[Chapter 776 You'd better ask God to worship Buddha, don't meet me! 】
[Chapter 776 You’d better pray to God and worship Buddha, don’t meet me! 】
The same scene is being played out repeatedly in different balls of light.
This group of tens of thousands of warriors has varying qualities. They can be called strong, but there really aren't many of them.
Facing the opponents of Duckweed Commons and the four great masters, they all surrendered neatly. Although they could not use the power of breaking the void, the difference in martial arts experience and application could still separate them from ordinary opponents.
——A master at the same master level, an opponent of the three evils in the world, is not so lucky.
These three masters of the evil sect were controlled by the common people. They themselves have no place to vent their violent anger. If they come into contact with others, they will torture and kill them to death whenever possible.
Although the opponents they encountered in the ball of light wanted to admit defeat as soon as possible, Evil Demon Flying God and others ignored them and viciously broke their necks, and the winner was determined.
But in a moment, the first round of the competition was mostly over. Feng Ziyue was pushed out of the light ball by the soft white light, and all he saw was a mess on the ground. Although most people just clicked, but in the end
There were still many casualties.
After all, there is no rule against hurting people in this competition. Some people cannot control their killing intent and cannot hold back, while others deliberately kill. Although the relative proportion is not large, in the competition with more than 30,000 people,
, there were still many casualties after all.
Feng Ziyue looked over, and his face didn't look very good.
In fact, the casualties in the golden mist of Wanzaishan Yueluotai were much more than those caused by this battle, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. Although I can't bear it, I can't help but watch innocent lives become...
It's always better to have a cold corpse and hear the pitiful screams in your ears.
"At the end of the first round, 18,356 people were eliminated, of which 292 were dead and 75 were seriously injured..."
Nangong Min's voice was still very calm. In her eyes, these casualties were nothing at all.
The entry of these irrelevant people into the Seven-Star Seal would only add to her troubles. What's worse, it might make it impossible to select a true master. Thinking of this, Nangong Min couldn't help but sigh.
Do these barbarians know how to respect the seven-star seal? Do they know how to respect the original power? More than 30,000 people came in at once. If not all of them died, it would be fine. Who cares about their life and death?
"Miss Nangong..."
At this time, Feng Ziyue came over and said, "Since this competition in the seven-star seal is protected by the original power, as long as the outcome is determined, the two people can be separated. Why is it necessary to separate life and death?"
Feng Ziyue observed with great concentration and could see clearly that there was a magical power running through the seven-star seal, which could know the victory or defeat of both sides, and separate those who surrendered. In this case, it should be possible for both sides to stop. It doesn't have to be
To fight to such an extent - especially in many battles with huge disparities in strength, one does not have to let one party die.
Nangong Min glanced at him curiously, a little confused.
"Master Feng, are you saying that you want me to care about the lives of these useless guys? Or even waste the original power in the seven-star seal for this?"
After receiving Feng Ziyue's affirmative reply, she shrugged her shoulders with a look of disbelief on her face, "How on earth did someone like you fuse the Seven Swords and become the ultimate master in this wild land? There is such a thing.
Such an inexplicable kind heart? Isn’t it easy to still be alive like this?”
The struggle of warriors is so cruel. The fine line is life and death. Kindness to others is cruelty to oneself.
Nangong Min has understood this truth since he was a child.
Looking at Nangong Min's expression, Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that she was not willing to contribute to this matter. In the eyes of experts, the lives of these ordinary warriors were nothing. With one move, they might be able to
Killing hundreds or even thousands of people - even Feng Ziyue himself has done this before.
However, that was when facing the enemy. In ordinary battles, unnecessary casualties really made Feng Ziyue feel unhappy.
"Hahahaha, Mr. Feng, I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted!"
Not far away, the three evils in the world gathered together, and the leader of them, the mad tiger killing god, sneered and stared at Feng Ziyue fiercely.
"This girl Nangong is absolutely right. How can you, with your womanly heart, be better than our master of the Floating Sect? Only those who learn martial arts can reach the highest level by severing all love and righteousness!"
"If you don't want to see dead people, you'd better go home and feed yourself as soon as possible! Why don't you practice martial arts!"
The Kuanghu Killing God was originally an arrogant person. He was defeated by Feng Ziyue on Haijiao Tianya Island, and he has always been brooding about it. Although he knew he was defeated, he still made sarcastic remarks when he seized the opportunity.
Anyway, in his opinion, even if Feng Ziyue can defeat him, it is not that easy to take his life. What's more, there is the world's best master Duckweed Cangsheng. Although he is controlled by Duckweed Cangsheng, he can't.
Freedom, but it has become a dog in Tianmen. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. Feng Ziyue can't fight Duckweed and the common people, so what can be done to him?
Feng Ziyue's expression turned grim. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the blood stains on the hands of the Mad Tiger Killer God, revealing a hint of disgust.
"Crazy Tiger Killing God, you'd better pray to God and pray to Buddha, don't run into me in the next competition, otherwise, be careful about your life!"
"Oh! I'm so scared!"
The mad tiger killing god laughed loudly and slapped his chest with a crazy look on his face.
"Among these seven-star seals, there will be a random duel. If you encounter me, your life will be saved!"
He could see clearly that he would not have much chance of running into Feng Ziyue in the upcoming competition, so he was making such a noise, what could Feng Ziyue do?
Feng Ziyue frowned, clenched the hilt of his sword, and his aura suddenly increased.
The mad tiger killing god was shocked and took a step back, "What are you going to do? Do you still want to do it here?"
Although he provoked Feng Ziyue, he was still fierce in appearance and afraid of Feng Ziyue's peerless sword moves.
"In the seven-star seal, private fights are prohibited, otherwise, you will naturally be expelled by the original power!"
Nangong Min had an expressionless face as he announced such rules.
When Feng Ziyue raised his sword, he had already felt the resistance of the original power. Even if he wanted to ignore the rules and forcefully attack, he was afraid that he would not be able to move faster than the original power that filled the seven-star seal. He had to coldly snort and let go of his hand.
.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The mad tiger killing god laughed several times and even yelled.
"Feng Ziyue, what's up, do you dare to take action against me?"
Now he is confident and even more unscrupulous. Anyway, he has already known Duckweed's plan. When the battle of the seven-star seal is over, I am afraid that after Feng Ziyue goes out, there will be no chance to cause trouble for him. Why not take the opportunity to humiliate him now?
, to let out a sigh of relief from the defeat that day.
"but……"
At this time, Nangong Min smiled half-heartedly, and said again: "As the person who opened the seven-star seal, Mr. Feng has the privilege of choosing an opponent to fight in a certain round..."
"If you really want to take action against this dear friend, then..."
The laughter of the mad tiger and the murderous god suddenly stopped, and his face turned pale!
