And all around, you can still see the destroyed ark, with broken limbs and broken arms, and everything is devastated. It is obvious that dozens of battles have taken place here.
"Should Hongmeng Star just ignore it?" the leader said coldly on the surrounded Ark.
"What? You can't even pass our test, and you still want to participate in the Contest of All Realms? There is no hope other than seeking death." There was a burst of ridicule from the crowd of the War Angry Dynasty.
"Damn it... I only have a hundred points of energy in my hand, just take it." The surrounded Ark understood the current situation very well. They would have no chance to escape and had to give in. After all, this time, the energy
It's a small matter, successfully participating in the Contest of All Realms is the key.
"You are a man who understands current affairs, but I'm afraid this hundred points of energy can't buy your lives." A middle-aged man from the War Angry Dynasty, his face was covered with large and small ravines, and these ravines were all used by sharp weapons.
He was injured, and he was holding a worn-out long knife in his hand. The blade was covered with numerous gaps, but it looked like it immediately gave people a bloodthirsty and carnivorous aura.
I don't know how many creatures he killed with this long sword before the weapon became so ferocious.
"It seems that you won't let us go, whether we give you energy or not!" Ark, who was surrounded, also spoke in a deep voice.
"Jie Jie... pick up my three swords, and I will let you go if you can't pick them up. I don't think you need to participate in the World Hegemony Tournament. It's just a difference between dying early and dying later." The man holding the broken sword in his hand.
Said slowly.
"Seriously?!" the man replied on top of the surrounded ark.
Behind him was a pretty woman with a look of fear in her eyes, her little hands tightly holding the man's sleeve.
"Brother, be careful." The woman said worriedly, and the man nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, he is only a two-star Douxian, and the three-star swordsman underestimates me." The man gently patted the woman's delicate hands and comforted her.
After saying that, the man stepped up and jumped up. All the eyes of the hundreds of people in the Angry Dynasty were fixed on this man.
"Dagu Xingchen, Gu Lin came to ask for advice!" The man waved his battle ax and spoke in a deep voice.
"I'm not interested in your name, because you will become a dead person soon. In order to make your death clear, remember my name, Can Dao, Dugu Ye Shang." The man carrying Can Dao showed a trace of bloodlust on his face.
A sneer, and there were blood stains around the corners of his mouth that had not been licked clean.
"The two-star Dugu Yeshang who brutally killed the four-star!?" Gu Lin was startled, as if he was no stranger to this name, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Jiejie...that guy is just a three-star fighting immortal, only one step away from the four-star. It's bad luck that he became my soul under the sword." Dugu Yeshang laughed, but after hearing this name, Gu Lin's whole body
The hair all over my body stood up and I was sweating profusely.
"Take my three blows. If you survive three blows, I will spare you." Dugu Yeshang's blade made a buzzing sound, as if he was already hungry.
Gu Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were solemn, and a strong sense of life and death crisis enveloped him like a big hand. This was the pressure from Dugu Yeshang.
"Get ready, I'm coming." Dugu Yeshang passed his fingers across the blade, and streams of refined immortal energy poured into the remaining sword, and the blade suddenly made a harsh roar.
Gu Lin took a good posture and seemed to be ready to deal with everything.
Tsk!
The entire void was stagnant, and the speed was so fast that only afterimages passed by.