People were talking about it.

I really don’t know why the supreme of my clan should have such three life-and-death battles on the arena. Is it really as the demon clan master said, to use the lives of three Xuezhou warriors as sacrifices to calm the anger of the demon clan? It is considered a compensation for Song Que, Gu Xing'er, Dao Qingcheng and others to slaughter the [Pinxue Peak] masters?

But can such an appeasement policy really bring peace and dignity to the human race?

Dao Qingcheng is also among the crowd.

His injuries had not healed, his face was slightly pale, and he was holding a long blue knife in his arms, and the blades were clattering in the wind.

To this day, he still doesn't regret going to the cup house to make a big fuss.

It's just death.

If the Supreme of the Human Race really wants to use the lives and blood of the warriors in the clan to calm the anger of the demon clan, then let yourself make that sacrifice. What is the fear of death? But the Supreme of the Human Race is too harmful to the dignity of the human race. The land of survival has always been exchanged for only swords and blood. If a person who tolerate and retreats, he will only get extinction. Do they not understand these simple arrivals, who have lived for a long time?

The voices of human warriors came to his ears.

Dao Qingcheng saw a young face, a little familiar.

Oh, by the way, I made a big fuss in the invitation cup building that day. It was this young man whom I had never known each other. He followed him a group of human warriors, a little nervous but unswervingly. Although he did not help, he could feel that this was a great man with passion in his heart. At least he still had the desire to fight in his heart and was not cowardly in the face of the demon clan.

Although this young man has extremely ordinary strength, his courage and morality are very contrary to his appetite.

If there are all such passionate men in the human race, why worry about not being able to prosper?

Dao Qingcheng turned his ears and heard the young man saying something passionately-

"Who said we have no chance to win? Don't forget that Ding Hao is back, the legendary myth of Selangor martial arts in the past is back, haha, as long as Ding Hao goes to fight, he will definitely win." The young man seemed extremely excited, obviously a admirer of Ding Hao.

"A Jin, what you said makes sense, but don't forget that this time, the life and death arena is two wins in three games. [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] is just one person, and at most one game can only win one game. Who else in Selangor can play in the remaining two games? In the end, we will still lose!"

"That's right, unless Ding Hao can win two games in a row, it's too difficult."

"It's not too difficult, but it's impossible, because a person can only play once, even if Ding Hao has the strength to win three consecutive games, he can only win one game."

"Oh, there's really no chance of winning!"

The crowd sighed.

The young man named Ajin blushed and said, "Everything is possible, we can't be so pessimistic, let alone these three life and death are determined by the supreme emperors of our clan. How can the supreme wisdom and courage be what we can do? There must be some reason. I believe that the supreme emperor who has protected the human race for tens of thousands of years will never disappoint us."

Hearing this, Dao Qingcheng's heart moved.

Although many people disdained the speculation of this young man named Ajin, for some reason, Dao Qingcheng suddenly felt that his words seemed to make a little sense.

Is there really any mystery in this?

Just then—

"You are right. Don't be blindly pessimistic before the worst result comes. Who said that I, Selangor, have no top-level powerhouses?" A familiar voice suddenly rang.

Dao Qingcheng was stunned and then looked back incredibly.

But I saw a handsome young man in a blue shirt appearing in the crowd at some point, standing next to the young man named Ajin, and smilingly said, "I don't know which sect Brother Ajin comes from. It's admirable that he has such insight."

When Ajin saw someone agreeing with his point of view, he was extremely excited and said, "You are polite, this brother, I am just a wandering cultivator who has no choice but to no sect. I was angry and laughed at me."

Dao Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

He had already recognized the identity of the young man in blue.

Although he has not met for more than three years, three years seem to have not played any role in this guy. He is still as gentle and humble as three years ago, and even looks a little younger and more handsome.

Dao Qingcheng opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he saw the young man in green shirt looking up and smiling at him, shaking his head gently.

Dao Qingcheng was stunned, then he understood something, nodded, and didn't say anything.

At this moment, the fierce and hot leader of [Zhan Richeng] suddenly made up his mind and no longer had any worries or concerns.

...

The one who appeared in the crowd was naturally Ding Hao.

After returning to the Sword Sect, I arranged everything and came to Jinghu all the time early this morning.

With Ding Hao's current strength and status, he is fully qualified to appear in the seating area of ​​the heads of major super sects. However, he obviously didn't want to be watched by everyone like a giant panda, so he greeted the elders and giants of various major sects and sneaked out.

After hearing a lot of comments in the crowd, Ding Hao finally got some understanding of the opinions and opinions of these backbone warriors.

Like the current situation in the mainland, most people still have a pessimistic attitude towards the future of the human race.

Ding Hao just listened and did not express any opinions.

It has not appeared in public in Selangor for three years, so most people have heard of the Selangor legend [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] for a long time, but they do not recognize the true Buddha in front of them, and they did not recognize him. Until they heard the words of this young man named A Jin, they resonated with what they thought in their hearts, so Ding Hao couldn't help but say something.

Ajin was extremely excited about the appearance of such a person with the same opinion as him, and chatted for a while.

He obviously didn't recognize the person in front of him. The person he admired Ding Hao day and night, who was almost crazy [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy].

"This little brother, do you think we can win today's life and death arena?" Ajin saw that Ding Hao's temperament was good, so he asked finally.

Ding Hao smiled slightly and said, "It is hard to say that if you grasp the situation in the 55th and 5th, you still have a chance to win."

Before he finished speaking, a harsh sarcastic voice came from beside him, saying, "Young man, are you saying this too much? A situation of 55? I'm afraid that the human race doesn't even have a chance to win... I don't know what those big guys think. If you decide this kind of losing situation, it's all caused by that guy named Dao Qingcheng. You overestimate your ability to provoke Pinxue Peak..."

Ding Hao turned his head and looked at him. He was talking about a tall and thin young man in black, with a arrogant look on his face.

"What do you see? Am I wrong? Humph, this matter should be given to the demon clan and just make an explanation. Now, it has been raised to the level of racial dignity. Once the battle in the arena is lost, we will be embarrassed. At that time, the two tribes will be at a disadvantage, and the human race will be at a disadvantage." The tall and thin young man in black was domineering, looking like a master who had seen through the current situation.

His words were actually supported by some people.

Ajin was furious and said, "What are you saying? Is it possible to regain the racial dignity by handing over your compatriots and letting the demons kill you? [Zheng Richeng] Although it is a small sect in Selangor, it is at least passionate and courageous to dare to fight with the demons. This is the true dignity."

"Hmph, the courage of ordinary men is just that, nothing worthy of praise. The human fortune and general trend were all ruined by such reckless ordinary men." The young man in black said disdainfully.

Ding Hao glanced at it and shook his head, "I'm afraid some people don't even have the courage to be ordinary men. They can only talk big and point fingers. If a war really starts, they will be the first to escape with their tails in their arms."

The tall and thin young man in black suddenly jumped and said angrily, "Who are you talking about?"

Ding Hao didn't say anything more.

With his current strength and status, it is really boring to have such verbal disputes with such people.

But the tall and thin young man in black thought Ding Hao was afraid and sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I am a core disciple of Zi Ling Sect. A few days ago, I had the honor to visit the heads of Qingyun Sect and Wuji Sect. I know that these three life-and-death battles, the major super sects no longer have hope. Do you think there will be a miracle?"

As soon as he showed his identity, many warriors around him who didn't know the truth believed it and hurriedly surrounded him to inquire about the inside story.

A medium-sized sect in the northern region of Zi Ling Sect is of great strength. Although it is not as good as the top forces such as Qingyun Sect, compared with the sects in Xuezhou, it is simply a giant existence, which is admirable.

Ding Hao smiled slightly.

Isn’t the Zi Ling Sect the purple dragon energy that coveted the back mountain of the Sword Sect, and besieged the Junjian Sect’s mountain gate, but was killed by itself and fled in panic? I didn’t expect that the junior disciples of this sect were still so arrogant and domineering in Xuezhou.

Surrounded by so many people, the vanity of tall and thin young man in black was greatly satisfied. He proudly spread all kinds of true and false news, which aroused a burst of surprises from everyone. After a while, he looked at Ding Hao and A Jin and said provocatively: "The Supreme Human Race and the major super forces are setting up a big game. Today's life and death arena is for sacrifice. If you don't believe it, look at the participants selected by Selangor are all extremely ordinary unknown people, just to go through the motions."

The words have not ended.

The crowd suddenly became restless.

A black stream of light flashed in the distance, and the demonic energy rolled. The whole sky was dark, even the Haori in the sky was blocked. A dull pressure and suppressing aura spread. Before everyone could react, they saw the black clouds of demonic energy suddenly condensed like a long whale sucking water, falling towards the golden arena on the God of War Square, and finally turned into a burly and strong man covered in black armor and two oil-black and hideous horns on his head.
Chapter completed!