Chapter 1185

In this world, there are too few people who value love and justice. Every time one of them dies, it is a pity.

Perhaps with this mentality, Xu Hei took action to save Wu Shuang and Jiang Yuheng. He did not want the tragedy in the mortal world to happen again.

When he has the ability, he will do what he can.

After three days of recuperation, Hai Teng has returned to his full strength, but his Yuan Bao Dan is gone. All his methods are on display. If someone finds out the details, the finals will be very unfavorable to him.

Jiang Cong, Jiang Niu, Ji Xuan, and Xiaopeng Wang all demonstrated some of their methods to a greater or lesser extent.

Only Lin Buqing, Son of the Blood God, their methods are still unknown, and they are the most difficult to guard against.

"Time's up!"

Emperor Peng's voice reached everyone's ears.

The onlookers from the outside world also cheered up and watched this event attentively.

Most of them have placed bets on the Blood God Son to win the championship. He is the one with the greatest hope. Even the enemies of the Blood Clan think that he is the most likely to win.

I saw eight tokens appearing in the sky, with their backs to everyone, and there was a mist on them, making it difficult to see what was on the back.

"Next, we will draw lots to determine the groups." Peng Huang said.

Everyone already knows the rules. The eight people are divided into two groups, and the top two in each group advance.

As long as they are not placed in the same group as the Blood God Son, there is great hope for promotion.

"Uh-huh!"

The Blood God Son took the lead in grabbing a token, turned it over, and showed it to everyone.

"Group A!" Blood God Son said.

Followed closely by King Xiaopeng, he grabbed a token with the word "B" written on it.

King Xiaopeng suddenly showed a look of regret and said: "What a pity. It's a real pity that I couldn't compete with the Son of Blood God in advance."

He said this, but he was already happy in his heart.

Apart from the Blood God Son, he was not afraid of anyone. The top two spots in Group B were already certain for him.

Haiteng cursed secretly and grabbed a token, which also had "B" on it.

"Haha." The smile on King Xiaopeng's face became even bigger.

Then, Xu Hei and Jiang Niu grabbed the tokens almost simultaneously, with the word "A" written on them.

In other words, they were grouped with the Blood God Son.

"It's over, it's over! Now you're done, you're going to be eliminated!" Jiang Niu said dejectedly.

The rest of the people's eyes suddenly brightened, and they grabbed the tokens one after another, and soon the eight people were distributed.

Group A: Blood God Son, Jiang Niu, Xu Hei, Lin Bushi.

Group B: Xiaopeng Wang, Hai Teng, Jiang Cong, Ji Xuan.

Looking at it this way, Group A is almost a death group, with three strong players in the top four.

Relatively speaking, Group B is much simpler. Except for King Xiaopeng, they are all weak chickens! Moreover, King Xiaopeng was also killed once, and his prestige was greatly reduced.

Seeing such grouping results, Xiaopeng Wang could hardly suppress the smile on his face.

"Hahaha!" He stopped pretending and looked up to the sky laughing.

Ji Xuan and Jiang Cong also looked happy.

Although the top eight, each person can only choose one treasure from Yuanhuang Cave, which seems to be the same reward. However, those at the top of the rankings have priority in selection. For example, only the top three are eligible to obtain the Babel Tower, the divine object of heaven and earth.

The ones at the back can only pick up trash. This grouping is very beneficial to them.

With a wave of Emperor Peng's hand, the high platform immediately lifted into the sky and was divided into two parts.

People from Group A and Group B spread out, occupying one left and one right.

"Group A, Blood God Son vs. Lin Bushi."

"Group B, Hai Teng versus Jiang Cong."

"Both sides are going on at the same time, the first game, start!"

Emperor Peng's voice came down.

People who are not participating in the battle are automatically excluded from the field, and only combatants remain in the field.

Blood God Son and Lin Bushi, Hai Teng and Jiang Cong.

The ending of the first game seemed to have no suspense, and it was almost impossible for Haiteng to win.

On the other hand, Lin Bushi and the Blood God Son were both people who had never taken action before. The audience also wanted to see what methods both sides had.

Lin Bushi was carrying an ordinary hatchet with rust on his back, and he himself was ordinary. If his name was not too famous, he would not be compared with the Blood God Son.

"Blood God Son..." Lin Buhe looked at the opponent in front of him and slowly grabbed the hilt of his knife.

The first game is the most difficult opponent to deal with.

If he tried his best, he might still win, but this would be very detrimental to his future battle. This is not a one-time battle, it is a wheel battle, and everyone must fight three times.

It would be fine if there were other people, but the people assigned to Group A are all ruthless people!

Facing the Blood God Son, he could lose, but facing Xu Hei, he had to win, otherwise he would not be able to advance!

Do you go all out to fight for that slim chance of winning? Or should he save his strength to deal with Xu Hei?

The Blood God Son seemed to see what the other party was thinking, and said, "Have you thought about it as long as you can?"

"What do you think?" Lin Bushi asked.

The Blood God Son did not answer directly, but said calmly: "So far, there are only three opponents that I value, and you are one of them."

Lin Bushi nodded and said, "I understand."

He slowly pulled out the hatchet.

It seems that this battle is inevitable.

Lin Bushi is not a coward. He has fought countless vampires, killed great saints and holy masters, and has never been afraid of anyone! Even if he is really seriously injured, as long as there is a chance of winning, he will not give up!

"Take action!" Blood God Son said.

"Shua!!"

Lin Buhui swung out the hatchet, and with a calm blow, he chopped towards him.

Everyone held their breath and watched the knife quietly.

This knife was ordinary, and the way of slashing was also very simple. But in this knife, everyone saw the passage of time and the changes of history. The mottled rust on the knife was the proof of its history.

This knife was not made by any famous craftsman, nor was it made of precious divine materials.

This knife was just the hatchet he used when he was young, and he kept it in his hand all the time!

It is said that famous generals are equipped with divine weapons, but in Lin Buhui, none of them exist. This knife poured all his knife intent into it, turning it into that simple and unpretentious blow.

"Time!"

As the knife fell, time flew by, as if it had traveled through time and passed for thousands of years.

The body of the Blood God was drying up, and his true essence was flying away. That was the knife method of time blessed by the knife intent, which could cut off time and turn it into eternity.

"So it's the way of time, good! Good! Good!"

The eyes of the Blood God suddenly brightened. Facing the blow of time, he did not retreat but advanced. He slapped the knife light with one palm. The withered blood light was surging and was submerged by the knife light.

"Hua La..."

In the eyes of the crowd, they only saw the infinitely slow two people, who were enveloped by the crazy sweeping knife intent, and were brilliant for a moment.

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Group B on the other side.

Jiang Cong stood in the sky, looking at Hai Teng who was riding the clouds in front of him, and sneered: "Get out of here by yourself, I don't want to waste time!"

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