquility, don't meddle. Nie Jianfeng interrupted her words and said solemnly, "I can solve it myself." ”

Tranquility nodded, she had always trusted him, and withdrew the ribbon. At this time, Rat Goro in the pit smiled and said, "Little sister, will you play with me for a while?"

Tranquility smiled exaggeratedly, "How do you want to play?"

Rat Goro jumped out of the pit and patted the dirt on his hands, and the two hands clapped together to make a clanging sound, and it turned out that he was wearing an iron claw on each hand, a claw that digged a pit like a mole.

"Rat Goro, you'd better stay quiet. Nie Jianfeng coldly warned, "Otherwise, I'll deal with you first." ”

Rat Goro laughed, "I thought you were going to say something, okay, I'll see how you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, touched his legs and shouted, "My legs! I can't feel my ......."

Nie Jianfeng didn't look back, and looked at Yuan Zhengxiong coldly, "I heard that your eyes can see the slowed down time, so you dodged my sword." But did you see that sword just now?"

Gen Zhengxiong broke out in a cold sweat, it was clear that this man didn't move just now, but Rat Goro had indeed been hit by the sword, and he didn't know what he was doing at all.

"Carving insect skills, you must be playing tricks!"

"Then you attack it, and I'll give you another chance. ”

Yuan Zhengxiong hesitated for a moment, and slashed his head with a fierce swing of the sword, which was blocked by Nie Jianfeng's horizontal sword, and at the moment when the swords intersected, Yuan Zhengxiong's eyes widened, and he only felt a tingling pain in his left leg, and then he couldn't feel its existence.

He collapsed to the ground, looking at his left leg intact, but just couldn't feel its presence, and he shouted in disbelief "Impossible, what did you do?!"

"Just a stab in your left leg. Why, haven't you seen this sword yet?" Nie Jianfeng said calmly, as if everything that had just happened was taken for granted.

However, this sword, including the sword of the hedger Goro, Bai Ma Xiao could see it clearly, just as he attacked Mo Qi, there was a "second Nie Jianfeng" appeared.

"Is this ghost swordsmanship? Japanese ghost swordsmanship? impossible, this is a legend at all......" Minamoto couldn't believe all this.

"I'm not interested in your Japanese ghost swordsmanship, it's Chinese swordsmanship, it's my spiritual art—spirit swordsmanship. Nie Jianfeng put away his sword and looked down at him, "So, next, what are you going to do with the sword you can't see?"

These two people are obviously unwilling to be killed by him in seconds, they are just underestimating the enemy, and now even if they lose their mobility, they are still not exhausted.

The two glanced at each other, and at this glance, the plan had been finalized.

Yuan Zhengxiong looked at Nie Jianfeng, and his tone did not have the panic just now, but was replaced by a fearless tone with the spirit of bushido, "Even if you don't have a leg, Gen Yijing's swordsmanship is not a wine bag rice bag!"

As soon as he finished his impassioned statement, two cracks emitting cyan light suddenly appeared on the yellow sandy ground, one extended to Nie Jianfeng's feet, and the other went straight to Tranquility's feet, as soon as the two of them noticed it, the blue light had poured out from their respective feet, and in the next second, the two fell into the yellow sand, and the dense yellow sand flooded their legs.

All this came too suddenly, it was obviously a crushing game, but it was suddenly overturned, Bai Ma Xiao sat down on the ground in shock, looked at the two people who seemed to be planted in the ground, and shouted dumbfounded: "What the hell!"

"Soil escape, dungeon technique. As if answering Hakumashio, Rat Goro proudly recited his spiritual skills.

This is different from Bai Mashio's cognition, it is obvious that the name is shouted first and then the move is made on TV, and such an attack without warning is really scary.

"This ...... What can I do?" In front of him, the two devils injured their legs, Ning Ning and Nie Jianfeng's lower bodies were buried in the sand, and Mo Qi was tied up into zongzi there, and it seemed that he was the only one who could move at this time.

Nie Jianfeng was not in danger, as if he had a plan in mind to deal with it, "The water is in your place, run away with the water! They can't catch up with you!"

Bai Ma Xiao didn't have time to think about it, the current form was complete obedience to the arrangement, he tightened the backpack on his body, turned around and ran.

Gen Zhengxiong looked at Nie Jianfeng, who couldn't move like him, and raised his sword above his head with a smile, "It's a fair duel between the samurai now, Nie Jun, make a move!"

Rat Goro didn't have his leisure, how could he let go of the water resources in front of him, a paw slapped on the ground, and a crack in blue light chased after Hakumashio, and he held on to the bottom of the sprint for less than two seconds before he was caught up, and he was planted in place like them.

Before Rat Goro could crawl over to drink water, his hands were in sharp pain, just like before, he couldn't feel the presence of his hands, and he screamed, his face fluttering into the desert.

Yuan Zhengxiong over there hadn't reacted to what was happening, his hands had been tied by the ribbon of tranquility, he pulled it down, and his face slammed into the desert, and he was just about to get up, when the tip of Nie Jianfeng's sword was pointed on his neck, as long as he moved forward an inch slightly, he would die immediately.

"Next time, you'll be buried above our heads. Hearing Nie Jianfeng's words full of ridicule, Rat Goro seemed to react, these two people's moves were both long-range attacks, and it was useless to tie their legs.

Leg-for-leg, they lost on the idea of an inexplicably fair duel.

"Well, then, it's time for you to finish. Nie Jianfeng crawled out of the sand, his cold tone did not warm up in the scorching desert at all.

Tranquility's eyes widened and she asked tremblingly, "What are you going to do......?"

"Don't worry, I won't. Nie Jianfeng said with certainty, it seemed that these people were not worth his hands, "You guys go, leave the supplies behind, let you live for a while longer, and then the desert will do it for me." ”

Looking at the man in front of him, he is still Nie Jianfeng, exile may be the most merciful ending in this survival game, whether it is for the torturer or the tortured.

The two fellow villagers supported each other to stand up, stumbling away, suddenly, Rat Goro turned his head, his eyes were helpless and desperate, "If you meet the ground snake Zhang, tell him, the last hole digging competition is not over, tell him not to die so soon, Lao Tzu is still waiting to finish the competition with him here." ”

"He's ......," Tranquility blurted out.

Nie Jianfeng interrupted him, "If I can meet him, I will also let him go and tell him that you are here." ”

Tranquility froze in place at a loss, her hands that had been stained with the blood of the ground snake were rubbing unnaturally, as if she wanted to rub away the blood that had already been washed away, as well as her guilt.

Rat Goro bowed slightly, and Gen Zhengxiong looked at Nie Jianfeng and bowed as well, "I lost today." If I have the chance, I will come back to you for advice. ”

Whoever hovers at the end of the line seems to become a different person.

Looking at their backs holding each other's shoulders and stumbling away, they were still enemies just now, and at this time, Bai Maxiao felt a little reluctant.

But he can't change anything, it's a world of survival of the fittest.

The vast sea of sand, like the future of this game, has no end in sight.