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Chapter One Thousand: Strong Killing Intent

La Liga is the force closest to leaving Purgatory among the four sects. Fu Yiyi also guessed that this is because La Liga has stronger control over this area.

The competition between the four sects is only superficial. They have a common purpose, which is to continuously strengthen and continuously improve the combat effectiveness of the sects, perhaps in order to occupy the entire martial prison in one fell swoop one day in the future!

Fu Yiyi's arrogant performance made some people around him hate him. Some people secretly regarded Fu Yiyi as the first person to kill. Others regarded Fu Yiyi as a dangerous person and were unwilling to fight with him.

A head-on conflict occurs.

After all, he broke the short and thin man's wrist without even a trace of hesitation. Cruel! Definitely a ruthless person!

Several guards responsible for recruitment in La Liga also saw this scene. They only had disdain in their eyes. If you are not as strong as a king, you are so arrogant. If you are not really talented, then you will definitely be dead in La Liga! [

"name."

"Green Wolf."

"realm?"

"The Realm of Martial Arts."

"Huh?" The guard raised his head and said coldly, "The level is too high. If we don't recruit you, you can leave."

Fu Yiyi frowned. The realm was too high. He had already suppressed him to the realm of a king. He even said that the realm was too high. He clenched his fists tightly. Fu Yiyi stared at the guard with murderous intent on his face.

The guard was unmoved. He gave a fierce look and didn't care at all. He raised his fingers on the table and said playfully: "La Liga only recruits people who are below the level of martial arts. You have already exceeded it.

We're not interested, of course, you can go check out other sects, maybe they still want it."

"Huh!" Fu Yiyi snorted coldly and was about to take action. Suddenly, a fat middle-aged man walked over. The armor was very simple, as if it had been ripped off from a thousand-year-old corpse. He stretched out his hand to stop him.

He picked up the guard, looked at Fu Yiyi and said, "He can be taken in. His talent looks good."

"Yes, senior brother." Without any nonsense, the fat man spoke, and the guard directly wrote down Fu Yiduo's name.

Fu Yiyi glanced at the fat man and said nothing.

"Yes, this look is very murderous, yes!" The fat man touched his beard and was very satisfied with Fu Yiyi's look, as if he had seen some kind of talent. He chuckled and looked at Fu Yiyi carefully for a few times.

walked away.

"Next!"

Regardless of Fu Yiyi, so what about the Martial Realm, the weakest official disciple of their La Liga sect is the Martial Realm, so what does it matter? But Fu Yiyi’s series of performances, the name Qinglang has attracted the attention of many people behind, and the more and more

They are arrogant people. If you trample them and kill them, you will have a better chance of promotion. Such people are simply stepping stones!

Fu Yiyi stood aside and waited until everyone here was selected before he could enter La Liga as a preparatory disciple for selection.

"You? That's too bad, get out!" The guard was impatient and wanted to select all kinds of rubbish. Such a person would never survive a day in La Liga!

"Please, please! Let me enter La Liga, I must be talented!" The man knelt down and begged, with tears already falling from his eyes.

"Crying and crying, what's the use of a person like you!" He raised his spear, but the guard was not so kind. He shot directly through the man's heart and flew him far away. His face was filled with evil aura, like a demon god.

.

"Hmph, it's a waste of our La Liga time and a waste of my energy!" The guard coldly swept the people behind him and shouted: "Hurry up, next one!"

Compared to Fu Yiyi, La Liga's guards are even more arrogant and rampant![

But who dares to complain? Who dares to scold you? He doesn't even dare to fart, for fear of stirring up dust and making these guards unhappy. La Liga's guards are completely rational when killing people. At worst, they will directly arrest you and make you a slave. In the end, you will be killed.

There is absolutely no way to escape death.

The whole process was very quiet. They were probably frightened by the cruelty of the guards. It was obvious that there were fewer and fewer people to recruit, and the population of each sect was getting smaller and smaller.

, La Liga has only recruited more than a hundred people this time, and there are six at the highest level, including Fu Yiyi, who are all in the realm of martial arts.

Their principle of selecting people is to only look at talent. If they look good at first glance and meet the conditions, they will accept them first. After all, they still need to be screened to enter La Liga. By then, half of them will be eliminated.

"There are fewer and fewer people being recruited now. I remember when I first recruited more than 2,000 people... now..." Several guards were talking softly, and Fu Yiyi moved his ears and heard clearly.

From more than 2,000 people to more than 200 people now? How much has the population in Purgatory dropped sharply? After a little calculation, I can get a rough impression. It seems that the competition for people among the four sects in Purgatory has already begun.

The fight is almost over, and it is estimated that the combat effectiveness within the sect has almost reached its peak.

"Hmph, Wanling Sect is always the strongest. I wonder if a junior brother will appear this year to take a breath!"

Fu Yiyi no longer cares about what they say. These disciples can only see this scene of the superficial competition between the four sects. However, the results that the real high-level officials hope to obtain will never be known to these ordinary disciples.

More than two hundred people had already merged and stood together, and were led into the La Liga sect by a guard.

The huge building is very majestic and full of simple atmosphere. Its shape is quite similar to the architectural style of ancient China. Fu Yiyi is not surprised. The same can be seen in the martial prison ruins.

The architecture, like the three huge building complexes in the weak water land, will definitely amaze contemporary construction engineers.

The guards led me into a remote house in La Liga. Compared to the place where I was led to, this place was a paradise. At least the house was not thatched, but made of wood.

"You, six of you, will live in separate rooms. The selection will begin tomorrow and will last for two days." The guard just said, and then handed the instructions to the person in charge here and left. It seemed that to him, these recruited people were nothing more.

They are just cannon fodder. Every time they are recruited, no more than 20 people will survive to join the official disciple team of La Liga, and this batch is only 200 people, so it would be good to have two.

The person in charge of the newcomer was an old man. Fu Yiyi looked at it and saw that he only had one arm and a scar on his face. He looked like someone who had come back from the edge of life and death, and there was a fierce murderous look in his eyes!

"Those who heard their names will come forward and move in in the order assigned by me." The old man's voice was cold and emotionless. These people had just been selected, and there were still some happy people on their faces as they glanced at them one by one, as if they were thinking of themselves.

of the past.

Living is the best!

"Caesar, Qinglang, Li Tong..." the old man was chanting. When Fu Yiyi heard his name, he also walked out. Five other people also walked out. Fu Yiyi glanced at it. These five people actually

Are they all in the realm of martial arts?

"They actually put six of them in the Martial Realm together." Fu Yiyi thought to himself. He didn't know how the guards arranged it to suppress their strength to the Martial Realm. Fu Yiyi wanted to see what talent the people in purgatory had.

How terrible.

Fu Yiyi looked at the five of them, and the five of them also looked at each other, with strong murderous intent in their eyes.

A note to readers:

It’s the 1,000th chapter, is there any reward!!! It’s the first time I’ve written such a long novel. Looking back, I feel a little emotional. Thank you everyone for your support along the way!
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