Around the surroundings, you can still see the destroyed ark, broken limbs and broken arms, and the eyes are full of devastation. Obviously, dozens of battles have occurred here.

"Don't you just ignore Hongmeng Star?" The leader spoke coldly on the surrounded ark.

"Since? You can't even pass this level of ours, and you still participate in the World Championship? There is no hope except for seeking death." A burst of ridicule came from the crowd of the War Angry Dynasty.

"Damn... I only have a hundred energy points in my hand, just take it." Fang Fang, who was surrounded, understood very well the current situation. They would definitely have no chance to escape, so they could only admit defeat. After all, energy is a small matter when coming this time, and the key is to participate in the World Championship smoothly.

"It's a person who knows the times, but I'm afraid that this hundred points of energy will not buy your lives." A middle-aged man in the War Angry Dynasty had a large and small gullies on his face, all of which were injured by sharp weapons. He was holding a long old knife in his hand, and there were gaps on the edge of the blade, but it immediately gave people a bloodthirsty and flesh-eating fierce aura.

I don’t know how many creatures he killed with this long sword, which made a weapon so fierce and violent.

"It seems that if you give us energy or not, you will not let us go!" Fang Fang, who was surrounded, also spoke in a deep voice.

"Hehe... I will take my three swords, and I will let you go if I can't take them. I don't have to participate in the World Championship. It's just the difference between dying sooner or later." The man holding the broken sword in his hand said slowly.

"Take it seriously?" the man replied on the surrounded ark.

And behind him was a pretty woman with a look of fear in her eyes, and her little hands tightly grabbed the man's sleeve.

"Brother, be careful." The woman said worriedly, and the man nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, he is just a two-star fighting fairy, and Sandao underestimated me too much." The man gently patted the woman's slender hand and comforted her.

After saying that, the man stepped on his feet and jumped up. More than a hundred people from the War Angry Dynasty looked at the man.

"Da Guxing, Gulin comes to ask for advice!" The man waved the battle axe in his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'm not interested in your name, because you will become a dead person soon. In order to make you understand the death, remember my name, Candidao, Dugu Yeshang." The man holding the Candidao showed a bloodthirsty sneer on his face, and there were still blood stains that had not been licked clean beside the corners of his mouth.

"Dugu Yeshang, who slashed four stars with two stars!?" Gulin was shocked suddenly, as if he was not unfamiliar with this name, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Hehe... that guy is just a three-star fighting immortal, just one step away from the four-star. He is not lucky and is my soul under the knife." Dugu Yeshang smiled, but after hearing this name, Gulin's whole body was full of cold hair and sweating protruded.

"Take me three swords, if I don't die, I will spare you." A buzzing sound came from Dugu Yeshang's blade, as if he was already hungry.

Gulin took a deep breath, his eyes were solemn, and a strong sense of life and death crisis was like a big hand covering him. This was the oppression force from Dugu Yeshang.

"Get ready, I'm here." Dugu Yeshang's fingers passed through the sword, and the immortal source energy surged into the remaining sword, and the blade suddenly made a harsh roar.

Gulin is ready to face everything, as if he is ready to deal with it.

Swish!
Chapter completed!