Now the duel below is not two people at all, but there are more than a dozen people or demon clans fighting each other. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array also lowered several enchantments, dividing these people.

These monks and slaves were both men, women, and children, and their cultivation levels were very different. The two highest cultivators are already in the early stage of Jindan, and the lowest two are even just a child who has just practiced qi at the first or second level, and a demon beast with a similar cultivation. Of course, the most of them are monks in the foundation building period.

However, they are all two people with similar cultivation to catch and kill, but there is no situation of bullying the small. But because there is no suitable magic weapon, the battle between the two sides can only be described as tragic.

That Jindan monk is better, after all, there is plenty of mana, and all kinds of spells are flying all over the sky for a while, although it looks gorgeous, but it will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

On the contrary, the child who practiced qi at the first or second level was just one or two water swords, and when the earth thorns were thrown out, he had no mana. I had to wield a tattered dagger that would shatter at any time, and fight hand-to-hand with the demon beast that was roughly wolf-shaped, but a head accounted for one-third of the size of the body, and the sharp teeth in the mouth were not shorter than the dagger at all.

Pity an eleven or twelve-year-old child, how much physical strength can he have. In front of demon beasts, not being scared stupid is already a performance beyond ordinary people. A few small spells were sent out, but they only wiped a few pieces of fur off the demon beast's body, and the minor injuries were not counted. However, when the demon beast pounced on him, the child's dexterous short body, the dagger in his hands stabbed sharply, and the "swish" stabbed the throat of the demon beast.

Originally, this kid had already killed several demon beasts in this way, and he had also killed many companions who had trained together. Even his so-called master may have promised that as long as he wins this game, he will train him well and let him build a foundation before going to duel.

With this thorn, the child's eyes burned with a fire of hope, especially when he had already felt that the tip of the dagger had penetrated the skin of the demon beast, and there was already a bloody blood flowing out, and the longing light in his eyes had reflected the eyes red.

He was eager to drink the hot beast blood, and in his memory, every time he killed these ugly monsters, the hot beast blood was a full meal in his memory.

Even in this strange hood, which he had been here a few times, he could eat the fresh flesh with blood at will, without being beaten or scolded until the hood was opened. Every battle here was definitely the best time he can remember.

It was just that with a small crisp "pop", the flame of hope and longing in his eyes was suddenly extinguished, and it turned into a dead gray color.

Because the poor dagger that even had its handle exposed, and was even worse than many of the discarded magic weapons that Mo Yun Lingfeng had acquired, was finally overwhelmed and broken, and it was broken into pieces of fine pieces.

This would have been a fatal stab, but not only did it not kill the demon beast in front of it as expected. The mutated demon wolf was enraged by the thorn instead. With just one bite, he bit off one of the emaciated child's arms.

The child, from the intense pain, had his facial features distorted, and even the corners of his eyes were cracked. Two lines of blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes, like two lines of bloody tears. It's just that when the pain rolls, there are only some small "whine" sounds in the open mouth. Mo Yun Lingfeng could see clearly that the tongue in his mouth had been cut off, so that this child didn't even have the right to cry out in pain before he died.

Fortunately, the wolf-shaped demon beast threw the severed arm in its mouth with a flick of its head at this time, and quickly pounced forward, biting the weak throat in one bite. This was the end of this child's miserable life.

Mo Yun Lingfeng even felt that death might be the best ending for this child's life. Fortunately, the demon beast didn't know how to destroy the divine soul, and the yin and yang eyes of Moyun Lingfeng clearly saw the child's soul floating. Then he looked at his body with an indifferent expression, and was torn apart and devoured by the demon beast. Perhaps he felt that the current state of being free of pain and hunger was very good, and it was the most comfortable moment he could remember.

It's just that now outside, there are already people laughing and some people scolding. Hua Yanran didn't know when, walked to Mo Yun Lingfeng's side, and said, "These people are the ones who bought the bet on this duel, and the ones who laugh and scold are the ones who won and lost the bet. Life in this chaotic capital is too dull, and the state of mind of these guys who fled here and dare not go out, and who cannot improve their cultivation, has become distorted, and only this kind of blood can satisfy their desires. ”

The Wild Lion Ancestor pointed to one, a fat man with a shiny face, who was pointing at a few Jindan monks who were scolding his subordinates, and said, "This is the master of that child." It's they who buy slaves and trade slaves back everywhere in order to satisfy these psychopathic guys. Then it is sent here in the name of a duel to the death, and then a gamble is opened to win. ”

After speaking, he said to Hua Yanran: "Senior sister, you help senior brother tell the master, don't let me be here." Every time I see this, I want to kill these guys. I'm going to go crazy if I stay here any longer!"

Hua Yanran said: "Senior brother, I have already told my father about this. It's just that my father said that when you were a foundation building monk, it was because you couldn't get used to this kind of injustice that you offended people who couldn't afford to offend. Then he was chased all the way here, only to meet his father and be taken in by him. But over the years, you have cultivated in the late Yuan Infant period, but you still haven't changed your nature, and you are angry when you see this kind of thing. Know that this is not good for your advanced gods. “

Hua Yanran looked at the bitter gourd-like expression of the Wild Lion Ancestor and said, "Father said, when you can see such things, your heart will be calm, but you can still clearly distinguish between good and evil. Then you can close this ring of life and death and go to meet him. As for these slave traders, life and death will be up to you, and these scumbags will be of no use to you anyway. ”

You said to Moyun Lingfeng: "Little brother, don't think that your sister is ruthless, maybe you don't understand it now, but you have to remember that sometimes for some people, death is not the worst ending." ”

Moyun Lingfeng nodded, indicating that he remembered. Although he didn't understand why, he clearly sensed that Heavenly Dao was obviously supportive of this kind of killing of monks. Because with the disappearance of every life, the Heavenly Dao actually lowered a merit to this life and death ring.

Since the way of heaven allows it, why should I care. So An Nai was in a mood, and Moyun Lingfeng began to carefully observe the tactics of those who fought the law. Maybe there will be a place for yourself to use it in a while, and it will even affect your victory or defeat this time. After all, although that Hu Fei is a waste material, no one knows what treasures Lao Tzu has prepared for him, so it is better to be careful.