"What's going on?!"

In an instant, the entire arena was in an uproar, and it was none other than one of the sword cultivators in the butcher squad who had just killed the host!

"Look at the sky!"

Shocked, Xiao Jian suddenly pointed to the sky, only to see that a pattern was gradually forming, and slowly, slowly, the pattern became clearer, and it seemed to ...... It's a round of the sun and the moon!

"Xuanri Wanyue Flag! Not good, master, let's go quickly! It's too late!"

Living long is capital, and the moment he saw that pattern, Xiao Jian already understood what would happen next, while the other cultivators watching the table might not understand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info However, the speed of the sword is fast, and the speed of this mysterious force is not slow!

Bang!~

The entire arena was attacked from the outside world, and the solid walls were shaken into cracks! The ten world gods in the arena roared angrily as if they had received a signal, and at the same time, they frantically danced their blades and attacked the high walls of the arena.

A pair of teams led by the World God and the Chaos Immortal, followed by the Ancestral God and the Ancestral Immortal, formed a formation to surround these ten people. Don't look at the number of guards in the Happy Continent, where are the opponents of the Great Perfection when they really fight? It's just that they are all slaves, and they can't even flinch even if they know that they will die!

"Brothers! We are proud cultivators! We are not playthings for the rich to see! Where is your Dao heart? Where are your dreams? Are you willing to be a prisoner?!"

The ten Great Perfections did not attack these slaves, and the head sword cultivator stood up, holding the long sword in his hand, raising his arms and shouting. That's right, everyone is a cultivator, and everyone is striving for the same goal! Who is willing to be a prisoner of that order? Like a plaything for people to see? But these slaves did not answer the call, not because they did not want to, but because they were bound by their natal oath!

"Kill them!"

There was a roar out of nowhere, and the slaves looked at each other timidly, and rushed forward with a loud roar. In the ordinary Eternal Realm, in addition to informing the Dao Monarch of the Eternal Realm, the Great Perfection is the Heavens! Ten Great Perfections, what kind of terrifying combat power is this?

If these ten people wanted to, they could kill thousands of slaves in the light field within ten breaths. However, they obviously did not come for this, and the ten Dzogchen tried to dodge and not hurt these slaves, they were still waiting, and the time was not yet ripe.

Bang!

There was another loud bang, and this time I saw a white light bombarding the high wall, and the entire arena trembled, and there were countless more cracks on the wall!

The frantic fighting in the field, and the avoidance of the ten Great Perfections, gave these slaves who were still afraid a little bit of courage. They mistakenly thought that they had succeeded in pinning down these ten people because of the advantage in numbers, but they didn't know that the other party didn't want to kill them.

Bang!

Another flash of white light flashed, and several boulders fell down from the walls. The mysterious voice sounded again, and it seemed that it was still a little anxious.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the barrier of the arena has been opened, if you want to leave, please help kill these ten thugs!

Xiao Jian and Wu Yu had planned to leave as early as they saw the sky pattern, but the exit was covered by a layer of tough enchantment. In order to protect its own industry, this Happy Continent actually used such despicable means to force other cultivators to work for it.

But there are 10 Great Perfections in the arena! Who else dares to go except at the Dao Monarch level and above? Everyone can see that there are mysterious forces attacking the arena outside the arena, or it won't be long before this arena will be abolished, and they will not be able to go out when the time comes? Just wait a little longer.

"Kill a thug and reward an eternal divine soldier!

The arena is getting more and more dilapidated, and the mysterious voice is even more anxious, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and as soon as they hear the Eternal Divine Soldier, someone immediately puts aside life and death.

Everyone went to the Heavenly Eternal Realm to participate in the enrollment, and the minimum threshold for the enrollment of the Northern Immortal Dao Monarch was also the peak level of the World Gods, so all the elites gathered here were the elites of the World Gods! Of course, there were also some Chaos Immortals who went to try their luck.

"Lethe Daoyou, you want to be my enemy?"

Jian Xiu confronted a world god who was also a Great Perfection, and the two had a few encounters, and their friendship was not very deep. Except for a very few who try their luck here, most of the world gods who come here are sword cultivators, because the Northern Underworld Dao Jun is a sword cultivator, which makes Wu Yu pick up a big bargain. Lechuan smiled and licked the blade of the sword.

"Hehe, people die for money, birds die for food, blood sword friends can't help it. ”

There are more and more Great Perfection and Peak World Gods who have joined the battle, and these ten people have to fight with all their might! All kinds of swordsmanship of various styles converge here, and Wu Zhi and Xiao Jian simply sat down and watched the battle calmly.

Some of these swordsmanship are strange and unpredictable, some are agile and elegant, like living creatures, and some are heavy and domineering! Wu Zhi squinted his eyes and observed, if it weren't for those gorgeous sword qi to cover it, Wu Wei might be able to see these sword techniques more intuitively.

Wu Confusion, who studied martial arts, was definitely another person, and he looked carefully, completely forgetting his surroundings and immersed in the sea of swordsmanship.

Bang!

There was another loud bang, but even this vibration could not pull Wu Qi out of his concentration. Xiao Jian stood behind Wu Confusion and helped him block the falling rocks from time to time, and as a cultivator, Xiao Jian understood that Wu Confusion had entered the enlightenment that a cultivator dreamed of. This kind of perception can often improve a cultivator's cultivation by a large margin, and this kind of opportunity is hard to come by, and it is the glimmer of inspiration that is grasped, so it must not be disturbed.

The swordsmanship of the God of the Blood Sword World is strange and unpredictable, such a swordsmanship is fast and accurate! And his opponent's sword law is agile and elegant, and with the power of the Dao, it weaves an impermeable defensive net like a plant, and both of them are the same strength of the Great Perfection, so naturally no one can help anyone.

Looking at the swordsmanship of these two people, there is no confusion and there seems to be an understanding, although this kind of swordsmanship needs to be blessed by the power of the Dao, but the effect of the move is worth learning. I learned the swordsmanship of the Northern Underworld Daojun before, and there was no confusion only the sword spectrum but I was not allowed to see it with my own eyes, and the difference between them was naturally very different.

Bang!

This light was extremely thick, and it suddenly collapsed the already fragile arena! The rubble collapsed and the floor shattered, and the Xiao Sword World God hurriedly used his strength to drag Wu Yu's body, and Yuan Li opened his shield to block the rubble. I have to say that Xiaojian, a servant, is very good, and he naturally has nothing to say about his thoughtfulness to his master.

Wu Wei seemed to have grasped something, although there was no power to borrow from the Dao, but could he achieve the same move effect through other means? Wu Wei seemed to be about to figure it out, but everyone in the arena stopped fighting one after another, and the collapse of the arena caused reinforcements from outside Xuanri Wanyue to enter, and suddenly there were many more world gods and ancestral gods and ancestral immortals, making this delicate pattern stalemate.

"Brothers, your oath was nothing but to defend the arena until the last moment, and now that the arena has fallen and your shackles are gone, why not fight for yourself!"

It turned out that the time that the Blood Sword had been waiting for was the collapse of this arena, and the Xuanri Wanyue attacked the arena in order to free these slaves.

A word woke up the dreamer, and these slaves realized that the shackles that restricted them were no longer there, and the shackles could help to be removed, but what about the servility that had been cultivated over the years?

"Brothers and sisters, I am the God of the Blood Sword World! Perhaps my other name is more familiar to you, Blood Rain!"