Click!

A punch slammed out, there was a sound of bone cracking, and then there was a heart-piercing scream in the black mist, that Wei Han directly clutched his right arm, stepped back, and landed on the ground. Outside the arena.

However, at the moment when Wei Han was about to fall outside the ring, Zhuo Wen hooked his right hand like an eagle's claw and pinched Wei Han's right hand, and then his left fist, which was ready to go, blasted out with a bang.

Pooh!

A fist hit Wei Han's vitals in the chest. Suddenly, Wei Han spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body split apart, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

As soon as Wei Han died, all the holy luck on his body was swept away to Zhuo Wen's body like an unowned thing, and a golden spot of light appeared between Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

Since Wei Han is a disciple of the Killing League, and the former threatened to kill him before, Zhuo Wen will naturally not show mercy.

Of course, as long as they are disciples of Azure Dragon Palace, Baihua Garden, Immortal Altar, Killing League and Yachahai, Zhuo Wen will not let them go, especially the strongest person in the seventh arena, Shui Zhe, Zhuo Wen is even more serious. will let it go.

Hiss!

Looking at Wei Han, who was dead without a whole body, many people gasped and stared at Zhuo Wen in horror.

"Who is this kid? He's so ruthless that he actually killed him."

Cao Rong's eyes were calm. Before the competition, he didn't stipulate that he couldn't kill him, so he didn't say anything to stop him.

Shui Zhe, who was standing quietly on the spot, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhuo Wen more, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The competition continued, and it was inevitable that there would be some casualties in this kind of competition. In addition, Cao Rong did not allow the killer, so the next competition process was extremely intense, either you or I would die.

Among the many arenas, the most ruthless one is the sixth arena, and the strongest in this arena is the deserted island magic text.

As soon as the basic magic text is up, most of them are killing people, but if you look carefully, the target of the killer under the magic text is very regular. Basically, they choose Qinglong Temple, Immortal Altar, Hundred Flowers Garden, Killing The disciples of Meng and Yachahai started.

Of course, because there are five forces, others didn't pay much attention to it for a while.

Not only the magic text, but also the magic text of Daleiyin Temple, Mo Lingtian, Canaan, Jiasha, Mo Yanwushang of Jiashen College, and even Lu Hantian of the cold body, all of them have the same purpose. They are all aimed at the disciples of these five major forces.

As the competition continued, the leaders of the five major forces finally realized that something was wrong, because in their respective forces, except for some top and elite disciples, all other weaker disciples were all dead.

"It seems that these disciples of Jiashen Academy should have a good relationship with Zhuo Wen, and they dare to kill our disciples of Qinglong Temple." Qing Yu'an said with a slightly ugly face.

"I heard that Yanji's new disciple, Lu Hantian, is the Hanshou Saint Physique. He has now been promoted to become a saint, and his strength is very strong. This guy is the craziest one to kill, and he seems to only pick the disciples of the Azure Dragon Palace to kill. "Elder Linghuo said calmly.

"Hmph, they're all little bastards related to Zhuo Wen."

Qing Yu'an quickly calmed down. What Lu Hantian and the others killed were all insignificant characters in Qinglong Palace, and it would not be a pity to die him.

If possible, he would send a voice transmission to Qinglongzi, and if he meets these people at that time, he will never hold back and kill them all.

"Also, the rune on the deserted island seems to be aimed at your five major forces." Linghuo looked at the rune on the sixth ring with some doubts, and frowned.

Qingyu'an didn't think much about it, and said lightly: "The magic cultivator is unscrupulous, and he can kill if he wants to. The magic energy in this magic script is overwhelming, and it is unruly. I'm afraid it is normal to kill the opponent."

"No. 85 vs. No. 32."

On the seventh ring, Cao Rong yelled again, and Shui Zhe jumped up and landed on the ring.

"It's Shui Zhe from the Immortal Altar of the Netherworld Realm. His cultivation base has reached half-holy, and his strength is powerful."

As soon as Shui Zhe went up, it immediately caused an uproar among the people in the ring, chirping like a bird, and cast a sympathetic look at Shui Zhe's opponent.

"I give up!"

Shui Zhe's opponent was a casual cultivator. He had a frowning face. When he came up, he didn't fight and immediately abstained.

After he gave up, part of the holy luck in his body suddenly separated and poured into the bodies of the two of them, Shui Zhe.

After the Shui Zhe competition, finally it was Zhuo Wen's turn again.

"No. 15 Wen Zhuo vs. No. 37 Liu Yang."

This Liu Yang is a casual cultivator and does not belong to any other forces. Naturally, Zhuo Wen didn't kill him, but just punched him out. If he won the Holy Luck, he would step down.

Next, Zhuo Wen won extremely easily. He basically didn't use any moves. He punched out other people's attacks, shattering all the opponent's attacks.

Soon, Zhuo Wen won fifty consecutive victories.

"This Wenzhuo's physical body is really amazing. So far, I haven't seen him use other methods such as exercises and armor souls."

Under the arena, many warriors looked at Zhuo Wen's back with fear. JrNovels.com