Author: Unlucky Caffeine

When the game was over, Yan Longtian came out, dressed in new clothes, looking calm, still handsome and handsome, with a face as bright as the spring breeze.

When he and his team came out, there were a total of forty-eight bronze arrows in their arrow belts.

There were only two hundred contestants in total, which meant that Yan Longtian and his team occupied almost a quarter of all resources.

It cannot be said that it is not forceful, it cannot be said that it is not overbearing.

When he came out, it was the leader of the Egret Sect who personally greeted him with his daughter.

A girl as delicate as a willow came out from the Zhongqing Sect elder and stuck to his side. The sect leader's daughter's face immediately darkened, but she also went up to greet him.

Jin Li smiled and fanned silently.

The other two people were not present due to injuries. They knew that they were probably out of luck, so they had no hope of winning.

Just waiting for the young master to come back, a few people will return to the court.

I waited and waited, but I didn't wait.

Erduo was so anxious that he rubbed his hands blindly on the bed. After he finished rubbing them, he decided that he could not just sit there and wait for death, so he ordered the servant beside him: "Pick the three of us over and open the door."

The servant did as he was told.

The servant took Erduo Shuhuan and others to the door of the room.

Shuhuan waved his hand suspiciously: "Wait."

Erduo said: "What's wrong?"

Lu Jinquan also raised his head hard, and the back of his neck was pressed into five or six folds: "It's getting dark."

"Indeed." Erduo said, "It feels darker than the last moment——"

There was a faint layer of red on the sky.

Then, on the red edge, above their heads, dozens of flying swords or various flying magic weapons flew past their heads as if fleeing for their lives. They only shouted two words in their mouths, which was very sad,

Very scared.

"Enemy attack——"

"Enemy attack——"

The red thing is getting closer and closer, it is a blood-red wave.

With a rolling wave, it swallowed up the monk who fell at the end. A moment later, only a pitted sword fell from the air, smashing a tile on the roof of Songtai's residence.

The red wave grew even stronger.

Looking from here, they could only see the blood-red sky, the sun's rays were reflected into a bloody sun, the light on each other's faces was red, and their friends looked like ghosts.

Erduo said blankly: "That Honglang..."

"This is not the sect master's, the sect master's..."

Lu Jinquan said: "This is the master's famous skill. It blocks out the sky and the sun and never stops. Killing people is like mincing meat..."

"But why does the sect leader come?"

"Why do you want to kill the people of the Egret Sect?"

The three of them looked at each other. Lu Jinquan tried his best to use his injured wrist to take out Songtai's communication talisman, and used his spiritual power to write a few words crookedly. Several people waited eagerly.

I waited and waited, but no reply.

"There's something wrong with your talisman," Erduo said, but the talisman he took out waited until it finally burned out.

They understand.

The bloody wave rolled away towards the Gaoyang Mountains, like a river that would never return.

Yan Longtian and the elders rescued the two monks who were rushing to the front from a distance, looking ugly: "What's going on?"

"Golden elixir, golden elixir -" the monk gasped, picking up Yan Longtian's sleeves, and cried, "Da Siniang and the others were all killed - they are all dead!"

"From the Yanlong Gate all the way to the Gongdian Hall, the junior brothers and sisters there are all..."

The disciple couldn't continue talking, but her tears told Yan Longtian and others a message: the person who came was very powerful, and it seemed that he came just to kill people.

But, how could they casually offend a strong man with a golden elixir?

Who is coming?

The sect leader ascended high into the sky.

In front of Jin Li and other sect elders, his own sect was openly invaded - it was so embarrassing!

He flew up into the sky, swinging his robe sleeves, and diamond-shaped objects flew out from his fingertips one after another, blasting countless small holes in the tight sea of ​​blood.

The color of the flames formed by the explosion of that thing was strange, but in an instant, the sea of ​​​​fire shrank by nearly half, revealing a middle-aged man wearing a blood robe inside.

The leader of the Egret Sect was shocked, and Xiong Bing'e and Jin Li also frowned slightly. Only the elder of the Xuesong Mansion looked pale and knelt on the ground in front of them.

The middle-aged man did not stop at all, and the sea of ​​​​blood instantly dispersed into bubbles one after another, floating towards the sect leader and others.

As soon as this small bubble touches someone, it will erode a blood stain and cause severe pain. Several people will be in a hurry in an instant.

"Also - my - son - come -"

Song Qing's eyes were red, and he took out a long sword from his sleeve. In an instant, he rolled up the sea of ​​blood in the sky and cut out an ominous sword light.

Yan Longtian, the sect leader, and the elders looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and reluctantly accepted the blow.

The drop of blood splashed onto the corner of Jin Li's skirt and corroded a hole. She frowned and took a step back slightly: "Since this is Sect Master Song's family matter, it is inconvenient for me to participate."

Old Sheyang also expressed his opinion immediately: "I also..."

"Don't leave!" Song Qing roared, "My son is dead! He died inside! Tell me who killed him! I want him to pay for it with his life!"

Jin Li's face turned cold: "I am from the Zhongqing Sect, who do you think you are talking to?"

Half of Song Qing's tied up hair was hanging down loosely. He rolled his eyes from his hair to look at Jin Li, filled with undisguised madness: "I don't care who you are! If you don't look for me, I'll pull you away."

If you blow yourself up, I will drag you to death together——"

"My only son is dead!"

"If I want this life, what's the use? If I want this sect, what's the use of it!"

"Who killed him! Tell me!" His eyes moved to the leader of the Egret Sect one by one, "Tell me!"

The sect master cherished his life and was frightened. He was so frightened that he did not reply.

However, Yan Longtian cleverly took a step forward and blocked the threatening look for the sect leader: "I'm sorry, senior."

"No one was watching our game the whole time. The venues were scattered throughout the Gaoyang Mountains... Look, can I, this junior, take you in to look for Mr. Ling first?"

"Looking for?" Song Qing laughed miserably, "What's the use of looking? I want to know who it is! Who killed him! You, you go and find every one of you who participated in the competition!"

"If you kill someone, you should bear my wrath!"

The leader of the Egret Sect calmly said: "This competition is about life and death."

"You mean, my son deserves to die?"

"No," Yan Longtian added, "The sect master is not..."

But they saw him clapping his hands, and a cloud of water rushed down from high altitude, covering the four of them, making them almost unable to move.

"Okay!" Song Qing laughed wildly, "You make the rules!"

"Kill you! It won't be wrong!"

His body swelled slightly and his eyes were red and bulging, as if he was about to self-destruct.

"They all said they didn't know, and they all said, then they should go and bury my son with him!"

The golden elixir exploded at its peak, and some of their elders were afraid that they would not be able to survive.

Half of Gaoyang Mountain had to be blown flat.

In desperation, Jin Li tried his best to activate his spiritual power, and the sound of a bell came out from the layers of water curtains, immobilizing Song Qing.

After a breath, his body calmed down, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!