Before he could wipe the blood off his face, he felt a chill coming from his neck. Then he felt the world spinning. The moment his head hit the ground, he could clearly see his body falling.
He blinked his eyes and then completely lost his life.
"It's your turn!"
Zhang Yi had no intention of stopping and swung his sword straight towards the chained man. Just when he took action, he noticed a chill coming from his side. He immediately turned the sword edge and slashed behind him.
, dozens of tiny silver needles fell to the ground.
This also allowed the man in the iron chain to escape with his life. He kept retreating. When he came back to his senses, he was already covered in cold sweat from behind. Looking at Zhang Yi who was covered in blood, his eyes were filled with thick tears.
Fear.
"Who is this kid? Why is his murderous nature so strong?"
The man in the iron chain was confused, and for a moment he did not dare to approach Zhang Yi again. He felt that he had just walked away from the gate of hell.
While dealing with the opponent, Princess Ziling observed the person who used the hidden weapon. When Zhang Yi was attacked, Princess Ziling keenly discovered that it was the person who had dodged the Zhuge Divine Arrow before, and who had been hiding in the corner before.
The silent person said, "So it's you!"
"Elder brother, I found the person who used the hidden weapon, and it's him!"
Princess Ziling pointed at the man who had been hiding in the dark and reminded him with a loud voice.
"It's actually him!?"
A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he ran toward the man with the long sword in his hand, but soon five more people surrounded him, giving him no chance to get close to the man.
"Get away!"
Zhang Yi shouted angrily, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes. The long sword in his hand seemed to be slightly affected. A bit of murderous intent burst out from it, and it gradually turned into a strange blood-red color, like a sword.
Bloodthirsty Sword.
Zhang Yi also noticed the change in the sword in his hand, but he didn't have time to think about it. Several people waved the weapons in their hands and charged towards Zhang Yi with deadly moves. But just when Zhang Yi was about to take action, he saw a
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and five divine arrows pierced into their hearts from strange angles. The person who shot them was none other than Princess Ziling.
Zhang Yi pulled out the five magic arrows and continued running towards the inconspicuous man.
Just now, Zhang Yi killed two people, and Princess Ziling killed five more people. There were only twenty-three death row prisoners left on the field, and Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling only suffered some superficial injuries.
"It's so exciting. This is definitely the most exciting battle I have ever seen in my life!"
"The sword will see blood, and what Miss Jiu'er is holding is the legendary Zhuge Divine Crossbow, right? Just like the rumors say, when an arrow is fired, there will be blood!"
"It seems that Zhang Fan, brother and sister, they still have a chance to win."
Many viewers have stood up to watch with excitement, fearing to miss every wonderful moment.
On the ring, corpses of death row prisoners were piled up everywhere. The living prisoners were probably afraid of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in the hands of Princess Ziling. For a while, no one stopped Zhang Yi's way, for fear that the next arrow would hit him.
On oneself.
Princess Ziling relied on an iron umbrella to withstand the attacks of ten people, which shows how quickly her control of her own power and control improved during this period.
"Are you sure you don't want to take action?"
At this time, the man who had always been very low-key suddenly spoke. His voice was full of magnetism, and he was born with a sense of obedience.
"Who the hell are you? If you have the ability, go ahead and don't just play dirty tricks behind your back!"
Someone scolded dissatisfiedly.
In this extreme environment, people's emotions are always prone to collapse.
"Then you can die!"
The man said something lightly, and then he raised his hand slightly, and a silver needle penetrated the speaker's head, ending his life.
The silver needles that Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling can dodge does not mean that others can dodge them.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi stopped and looked at the man with silver needles with great interest. He was happy to see the prisoners on death row killing each other.
"Crazy Needle! Are you crazy? Now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, why are you killing him?"
Another person scolded dissatisfiedly.
"A grasshopper on a rope? I don't like grasshoppers, so... you go die too!"
As soon as the words fell, the person who spoke fell down again, and another person died under his silver needle.
This made the people who were originally ready to scold him shut their mouths honestly, but unexpectedly he looked at a few people and asked: "Are you still sure you don't want to do anything?"
He sat on the ground from beginning to end, his eyes as calm as ever, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
The remaining people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and roared towards Zhang Yi, but they were already confused. They were still Zhang Yi's opponents. They saw the bloody long sword in Zhang Yi's hand swinging.
Suddenly, with bursts of blood flashing, several more people fell to the ground.
Now there are only ten death row inmates left standing in Nuoda's ring. Densely packed corpses fell to the ground, and the ring was dyed red with blood. A smell of blood filled the air, but this made the audience
Increasing atmosphere.
Zhang Yi had cleared all the obstacles, and without any pause, he swung his sword towards Kuang Zhen again. Kuang Zhen had no intention of dodging. He slowly stood up from the ground, clapped his hands and said relaxedly.
: "What's your name?"
He was as calm as if the person in front of him was not an enemy but an old friend whom he had not seen for many years, and he seemed not to take Zhang Yi's sword seriously.
"Zhang Fan!"
Zhang Yi's hand did not stop, and he slashed straight towards Kuang Zhen's head. But just when the sword edge was about to fall, Kuang Zhen calmly raised his arm. When the two collided, a burst of metal was heard.
With the sound of collision, Zhang Yi's long sword actually didn't make any further progress.
Zhang Yi frowned slightly. You must know that his sword had even destroyed the martial arts arena, but now it was blocked by Kuang Zhen with one hand.
"No need to be so surprised, my hands have been modified."
Kuangzhen seemed to have noticed Zhang Yi's thoughts and calmly raised his arm, revealing the arm made of iron inside. No wonder he had kept his palms in his sleeves before.
"The transformation is so sophisticated? The silver needle in your hand is still intact. What is your relationship with the blacksmith?"
Such exquisite craftsmanship reminded Zhang Yi of a blacksmith, and he couldn't help but frowning and asked.
"Why do you have anything to do with him? Aren't you a disciple of the two academies, three sects, and six sects? You don't even know about the Shenlian Sect!"
"Can a mere blacksmith be compared to our God Lian Sect?"
Crazy Needle didn't seem to mind having his identity exposed, he just cared to despise the blacksmith.
"Shenlian Sect?!"
Zhang Yi really didn't know much about the Shenlian Sect, but hearing that he belonged to one of the three sects, he thought he must be extraordinary, and he became a little more wary.