"I ...... I ......" muttered to the finger's mouth, so frightened that he took two steps back.

Shi Dong hurriedly looked at it, and saw that this was a little girl with thin eyebrows and white skin, it was Zhu Ke'er, who was a first-class qualification, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Damn, why did you choose her?"

Seeing that the son of the king butcher looked fierce, and Zhu Ke'er was so frightened that his face was pale, Shi moved his heart and secretly scolded "despicable".

It turned out that although the son of the king butcher seemed rude, he was quite scheming, knowing that he had not yet broken through the first layer of the qi refining period, and he was not sure of winning a duel with any of the remaining disciples, but against the youngest girl, Zhu Ke'er, he had a great chance of winning.

"Zhu Ke'er, don't retreat, for the sake of the master, you will fight with him. Situ Jin shouted with a straight face.

"No...... No...... Master, please ...... "Zhu Ke'er is a girl after all, and she is young, so she can't help but be so frightened that her little hands swing wildly, and she retreats again and again.

"I order you to fight!" Situ Jin raised his two sword eyebrows and shouted sharply.

The son of the king butcher suddenly pulled out a bull-eared sharp knife, held it in his hand, and took the opportunity to pounce, seeing a flash of cold light, the next moment Zhu Ke'er was about to splash blood on the spot, and the snow-white and pink neck was about to be cut.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, Shi Dong's heart tightened, and he secretly shouted: "It's broken!"

I don't know if it was his own delusion, or what, Shi Dong faintly heard a very light sigh from behind his master. Subconsciously swept the corner of his eye, and vaguely saw two green-robed female cultivators standing behind the master, namely the fifth senior sister Duan Mei and the sixth senior sister Fang Qiaoqian, and I didn't know who made this sigh.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and everyone exclaimed, Shi Dong hurriedly looked over, and couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see that the son of the king's butcher fell to the ground, and a blood hole with the size of a bowl exploded in his chest, and blood was bubbling out.

Lei Hao stood in front of Zhu Ke'er, his right palm was forward, and black smoke rose up, thinking that he made a timely move and saved Zhu Ke'er with the lightning spell.

"You...... You...... What is this?" The son of the king butcher spewed out a mouthful of blood, glared at Lei Hao with unwilling hatred, and gritted his blood-stained teeth creakingly, as if he was about to pounce on Lei Hao and bite Lei Hao to death.

Lei Hao's face was frightened, he flinched slightly, suddenly thought of something, straightened his chest, pointed at him and said proudly: "You ...... Hmph, what are you bullying a girl? If you want to beat me!"

"Lei Hao, you shameless little rooster, I'm ...... I can't wait to eat you!" the son of the king butcher screamed wildly, staring at the blood-red eyes that jumped up from the ground and pounced towards Lei Hao.

Lei Hao dodged in a flash, and at the same time made a move with his hand, a black shadow flashed, and a strong ghost appeared in the air.

Swish!

The cold light flashed, and the large knife of the door panel slashed down diagonally.

Burst!

A rain of blood sprayed, and a line of blood appeared from the shoulder to the rib cage of the son of the king butcher, and he opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, his body split in half and fell to the ground.

The head and half of the shoulders were on the other, the other was half of the torso attached to the thighs, and two severed arms were rolling on the ground.

The internal organs and blood were like a large pool of poured oil paint, crackling and rapidly rolling and spreading on the ground.

"Come on, come on, fight me, fight with me!" Lei Hao's face turned pale, his lips trembled and he yelled, and his whole person became a little abnormal.

The new disciples were all stunned, trembling as they looked at this bloody scene.

"Hahaha! Interesting!" Situ Jin laughed, his eyes swept over the new disciples who were stunned and were about to be driven out, and said with a smile: "Who else of you want to try? If not, then let Bai Jin send you out?"

There was a dead silence.

Situ Jin raised his hand, and was just about to order Bai Jin to drive them out, when suddenly a sturdy little man jumped out, he was another disciple with a second-class qualification, and shouted like crazy: "Left and right are a death!

Situ Jin nodded, pointed at the new disciple on this side with his hand, and said coldly: "Choose one." ”

The little man gritted his teeth, strode over to the body of the son of the king's butcher, took the sharp knife from his hand, turned to face the new disciples who remained, and swept it with his eyes viciously.

As the so-called horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and being stunned is afraid of dying, no one wants to fight to the death, facing his fierce eyes that are not afraid of death, the people who are being looked at are all hairy in their hearts, and secretly pray not to find themselves.

Shi Dong was also very nervous in his heart, quietly clenched his fists, and shrank behind others.

"It's you!" he shouted, holding a sharp knife in his hand and lunging towards Zhu Ke'er.

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect that he also chose Zhu Ke'er, and Lei Hao had just killed someone, and he was still in a state of dazedness, and he didn't react for a while.

Zhu Ke'er was so frightened that her mouth opened wide, she didn't know how to dodge at all, and when she saw the figure rushing in front of her, the next moment it was a sharp knife and stabbing her.

Just when everyone thought that Zhu Ke'er would definitely die at this time, she suddenly closed her eyes and stretched out her pink palm, and the black light in her palm flickered.

Poof!

Three lightning bolts shot out, flying in all directions, and the old disciples on the opposite side hurriedly dodged.

The man laughed evilly, and had already landed on the ground and rolled into the crowd, brandishing a sharp knife and stabbing indiscriminately, injuring several people in an instant.

After rolling out for a few feet, the man jumped to the ground, and the whole person was like a cannonball, and the sharp knife in his hand was aimed at Shi Dong, and he shouted: "It's you!"

It turned out that this person was extremely scheming, and the feint to attack Zhu Ke'er was just to attract everyone's attention, he thought that Zhu Ke'er was deeply loved by the master, and the son of the butcher of the king of Fang Cai took her off, but was suddenly killed by Lei Hao and took his life. If he feints against Zhu Keer, he will definitely be able to attract everyone's attention, but his real plan is to pick a person with low qualifications and the least noticeable to start.

So he chose Shi Dong, who is used to slapping horses, in his opinion, anyone who is good at flattery has no real ability, and he has a great chance of killing Shi Dong with mental calculation or unintentionality.

Shi Dong was indeed taken aback when he saw that he had chosen himself, but he always remembered his master's admonition, "Don't relax at any time."

He was just stunned for a moment, and quickly responded, that is, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the other party stupidly, as if he had been frightened.

When the man saw Shi Dong like this, he was even more happy, and he swung his sharp knife fiercely and slashed at Shi Dong's neck, as long as he hit it, blood would inevitably spurt wildly, and he was afraid that his entire head would be cut off.

"Brother Xian!" Mao Feifei stood far away, and when he saw Shi Dong in distress, he only had time to scream.

Said that it was too late, and the cold color flashed in Shi Dong's eyes, and he fell down with great speed, and at the same time his right leg kicked out fiercely, this move made the rabbit fight the eagle fast and accurate.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the kid felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the whole person flew up like a paper harrier, and the tip of the knife in his hand was only a millimeter away from the neck of the stone movement, only a millimeter!

His pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and he tried to reach forward and stab at him, but the distance grew bigger and bigger......

Immediately afterward, the world swirled.