Seeing this, the strong men of the Luoxi tribe breathed a sigh of relief, but became even more worried. Because of the lack of entanglement of these people, the pressure of the other Luoxi tribes on the duel are doubled and they were besieged by many people.

"Ah... Chief!"

A third-level mid-stage genius let out a shrill scream, and then his chest was smashed to pieces by a giant hammer, and his heart collapsed. In an instant, a fifth-level strong man in the stands was so angry that he roared repeatedly. He was his descendant and died!

People's minds suffered an unparalleled impact. This melee was simply a one-sided massacre. Even though the Luoxi tribe finally saved some people, most of them would still be killed or injured.

In the duel arena, Ye Chu was about to go to the next battlefield to rescue the people of the Luoxi tribe, but at this moment, a hasty figure came straight to him, and it was Fusa.

"Boy, come here to give me a cushion!" Fu Sa saw Ye Chu at a glance, and was overjoyed in an instant, rushed over and grabbed Ye Chu's shoulder. That posture would definitely throw him towards a group of enemies like wolves and tigers behind him.

Ye Chu's eyes instantly became cold and murderous intent was terrifying. Seeing that the other party's hand was about to touch his shoulder, he turned around and pretended to accidentally hit him.

It doesn't matter if this collision is gone. Fu Sa's whole soul is scattered, and his body is involuntarily pushed back by a hidden force. He staggers. He originally could have escaped from the duel arena, but now he is extremely desperate.

"You beast!"

Fu Sa roared shrillly and his face turned pale, because two grim smiles came from behind, accompanied by two huge blood-qi fist lights that hit his back.

puff!

He opened his mouth suddenly and squirted blood, feeling that his body seemed to explode, his internal organs were torn apart, his bones collapsed, and his eyes instantly dissipated, and he seemed to be unable to survive.

However, Fusa's eyes were filled with endless resentment, not targeting the two tribes who gave him a fatal blow, but staring at Ye Chu's back who was turning around and leaving quickly. The ultimate hatred could almost burn out the entire law space.

He hated him, he was unwilling to accept it, he felt incredible, why did it become like this? He was obviously of the second-level strength, he could clearly seize the other party as a shield, and then take the opportunity to escape.

However, he never expected that the other party just accidentally bumped, and his early third-level physical body was directly shaken, without any resistance. It was this inconspicuous collision that directly ruined his life.

"I'm not willing...ahhhh!"

He suddenly roared to the sky, and then the attack behind him rushed again. He was smashed into pieces and died in great miserable tragic.

"Fuza!"

In the stands of the Luoxi tribe, an old man with white hair and beard roared like crazy. His boundless murderous intent stirred around him. His eyes were bloodshot and he wanted to rush to the duel arena and suppress Ye Chu, so that the other party would be worse than death.

Yes, he saw it!

Because he was worried that he would be the most favored and most proud descendant, he always stared at Fusa and hoped that he would jump out of the duel arena immediately.

He also saw Fu Sa's actions of grabbing Ye Chu, but he didn't care. The other party was just a garbage genius from the garbage tribe. How could he be compared with his descendants?

It was also Ye Chu's honor to be arrested as a shield. He didn't care that Ye Chu felt guilty because of his death.

However, Ye Chu's seemingly accidental action, which fell into his eyes, was definitely intentional. The other party deliberately wanted Fu Sa to pause and then be killed by his opponent.

"This damn beast actually killed my descendants!" He was furious and released his fifth-level cultivation madly, causing the others in the stands to frown. Jin Bo and the chiefs of the Mo Ke tribe all showed displeasure.

"Prince Ur, calm down first. This is not a place where you can scatter wildness!" A fifth-level powerful man from the Jinpu tribe reminded him coldly.

However, Ur didn't care about the eyes and words of these people at all. His eyes that could almost drip bleeding were staring at Ye Chu who was running back and forth in the duel arena, and his murderous intent was still strong.

Ye Chu was used by his descendants and died, and he didn't care at all, but Ye Chu killed his descendants, so he would never forgive him. He swore that if this person jumped out of the duel arena, he would definitely capture this son as soon as possible and torture the other party with the most terrifying and harshest punishment in the world.

Yes, Ur felt that Ye Chu could definitely escape from the duel arena, because this boy is running happily now, at a very fast speed, and should be able to save his life!

He will never let this boy have a good time!

"hehe!"

Ye Chu felt the strong murderous intent from Ur in the stands. He sneered and looked calm. Just let Fusa deal with him, and he would not let him cheat the other party to death?

It's so shameless and venomous!

However, so what? Will Ye Chu die so easily?

If he was willing, it would not be too difficult for him to kill these so-called geniuses alone. He just didn't want to. After all, doing so would affect his rewards.

"Ye Chu seems to have begun to show his true strength. He has many opportunities to jump out of the duel arena, but why don't he do that?"

Qatar and others, who had been paying attention to Ye Chu's situation, were shocked and puzzled. They had not realized that Ye Chu had just killed a descendant of a fifth-level priest. If they knew, they might be scared to what extent.

Felton said calmly: "You can watch it, seniors will show their strength that will shock you later."

Upon hearing this, Qatar and others disagree. What can you do if you show your strength? Can you turn the world around and change the current situation?

Too difficult!

Boom boom boom boom...

It was also at this time that the two major tribes' offensive against the Luoxi tribe became even more fierce, and one genius after another was ruthlessly killed. Gradually, the remaining Luoxi tribe's genius became panicked and scared.

"Everyone, we won't participate in this competition anymore. We don't want any rewards anymore. It's the most important thing to keep the seeds of genius!"

At this moment, Melbourne, suppressed by the handsome young man at the third level of the Mo Ke tribe, roared angrily, fighting and retreating, fighting and suffering from injuries, constantly moving towards the edge.

As soon as this statement came out, the geniuses of the Luoxi tribe woke up and retreated in full swing.

However, how could the people from Jinbo and Mo Ke tribe let them leave so easily? They were killed more and more desperately.

Qatar clenched his fists, and his fingertips were deeply inserted into the flesh and blood of his palms, but he could not feel the pain at all. At this moment, he only had boundless anger and aggrievance in his heart.

Seeing the tribe's geniuses die one by one, he has no choice but to do anything. This sense of frustration and helplessness cannot be described in words.
Chapter completed!