"4!"

Before anyone could react, Su Yue had already counted down another number.

All the warriors looked at each other, their minds went blank. They had been fooled by the rules of the red pot game.

Choose two from each clan and kill them directly?

Is it just to please him?

madman.

This Yangxiang tribe is definitely a complete lunatic, an unreasonable lunatic.

What kind of disgusting game is this?

"3!"

The cold voice echoed in the sky, like a life-threatening note from hell.

Many warriors are already trembling in their hearts.

Especially those warriors who were relatively weak and came from the scattered star city felt even more uneasy.

At present, no one is the opponent of this demon. If the tribe really wants to sacrifice, then these wild warriors will definitely be the first batch of candidates.

After all, status is unequal, and they are a minority group, so they naturally have no sense of security.

fear!

These warriors were trembling, and they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

"2!"

Su Yue glanced at the group of warriors and counted down a number in a leisurely manner.

There was still no fluctuation in his expression, as if he was doing something that was natural and he didn't feel any guilt at all.

This group of beasts looks like this in panic now, but if they were on the battlefield, they would look like jackals, extremely cruel and deserved to die.

And the fear within the six tribes is spreading more and more fiercely.

It is simply impossible for the six tribes to execute two warriors on their own.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible.

Many Yangxiang tribesmen were staring at Zizao, waiting for Zizao's orders.

But Zi Zao is also panicking now, and he doesn't dare to say a word of nonsense at the moment.

Lan Le has learned from the past. Before he can clearly see the situation, Zi Zao doesn't want to die here inexplicably.

At critical moments, it is important to protect your own life.

Just wait and see what happens.

Even a madman has a purpose for doing things. He does not believe that the red pot is just for killing.

This is inconsistent with common sense.

Moreover, killing Hong Guo in the secret realm is fun, but if you kill enough, you will still be dead when you leave the secret realm.

No one could be that stupid.

The status of other clan leaders is also the same.

All the warriors were stuck in place like popsicles. No one spoke, no one moved, and no one dared to break the tranquility.

The seventh-grade man who tried to escape just now had already taught them a lesson.

If you move around, you may die.

"1!"

Su Yue finished counting the last number.

"well!

“It seems that everyone turned a deaf ear to my words and attempted collective disobedience!

"I can't afford it.

"I can't have any fun with boring people like you."

Then, Su Yue sighed and smiled faintly.

…

Bang!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

…

The familiar sound of metal cracking is like the magic sound coming from hell.

Then, four rays of silver light shot out in a fan shape, and it was like four chains of Yama appeared in the seventh city, making people feel heartbroken.

…

"ah!"

"Uh...I..."

"Spare...spare my life...spare...

"No, I..."

…

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

…

The silver light fell, and the sound of four heavy objects falling to the ground also sounded.

At this moment, the entire audience was silent.

All the warriors' mouths were dry and their hearts were beating rapidly. Their emotions were so tense that they completely forgot to breathe.

Another four lives.

Two Cyborg clans.

A bughead tribe.

A two-horned tribe.

It was completely random and without any rules. The reason why they died was entirely because Zha Tui stood together and endured an unreasonable disaster.

Of course, there were no surprises in the way of death!

It was still a one-shot kill, and the broken blade was still embedded directly in his forehead.

Using the broken blade as a carrier, the huge energy and blood destroyed all the vitality of the warrior in an instant. Even the seventh grade was as fragile as a piece of grass.

What kind of terrible tactic is this?

The seventh grade, the one who can kill with one strike can kill the seventh grade.

It must be a peerless tactic.

right.

It must be a peerless tactic.

Many warriors were analyzing in their minds.

If it weren't for the peerless fighting method, the eighth-level Dzogchen wouldn't be able to do it so easily.

…

Bang!

…

Su Yue had no nonsense.

The sound of metal breaking continued to sound. He played with the broken blade with his fingertips, while his pupils stared at the crowd indifferently, still with that calm expression.

Of course, the atmosphere at this time is different from before.
To be continued...