Chapter 243: The last sixty people. (Third update, I still ask for help from above, haha!) “Bang bang bang!
After a burst of boxing, the five people worked together to knock away several people, and took the opportunity to take the lives of a few more people. It must be said that the five people killed decisively, advancing and retreating in unison, and it had a great effect.
"Clang, clang, clang!" There was a continuous crisp sound, and the swords and swords kept colliding, splashing out bursts of sparks. The two gangs charged at each other. After several rounds, Yang Xiaomen and the five of them were all seriously injured.
There were quite a few stab wounds and sword marks, and one person was almost decapitated by a sword. Fortunately, he was pulled away in time and survived.
"Damn it, we're all in trouble now! If this continues, we won't die!" Yang Xiaomeng said.
"No, haha, they only have a dozen or so people here. As long as they kill a dozen more people, the fight will be over!" The thin man said with a smile.
"But we are all injured, it's not a good sign if this continues!"
"Who said that? This might be an opportunity that will allow us to reduce a lot of our strength." Hearing the thin young man say this, the other four people were stunned.
"Hey, how about we do this????" the thin young man said to the four people through a message.
"Hehe, you are so shady! But I like it!" Yang Xiaomin said with a smile.
The people watching were numb with shock, and no one made a sound. This was not a competition, but a life-and-death battle. The situation in the six competition areas was roughly the same, with corpses and meat everywhere, and blood slowly flowing on the ground.
Although this was just a battle between strong men, it was also extremely bloody. Many people lamented the bloody battle and how hard it was to practice but they sacrificed their lives for a top-grade spiritual weapon. Some were also passionate, as if they themselves were also involved in the battle.
As if he were on his way, he killed everyone in all directions.
The three hundred people who were eliminated were secretly stunned. Fortunately, they did not advance, otherwise they might be dead by now.
Qin Yi watched the battles in each area indifferently, and the fighting spirit in his heart was also mobilized. Such battles are where people can truly grow. No matter how high your cultivation level is and how strong your strength is, without actual combat experience, it is still empty talk.
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Seeing that Yang Xiaomin and the other five were seriously injured, Qin Yi murmured, "Brother Yang, I hope you can hold on!"
Lan Tian swallowed his saliva. This was a bit too outrageous. He said that this group of heroes would be a grand gathering for twenty years. This undoubtedly meant a cruel war. Yinshan's face on the side also showed worry. Yang Xiaomen and the other five
Being able to kill so many people reasonably was beyond his expectation. It seemed that there was no way to survive in this kind of battle, and only those who could advance could survive smoothly.
The people who appear to be the most leisurely are those in large groups. In their eyes, cruelty is cruelty, but there is still a big gap compared with their strength. The world is like this, people without strength will always be stepped on.
, to become a soul killed by someone else's sword.
Pauling and Aobo leaned together and smiled faintly. "I really don't understand why these humans would hold such a conference. This will only weaken their overall strength!" Pauling curled his lips and said.
"We haven't left the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for many years, and we don't understand that these humans are normal, but who doesn't have greed? It's the same with our demon tribe," Ao Bo said.
"Hmph! These human beings are too weak to be refined. If they are placed in our Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, they will only be massacred!" Pauling said disdainfully.
"Biko, don't cause trouble for me, we are just here to take a look! Especially these big sects, their background is no weaker than ours." Ao Bo reminded.
"Of course, I don't know why that human being didn't participate in such a fight. He couldn't be afraid of being killed!" Pauling looked at Qin Yi in the distance.
"Don't underestimate him. There are many cultivators lurking. Strong men don't necessarily come to fight for fame and fortune. It's not easy to look at that person. Let's ignore him and just look at him!" Ao Bo said with a gentle smile.
The five Yang Xiaomen in the field laughed together and stood up to confront the dozen or so people without any hint of timidity. This made the other party frown and couldn't figure out why.
"You five dead dogs, are you stupid! You can still laugh now. After killing so many people, let us send you on your way now!" one of them said ferociously.
"Wait!" The thin young man suddenly stopped them.
He slowly took two steps forward, wandered two steps left and right, and stared at the dozen or so people. "Are you sure you want to continue? So what if five of us are killed? You still have to fight.
Haha, whoever wants to join our side can come over, we are sure to survive until the end!"
The dozen or so people hesitated and looked at each other. Although these five people were injured now, their fighting power was amazing. They had killed more than twenty people in a row. Their strength made them afraid. But at the same time, no one
They are willing to take this step, because they are worried that this is the opponent's plan, and if they let down their guard after passing it, they will die faster.
"Haha, are you scared? There are not many opportunities like this," the thin young man continued to seduce.
"Damn it, you thought I was so easy to deceive!" Two of them rushed out waving their swords. But at this moment, two long swords pierced their chests, grabbed their Nascent Souls with one claw, and pinched them instantly.
burst.
The five people smiled in their hearts. There were not many people left, and everyone wanted to go out standing. This meant that they could only leave five people out of a dozen or so people. Their alienation had a certain effect, at least it was small.
Two people.
"Why did you kill them? If you wanted to kill them, you should have killed those five people!" Another man roared, but at the same time a big knife also cut off his head.
Suddenly, there were fewer people among the dozen or so people, and they were all on guard against the others. At this time, anyone could stab him in the back, but Yang Xiaomen and the other five people were laughing in their hearts.
"Brother, your trick really worked, making them suspicious of each other!"
"When they kill two more people, we will take action!"
"good!"
"This is their plan to alienate each other, don't fall for it!" one person shouted again, and at this time, he felt that two people looked at him with unfriendly eyes and walked towards him slowly.
"They are right, people are going to die anyway, it's just a matter of time!"
"Damn it, go to hell!"
If one person moves, they all move! In one moment, more than a dozen people are fighting, with no friends or allies. There is only one purpose, kill one person, and your hope of survival will be greater. Then two or three more people arrived,
Yang Xiaomin and others communicated that it was time. Five or six people on the other side died one after another. As long as five or six more people were killed, the battle would be over!
"kill!"
Suddenly, the five people jumped up and pounced on the remaining ten people. If they seized the opportunity, they would kill them without any hesitation. If they killed one, one would be missing. If they killed two, they would have one more chance of survival.
"Fuck, they are indeed here!" Someone exclaimed when they noticed the five people rushing towards them.
"Don't worry, we are here to help you. Let's kill them together. Then we will advance!"
"Okay, thank you!" As soon as the man turned around, someone pierced his chest. He turned to look at the thin and smiling young man, "You... didn't you say you would help us?"
"What I said is right. I'm helping you, but I didn't specify that I would help you! Go to hell!" After saying that, he tore his body apart and crushed the Yuan Ying into pieces. Looking at Yang Xiaomin aside, he felt heartbroken.
, what a pity it would be for such a strong man to have his Nascent Soul crushed to pieces.
"Puff puff puff!"
There were a few more muffled sounds, and the bodies of three or four people were exploded. This time Yang Xiaomin was smarter and quickly grabbed the two Nascent Souls in his hands and swallowed them one by one.
As the last person fell, only ten people were left out of the fifty people in the entire area. These ten people were also the final winners of this area, the ones who could really walk out of here alive. The ten people were all stained with blood, and some of them were from others.
Blood has its own blood. In short, a cruel battle has come to an end.
But at the same time, all ten people know in their hearts that the people standing here now may die in the next battle. They are allies now, but they may be mortal enemies in the next battle.
"Hahaha, don't cry and look sad. We should be happy that we advanced." Yang Xiaomin laughed and patted the shoulders of the other people, without any murderous intention like before.
At this time, everyone no longer looked down upon this boy whose strength seemed to be only in the middle of the eighth grade. He was far scarier than most people here, otherwise he would not have passed the audition, let alone survived this kind of fighting.
Yinshan and Lantian finally heaved a sigh of relief. They saw that Yang Xiaomin was in such a state of embarrassment that he had at least survived. However, they knew that the next battle would be more bloody, and whether they could survive at that time was another matter.
"Hehehe, it looks like he hasn't tried his best yet! As expected, he has made rapid progress in the past year or so!" Qin Yi chuckled.
At the same time, the people in the other five areas gradually stopped fighting, leaving a dozen people walking out. Just like Yang Xiaomen and the others, they had constant scars and blood, and looked miserable, but their eyes were still there.
There are still remnants of the killing just now.
Sixty people gathered together and walked out in a mighty manner. No one looked like a bloodthirsty Shura. There were only a few people who were smiling like Yang Xiaomin.
This battle may have almost resulted in death, but Yang Xiaowan was secretly happy. He devoured several ninth-grade powerful Nascent Souls. As long as they refined their power, they could at least break through to the ninth grade. By then,
The overall strength will be further improved, and you won't have to worry too much even if you encounter the strong ones behind you.
Looking at the sixty people slowly coming out, no one spoke in silence. It wasn't until the last old man announced his promotion that the noise started.
The remaining sixty people of the highest level will be drawn again, and this time twenty will be eliminated. Those who are not drawn will be directly promoted, and those who are drawn will have to fight one more time. In other words, this time
There are only forty lots in the draw, and those who win will prepare for the next fight. If they don't win, they can rest peacefully and wait for the last fight.
Of course, even the forty people who were drawn would be delayed by one day. After all, after a melee, most of the people were injured, and only a handful of people were still intact.
Yang Xiaomin cried and approached Yinshan and the others, holding a tag in his hand. "Am I lucky or bad! I actually won the bid!"
"Let nature take its course and refine the power of those Nascent Souls. Huh! Even if it happens again, I don't care!"
"Sect Master, are you okay?" Yinshan and Lantian stepped forward and asked with concern.
"It's no big deal, I just want to fight one more time!" After hearing this, the two looked at each other and said nothing. This was not good news.
Qin Yi held up his chin, looked in the direction of Yang Xiaomin, smiled, and decided to go secretly to say hello.
