Chapter 1393

"The last five minutes are left. Those who get the ball will stay. Those who don't get the ball will go!"

Then, a golden light suddenly came from afar. People looked at it and found that those were the golden balls they had just thrown away.

At this moment, all the people immediately began to boil, forgot to find ye Ziheng's trouble, and rushed to the golden ball.

But now there are only 13 golden balls, and their people are 18, that is to say, there are still 5 people who can't get the ball, and who these five people will be depends on their own lives.

"I got it!"

A golden ball was firmly held in his hand by a warrior. The warrior immediately showed a happy expression. Looking at the golden ball in his hand, he was very happy.

But soon a warrior came and grabbed the golden ball.

"Damn it! Give me the golden ball! "

"Why are you robbing me! There are still 12 golden balls that no one takes! Why don't you go get those golden balls! "

The warrior shouted and pushed the man away.

"In that case, why don't you give me this golden ball, and then grab another one yourself!"

"I got it! Why should I give it to you! You want it! Take it by yourself! "

"I'm not doing it now!"

At the same time, the other 12 golden balls fell into the hands of other people and caused a lot of looting.

But fortunately, there were only five people who didn't have the ball. Those who didn't get robbed immediately fled the scene with their golden ball, and then hid to watch the play.

"I said, give me the golden ball!"

With a roar, one warrior took out a dagger and stabbed it directly at the back of the other warrior holding the golden ball. Then he heard only the sound of "Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh.

But it's not over yet. The stabbed warrior immediately takes out his long sword, waves and cuts off the arm of the man who stabbed him.

After all this happened, everyone could not help pausing for a while, but soon, their faces showed fierce color, took out their magic weapons, and began to compete for the golden ball.

Even though most of the fighters just watch and don't participate in it, just seeing this scene is enough to make their blood vessels expand.

"Shua ~ Shua ~ Shua ~"

all martial artists have taken out their magic weapons, but only ye Ziheng and Li Hansheng did not.

Their eyes were fixed on each other closely, showing vigilance, that is, they were afraid that they would be attacked and stabbed at any time, and they thought about how to wait for the opportunity and stab others.

They looked at each other and waited for each other. The air was filled with the smell of burning medicine.

But in this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded in their minds.

"Time!"

Then, several golden lights flashed. Among the ten people who had fought before, the one who failed to get the golden ball at the last moment finally disappeared into the space array.

And the remaining five people are almost the same. With blood on his body and a ferocious smile on his face, he looks like a madman.

"The warm-up is over. Is it motivated? Let's start the competition now."

Yan Qishan's voice just fell, and then their world began to change again, like fragments, falling one by one, and recombining one by one.