Yuan Chu knew that this sword cultivator was extremely powerful. Although he only had the intermediate level of the Source Saint, his combat power had reached the peak of the Source Saint. These ordinary intermediate and primary level warriors were naturally like ants in his eyes.
On the ring of the third group, there was a man wearing a black cloak. The man's face was expressionless, like a wooden man. He just said hoarsely: "I don't like wasting time. You should go together, anyway, you will all die today!"
The warriors in the audience were furious when they heard this. One of the middle-level warriors of the Source Saint sneered disdainfully: "I have seen people who show off and have never seen you show off so much. They obviously have a small body and have to wear a big cloak. They have no intimidating momentum and a good guy. They dare to pretend like others, and they dare to clamor for group fights. This is not seeking death. Since you take the initiative to seek death, we can't blame us for bullying you. Let's kill this person who can show off first, and then let's compete again, let's go together!"
At the call of this guy, more than a hundred people jumped onto the ring at the same time, holding eighteen weapons, one by one, looking at the warrior with a fierce and fierce sneering. The warriors in black cloaks coldly glanced at these people, and then asked indifferently: "Are you all ready to die? Am I going to take action?"
The middle-level warrior of the Source Saint laughed and said, "Hahaha, you are so ridiculous. You are about to die. You are still interested in caring about the life and death of others. The person who wants to die should be..."
Before he could finish his words, his huge head had already flew into the air, and his face was even a proud look before his death. It can be seen that because the other party fired his sword too quickly, he did not even feel any pain. This may be considered as the other party repaying his grudge with kindness.
At the same time, there were still more than a hundred people left. The expressions on their faces were almost the same as those of that person. They were laughing proudly. It could be seen that they died very peacefully, and it could even be said that they died very much because they died very happily.
Everyone in the audience saw more than 100 people on the stage being killed in an instant, and they were completely petrified on the spot. Some people just saw a flash of black shadows on the stage, and hundreds of people had already taken off the air. Most of them didn't even see that he had moved. Anyway, those people died happily in an instant.
No one could see his movements, but Yuan Chu could see clearly that Yuan Chu's broken Taoist eyes were not vegetarians. He clearly saw every move of this person. He knew that this person was definitely a strong enemy. Although his cultivation was not high and he did not have the violent murderous aura, he was extremely fast, his body skills were excellent, and his killing skills were very skilled. He grasped every step and every time he used a knife. It can be said that he was a natural killer.
Only he could hear his voice saying in a hoarse voice: "This is the last thing I can do for you, let you die safely, OK, the next batch!"
On the fourth group of rings was a tall and elegant young man, who could vaguely feel a high aura. Yuanchu even felt that this guy might have been a member of the royal family of the gods. However, when everyone saw the oversized black and gloomy ghost-headed sword in his hand, they never dared to link him with the word "elegance". Who has ever seen such an elegant butcher?
The swordsman looked at the many warriors in the stands with his eyes and said gracefully and politely: "Everyone, who would like to accompany me? I don't mind you going together, but please don't come too much. About one hundred people are enough. If there are too many people, you can't stand. Please abide by the order and come one by one, is it okay?"
Although the swordsman spoke very politely and elegantly, everyone's nose was almost irritated after hearing what he said. This guy was so hateful. He obviously didn't take many heroes seriously, but he still had to pretend to be respectful and polite. He was deliberately trying to humiliate everyone, and who could bear it?
Hundreds of people jumped up at the same time. All of them glared at this guy, wishing they could swallow him alive. However, after seeing the sword in his hand, these people did not act rashly. Everyone knew that fighting with him might suffer a loss. Moreover, everyone learned the lessons of the three groups of people just now, and they did not get too close to each other. They used their martial arts to attack from a long distance. Anyway, there were many people, and everyone bombarded him alone, and they would instantly knock him into a scum.
But before they could take action, the guy suddenly changed his elegant momentum and shouted suddenly: "A madman's sword!"
He suddenly waved the huge dark ghost-headed sword and swept it into the air. The ghost-headed sword did not touch the bodies of these people, but the result was no change. Hundreds of heads roared into the sky. It can be seen that there was infinite reluctance and aggrievance in their eyes. Some people even had a tear mark at the corner of their eyes, as if saying: "Damn, I'm not ready yet!"
Everyone in the audience swallowed their saliva hard and secretly scolded this guy for being a scam. He was obviously a bloodthirsty butcher who didn't play by the rules, but he liked to pretend to be harmless. Do you have this hobby or are you used to it? Can you be more shameless?
Yuan Chu looked at the guy with a serious expression and sighed in his heart: "This guy is so strong. He has already realized the intention of the sword. Even if he doesn't have to touch his body, the sword energy that contains the intention of the sword is enough to kill people invisibly. He and the guy who has already understood the intention of the sword are both outstanding. It seems that there are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the gods!"
While Yuanchu was thinking about it, the black-faced man on the fifth group of rings was already impatient. This guy had a huge body like a black iron tower with great visual impact. His figure was about two feet tall, like a giant, with knotted muscles and blue veins swelling. Even though most of the people of the gods were born very tall, they were like children in front of him, and the gap was extremely obvious.
He sneered at the crowd in a muffled voice and said, "Hehe, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come up and die quickly? Do you want me to go down and grab you? Seeing those guys so excited to kill, my hands have become itchy. Come up and I want to kill you all, hahahaha!"
Everyone in the audience was inevitably frightened when they saw this big guy. Everyone knew that he was definitely a powerful opponent, and no one wanted to go up and die first. It would be better for others to consume him. When he was injured or exhausted, he would take action to kill him.
Just when everyone was hesitating, Shen Wudi outside the arena suddenly shouted loudly: "Why haven't you been on the field yet? The warriors of our gods are not afraid of death. Don't insult your family's reputation, otherwise, you and your family will be severely punished, so why don't you come on stage quickly!"
When everyone heard Shen Wudi's words, they were shocked. They knew that they had to go on stage, otherwise they would implicate their family. And they also knew that no one could go out alive after entering this arena. Anyway, they would die at all, so it would be better to have a fierce battle.
So more than a hundred people couldn't hold back and took the lead in the ring. Without saying a word, they attacked the man with fierce attacks. Some used weapons, some used fists, and some hid in the distance to attack. They were all trying their best, with all their tricks and various tricks, and they attacked so seriously.
However, everyone attacked for a long time, but the big man didn't even move, and there was no scar on his body. All the attacks hit him, only sparking a spark. The sound of jingling like a blacksmith was endless, but it could not hurt him at all.
Just when everyone was incredible, the man sneered bloodthirsty: "Are you scratching me? Or have you not eaten today? Since you have finished fighting, it's time for me to take action now, let's die!"
As he said that, the big man swung his iron fists violently and hit everyone around him. After each punch, one person would be smashed into pieces, and one person would be stepped into meat pie. In a short while, more than one hundred people would be reimbursed. The ring was covered with fragments of corpses and broken limbs and arms, and it was impossible to tell who was who was. The blood stained the entire ring with red blood. The smell of blood was strong and pungent, which was disgusting.
The big man took a deep breath with great pleasure. Amid the despair and fear of the last person, he pulled his head off, then threw it on the ground, crushed it with his feet. He laughed unscrupulously: "It's really unsatisfactory. These wastes can't help but beat them, and they were beaten to death in an instant. I asked if you can come up with a few people, this time, so that I can have a good time?"
Everyone in the audience gritted their teeth and glared at him, wishing they could eat his flesh and drink his blood, but it seemed too difficult. It was very likely that he would chew them all over. However, even so, everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush up.
So, more than a hundred people rushed up together, but the result was exactly the same as those people just now. Without any suspense, they were all killed soon. Yuanchu was like a person who was hiding aside to watch the fun. He thought to himself: "Let this guy work for me first. He is more suitable for this kind of physical work than me. I will take a break first. When it is almost the same, won't I just kill him again!"