The audience was in an uproar.

Jiang Foer angrily jumped onto the No. 1 ring and pointed a spear at Zhou Xianfu. He wanted to learn about Zhou Xianfu's methods of cultivators, who was stronger and who was weaker.

I didn't dare to do it before.

Now that he suddenly felt angry, he dared.

Zhou Xianfu looked at him coldly: "Get out."

Jiang Foer laughed wildly: "I won't get out. Jiang Foer from Shaanxi, come and ask for advice..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xianfu was like a god, just waved his hand.

at the same time.

In the villa five hundred meters away, a large black gun on the weapon stand suddenly trembled.

A 'buzz--' sound made all the glass products in the room shatter.

With a 'swish--' sound, the black gun broke out of the window, like a poisonous dragon, heading towards the direction of the ring quickly.

On the ring, before Jiang Foer finished speaking, he felt like he was being targeted by the god of death. His hair exploded in an instant.

He quickly turned around and saw a black dot in the distance, flying from far to near. He almost flew over in a flash.

He wanted to avoid it.

But at this moment, I found that all the energy in my body was locked and there was no way to avoid it.

"ah!!"

Jiang Foer roared in shock and anger, picked up his big gun and slashed forward, trying to sweep the shot that fell from the sky.

A gust of wind breaking out sounded.

A little cold light came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

Just the moment he came into contact with the long spear, the big gun in Jiang Foer's hand was bent at a strange angle. With a "when" moment, the long gun in Jiang Foer's hand was bounced open, his tiger's mouth had been cracked, and blood was flowing.

At this moment, the boy knew about fear.

"No!!"

"No!!!"

Jiang Foer's pupils contracted violently, but he found that he could not do anything.

He just watched the black spear falling from the sky approaching his chest. The cold light from the tip of the gun pierced the xiphoid bone in his chest.

'puff--'

He clearly felt the feeling of his skin and bones being torn.

Then I clearly felt a coldness through my chest.

Is this the difference between a warrior and an immortal cultivator?

Jiang Foer had a look of despair in his eyes.

Then, he felt his body lightening and his whole body was pulled up. Then he fell down.

A 'ding--' sound.

The spear was nailed to the ring, and the tip of the spear was three inches into the alloy ring.

He shot through the chest and nailed him to the ring. Blood flowed like a rush.

However, this shot did not take his life, but just passed through his heart and lungs. The bulge of the spearhead stuck his spine and nailed him to the ring.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone watched Jiang Foer's big gun land in shock, and then they watched him get nailed to the ring by a long spear that flew from somewhere.

this……

What is this method?

He stood there like a god, just waved his hand lightly.

hiss--

Ji Ji had to take a deep breath, his eyes full of fanaticism: "Immortal cultivator, is this the method of the immortal cultivator?"

“So strong!”

"I can't resist it even if I just shot it!"

"Mortals can't match this shot at all."

Without giving everyone a chance to speak, Zhou Xianfu scandalized the audience. No one dared to look at him at this moment.

The audience was silent. Zhou Xianfu said in a deep voice:

"I announced that the game has officially ended. Is there anyone objecting?"

The audience was speechless.

Jiang Foer was nailed to the ground, and he struggled a few times in anger, but he couldn't get rid of it. Seeing Zhou Xianfu looking at him, Jiang Foer waved his hand in a panic:

"I agree."

Zhou Xianfu then looked at the many cameras and said in a heavy tone:

"There is a news that I have to tell everyone here in advance. This news would not have been made public because it would have put the world in extreme chaos, but now, there will be no chance to say it again."

When Zhou Xianfu finished saying this.

All the senior executives in the world who knew the truth were all sweating and stared at the big screen of the TV nervously;

Everyone was panicked.

Why say it?

Why do you want to say it!

"I don't know when it started, but it entered November. Most parts of the world should have experienced the first snowfall during this season, but now you are still wearing short-sleeved shirts..."

Zhou Xianfu said.

At this moment, everyone around the world was confused. What's going on?

Speaking of environmental protection issues?

This has something to do with the decisive battle on the arena, what does it have to do with those cultivators?

Could it be that Zhou Xianfu held such an eye-catching competition to promote environmental protection? This is too bloody!

"Maybe no one will notice. At the beginning, you will only think that this is an ordinary global warming. A large-scale earthquake? Cities have become ruins, children have become orphans, and people in disaster areas have become homeless homeless people. The world is so big, no one will care? Just now, a large earthquake occurred in many places around the world, and many people have been displaced. You never care, right?"

The atmosphere on the field gradually became solemn.

Some people who originally had other expressions on their faces became serious at this time.

At this time, seven billion people around the world listened to the man who was like a god...

at this time.

Central China.

One by one, tents for emergency rescue and disaster relief were built.

Countless firefighters shouted hysterically:

"There are people buried below!"

"Come here!"

"There are people here still alive!"

"Hydraulic pliers, put on hydraulic pliers!"

"Doing disinfection is a good job, and you must do a good job of disinfection."

“…”

The city in the middle turned into ruins under a strong earthquake.

Countless people were crying, wrapped in blankets, sitting on the ruins in dust, shouting in despair.

In the square, countless rescued victims sat in front of the tent, watching the TV, and the man who was sweating like rain but was as ethereal as a fairy, slowly told the story.

The passing firefighters wiped their sweat, glanced at the TV quickly, and then went to save people.

"suck……"

I don’t know who it was, but I suddenly sniffed as I listened to the story on TV.

A sad mood began to spread among the crowd.

Gradually, it became a cry.

Meanwhile, Mexico.

Among the ruins of the city, countless people in the slums were barefoot, and crawled out of the concrete and steel bars in a dusty manner. Looking at the flashing ambulance police lights around them, and the people who rushed to save people, countless people stood silently on the ruins.
To be continued...