Fighting the Supreme Realm

And all around, you can still see the destroyed ark, with broken limbs and broken arms, and everywhere in devastation. It is obvious that dozens of battles have taken place here.

"Should Hongmeng Star just ignore it?" the leader said coldly on the surrounded Ark.

"What? You can't even pass our level, so you still participate in the Contest of All Realms? There is no hope other than seeking death." A burst of ridicule came from the crowd of the Zhan Angry Dynasty.

"Damn it... I only have a hundred points of energy in my hand, just take it." The surrounded Ark understood the current situation very well. They would have no chance to escape and had to give in. After all, this time, the energy It's a small matter, successfully participating in the Contest of All Realms is the key.

"You are a man who understands current affairs, but I'm afraid this hundred points of energy can't buy your lives." A middle-aged man from the War Angry Dynasty, his face was covered with large and small ravines, and these ravines were all used by sharp weapons. Wounded, he was holding a worn-out long knife in his hand. The blade was covered with numerous gaps, but it looked like it immediately gave people a bloodthirsty and carnivorous aura.

I don't know how many creatures he killed with this long sword before the weapon became so ferocious.

"It seems that you won't let us go whether we give you energy or not!" The surrounded Ark also spoke in a deep voice.

"Jie Jie... pick up my three swords, and I will let you go after the next one. If you can't pick them up, I don't think you need to participate in the World Hegemony Tournament. It's just a difference between dying early and dying later." The man holding the broken sword in his hand Said slowly.

"Seriously?!" the man replied on top of the surrounded ark.

Behind him, there was a pretty woman with a look of fear in her eyes, her little hands holding the man's sleeve tightly.

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

"Don't worry, he is only a two-star Douxian, and Sandao underestimates me a little bit." The man gently patted the woman's delicate hand and comforted her.

After saying that, the man stepped up and jumped up. All the eyes of the hundreds of people in the Angry Dynasty were fixed on this man.

"Dagu Xingchen, Gu Lin came to ask for advice!" The man waved the battle ax in his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"I'm not interested in your name, because you will soon become a dead person. In order to make your death clear, remember my name, Can Dao, Dugu Yeshang." The man carrying Can Dao showed a trace of bloodlust on his face. A sneer, and there were still blood stains around the corners of his mouth that had not been licked clean.

"Dugu Yeshang, the one who killed four stars with two stars!?" Gu Lin was startled, as if he was no stranger to this name, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Jiejie...that guy is just a three-star fighting immortal, only one step away from the four-star. It's bad luck that he became my soul under the sword." Dugu Yeshang said with a smile, but after hearing this name, Gu Lin's whole body The hair all over my body stood up and I was sweating.

"Take my three blows. If you survive three blows, I will spare you." Dugu Yeshang's blade made a buzzing sound, as if he was already hungry.

Gu Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were solemn, and a strong sense of life and death crisis enveloped him like a big hand. This was the pressure from Dugu Yeshang.

"Get ready, I'm coming." Dugu Yeshang passed his fingers across the blade, and streams of practiced immortal energy poured into the remaining sword, and the blade suddenly made a harsh roar.

Gu Lin took a good posture and seemed to be ready to deal with everything.

Tsk!

The entire void was stagnant, and the speed was so fast that only afterimages passed by.