"Be careful, maybe someone has been ambushing here for a long time and is preparing to ambush us!" These dozen people are members of the Iron Fist Club, and their president has died in the first treasure hunt. The leader of the team now,
It's the vice president, a guy named Zhuo Ming.
The Iron Fist Club was originally the tenth ranked group in the last trade fair, but now these are the only members left!
"Even if there are still nineteen of us left, we must not retreat. The honor of the Iron Fist Club cannot be ruined in our hands. We must try our best to collect the badges of other people. As long as we survive this hurdle,
After the trade fair is over, recruit new disciples to join and grow stronger again!" Zhuo Ming said sternly.
"But...Vice President, wouldn't it be better if we just find a place to hide until this second item is over? There is no danger yet..." a member said quickly.
"What? Are you being a coward? Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death have no right to stay in the Iron Fist Club!" Zhuo Ming glanced sideways, grabbed the man's neck, and said through gritted teeth.
"Vice President, when will we take action?" At this time, Xiao Fan and others were lurking not far away, and a disciple asked through a message.
"Wait, don't worry, and...it seems that they don't get along internally..." Xiao Fan licked his lips and said: "Besides, there are nineteen people on the other side now, and their cultivation levels are much higher than ours. Even if we
It’s difficult to completely annihilate the opponent even if they are caught by surprise!”
"Well, that guy named Zhuo Ming is at the sixth level of human immortality, and most of the others have reached the level of human immortality. A few of us are not even in the human immortality realm, so we really need to be careful!" That disciple
He nodded and continued to lurk patiently.
"Go away! The Iron Fist Club doesn't need cowards!" Zhuo Ming threw the guy aside, then raised his hand to summon his fairy sword, glanced at the other members, and said coldly: "If any of you are letting me hear that,
If so, don’t blame me for being rude!"
"Damn it, Zhuo Ming, who are you trying to scare? The president is dead. Don't think you can control us. We are loyal to the president, not you!" The member who was thrown out clenched his teeth and stood up.
He shouted at Zhuo Ming tit for tat.
"Oh? Are you going to rebel?" Zhuo Ming raised his eyebrows.
"I just want to rebel against you, what's wrong?" The guy raised his hand and held a spear-shaped low-grade immortal weapon in his palm.
"No, please don't say a word. Now that the president is gone, shouldn't it be more important for us who are left to unite?" other members quickly advised.
"Unity? Forget it, I've had enough, I don't want to die and come with me!" the guy spat.
"Go away! Don't let me see you again, otherwise I will definitely kill you!" Zhuo Ming shouted with his eyes wide open.
"Tsk, tsk, there's internal strife, what a good opportunity!" Xiao Fan said, taking out a talisman from his arms: "Listen to my instructions later, these guys will be a good start for us!"
Zhuo Ming's side became more and more noisy, and the nineteen people divided into two groups, shouting at each other, and then the other group turned around and left angrily, leaving Zhuo Ming and others gnashing their teeth.
"There are only ten people left. Should we deal with them or others?" A disciple asked Xiao Fan quickly.
"No hurry, wait!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking about something.
"Wait!" Zhuo Ming suddenly said.
"What happened? We have already parted ways, what else do you want?" The guy who was opposing him stopped and turned around to ask.
"You can leave if you want, but keep your belt. Can't you just admit defeat and withdraw from the second item automatically?" Zhuo Ming said quietly.
"What? You really want our belt? Stop dreaming!"
"Really? Since you don't give it... then don't blame me!" Zhuo Ming said, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, he moved suddenly, and slashed at the opponent with his sword.
"Humph, as expected, I knew it wouldn't end so easily..." Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself: "Let's fight. After they finish fighting, it's not too late for us to take action again!"
The internal strife within the Iron Fist Club was so intense that the two groups, who were just like brothers just now, now acted as if they had a blood feud and were ruthless and ruthless in their attacks.
One after another, twelve people fell into a pool of blood.
In the end, it was Zhuo Ming who won, taking off the others' badges and putting them in his pocket.
However, there were only six people left with him!
"Vice president...what should we do now?" asked the scarred member beside Zhuo Ming.
"It's nothing, it's just that some guys who were greedy for life and afraid of death died!" Zhuo Ming licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, raised his finger and pointed not far away and said: "Let's go over there and find a place to hide first, and then we'll meet again.
!”
On Xiao Fan's side, several disciples became anxious when they saw this: "Vice President, why don't we take action? Now is a good time!"
"Something's wrong, wait a minute!" Xiao Fan shook his head and stared at Zhuo Ming with squinted eyes.
Sure enough, Zhuo Ming took advantage of the moment when the few remaining men had just turned around and headed in the direction he designated, and suddenly took action, swung his sword behind his back, and chopped off the head of the man in front of him.
"Ah! Vice President, what are you doing?" the other five people asked in horror.
"What are you doing? You have no use value anymore. If I take your belt, I can join other groups!" Zhuo Ming had a sinister look on his face, and at the same time he struck quickly, killing all the remaining five people with his sword in an instant.
Down!
The tip of the sword slowly dripped blood.
Zhuo Ming laughed ferociously, put away all his badges, immediately shook his neck, and walked towards Xiao Fan alone.
"He was so cruel and ruthless that he killed all his accomplices!" Everyone on Xiao Fan's side couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Well, as expected, the murderous aura hidden in his eyes cannot escape my intuition!" Xiao Fan nodded, not surprised by Zhuo Ming's actions. There are always some people who will
He is used to doing this kind of thing!
"Do it!" Xiao Fan gave the order and jumped out suddenly.
Zhuo Ming was thinking about something while walking forward proudly, when suddenly nine figures quietly jumped out from the surrounding grass, surrounding him.
"Damn it, there are actually people here?" Zhuo Ming's eyes narrowed slightly: "Do they have a way to hide their aura? I didn't even notice it!"
"However, we have a clear view of what you did just now!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth.
"Humph, are you the only ones? There are only nine mortal immortals. Do you think you can do anything to me?" Zhuo Ming shook his head disdainfully: "Or did you come here specifically to give me the badge?"
"Zhuo Ming, don't feel good about yourself anymore. You're physically exhausted now!" A Freezing Point disciple spat: "Besides, what you just did makes people feel disgusting from the bottom of their hearts!"
"Disgusting? Hahaha, if you don't do it for yourself, you will be killed. This is the law of survival. If you want to survive, you must kill!" Zhuo Ming said with a ferocious expression, and immediately looked around at everyone.
When his eyes fell on Xiao Fan, his expression changed involuntarily!
"Are you Xiao Fei? Are you from Freezing Point?"
"It's Xiao!" Xiao Fan replied with a smile.
"I see..." Zhuo Ming gritted his teeth. Since the person in front of him was Xiao Fei, he didn't dare to kill him at all!
You know, Xiao Fei is the registered disciple of Zeng Ran, the great elder of the inner sect!
"What? Are you still planning to resist?"
"Resist? Are you kidding me? The Freezing Point Club is booming right now. How about... I use these eighteen waist cards as the membership fee to join your Freezing Point Club?" Zhuo Ming rolled his eyes and smiled.
said.
"Okay!" Xiao Fan nodded, walked slowly to Zhuo Ming, suddenly his tone dropped, and he raised a cold smile on his lips: "But eighteen yuan is not enough, and your addition is just right!"
"What?" Zhuo Ming couldn't scream secretly, and when he quickly wanted to retreat, Xiao Fan took action!
His attack was as fast as lightning, and his seemingly innocuous palm was printed on Zhuo Ming's chest as he retreated violently!
Taking a few steps back, Zhuo Ming stabilized his figure, and the panic on his face immediately turned into pride: "Hmph, luckily my cultivation is much higher than yours, and I have been prepared for it. Since you want me
But I can’t kill you, so I have no choice but to run away!”
After that, he turned around and ran away!
"He's trying to escape, stop him quickly!" The others quickly formed a formation, preparing to take action.
"Don't worry, let him go!" Xiao Fan said quietly with his hands behind his back.
"What? Let him go?" Everyone was puzzled.
Zhuo Ming couldn't help but stop and looked at Xiao Fan doubtfully.
"Pounce!" Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhuo Ming's mouth, and he knelt on the ground uncontrollably. His hands were tightly covering his chest, and his face was full of pain.
"You... what on earth did you do to me?" Zhuo Ming felt a splitting pain in his chest, and an unimaginable burning sensation spread throughout his body!
"It's nothing. Do you think the palm I just slapped is ordinary?" Xiao Fan licked his lips and said with a smile: "A guy who even kills his own companions is not qualified to live anymore, let alone be a disciple of the Immortal Palace!"
"Ah...ah!" Zhuo Ming suddenly screamed, and a wisp of fire suddenly burst out from his seven orifices, followed by his whole body burning up, and his figure kept struggling and rolling on the ground.
At the same time, in the court of elders who were watching the situation in the Death Arena, Zeng Ran was sitting leisurely on a chair, holding a glass of fairy wine in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"What a great trick. He actually injected the power of elixir fire into the opponent's chest, igniting the fire element in the body, burning the heart, and spreading throughout the body..." After shaking the wine in the glass, Zeng Ran couldn't help but say: "A sharp move.
, he is vicious and uses a lot of great principles to kill people, he is a good guy, I like him very much!"
As he spoke, Zeng Ran tapped the table with his fingers and gave an order to an elder beside him: "Give me an order. Anyone who can kill Xiao Fei can use Xiao Fei's waist card to replace the waist cards of other disciples worth 100 yuan!"
"Great Elder, what are you..." The elder was stunned.
"Just follow my instructions. If you don't survive through hardships and dangers, how can you be worthy of being my disciple?" Zeng Ran raised the corner of his mouth and said proudly...