Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Mingshu didn't ask about it in detail.

People from various factions were also happy that she didn't ask, so naturally they wouldn't come up to her and tell her the details.

Listening now, something seems wrong.

If that sword is really that easy to hold, would this group of people need it here for a hypocritical competition?

"That sword, there will be no problem, right?"

The master of Feihumen coughed: "It's not a problem, it's just... just can't be pulled out."

Mingshu: "..."

Just talk about how they are so generous and invite so many people to fight in the ring.

Mingshu said: "That's better than anything, just let these people pull them out one by one."

Flying Tiger Sect Master: "..." Seems to make sense.

Pooh!

"The elites of all sects have tried it, and no one can pull it out. There is a very strong force around the Excalibur. If the strength is not enough, it will be difficult to get close to the Excalibur."

So of course we have to find someone who has passed the competition and found out who is strong.

Mingshu clicked his tongue: "What if people like the weak and unrefined?"

"How is that possible? Ordinary people will be bounced away if they get close to it..." They all have internal body protection, so they can get close to the Excalibur.

"You are not Excalibur, how do you know what it thinks?"

"..."

"How about we secretly pull it out and sell it? You and I will get three to seven, and you will get three to three. There can be no more."

"..."

Feihumen's strength is not strong, he can host this group arena because the territory of Los Angeles is his.

So he had planned from the beginning, not to get the Excalibur.

but……

When the leader said this, he was suddenly moved.

If you can't get the Excalibur, it's good if you can make a fortune...

No, if he did this, wouldn't he offend everyone?

The master of Feihumen shook his head and distanced himself from Mingshu.

This ally is poisonous.

He was almost fooled into going nowhere.

Mingshu slumped into the chair, and started to watch the group arena with little interest.

Suddenly put a pair of hands on her shoulders, and gently rubbed her shoulders, the strength was neither light nor heavy, it was very comfortable.

Ming Shu looked sideways.

Rong Li was watched by her, he paused for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Leader... Is the strength inappropriate? Shall I lighten it?"

Mingshu said vaguely, "Very good."

The group arena was really boring, Mingshu curled up in a chair and fell asleep, and you hit him while I hit him.

"Who is he?"

"Why are you dressed like this..."

"From head to toe, I can't see anything..."

The crowd suddenly became commotion, Mingshu raised his eyes and saw the man on the ring, wrapped in a black robe, with a hood covering his face.

Judging from the body shape, it should be a man.

Opposite the man was the person who had just successfully defended the ring. The man in the hood raised his hand from under the black robe, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of the person opposite.

Before the man recovered, he had already been kicked out of the ring.

"puff……"

"Senior brother, brother, are you alright?"

"Brother, how are you!"

A group of people surrounded him, the man was seriously injured, the same door gave him acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and stabilized his scurrying internal force.

"You're cheating!" Someone yelled at the veiled man on the ring: "You're doing it before you start shouting, you despicable villain."

"If you have the ability to show your true colors, what kind of a hero is to cover up."

The man in the veiled hat stood on the ring and did not respond to the clamor from below.

The injured fellow was very angry, and turned his eyes to Mingshu: "Leader, all the heads, elders, this person broke the rules and disqualified him!!"

Before everyone could speak, Ming Shu said quietly: "When you enter the ring, it's the official start. Greetings are just your own unwritten rules, but not the rules of the group arena, so he doesn't count as a foul."

This is the same as leaving the arena means the end of the group arena.

It's just that these people in the martial arts world talk about friendship and face, and they have to pretend to be self-reported, and they seem to be very cultivated.

Everyone: "..."

Where are you from! !

you!where!side!of!

"Chi..." The man in the veiled hat sneered.

Mingshu spoke up, and what she said was true, so it was hard for the rest of them to say anything.

"continue."

From the first time the veiled man took the stage to the end, he only used one hand to kill a group of people with ease.

This veiled man is strong.

Everyone was beaten to a low morale, and there was a short vacancy.

Just now.

A figure flew up from behind, stepped into the air and landed on the ring.

"It's Young Master Zhuo!"

"Master Zhuo, hit him!"

The crowd suddenly shouted, followed by the sound of slogans.

Mr. Zhuo and the man in the hat didn't talk nonsense, and directly entered the battle state.

Mr. Zhuo's swordsmanship is elegant and his moves are gorgeous, but they are also powerful.

You can tell by the way the man in the veiled hat moves his hands.

The figures of the two kept flickering on the ring, and they could almost only see afterimages.

Even though they couldn't see anything, everyone still looked at the ring with their eyes wide open, afraid that if they blinked, it would be over.

The man in the veiled hat slowed down and was at a disadvantage.

"I'm going to lose."

"Huh?" The head of Feihumen was puzzled: "Leader, who do you think will lose?"

Although the man in the veiled hat is currently at a disadvantage, he still won't lose.

"Your number one swordsman."

What do you call yours?

You are not part of the Jianghu martial arts! ?

The master of Feihumen looked at the field: "At this time, Mr. Zhuo has the upper hand...how could he lose?"

Mingshu propped his chin and said with a smile, "Not scheming enough, not despicable enough."

Flying Tiger Sect Master: "..."

boom!

The air seemed to freeze.

All eyes fell on the person who fell off the ring.

how come……

lost?

Just now, Mr. Zhuo had the upper hand!

The master of the Flying Tiger Gate was reminded by Mingshu, and he immediately figured out the key point. The man in the veiled hat did it on purpose, and asked Mr. Zhuo to lower his vigilance.

Jiang Ling ran out from the crowd and helped Mr. Zhuo up.

Mr. Zhuo shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and looked at the man in the veiled hat: "You are a member of the Demon Sect!"

affirmative tone.

"People from the Demon Cult?"

"How did the Demon Cult come to participate in the group arena?"

"What does the Demon Cult want to do?"

The man in the hood put his hands back under the black robe: "So what about the Demon Sect, you people who claim to be righteous in martial arts are afraid?"

"Bah! We will be afraid of you, a devil, and come here as a member of the devil's sect. What's your purpose?"

"Don't let this monster get away."

"Kill the devil!"

People from all factions spontaneously surrounded the ring, and with slogans in their mouths, they killed the Demon Cult.

The man in the veiled hat sneered angrily: "I'm fighting you openly now, but you want to bully the few with more. Is this your morality? Justice in your mouth?"

"What kind of morals are you talking about with a devil!"

"kill him!"

"Kill him, eliminate demons and protect the way!"

The master of Feihumen looked at Mingshu.

The latter was biting a cucumber, and seeing the master of Feihumen looking over, she blinked her eyes, very confused, what are you looking at me for?I only have one cucumber!

...Where did she get the cucumbers.

Could it be that his wife planted it in the yard?

"Leader... look at this..." Feihumenmen reminded: "This person belongs to the Demon Sect."

"Well, so what?"

"He fights..." Now that everyone is going to kill him, why don't you say something! !

"There are no rules in the arena, and the Devil's Cult cannot participate."

"..."