Dozens of ferocious practitioners died under Ding Xiaoyi's strange dagger, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.
All the practitioners who rushed into the arena just released their cultivation aura, and their life wheels only added to the splendor of the arena.
Ding Xiaoyi's face remained calm as he stood in the arena filled with blood mist.
None of the practitioners he killed was innocent, and he didn't have any psychological burden.
Clouds of blood mist filled the air, and the monks he killed eventually turned into blood mist.
Before their souls could escape, they were killed by Ding Xiaoyi.
That clean and neat method,
That superb body technique,
Plus that weird and unpredictable weapon,
Ding Xiaoshao has become synonymous with death.
Dozens of ruthless people who were running rampant in the city of killings were just wiped out in ashes, which made people stunned.
???????????????No one thought that this young man would be so decisive in killing without even a trace of sloppiness.
Seeing the sword-like figure, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.
More than ten fresh lives were harvested in this way,
Not even the corpses were left behind, they all turned into the thick blood mist.
"This, this is too violent. Fortunately, I didn't go up. Otherwise, I would end up like them, and I don't know how I died." A practitioner in the audience said with lingering fear,
They could not hide the look of horror in their eyes, and every practitioner's face was filled with expressions of disbelief.
"Is this game over?" Ding Xiaoyi raised his head and looked into the void of the arena, and asked loudly.
But the Talisman Master in the void of the arena did not make a sound. His silence meant that this battle was not over yet.
really,
Several more figures filled with blood-evil aura slowly walked toward the arena.
Their movements were neat and tidy, and their murderous aura was undisguised.
This is a group of strong men who have been working together for a long time.
Their clothes were also the same, they were all wearing long linen robes, and their faces were pale as if they had lost too much blood.
"Shura Kuangbing, why are they here too?"
Seeing these dozens of practitioners with neat steps and uniform clothes and pale faces slowly walking out of the arena, the spectators below the stands could not help but whisper.
They looked at this group of practitioners with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but frown when he saw this group of strong men wearing uniform clothes and marching neatly.
This was a group of real killers, and he could feel the strong bloody aura of killing from their bodies.
They were surrounded by a heart-stopping blood evil, whose aura was cold and bone-chilling.
If the Killing City is a life-harvesting field without any rules, then these dozens of Shura mad soldiers are killing machines that harvest lives.
Although Baili Xiongfeng is crazy and bloodthirsty, and Nanqiaozi is arrogant and unruly, they are just like ants in front of these dozen Shura warriors. Ding Xiaoyi knows that his challenge to the King of Hundred Battles will not be so easy, but
He didn't expect it would be so difficult.
From this group of Shura warriors, he could feel the actual murderous intent and the blood as piercing as ice.
They make a living by killing people, and they are naturally a group of killing machines.
Xue Ningshang saw the dozen Shura mad soldiers entering the arena, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
She still knew a little bit about the rumors about Shura's crazy soldiers, but at this time, the face of Tang Qing, the leader of Qinglong Hall, also changed drastically.
His lips moved several times, but in the end he didn't say a word.
"Is this the fifth game?" Ding Xiaoyi raised his head and looked at the handsome Talisman Master. The boy-like Talisman Master was actually older than his apparent age.
That Talisman Master is also
He cast his gaze on Ding Xiaoyi, his eyes were deep but his expression was extremely calm.
"It's still the fourth game." The Talisman Array Master's tone was very calm, without any disturbance.
Ding Xiaoyi had already grasped the dagger in his hand. He knew that there would be a fierce battle next.
Every Shura warrior has a terrifying aura about him, and they are the real killing machines.
"You showed your cards so early, are you so afraid that I will succeed in my challenge?" Ding Xiaoyi smiled, his smile was extremely bright.
"They are not trump cards, they are a test for you." The Talisman Array Master was still unfazed, and he calmly replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"What's the secret of the Killing City? The Shura Mad Soldiers shouldn't belong to any force in the Killing City, right? They were trained by your three giants, right?"
The smile on Ding Xiaoyi's face became brighter and brighter, and he asked again.
In a certain elegant room above the stands, Geng Liqiu looked at the dozens of Shura warriors, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
His expression became strange.
Because he has never experienced the power of Shura Kuangbing, when he participated in King of Hundred Wars, Shura Kuangbing was not involved.
"They do not belong to any force, nor do they belong to our three giants. The Shura Crazy Soldiers are Shura Crazy Soldiers. They only belong to the Killing City, nothing more." Ning Wu Zhefeng explained to Ding Xiaoyi calmly,
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but the other party's explanation surprised him.
Shura Kuangbing does not belong to any force in the Killing City, nor does it belong to the three giants, it only belongs to the Killing City.
This answer surprised Ding Xiaoyi,
He thought that the appearance of the Shura Crazy Soldier was the instruction of the Talisman Master, but he did not expect that the Shura Crazy Soldier came to him on his own.
"The fourth game, the second half, begins." The warm voice of the Talisman Master in the void sounded again,
This time, however, it did not cause as much excitement as the previous games.
On the contrary, the stands became extremely quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.
"In that case, let's come," Ding Xiaoyi said boldly to the group of Shura warriors who were approaching.
【In view of the general environment,
And this group of Shura warriors were speechless, just like a group of mutes.
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi finished speaking, they spread out their formation and stood in various directions around Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at these silent Shura warriors,
He found that every Shura warrior was standing in the right position, neither far nor near.
Moreover, he also discovered that the formation of this group of Shura mad soldiers had turned into a large formation like a dragnet.
No matter how he breaks through, he will be restrained by this huge formation like a dragnet.
More than a dozen Shura warriors took their positions, and they invisibly transformed into a large formation like a dragnet.
Their faces were pale and bloodless, like dozens of puppet corpses.
In their hands was an ordinary broadsword. The back of the blade was thick and rough, and the blade was engraved with mysterious runes.
The formation is certain, and the killing spirit arises spontaneously.
Cold murderous intent surged from the bodies of every Shura warrior, and the murderous intent turned into overwhelming waves and surged towards Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi, who was in the center of the huge wave, immediately felt the killing intent that turned into a cold glow.
Ding Xiaoyi raised the dagger in his hand, and a bloodthirsty cold light surged up.
With a movement of his body, he turned into several afterimages and rushed towards a Shura mad soldier.
His figure is like a charm, the cold light is shining continuously,
Like a ghost, he rushed in front of a Shura warrior, and the dagger shot out a heart-stopping cold light towards the Shura warrior's throat.
The one who faced Ding Xiaoyi was just a simple knife.
I saw the thick broadsword in the hand of the Shura warrior slashing at Ding Xiaoyi like he was splitting Huashan Mountain.
"Hey...",
The blade split the space, and the fierce sword light blocked Ding Xiaoyi's figure.
The blade struck the dagger in Ding Xiaoyi's hand,
Ding Xiaoyi felt the air around him twitch inexplicably, and the space also shook.
With just a simple slashing action, Ding Xiaoyi's phantom-like attack was broken.
Ding Xiaoyi turned around and fell within the attack range of another Shura mad soldier.
I saw another Shura Mad Queen still slashing with a simple sword.
That knife tore open the space as well, and struck Ding Xiaoyi with the force of breaking a bamboo.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure changed again,
At this turn, he quickly fell into the attack range of other Shura warriors.
Ding Xiaoyi stepped on his feet, and violent energy roared into the air.
On one side of his body, the cold blade struck from his forehead.
The cold blade cut off a few hairs on his forehead, and the runes on the blade stirred up majestic pressure.
Ding Xiaoyi was caught off guard, and the overwhelming pressure came at him, causing his movements to stagnate.
"boom……",
The pressure that rolled like a huge wave fell hard on Ding Xiaoyi, causing him to stagger.
He retreated, but fell into the attack range of a Shura mad soldier.
Another simple slash with the knife came towards him, but Ding Xiaoyi found this simple move extremely difficult.