Great Slaughter System

The four people in Shenlang came to sit in an audience seat. At this time, there were already watchers and warriors coming in.

However, those seats in the VIP seats are still empty. Before the waves are estimated to have started, those big guys should not come out. After all, the average big guys like to play last.

Just as Shen Lang looked at it, Wudao Square suddenly burst into a crowd of cheers.

I immediately heard that some of the warriors sitting on the battle table were exclaimed: "Look at it, some people are on the list, and that is the 16th blood film knife wearing a punch!"

"Look and see, someone is coming."

The voice of the warrior had just fallen, and another female warrior shouted.

"Ah! My God, I am a fan of the iron fan, so handsome."

The warriors who had already arrived at the battle table heard the voices and looked at the entrance to Wudao Square.

Shen Lang also looked at the past, only to see a teenager with a long knife hanging at the entrance of Wudao Square.

The boy was dressed in a **** red robe, his face was cold and his temperament was stunned, and his body exuded an amazing murderousness.

With Dai Chong's admission, he walked in behind a teenager.

The boy and Dai Chong formed a stark contrast. The teenager took a folding fan and smiled, giving a feeling of spring breeze.

"Hey, this is not a brother!"

Iron fan son Wang Hao, hehe! I closed the folding fan and said with a smile.

Wang Xiao, who saw the hippie smile, shouted coldly and walked toward a seat.

Looking at Dai Chong's back, Wang Hao's eyes flashed a touch of cold light.

The blood shadow knife Dai Chong is the genius of the six evil spirits, and the iron fan son Wang Hao is the genius of the four clan kings.

The two are the 16th and 15th of the list.

After the two men, there were also people who entered the genius, but none of them were as big as Dai Chong and Wang Wei.

Because those people's rankings are not very high, so there is no big impact on Dai Chong.

Just when the crowd had just calmed down, suddenly the quiet crowd broke out again.

The man who walked in this time, about two meters tall, stood at the entrance of Wudao Square, as if it were an ancient behemoth. It was because of the ambiguous atmosphere caused by the entrance of this person, after the figure was released, the moment It was quiet.

"Wu Chi, Zhao Jiuzhou."

A warrior who watched the battle around Shen Lang took a breath and shouted.

"It's too strong, it's too strong, and the temperament can overwhelm people. It really is the number one in the list. Is it really the reincarnation of the ancient war gods?" The warrior said indisputably.

Listening to the words of the warrior, Shen Lang slammed his mouth, what was it with, and the reincarnation of the **** of war.

Shen Lang did not take care of the warrior, but observed Zhao Jiuzhou.

From the point of view of the body, he should be defeated, Zhao Jiuzhou is like a tower, he certainly can not compare.

From the perspective of the momentum, they should be almost the same, no comparison, Shen Lang is just feeling.

Such a ratio, Zhao Jiuzhou seems to have the upper hand, but Shen Lang has not come up with a killer, the killer is the appearance, he absolutely wins Zhao Jiuzhou.

Zhao Jiuzhou has a black whirlwind like Li Wei, and he is definitely incomparable with his handsome man like Pan An. Of course, Zhao Jiuzhou is still much stronger than Li Wei. This is just a sneak peek at Zhao Jiuzhou.

With the admission of Zhao Jiuzhou, the crowd couldn't help but let him open a passage.

When Shen Lang glanced around, he found that most of the participating fighters on the battlefield did not have the enthusiasm when they first entered the stadium. They all did not naturally retract their sight.

Of course, people like Dai Chong and Wang Hao are not so bad, but they are still fighting in the guise.

With the admission of Zhao Jiuzhou, there is nothing too exciting to happen.

Even the second small real person, Changletian admission, just let everyone stunned a little, without Zhao Jiuzhou's performance when it was so popular.

Because these people's geniuses belong to different forces, after they entered the stadium, they each found their own seat and sat down.

As time went by, the surrounding audiences were filled with people. It may be that the time is almost the same, and the people of various forces have come out from the background.

When I first came out, the organizer of this time, relying on the mountain king Ji, there is no way, Ji Wudao wearing a robe, the face is majestic, and he sits on a VIP seat in a high platform.

It was followed by representatives from various forces who came to participate in the martial arts conference.

The momentum of each of those people is not weak, but it may be that these people converge on the momentum, and the ordinary warriors on the battle table did not feel any pressure.

As the people on the VIP seats sat down, the seven-day king Qi Haifei flew on a platform.

After clearing the scorpion, Qi Haohai sighed: "Welcome, welcome to the martial arts conference. The purpose of this martial arts conference, I believe that everyone knows, the general manager will not talk nonsense, the following game officially begins."

As the voice of Qi Haihai fell, the Wudao Square once again boiled up, and the sound of the waves went straight into the sky.

This time they are not cheering for someone, but cheering for the upcoming exciting match.

Qi Haohai nodded with satisfaction and flew back to Ji Wudao.

Qi Qihai had just left, there was an old man who appeared on the stage. The old man’s kindness and kindness, the smile of the hand, "Come quiet~www.wuxiahere.com~ This old man’s voice is not high, but it seems to have magic The same, even overshadowed all the cheers.

When everyone heard the words of the old man, they were shocked to see the old man.

When I saw the silence, the old man smiled. "Old man, the elder of the Tianji Pavilion, Wushou, the Dabie of the Wulin Conference, was hosted by the old man."

"Well, since the introduction is over, the old man is no nonsense, let's start the game below."

Forgot to tell you, the numbers on the back of the numbers you have have their own numbers. When I choose the number, you will play the game according to your own number. ”

After Wu’s words were finished, he took out a round sphere resembling a crystal ball from his arms. With the input of Wu’s infuriating, the crystal ball began to flash a set of numbers.

"No. 1 station, a group of 7th match three groups of six."

"The second station, the second group on the 5th, the fourth group."

"The third station..."

As Wu’s voice fell, the warriors who had been numbered went to their own counters and fought against their opponents.

More coincidentally, the first game of the seven sets happens to be a high gradual departure.

Gao’s opponent is a teenager, and the strength of the boy is probably in the middle of the innate.

After observing the strength of the boy, Shen Lang will no longer look at the high and the other side, a small rookie, it is estimated that there is no pressure from the high.

"Flame fist!"

On the stage, the boy who was fighting against Gao was off the ground and took the lead to attack Gao.

boom!

The fiery Martian splashed, the boy’s flame fist was crushed by a high sword, and then he stepped down from his feet and instantly appeared in front of the juvenile. The hilt was lightly pressed, and the boy could not help but fly out. Competition platform.