Chapter 155

Where are the contestants?

At this moment, except for the three Yang Ke'er who were found by the too evil master and followed all the way, all the other 11 people were trapped in a rift valley in the northwest of Loulan forest. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Behind him were large pieces of pink grass, swinging in the wind. In front of him was a dead man in black who had no expression and didn't know why he was in pain and fear.

To be exact, there were less than 11 contestants. The sisters died. One was cut off by the waist and the other half of his head was cut off. He died in peace. Luo Fu is dead, too. Ling Xiao pulls her here to stop the attack of the dead man in black. She has a big hole in her chest, and her heart is hanged into mud

At this time, in addition to the two northeast heroes with broken arms in Diablo, the survivors are only mu Baiye, Kong Shan, Ling Xiao and the masculine young man with a faint smile on his mouth from beginning to end.

"Who the hell are these people?" Ling Xiao's face was ugly.

"Amitabha, copper skin and iron bone, fearless. If the poor monk guessed correctly, these should be the puppet dead of the cult." Kongshan spits out turbid Qi. Although his cassock is not stained with dust, his hands folded in his sleeves are trembling slightly, which is obviously a sign of strength loss.

"Now that you know, is there a way to deal with it?" Mu Baiye narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"This..."

Kongshan hesitated and was about to speak, but the masculine youth had taken over the conversation and said calmly: "it's very simple. In order to pursue absolute power, the life of evil puppet warriors is very short. As long as we stay up until the sun rises tomorrow, they will turn into black blood!"

"The sun rises? I'm afraid by that time, we will have been cut into mud. "

Ling Xiao looked crazy.

The middle tip of the moon is bright and bright, and the faint cold light falls like a silver bottle.

There are still eight hours to the east from sunrise, but a new round of attack by the puppet dead has begun

Underground palace, in the main hall!

"Very good, very good. It's worthy of being the first Dharma king of evil. Such means really seize the nature of heaven and earth and are unpredictable..."

Looking at the 15 refined "contestants" of Longcheng competition, the old man with zombie face couldn't help but show surprise.

With these people, the plan to encroach on the darkness will be half successful, and the success of major events is just around the corner.

"Unexpectedly, the old thief's skill has improved a lot."

The frost shook the folding fan gently and smiled gracefully, but the heart was bitter and astringent.

Since the founding of taixie cult, there have always been four Dharma kings who protect the cult. They elbow each other to maintain the balance within the cult. But now, the other three people have been killed by Ouyang, that is, the old man in front of him. The other family is dominant, which leads to the situation that the master is weak and the servant is strong. The most direct and effective way for Ning Shuang to reverse the decline is to get rid of Ouyang's fallen products, but now it seems that it is not realistic. The other party's martial arts cultivation has been continuously improved recently, and she is completely unsure of victory.

Li Yang didn't know what Ning Shuang was worried about. When he heard the words of the zombie face, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

How is silly fork made?

It's soy sauce purple!

It's fun to be overcast. Lu Yan is blind to use this kind of goods to be the main thing.

"It's just a small skill. Cheng laomu praised it." Ouyang bowed his hand, but there was no expression on his face and said, "my business has been done. Now, it's your turn to fulfill your promise?"

"It's natural." The zombie nodded and snapped his fingers at will.

Soon, fifteen refined "contestants" turned and walked out.

In the main hall, except Li Yang and congshuang, there were only Ouyang's fallen products, zombie face, and a middle-aged man in blue with a long sword hanging from his waist and black hair covering his eyes.

The bonfire swayed and the atmosphere was quiet and strange.

Ning Shuang frowned and suddenly felt a strong foreboding in her heart. She took a deep breath. She stood up and said, "Uncle Fawang, since things are over here, my little nephew will..."

"Wait!"

Ouyang narrowed his eyes and walked down the platform step by step. "Although the dark matter is over, the internal problems of the cult have not been eliminated."

"Internal problem?"

"Good. It is the so-called Binji sichen that the country will be inclined. Therefore, it is too evil to stipulate that women should not sit as the leader of the church. I didn't expect that leader Ning violated the ancient motto and pushed you to the top. "

"I don't understand what the Dharma King means!" Ning Shuang's face changed slightly, but he forced himself to calm down and said, "this magnificent seven foot man, isn't it..."

"Oh, young Lord, are you still cheating me? Well, let me capture you, then remove the disguise and let the disciples see the young master's true face! "

"How dare you?" As soon as the frosty pupils contracted, but the voice didn't fall, the three moved at the same time. Their bodies are incredibly fast. They walk into the room in a broken space. Their clothes are bulging. Before people arrive, the horror atmosphere has pressed more than ten pots of burning campfires in the hall into small flames of less than half an inch.

These three people are all super heroes in the martial arts realm.

"What an old thief. He knows he can't keep me. He even asked two super strong people to help him. It's hateful that I was blind and didn't receive half the news in advance." There was a storm in Ning Shuang's heart. Obviously, Ouyang was determined to stay here. Three martial arts experts, facing one person, Ning Shuang is conceited and can escape, but the three are the same as above, so... I'm afraid it's more or less bad today.

Although the heart is anxious to die, but now in this situation, if you want to survive, you can only rely on strength. Regardless of how much you think, the frost roared, the body rose from the ground, and your feet kicked out in the void, whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The fiery Qi force and the powerful foot force of the thunder came last and came first, forcing the three to retreat half a step at the same time. It can be seen that the fear of frost cultivation can still take the lead in the face of three super Xia and martial arts.

Unfortunately, taking the lead may not win.

The three are united and have an overwhelming advantage. Especially the middle-aged man with the sword. His sword technique was mysterious and his angle was cunning. However, he left two inch long wounds on Ning Shuang after more than ten moves.

"Damn it!"

Ning Shuang pursed her lips and tried to break through, but she was frustrated repeatedly. After 30 moves, she was completely defeated. She was anxious. Her moves inevitably left traces. As a result, as soon as she was not careful, she was slapped on her lower abdomen and shoulder by Ouyang and the old zombie face.

Pooh! A mouthful of blood spewed out, and there was no blood on the frosted face.

After all, they were all super strong people with real Qi. Although she was a little higher than the three, she was also seriously injured when she was hit like this. She immediately staggered out a few steps and leaned to the side of a column with a drooping look, so she barely fell to the ground.

"Ouyang fell victim to the attack. Are you going to rebel?"

"Oh, revolt. Yes, I want to revolt. You little girl, how can you occupy the reverence of the leader? "

Ouyang sneered.

Now, the general situation has been decided, and he simply tore his face directly.

"I have given you full authority to take care of the affairs of the middle school. I didn't expect..."

"I'm tired of the feeling that my name is not right and my words are not right. Besides, on the surface, you are insincere, but in fact you want to kill me and be quick. Oh, really, if I don't know, are you secretly organizing an assassination team? " Ouyang shouts and interrupts Ning Shuang directly.

"You, what did you do to them?" The face of the frost changed dramatically.

Secretly set up the CCB stabbing team. She was careful enough, but she didn't want to be found by Ouyang

"You mean those junk snacks? Naturally, they are all dung people. "

Dung man, a very disgusting ancient punishment, is to cut countless non fatal wounds on people, and then soak them in the septic tank. In the hot summer, maggots will soon come out, and then drill into the wound and eat flesh and blood, so that the tortured can't survive or die, and the end is extremely vicious.

"Beast, you must die."

Although she had long been psychologically prepared, after hearing Ouyang's words, she couldn't help being cold all over. Of course, it was more sad.

Most of the assassins in the group are her playmates from childhood. They are most loyal. Now they have been tortured and humiliated

"Ha ha, those who obey me prosper and those who oppose me die. If you fight against me, you must be prepared for the dilemma of life and death."

Ouyang squinted and sneered, "don't talk nonsense. I advise you to stay put, write the Zen order obediently, and read the affection of the old leader. I can give you a good time. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be one more person in the cesspool."

"You dream." The frost trembled and said, "even if I die, I won't let you succeed."

Then he would cut off his meridians and stop suffering from this humiliation.

"It's not that easy to run." Just then, a hard voice suddenly sounded. I saw the middle-aged swordsman carrying his left hand behind him and holding his sword in his right hand. He was like a startled goose and a white crane. He was really a handsome mess. He was quite a fairy flying outside the sky. He stabbed away with a sword from the West.

There's a man there.

The cat leaned over and pushed the stone door of the main hall.

This man is Li Yang.

In other words, Mr. Li has never been the master who always bursts out of a sense of justice and flies to save the world every minute. Moreover, when he wants to come, too evil people are not fun. In addition, he is a dark traitor. It happens that the dog bites the dog and his mouth is full of hair. He has been extremely kind since he didn't stay to see a good play. It's not nonsense to host justice again!

Unfortunately, he doesn't want to cause trouble, but others don't want to let him go.

Looking at the solemn and sacred middle-aged swordsman, Li Yang almost got angry and crooked his nose.

Brother, you annoyed you. Why are you staring at me? In addition, she looks so handsome. NIMA has nothing to smoke!

Compared with his powerful pretender, Li has always hated it. When his eyelids turned over, he turned around wrongly, raised his breath and punched his right hand. He clenched his teeth and hammered away at the sword tip.

"Be careful!"

As soon as the frost looked changed, he subconsciously exclaimed.

It is the so-called "one inch long and one inch strong". Since ancient times, those who shake the sword with their fists are mostly masters who don't have enough brains.

Of course, there are exceptions to the great gap in realm.

However, the middle-aged swordsman is already a strong swordsman in the martial arts realm. In his hands, a blade of grass is a sharp weapon for killing people, not to mention holding a long refined steel sword? Anyway, Ning Shuang couldn't help closing her eyes. She really didn't want to see the bloody scene