Volume Four Chapter 550 Cruelty

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On the martial arts stage, a deafening loud noise rang out, and a thin man, like a kite with a broken string, spit out a deep red mouth, and was immediately shot and flew out. When he fell to the ground, his face was pale and he was dying.

Standing on the stage was a burly figure with a grim expression and cruelty, but it was undoubtedly Kui Lang who had just returned to the inner door.

"The third Yanwutai, the eighth competition, Kui Lang wins!" The judge on the stage pointed to Kui Lang's direction and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the audience immediately exploded, and there was a hustle and bustle.

"Did you see it? It's just a move. It's also in the fourth realm of divine illumination. Brother Lin Feng was defeated in an instant. He was completely killed! This Kuilang has been in the utility room for more than ten years, and his strength has not been affected at all!"

"Of course, how could the black-faced Yama, who dominated the inner sect, cover it? This time he returns to the inner sect, it seems that he has one of the elite disciples!"

"Oh, that's true. Senior Brother Lin Feng's hard work for the past few years is in vain. Who knows when the juncture comes, the old wolf will come back!"

Shaking his head and sighing again and again, the man looked at Lin Feng, who was already unconscious not far away, and was hurriedly carried away, feeling a burst of regret in his heart. The rest of the people also lamented again and again, feeling that this senior brother had a bad fate.

But just when he was about to rise to the top, he encountered such a evil star blocking the road!

However, before they could continue to sigh, there was another burst of exclamations on the other martial arts stage. Everyone turned their heads to look, but there, Yue Ling was looking at a blood-soaked figure on the stage with indifference, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

It was as if there was not a person lying on the ground, but a cold object.

"The fourth Yanwu stage, the seventh competition, Yueling wins!" On the high stage over there, the judge was still unwavering, and read the result of the competition aloud.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and they all shook their heads with a wry smile and sighed.

This time the inner door competition, the senior brothers who participated were really unlucky. Originally there were not many places, but now two fierce beasts are coming back to compete, their chances of winning are almost zero!

As for the other three...

In the blink of an eye, I looked at the other three platforms, and the judges shouted one by one!

"Sixth Yanwutai, ninth competition, Liu Xu wins!"

"The eighth Yanwu stage, the seventh competition, Hu Meier won!"

"The first martial arts performance, the thirteenth competition, Guihu won!"

Cheeks couldn't help but twitch hard, everyone looked at each other, shrugged with a long breath, and laughed out loud. They should have thought that this time the inner door competition, the only five people who can get the elite quota.

The other brothers and sisters went up, but it was just a foil, and some even...

The eyelids trembled uncontrollably, and everyone looked at the first stage of the martial arts stage with trembling fear. There, icy corpses were already lying there, as many as thirteen, all of them died at the hands of the elder brother Guihu.

Because the speed is too fast, and his shots are too ruthless, the people who come to the stage to compete with him are basically without exception, one-shot kills. And one corpse fell, and before it could be dealt with, the other corpse was thrown off the stage again, it was simply a killing machine!

"Big... eldest brother, I... I abstain!" A thin man, in the third realm of divine illumination, stood on the first martial arts stage, facing the fierce beast Guihu, he couldn't help but frighten his ass, his legs fluttering. Trembling, before taking the stage, he has already opened his mouth and begged for mercy.

Glancing at him coldly, the judge elder said lightly, "The first martial arts stage..."

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However, as soon as his voice started, a loud noise suddenly came out, resounding in everyone's ears. Then I saw the man who was still begging for mercy in the audience just now, his pupils glared, and then the pupils opened, and he slowly fell to the ground. Gurgling blood slowly flowed from his forehead.

But it was Guihu's palm that killed him instantly!

hiss!

Unconsciously, they gasped, and everyone looked at Guihu with a look of horror, their hearts trembling violently, and they exclaimed.

Everyone has already abstained, so why bother to kill them all? Although the devil's way is ruthless and its methods are cruel, everyone is a fellow disciple. There is no such thing as a dead hand on the other martial arts platforms, and only this ghost tiger, who is the last one, kills one, shows no mercy, and is simply not a human being!

The judge on the stage also frowned slightly, glanced at him sideways, and there was anger in his eyes.

If the opponent comes to the stage and competes with him, he will kill him with one palm. But people have already abstained, and when Lao Tzu is about to announce the result, you actually kill them all, but it is too disrespectful to Lao Tzu.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Guihu still had a cold face, but said faintly, "He... shouldn't have signed up!"

Nonsense, he didn't know when he signed up, he will be assigned to a test table with you!

Taking a deep breath, the judge elder suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "The first martial arts stage, the fourteenth competition, the ghost tiger won, the next..."

"We abstained, we abstained..." Before the elder judge had finished speaking, the audience shouted anxiously, and then a group of people disappeared in a hurry, as if they were afraid of being eaten by the evil tiger on the stage.

Reluctantly shook his head, the judge understood their intentions, and when he looked at the stage again, no contestants came up to die, so he put the silk and silk in his hands together and shouted loudly: "The first to perform martial arts, the last winner, Ghost Tiger!"

Roar!

In an instant, Taiwan

The next burst of joy, roaring, and the sound of slapping horses and beards continued. But Guihu didn't even look at them, and left the stage with an indifferent expression.

Hearing the movement here, the powerhouses on the other platforms seemed to have expected it and were not surprised.

Finally, after another half an hour, the rest of the martial arts performances finally decided the winner. Among them, Liu Xu, Hu Meier, Yueling, and Kuilang were all among them, as expected.

And there are a few disciples who are in the final battle. Although they also won, they are not so relaxed and comfortable compared to these four.

After several rounds of battles, their physical strength was already exhausted, and they were a little out of breath. Just looking at it from a distance, I know that these people will be eliminated in the next entry battle!

"Okay, there are only five places to be selected as elite disciples. Let's draw your battle table. Only the top five can enter it!" At this time, an elder came and put a wooden box on it. in front of the crowd.

Looking at each other, Guihu, Kuilang and other five people didn't care, but the other people looked bitter and were about to cry.

Compared with these five geniuses, they are absolutely inferior!

But there is no way, they have to bite the bullet.

With a helpless sigh, a rather handsome man came to the wooden box, stretched out his hand, took out a note, opened it, handed it to the elder in front of him, and said respectfully, "Elder Qiqi, yes No. 5 Yanwutai!"

The elder nodded slightly and did not speak, but at this moment, another sturdy arm stretched into the box in an instant, then quickly pulled it out, opened it, and the corners of his hideous mouth unknowingly drew a dangerous arc.

"Hehehe... What a coincidence, I'm also No. 5!" There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and Guihu showed the note to everyone present.

His pupils couldn't help shrinking, the man was immediately taken aback, his face turned pale with fright, and he waved his hands hastily: "Big... Senior Brother, I give up..."

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There was another loud noise, and before the man could finish speaking, he was killed by a sudden slap from the ghost tiger!

Unconsciously, everyone looked at this scene and couldn't help but their eyelids jumped violently. This ghost tiger's temperament is too cruel.

The elder also frowned, looked at Guihu and said, "The competition hasn't started yet!"

"What does that matter, anyway, the result is the same, hehehe..." He grinned nonchalantly, and Guihu let out a harsh laugh!

There was no other way, the elder let out a sigh of relief and stopped talking.

Demon Sect always respects the strong, and this Guihu is the strongest disciple of the inner sect. With this qualification, he can't say anything. Moreover, he is still the proud disciple of the first elder, so he can only just get along.

"The rest, continue to draw lots!" No longer looking at him, the elder continued to give the box to others.

Kui Lang and the others tucked their hands into it happily, and pulled out their fingers with ease, but the others were so frightened by Guihu's brutality that they almost urinated their pants, and their hands reaching into the wooden box were all in Vibrate constantly.

Grandma is a bear, the inner door is so dangerous, I thought that only the Shura field in the utility room was like this! It turns out that the inner door is the same!

Several people all had a sad face, their hands were constantly stirring in the box, but they didn't take it out. At the end, they gritted their teeth, took out the note, and said in their mouths God's blessing, don't give it to him. Get a hard stubble!

"No. 4, to Hu Mei'er!"

A pale young disciple, without the courage to even look at it, handed the note to the elder. The elder was helpless, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, he opened the note, and let out a faint voice.

But when he heard this sentence, the man couldn't help but froze for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked in Hu Mei'er's direction. But seeing Hu Mei'er also smiled at him, revealing a charming spring.

The man was so elated, so happy that his soul was about to fly out!

My God, it's Senior Sister Meier, I'm not dreaming. Sister Mei'er's gentleness is well-known in the inner circle, and it is also romantic to be a ghost when peony flowers die. Anyway, it is a blessing to be defeated by Senior Sister Meier!

The man stared at Hu Mei'er's peach-like eyes again, but saw Hu Mei'er immediately gave him another wink, and said softly, "Junior Brother, Senior Sister is weak, you have to be merciful!"

"Of course, of course..." There were peach blossoms in his eyes. The man stared at Hu Mei'er in a daze, and the slaps swirled outwards. A heart was thumping, and it was about to jump out.

The rest of the people saw this, and their eyes were full of jealousy. How could this kid be so lucky, he got lucky with the peach blossoms, let him draw Senior Sister Mei'er, and what he left behind for us are all vicious!

In a blink of an eye, the faces of Kui Lang and the others couldn't help but sink!

Only the elder looked at all this, sneered in his heart, and his eyes were full of contempt: "A group of idiots, their minds are unstable, and it is difficult to become a master, hum!"