At dusk, Cangzhou rings

By the time the sun was setting like blood and a purple sunset was floating in the sky, the competition of fifteen rings had come to an end, and the initial battle of the first day had already begun to see each other.

The thirty masters in each ring are basically all standing there.

The exceptions, of course, there were, there was a ring with only one person on it, and the others, all corpses, bloody corpses, some without heads, some with severed bodies, the whole scene was like a Shura slaughterhouse, terrible, terrifying, making people feel boundless blood and fear.

In the ring where it was stained red with blood, a young man in white stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows and eyes looked as delicate as a girl, but his eyes were blood-red, like ice crystals frozen by blood, crystal clear, and demonic. It's gorgeous, but it's terrifying that you can't see.

There was not the slightest wound on his body, even the clothes on his body were not wrinkled in the slightest, and there was the slightest bloodstain, he was like a noble son, and he was incompatible with this ring that looked even more terrible than the Shura slaughterhouse. The blood red in his eyes gradually recovered, turning black, and the pupils like black jade glass were terrifying, as deep as a deep pool that had not seen the light of day for ten thousand years.

His whole body was covered in white clothes as white as snow, including the boots under his feet, and the long gown and calf pants inside the robe. He was the only one left in this terrible Shura slaughterhouse, but the white color was not defiled at all.

The remnant sun was like blood, staining his white robe with a layer of blood.

The people around him died in different ways, and none of them were the same, but he was the only one who did not have the slightest trace of battle on his body. It's like just coming for a trip and sighing when you see the carnage.

Not many people died in all the rings, but this one seemed to be all dead, and the deaths were so tragic that people couldn't look at them directly. It's much more terrifying than the battlefield. Perhaps the only difference is that almost all the people who died here have died under the ring, one after another, one after another, except for the area around the young man in white, almost all of them have been filled with corpses.

In a ring next to him, Liu Feihua's eyes gradually narrowed, he had never seen this kind of scene, but he had heard of it. Three hundred years ago, during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a demon girl named Helan Chunshan.

That year, the martial arts catastrophe, in the Hexi venue, the world was more beautiful, and one person came in a leisurely manner. Save the martial arts hero first, and then break the witch's charm,

Since then, people have known that the so-called first beauty in the world turned out to be the young son of Wuling. It's just that the woman he loves is hidden deep in the carriage, and if you listen to the voice, she should be a brutal girl.

I can't figure out why the six-tone prince is willing to give up brocade clothes and jade food for her, and be contaminated with wind and frost and the end of the world. Yes, they don't know, in fact, the truth is that he is too lazy, too lazy to change his heart and lazy to be affectionate.

Too lazy to pay off the inextricable arrears between them. This period of the past may have been forgotten by many people, but Liu Feihua is very clear, because he is the descendant of the six-tone son, the descendant of the beautiful boy who captivated the country and the city.

Back then, the city was overwhelmed, and at a glance, he had already controlled countless people, used them, and was loyal to them. That year, almost half of the rivers and lakes had been controlled by the demon girl named Helan Chunshan.

Unexpectedly, today I saw those ghostly and demon-like eyes again. Helan Chunshan, the witch didn't die back then, she just fled.

It's just that now that the Allure City is born again, where do you want to find another peerless six-tone son?

Liu Feihua saw very clearly, the young man didn't do anything at all, just kept looking, looking at people, which people were like crazy demons, constantly killing, killing recklessly, as long as he saw people, he would kill, and finally, when there was no one left, he would commit suicide!

The boy kept smiling and watching, like looking at a swarm of ants, those eyes, yes. That is the alluring city, the exercise that brought the acquired charm to the extreme, and the existence of the entire martial arts that was almost destroyed back then. Didn't mess with the ability to escape that person's eyes, because everyone has desires!!

Unless you are awakened, you will forever sink into the illusion given by those eyes, and you will never be able to escape by yourself!

Everyone's desires are different, money, power, beauty, swords and swords, martial arts cheats, it is impossible to judge what there is, and the original six-tone son was completely clever with his strength, relying on his innate charm to directly break this acquired flattery.

No matter what level of cultivation the acquired charm has reached, it will never be as good as that innate charm! It's just that now, where is there still that kind of innate charm that is beyond the charts?

Terrifying, terrifying, and irresistible, even Liu Feihua himself couldn't resist, the golden phoenix feather in his ears couldn't give him the slightest help, and the family heirloom sound wave skill was just a long-range means of attack. I have long heard that the strongest thing about my ancestors back then was definitely not this internal force and this extraordinary sonic skill, but the martial arts knowledge that was far beyond ordinary people's cognition, and it was enough to see countless flaws in a martial art at a glance.

If you use Gu magic, you can only protect yourself, but if you reappear in the city, I'm afraid something big will happen. Do you want to go back and call your sister? It's also a woman, and her resistance to charm is much higher. The other party is a girl, and a woman dresses up as a man, which Liu Feihua is very sure of, because a man can't be practiced. Besides, look at that man, with distant mountain eyebrows, apricot eyes, and countless romantic appearances in his eyebrows.

Girl, a woman dressed as a man is the same as this girl, first bind her chest, and then puff out her Adam's apple luck a little, or cover it up. Ah, wait a minute, you just saw through Tongdu Mu that this girl is a man!

The smell of blood spreads everywhere, and almost all the rings have noticed the situation here, in fact, those who can come to participate in the competition here can be regarded as first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, otherwise it will be difficult to get into this ring.

At this moment, there are only first-class peak masters who can stand to the end, and even some of them have already stepped into the level of refining gods and returning to the void with half a foot, but compared with those perverted level Tianjiao, they are far worse from beginning to end, that is.

is not black or blowing, Bu Zhijun can definitely be regarded as a master in this group of people, and he is not an ordinary master. Like the young man in the ring who was only one person left, Bu Zhijun's body was not stained with the slightest trace of blood. But compared to the young man who didn't do anything and just looked at it, Bu Zhijun really participated in the battle!