In front of the arena.

More than a hundred A-level professionals put on defensive postures. New

Everyone put on strong armor.

The warrior is on the outside.

Remote professions are hiding inside.

The long-haired man personally pointed out the defensive formation, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"With more than a hundred people gathered for defense, it is naturally not easy to break through. Don't worry about it now. That kid will die."

He spoke.

"It's boring. We two powerful people have to stay here. It's a waste of time." The dwarf said.

"If I had known, I would have just let him pass the test, and then I would have fought him personally and killed him directly," the long-haired man said.

He looked at the dozens of heads on the ring and felt quite regretful.

So many of his men died.

A lot of things that are going forward will be affected.

At that time, I noticed that the tone of the "God of Death" was quite angry, and I couldn't understand it for a while.

Now I understand.

This kind of person should be killed directly in person.

You must not give him a chance to escape, otherwise you will really regret it!

The long-haired man became angrier as he thought about it, and said, "Go and bring us our execution rack."

"Yes, boss."

Several subordinates responded quickly.

Soon.

A huge solid black iron frame about three people tall was moved to the front of the ring.

"After three hours, he will be nowhere to be seen," the long-haired man said.

"What the boss means is——"

"Right here, strip him naked, cut him alive, and burn him until he dies."

"yes."

Everyone looked at the huge iron frame and gradually felt fear in their hearts.

at this time.

Wu Xiaode was actually present.

He stood on the wall not far away, shrouded in the silent magic mist, watching this scene quietly.

Tsk——

Things are getting a little difficult.

The sword I picked up was very ordinary, and the light from the sword was barely visible.

He doesn't even have a sword.

Last time, I had to use "Thousand Hands: Violent Killing" to gather some sword light and kill the soul of the deceased with one sword.

The current joint defense of more than a hundred people cannot be broken unless they use a thousand hands.

Do you want to use Senju?

In a world that is about to be destroyed, it doesn't matter if no one sees it.

It's in full view here.

He has the ultimate ability to deal with strong men like the long-haired man in the future. If he sees it in advance, will it make him alert in advance?

Then think of another way.

If it really doesn't work, use Senju again.

Other ways...

Wu Xiaode sat down on the wall and thought hard.

first--

This feature that displays the location every ten minutes is really annoying.

How does it know where it is?

yes!

I have the skills of the Kingdom of Death, and neither the Cyclops nor the "God of Death" can detect them. How come you know my location?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought about counting, then suddenly took out the number plate and studied it over and over.

Two lines of small words suddenly appeared on the number plate:

"This information terminal has turned on real-time location display."

"If you close this terminal, it will be equivalent to defeat in the arena, and you will directly return to the kingdom of death."

It means you will die if you don't let me share my location.

When Wu Xiaode saw it, he was a little happy.

So that's how you discovered my location.

So--

Why don't I shut you down?

He placed the number plate on the wall tile beside him.

The number plate immediately displayed a new line of small words:

"This number plate cannot be left behind."

"If you leave for more than three seconds, you will be reminded immediately. If you leave for more than ten seconds, you will be warned once. If you collect two warnings, it means you have given up on this arena competition and will be transported to the world of death."

——It means that if I leave you, just go and die.

It seems that this doesn't work either.

So what else can be done?

Wu Xiaode took back his number plate, tilted his head and thought for a few breaths, then his mind suddenly moved.

A bronze hand stretched out from the mist.

"Take it."

Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.

Sure enough, the bronze hand came forward and took the number plate from his hand.

A line of small words in ice crystals suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Your bronze hand can be considered an extension of your body and therefore holds the number plate for you."

Wu Xiaode immediately looked towards the number plate.

There was no movement on the number plate, which seemed to be acquiescence to the current situation.

There's drama!

In this case, the rules for number plate location sharing will be clear!

Wu Xiaode looked at the time.

It's almost ten minutes again.

The fog all over his body suddenly shook and spread rapidly in all directions.

The fog was formless and formless, and soon enveloped the entire arena.

"go."

Wu Xiaode muttered silently.

The bronze hand grabbed his number plate, fluttered, and finally stayed above the ring.

The bronze hand paused for a while and then slowly fell.

At this moment, Wu Xiaode took a closer look at those A-level professionals.

A tall man caught his attention.

This strong man seemed to be extremely powerful, and no one around him dared to approach him. Someone just looked at him, and he picked him up and slapped him in the face.

The bronze hand wandered back and forth among the crowd, and finally landed on a man beside the strong man, hiding between his legs.
To be continued...