Chapter 143 Finals (1)

When they came to the sect exchange meeting, Su Jinyue and his party went to the organizer to get a new play order card.

Su Jinyue looked at the number she received, it was one hundred and nine. There are a total of 123 contestants entering the finals this time, and number 109 means that she will not get her turn until the end.

"Yihan, what's your number?" Su Jinyue asked when Yihan received the order card.

"Number seventy-eight." Zhan Yihan looked at the order card in Su Jinyue's hand. If he meets Jinyue in the finals, he hopes that the person who will go to the competition will be him. Jinyue is participating in the competition this time to gain experience, and her purpose has been achieved. He is her man, and he should fight for his woman.

"Big brother, second brother, how about you?" Su Jinyue turned to look at Su Yanyue and Su Yanxi who were approaching. She didn't know if she would meet them.

Su Yanyue turned his eyes to the number plate in Su Jinyue's hand, "I am number one hundred and one, and it is very likely that I will meet you." If he encounters Xiaomei, he can only abstain.

"I'm eighty-six, and I'll probably meet Zhan Yihan." Su Yanxi glanced at Zhan Yihan's order card and smiled.

Su Jinyue smiled and nodded, "Let's go, let's go to the game." Then we'll talk about it when we meet, anyway, she won't play against her brothers and Yihan.

A group of people came to the arena, and the game on the stage had already begun.

"Is the man in black who was fighting on the stage Feng Hao?" Su Jinyue looked at one of the men in black who were fighting on the stage. There was an aura about him that made her very uncomfortable. She guessed that he It should be the Feng Hao from the Silver Moon faction that the brothers mentioned.

"It's him." Su Yanqi nodded. He has fought against Feng Hao, so he is the most aware of Feng Hao's methods. He felt that Feng Hao might be practicing a kind of evil power.

"The aura on his body is a bit like death." Zhan Yihan looked at Feng Hao on the stage. He had also felt this kind of aura. That time he accompanied that important person to a meeting in country T and met a Wizard, she has this kind of breath on her body.

"Death?" Su Jinyue looked at Zhan Yihan in confusion.

"Every time it's a child, it's the time when the yin qi is at its strongest, especially in places like cemeteries, there will be death qi. That Feng Hao must have absorbed too much of that kind of aura. Another possibility is, He used the ghost to cultivate." Zhan Yihan said.

"So that Feng Hao is an evil cultivator." Su Yanyue frowned. He has also heard that there are evil cultivators and ghost cultivators in this world, and they rely on ghosts to cultivate. Just seeing it for the first time.

"It's possible." Zhan Yihan nodded.

While several people were talking, a cloud of blood sprayed out from the stage, and the middle-aged man who was fighting against Feng Hao slowly fell to the ground.

"This Feng Hao is really cruel. Except for the opponents who conceded defeat in advance, almost none of them will be left behind."

"When did such a big devil appear in Hidden Sect? This kind of devil is not eligible to participate in the competition."

"Hidden door exchange meeting has been held so many times, this is the first time I have seen such a cruel person."

"Isn't the Yinyue faction famous and decent? When did such a devil appear?"

"Let him come down! Let him come down!" Seeing Feng Hao killing his opponent once again, the onlookers were a little indignant. It's just a game, if you win, you don't need to kill everything.

Feng Hao glanced at the crowd disdainfully, "Whoever doesn't agree can come up." He came to participate in the competition to kill people. The souls of these ancient martial arts practitioners are stronger than ordinary people, and they are the most suitable for him to practice.

Su Jinyue has been paying attention to Feng Hao. When he killed his opponent, a trace of black energy penetrated into the ring he was wearing, so he knew that the problem should be the ring.

"There's something wrong with the ring in his hand." She couldn't see through the ring, and when her eyes met the ring, her eyes would have a tingling feeling.

"I saw it too." Su Yanyue nodded. After cultivating with cassia stone last night, his eyes have also improved by a level, and now he can see through objects such as bricks and tiles.

"If only I could get that ring." Su Yanqi said.

"That ring should have been contracted by him. When my eyes touched the ring, I would feel a sting." Su Jinyue said. If Feng Hao didn't die, even if he got the ring, he couldn't remove the mark on it.

The voices around Feng Hao were getting louder and louder. Yesterday, Feng Hao killed so many opponents, and everyone was already very dissatisfied. I didn't expect him to be like this today.

An old man stepped onto the stage and pressed his hands against the crowd, "Everyone, be quiet! The game is going on now. If there is any personal grievance, please wait until the game is over to resolve it." The organizer's approach to Feng Hao It is also extremely dissatisfied, but the game does not clearly stipulate that people can't kill people, and they can't say anything.

"But he didn't let any of them go. Isn't it too cruel."

"That's right, this kind of person should be disqualified from the competition." Feng Hao's actions have already caused public outrage, and everyone doesn't want to see someone killed by Feng Hao again.

The old man looked at Feng Hao with some embarrassment, "You have heard everyone's words. I hope you can leave room for your opponents, otherwise our organizer will disqualify you."

Feng Hao smiled indifferently, "I'll try my best." He has collected more than a dozen ghosts in the past two days, but this is far from enough for him. If he wants to improve his strength, he must collect more. Powerful ghosts, and those in the finals are the best fit.

The old man frowned, "If you insist on doing what you want, then we can only disqualify you."

Looking at everyone under the stage, "Okay, let's continue watching the game." After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the stage.

With a blue-clothed youth on the field, the game on the stage began again.

Perhaps because of the old man's words, Feng Hao didn't kill his opponent in the next few games, but the people he defeated were seriously injured.

Although everyone was still a little dissatisfied with this, they didn't say anything. After all, Feng Hao had already made a step backward.

Feng Hao defeated the last opponent, sneered and glanced at everyone under the stage, and walked off the stage. Although he didn't kill those people just now, their lives were already in his hands, and it was just a little more troublesome to collect them.

Glancing at Su Jinyue's group who were talking, Feng Hao's mouth evoked a sinister smile. The strength of these few people is not weak. After the game, he will slowly collect their souls, and believing in their souls will definitely help him in his cultivation.