Yin Kaitian's voice echoed clearly in the air, and the millions of monks watching the battle could hear it clearly.

There was a commotion among the cultivators in the Immortal Burial Palace. Some were angry, others were panicked, and even more people felt sad for no reason.

This is really sending someone to die.

Both Lei Shiba and Dugu Xin are peerless geniuses among the disciples of the Immortal Burial Palace. They are invincible among the same level. Looking at the entire North Heaven Immortal Domain, it is difficult to find an opponent among the monks of the same level. As a result, within a quarter of an hour,

He couldn't hold on for a long time and was easily killed by the opponent.

If Lei Shiba's defeat was a little careless, Dugu Xin was not careless at all. He was full of firepower as soon as he came on the stage, but he was still defeated by his opponent's sword. This shows that his opponent is not ordinary strong.

It seems that the defeat of Hu Chi and his entourage that day was no accident. All the monks under Yun Ye's command were aliens.

If you think about it carefully, you will find that the opponent is too strong on the one hand, and the battle in the ring is also an important reason for their death. Without the confinement of the ring, with their magical powers, they can easily escape even if they are defeated.

I originally wanted to use this arena to limit the use of magical powers and spells by the cultivators in Beihuan Immortal Palace, and to use my good hand-to-hand combat to kill powerful enemies and take revenge. Now I have dug a hole and jumped into it, and by the way, I was buried in it.

In the pit.

Dao Kuang's face was even more ugly. His eyes were fixed on the faces of Yun Ye, Tu Lei and others, as if he wanted to kill these people with his eyes.

At this moment, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and wanted to fight directly against Yun Ye and others, but his reason told him that he could not do it. With Yin Kaitian and Luo Xinghe hiding in the dark, he might not be able to kill Yun Ye and others if he did it.

, I am afraid that not many of the disciples buried in the Immortal Palace can survive. These disciples are all elites and cannot be compromised.

Seeing that Dao Kuang was on the verge of going berserk, no one among the Immortal Burial Palace disciples dared to talk too much, or even dared to look at Dao Kuang. The atmosphere in the place was depressing, and there was silence. Everyone was on tenterhooks, even

Hu Chi is no exception. He doesn't dare to look at Dao Kuang or make any sound.

Sang Qingshu, Che Buchi looked at each other, they wanted to speak, but they hesitated but no one said anything.

"Do you still want to fight? If you don't want to fight, then kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat!"

A man's voice suddenly sounded, causing many people's eardrums to buzz.

The cultivators followed the voice and saw that the person speaking was a Taoist priest in blue robes with sloppy clothes.

"Yes, everyone is busy with other things, so don't waste any more time!"

Next to the Taoist priest, the masked man took over the conversation.

Both of them were looking at the sword madman and the disciples of the Immortal Burial Palace.

The pot-bellied man in purple robe was looking at the Beihuan Immortal Palace cultivators, and at Tu Lei, Li Yu and others behind Yun Ye, with sharp eyes, like a hunter seeing his prey or a thief discovering a treasure.

In the other direction, Zhenbei City Lord Shamojie was also looking at Dao Kuang, with a somewhat playful smile on his face.

Finally, someone dared to attack Dao Kuang. Among the five major forces, the one that was most depressing and intolerable to him was the group of lunatics from Burial Immortal Palace. When they arrived in Zhenbei City, they were all as difficult to serve as uncles, but he couldn't hide there.

On the other hand, I can only be abused honestly.

After hearing the words of the Taoist priest and the masked man, the cultivators watching the battle all turned their attention to Dao Kuang.

"Old Yin, next!"

Dao Kuang looked at Yin Kaitian again, trying his best to calm down his voice, but his voice was still somewhat deformed, with emotions leaking out.

Yin Kaitian's right brow twitched imperceptibly a few times, and the smile on his face faded a bit. His eyes swept over Tu Lei and others, and finally landed on Yun Ye's face.

"Let's fight!"

Yin Kaitian opened his mouth and said, for a moment, he was reluctant to let Tu Lei and his group step onto the ring to challenge again. It was too dangerous. These are all treasures. If one dies, one will be missing.

Yun Ye nodded and looked at Murong Piaoxue.

Among the cultivators who have not gone out to fight, the one with the lowest level right now is Murong Piaoxue.

Murong Piaoxue took a deep breath, stepped out from the crowd, and rushed to the ring. As her magic power was activated, star marks appeared between her eyebrows, and a suit of green armor emerged from her body.

This time, no one saw the appearance of the third layer of armor. Murong Piaoxue looked calm and calm. He walked onto the ring unhurriedly, and calmly launched two flying swords that circled around him. He held them in his hands.

The other sword was as bright as autumn water.

The calmness and calmness in his eyes seemed to indicate that he was not afraid of who the other party was.

But this time, the disciple sent by the Immortal Burial Palace was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a medium build. He also walked steadily onto the ring, and calmly held out a long knife in his hand, with the same look in his eyes.

He was full of calmness. The tragic defeat of his three classmates did not seem to affect him. Murong Piaoxue's calmness also did not affect him.

"Who is this person?"

Sang Qingshu's voice coach asked soon.

Che Buchi shook his head. He didn't know this person either. He had never seen him or heard of him. There were so many monks of the sixth level of Venus in Burial Immortal Palace. How could he know them all?

The sword madman would send this person into battle, and he definitely wasn't going to die. This person was either the secret of the Immortal Burial Palace, an unborn genius, an invisible killer who specialized in doing dirty work for the Immortal Burial Palace, or he was simply an old monster with powerful supernatural powers pretending to be

.

Although the star marks between this person's eyebrows look genuine, there are some mysterious spells that can cover up and change the star marks between his eyebrows.

Not only did the two of them not know each other, but no one in the Shenfu Palace or Wuya Mountain disciples behind them knew this middle-aged man either. Everyone was whispering and questioning "Who is this man?"

Sang Qingshu suddenly discovered that there was a huge loophole in the rules of this arena battle, that is, contestants were not required to register themselves.

At first, he thought it was not important. Yesterday he already knew the identities, names and realms of the fifteen people from Beihuan Immortal Palace, Yun Ye, Tu Lei and their group. As for the disciples from Burial Immortal Palace, none of them were nameless if they could cultivate to the Venus realm.

Even if he didn't know this person, the Venus realm disciples of the Divine Talisman Palace behind him would always know him, but this "unknown person" came out.

However, this is no longer important. Che Buchi has already manipulated the magic circle, closed the portal, and the restricted light curtain outside the arena has been closed.

On the ring, light and shadow flickered next to Murong Piaoxue. A ferocious-looking one-horned ape and a three-tailed beast with lightning around its body appeared on the ring. This ape actually held a pole in its furry paws.

A big stick that is thick at the front and thin at the back.

The face of the unknown person changed, and his figure suddenly flew back. He slashed out with his right hand and raised his left arm. A spirit beast ring flew out from his arm, and he also wanted to summon spirit beasts to help him fight.

Seeing the power of this sword, Sang Qingshu couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Sure enough, this man was not simple. Even a monk at the seventh level of Venus would probably be unable to use this sword 90% of the time.

Murong Piaoxue did not resist the sword, but chose to escape. She fled quickly, her body movements as light as the wind.

The one-horned ape took a step forward and smashed the sword light with a stick. On the other side, the three-tailed ape opened its mouth and spit out a thick bolt of lightning. It waved its sharp claws and struck the man with one claw.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them were fighting together, with sticks and knives flying, thunder and lightning roaring, and claw shadows crisscrossing the area.

Although this man was extraordinary, these two monsters seemed to be even more powerful. The man was instantly at a disadvantage. The spirit beast he sacrificed had just rushed out of the spirit beast ring and had not yet fully emerged. Murong Piao on one side

However, Xue stepped forward and struck the monster beast's body with a sword. Blood splattered and the screams shook the sky. The golden mastiff's body was split into two pieces.

In just three minutes, the knife in the man's hand was smashed away by the big stick of the one-horned ape. Then, in the process of retreating, he was slapped on the back by the paw of the three-tailed monkey. The next moment, a

The flying sword struck the man's neck...

There was silence!

Many spectators had their eyes wide open and stared at the ring, as if they wanted to see more clearly. Unfortunately, this "unknown man" had his neck cut off and was smashed to pieces by the one-horned ape with a stick.

The head was pounced on by the three-tailed beast again, and it was swallowed in two mouthfuls.

Murong Piaoxue picked up the knife that looked good without politeness, and picked up a spirit beast ring. Looking at it, it looked completely unharmed. It really was unharmed. He had been hiding just now.
Chapter completed!