"Dare you ask me, right?" Out of caution, when he was more than ten meters away from the other party, Bai Lang and others stopped. Bai Lang changed his normalcy and took the initiative to ask the other party...

"God of Death..." The man spitted two cold words out of his mouth, and then he saw his figure step forward in an instant, and took several meters in one step, and came to Bailang's body. Then the sickle in his hand had already brought a blood-red sword light, slashing towards Bailang's neck. Bailang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body instinctively retreated back. When he quickly retreated, the weapon he carried with him also appeared in his hand, and he directly blocked the other party's sword light...

With a "swish...", Bailang's weapon directly slashed the other party's sickle, but it penetrated directly through the sickle. Bailang's heart was shocked. Why? Could it be that what he hit was just a afterimage? At this moment, he felt that he seemed to fly up, and then he saw a headless corpse standing where he was just now, with blood constantly spraying around his neck. It seemed to be his body?

Not only that, he also saw the blood-red figure turning into several clones. Several blood-red sword lights flashed, and all his companions were cut. Several heads also soared into the sky. No one could react at all? Who is this person? How could it be so powerful? And why did he kill himself and others? Knowing that all his consciousness completely disappeared, he didn't understand what happened.

Looking at the headless corpse all over the ground, the god of death walked forward and began to clean up the battlefield. He quickly took out all the things from the previous ones on several people, frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with these items, but he did not stop for too long. He walked towards other places with the huge sickle, and more than seventy teams had to slowly kill.

Just less than five kilometers away from here, a team named Jinglei quickly drove towards the direction of the flame swamp. Unlike other teams, this team with only bronze level was all archers. There were ten people in the entire team, all ten were archers. However, just as they were about to climb a hill, they saw a man with long silver hair blocking them. The agility from the archers was born

The members immediately raised the bow and arrow in their hands, and then loosened the bowstrings towards the silver-haired man without hesitation. In an instant, ten feather arrows shot out at the same time. In almost a blink of an eye, the ten feather arrows came to the silver-haired man at the same time. Even at this time, the silver-haired man had no intention of avoiding. Seeing that these terrible feather arrows were about to pierce through the man's body, the feather arrows that were flying rapidly suddenly stopped.

Yes, it stopped magically in front of the man. The nearest feather arrow was less than one centimeter from his eyebrows. However, it was just one centimeter away from the distance of the sky and the sea, and it would never be reached. Everyone was staring at all in amazement. They didn't understand what was going on? Although they were just bronze-level teams, their lethality was amazing, especially when they were shooting arrows at the same time, even the level nine-level strong men might be killed instantly by them. But now, all these feather arrows stopped, as if time had stopped at this moment. Such a strange scene made everyone frightened and filled with fear.

A hideous smile gradually appeared on the man's face, especially when he saw the horrified gazes of everyone, the smile on his face became brighter. Finally, a silver light flashed in his eyes. The feather arrow that had been floating in front of him reflected instantly and directly penetrated the eyebrows of ten people. Ten blood flowers bloomed at the same time, and the eyes of ten people were full of despair.

"Recite............... Power" The strongest archer said these three words in his mouth when he was in the bottom of his body, but they understood it too late.

Even without looking at the ten people who fell down, the man named Gintama stepped on the corpse of the ten people. He didn't even want to turn around. What good things can a bronze-level team have?

In another place, the Silver Lion Team also met a man wearing a black uniform and carrying a painted black cross sword on his back. Looking at the man's outfit, all members of the Silver Lion Team, a team that reached the silver level, felt an inexplicable pressure. However, the swordsman named Kanu, who was carrying the Cross Sword, had no habit of talking nonsense. A dark blue fighting spirit burst out on his body instantly, and then rushed towards the silver team with only five people at full speed. The cross sword in his hand slashed out continuously. The silver team with only five people only supported it for a minute and all died under his sword.

The cross sword instantly returned to the sheath, and the man squatted down and picked up a golden dagger and left with such a cool way. This was the only thing he loved.

There was a place where a man in a black robe stood quietly on a hill. In front of him were three bronze-level teams walking together. Feeling the man's strength, the members of these bronze-level teams took out various weapons one by one and pulled the trigger at the man. Facing the dense bullets, the man had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his body "bang!" and the whole explosion exploded.

, and then turned into countless fist-sized bats and flew towards the group of people. The bats were extremely fast, and in almost blinking, they pounced on these people and bit their necks. Many people showed screams of miserable fear. However, ten minutes later, everyone was already lying on the ground, and they all turned into lifeless mummies, while the bats quickly gathered together and turned into a man's figure.

"Remember my name, the Vampire Earl - Duan Tianyu!" He said to these cold mummies, and suddenly a pair of huge bat wings grew behind him, and then he slapped it hard, and flew up quickly and flew towards another team.

In the wilderness outside Phoenix City, there were constant screams of despair. One after another, one after another, except for three gold-level teams and the team where Miao Xu successfully entered the Flame Forest, the other teams were wiped out. No matter those powerful individual strong men, those well-equipped silver teams, or the extremely poor black iron team, all were spared.

When such news came back to the Phoenix City headquarters, Baron and Moxilin both showed extreme horror. The strength of the Demon Team was too terrible, right? Fortunately, the God Art Master wearing a black gauze dress and covered with a veil had already personally brought the Punishment Knights to Phoenix City, which made Baron and Moxilin feel much more at ease at the same time. No matter how powerful the Demon Team is, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Punishment Knights.

In the center of Phoenix City, where the Inquisition was located, Moxilin and Baron respectfully knelt on the ground. In front of them, a woman in a black gauze dress was sitting in a position that should have been affiliated with Moxilin. The woman's face was covered with a veil, and she could not see her appearance. However, her beautiful figure still made people think a lot, but no one present dared to show any insignificance.

Behind the woman, there were two men, one was Baron's elder brother, Cologne Lafitte, and the other was a man with a burly figure, square face and a cross carved on his forehead. This man was just standing there, like a mountain, giving great oppression to both of them. Baron and Moxilin naturally knew the identity of the man, punishing the leader of the Knights, and quitting!

No one knows what his name was before. He only knows that from the moment he became the leader of the Knights, this code name representing the absolute authority of the Holy Court became his name. He took office three years ago. In three years, more than one hundred heretics died at his hands, and at least more than 90% of them had the strength of level nine or above, and even a level ten fighter was killed by him.

The name of the Ring also resounded throughout the holy court. Since he even brought the Divine Arts Priest, the Demon Team will definitely not escape death this time.

"Do you know who killed Carossi?" Sitting on the cold throne, Lord God Jue snorted coldly.

"Report to the master, I have locked a team, but I don't dare to confirm it now..."

"What you are talking about is the Demon Squad?" Master Divine Arts snorted.

"Yes..." Baron responded respectfully, and then said everything the Demon Team did. When he heard that the Demon Team actually killed all the other teams participating in the competition, everyone, including the Ring, showed a look of confusion. Why did they do this?

"Correspondence. If you confirm that, no matter who they are, those who violate the majesty of our holy court will be killed without mercy!" After thinking for a moment, the Divine Arts Chang coldly issued an order.

"Yes...", including the ring, the four people in the hall reached her down the rails on one knee at the same time.

At this time, Miao Xu sneezed heavily in the flame swamp.

"Damn it, it's so hot here, I can't have a cold, right?" Miao Xu said depressedly after looking at the rich miasma around him.

"I guess someone misses you..." Lin Jianfeng, who is relatively active, interjected.

"Hehe, you even know this..." Miao Xu smiled, but he didn't think that someone was really thinking about him.
Chapter completed!