"What?"

"Cut off half? There are only 300 places in Chuankong Island every year, which is far less rare than other islands, and now it has to cut off half of them? Why?"

"It's unfair for you to do this!"

Everyone at Chuankong Island at the port showed anger when they heard the old man's words.

"Shut up!"

Elder Hai snorted coldly, and the terrifying aura of the half-step Martial Emperor was released, covering the entire port. Those warriors with slightly weak cultivation even squirted blood and were seriously injured.

"Enough!"

Kong Zheng, the master of Chuankong Island, roared, and the breath of the half-step Wu Emperor was also released to protect everyone. He looked at Elder Hai with a gloomy face, "Elder Hai, although I Chuankong Island is weak, I am not a coward who can be bullied by others. These three hundred places have been decided long ago, why should I cut it off?"

There are not many strong men passing through the sky.

At the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, if you cut off half of the people, then you still have a ball?

Elder Hai sneered and said lightly, "This time, many family members of Sinan Island and Shangshan Island went to watch the Ten Thousand Demons Conference. There were not enough seats among the flying fish, so you could only cut off half of them to make room!"

"Family? Feitianyu only accepts the strong men who participated in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference. When did even accept the family?" Kong Zheng asked with red eyes.

In previous years, some powerful islands had family members accompanying them.

But that's only a few.

Where can I use more than one hundred places?

"Well? Are you questioning this elder? Kong Zheng, it's already very proud of you to leave half of the people, so don't be shameless!" Elder Hai said with a gloomy face and word by word.

At this moment...

A faint laugh came from the belly of the flying fish: "Why should Lord Kong Island be so angry? Anyway, did you send 300 people to Chuankong Island or three people to attend the Ten Thousand Demons Conference? The result is the same as the bottom, why bother to care about these?"

"This time, I personally attended the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, but to reach the top ten, my father sent dozens of maids and slaves to serve me. Could it be that Master Kong wanted me to leave all the maids and slaves behind?" This was a young man with green hair. He was picking his teeth with a thin hook on his fingertips and said indifferently.

Maid? Slave?

Every place in the Ten Thousand Demons Conference is extremely precious.

It is related to the ranking and reputation of each island in the next fifty years.

They actually wanted to occupy most of the quota of Chuankong Island and provide it to their slaves and maids?

insult!

This is a naked insult!

Kong Zheng was trembling all over, shaking like a sieve. Water could drip from his gloomy face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Hai, we have known each other for hundreds of years? Are you sure you want to treat me like this?"

Elder Hai glanced at him, looked indifferent and shrugged: "It's not that I want to target you, but Young Master Si Nan and Young Master Xunshan said it right. Even if you send a hundred more people through the Kong Island, what will the impact on the final outcome? I advise you not to struggle anymore. Isn't it good to be obedient?"

"you……"

Kong Zheng's face was blue and white.

Just as he was about to speak, his face froze, and he stared blankly at the figure walking past him.

That figure was Ling Jianchen.

He walked towards the Feitian Fish in a leisurely courtyard, ignoring the astonished gaze of Elder Hai and others. Until he was about to step into the Feitian Fish's belly, Elder Hai reacted and roared with a pale face: "Ye, where is the little bastard from? Is this elder allowed you to come up? Get down!"

boom!

Elder Hai had a palm with his back hand, and the holy power surrounded the palm of his hand and suddenly flew out.

When Ling Jianchen approaches.

This palm turned into a sharp claw with silver light, and the claws crossed the sky and grabbed Ling Jianchen's shoulders. If they were caught, half of Ling Jianchen's shoulders would be pulled down.

"roll!"

Ling Jianchen didn't look back and his body shook slightly.

Bang!

The sharp claws were broken away.

"What?"

Elder Hai's face suddenly changed, and there was a solemn look in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Jianchen turned around and stared at him without any emotion, making Elder Hai's body cold, as if he had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cellar.

Ling Jianchen spoke slowly, and his cold voice hit his soul like a blade: "Old dog, if you don't want to die, shut up!"

puff!

Elder Hai's face suddenly turned pale, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Ling Jianchen did not pay attention to Elder Hai, but went to the Young Master of the Mountain and the Young Master of Si Nan.

The young master of the Mount, with green hair, reached the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Ancestor. He was nervous, holding a short sword in each hand, and looked at Ling Jianchen with a serious expression: "What do you want to do?"

"Let me back and go further, I will kill you!" The big sword flashing in Young Master Si Nan's hand drew a few bright arcs in front of him, with ferocious facial features and roaring.

His cultivation level is also at the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Ancestor.

It is already good that the two of them are less than fifty years old.

Ling Jianchen glanced at the two of them and pointed at Elder Hai: "The old man said that the slaves and maids of your two families had taken up all the places and asked us to cut off half of them. Is that true?"

"So what? So what?" The young master of the Mount Shangshan looked proud, "I have been in the top 60 for three consecutive years. He is at the bottom of the Chuankong Island every year, and the strong are prey on the weak. I am better than him. If you grab his place, what can he have?"

Young Master Si Nan agreed: "That's right, we just took this quota. What can you do?"

The flying fish are responsible for picking up and dropping off the three families: Xunshan Island, Sinan Island and Chuankong Island. The remaining strong people in the belly of the flying fish are all from these two families.

They each held the war soldiers with cold murderous intent on their faces.

Once the Young Master Si Nan and the others ordered, they would take action without hesitation and cut Ling Jianchen to death!

Ling Jianchen glanced at everyone and said lightly: "How many places are occupied by my Chuankong Island? Let those go down, and I will spare them. Otherwise, if you occupy my Chuankong Island, I will kill you. Since the seats are not enough, then kill them until enough!"

boom!

This is like a bolt from the blue.

The faces of Young Master Si Nan and Young Master Xunshan were extremely difficult to see. The two looked at each other and saw the coldness and anger in each other's eyes: "Good boy, how dare you threaten me?"

"What are you talking about to him?"

The young master of the mountain shook his green hair, snorted coldly, waved his hand to his command, "Kill him to death!"

"kill!"

"Arrogant boy, die!"

For a moment, there were bursts of shouts of killing sounds in the belly of the flying fish.

More than 2,000 strong men from Xunshan Island and Sinan Island turned into a torrent of steel and rushed towards Ling Jianchen.

Ling Jianchen shook his head helplessly: "I have given you the opportunity, you don't cherish it. Since that's the case, don't blame me!"

Just finished speaking.

The two of them felt a gust of wind blowing in front of them.

The next second...

A hot blood and a shrill scream came from behind them.

"Young Master, save me..."

"I don't want to die..."

"Give me your life!"

Ling Jianchen transformed into the god of death who harvested life. Wherever he passed, his heads flew up. Blood and minced meat gathered into a river, flowing on the ground, making the whole flying fish abdomen full of pungent blood.

After just ten breaths.

There are more than 2,500 people, but only more than 2,200 people are left.

The remaining strong men no longer dared to approach Ling Jianchen. Looking at Ling Jianchen who was stepping on the sea of ​​blood, they were completely scared. Including Young Master Si Nan and Young Master Xunshan, the two of them hugged each other tightly, trembling all over.

Ling Jianchen curled his lips and looked at Elder Hai, who was also surprised: "You said before that the quota was not enough, right? Now it's enough? If it's not enough, I can clean up a few more!"
Chapter completed!