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The Wuhun Moon Blade or the Moon God Blade appeared in his hand.

"Choose now, choose your good boss and show your brotherhood, or choose your good lover and show your affection, or choose yourself directly. Love and brotherhood are both the same."

"Ahhhh!!!!!!"

"Where's your mother? I don't want you to choose here!"

Xie Yue's moon blade pierced directly into his skin.

Xiao Wu was in the blisters with tears streaming down her face. Seeing the person she loved suffer such torture, what kind of pain was that?

Xiao Wu waved her hands quickly. Although she couldn't make a sound, the general meaning was probably don't choose yourself for me, or something like that. Anyway, the meaning was definitely quite different.

Dai Mubai was actually very nervous. If Tang San chose Xiao Wu... wouldn't he be dead?

At this time, several other people struggled to stand up from the ground.

Oscar just used his soul skills and his sausages to recover a few people.

You must know that the reason why he can successfully use soul skills is based on the fact that a few people did not take action. Just now, he was instantly killed.

"Not to mention your soul skills, there are still some that are quite disgusting."

After Xie Yue finished speaking, he directly took out the long sword from his storage soul guide, and then threw it out.

"No, I choose, I choose!!!"

It was a pity that he said this too late, but it was a pity that this sword was not intended to kill Dai Mubai.

"Don't be so nervous. You don't want to kill him again. No, I said that I would get rid of his evil desires and let him be a gentleman in the future. You should thank me. Otherwise, think about how she behaved Look, what happened to something unexpected one day? Your little girlfriend might have to suffer at his murderous hands."

When Tang San heard what he said, he immediately felt that there seemed to be some truth to it, but soon he realized that something was wrong, but how could his boss do such a thing? They had a life-long friendship, how could Would you be shaken by something like this?

Tang San quickly threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind, how could he doubt it?

It's just that the sword thrown out by Xie Yue has no eyes, and it won't stop.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened in horror. He watched helplessly as the thing approached his family heirloom, but there was no way to stop it. Who could understand how desperate this was.

If you don't experience this kind of despair, you will never understand it.

In the end, Dai Mubai chose to close his eyes and accept this fate, but he didn't want to open his eyes and see this cruel scene, let alone witness it with his own eyes!

The long sword seemed to be equipped with guidance, and it accurately cut off the thing. It was cut perfectly, but there was no trace left.

Dai Mubai shed tears in pain, the pain was heartbreaking, but no matter how much he wailed, the outside world could not hear his voice.

But from the ferocious expression and the amount of blood, you can understand how painful this is.

The originally blue bubbles had turned into blood red. It was impossible to see what state Dai Mubai was in from the blood red bubbles, but it was certain that he would not die in a short time.

"It's a pity. Do you know why I don't use my martial spirit? Because it will dirty my martial spirit. It's a pity. It's also dirty my hands and sword. The sword is actually quite expensive, and it can't be used now. , think about it, it’s really a big loss.”

"Look, this is the consequence of being a bitch, so don't be a bitch when you have nothing to do. Do you understand? Do you have a choice?"

"If you still don't choose, I will add a few more options for you. I think that sissy is also a good choice. Judging from his appearance, he probably had the same virtues as that tiger before he had the heirloom. Speaking of which, I still They prevented them from causing harm to many people.”

Xie Yue stepped on Tang San's face and pulled it here and there comfortably.

With such a tragic situation happening on the stage, as the leader of this team, the maker of strategy, and the number one theoretical bullshit in the mainland, how could he choose to sit back and do nothing? You must know that there is still his good apprentice here. What if this guy goes crazy and chooses himself? So we must do everything we can to stop this game.

Da Shi also found the person in charge here very proudly. He thought that now that he was the reasonable party and represented justice, the facts would slap him hard in the face.

The surrounding soul masters were about to push him down, but the person in charge waved his hand, giving Dashi a chance to speak.

"What on earth are you going to do? Are you violating your promise? Is this how the Grand Soul Fighting Arena violates its own rules?"

"What rules?"

The person in charge's nausea made Dashi a little confused. This was not the scene he was thinking of. Shouldn't the person in charge be ashamed on the spot?

"This is just an ordinary team spirit fight, not a life and death fight, let alone a life and death fight. We have already admitted defeat, why should we let them continue?"

The person in charge said calmly: "When did I say that this was not a fight to the death?"

Da Shi was dumbfounded on the spot. It seemed that he had never said this.

"When you came to me, you clearly said that it was just a special team fighting spirit, and you had never experienced it developing into this situation."

"Hey, I said special, and it turns out to be special, so whatever happens should be normal, right? A special death fight, a special life and death fight, what's the problem?"

Da Shi was also furious, "You are distorting the facts, you are talking nonsense, I..."

The person in charge here has no time to listen to his farts here.

"Take this ungrateful guy down here, falsely accuse us, and talk nonsense. Such a person must be taught a lesson."

So Dashi was miserable. With his soul power, he didn't need to put up any resistance. He had no ability to resist at all.

Then a rather tragic scene occurred. His good disciple was beaten severely on stage, and Da Shi was still beaten severely in the audience. His teeth were almost broken and his face was swollen into a pig's head.

"Okay, I've already shown you your partner's arm. If you don't learn from me, it won't be him next time."

Ma Hongjun struggled on the ground in pain, the seeds of hatred were planted in his heart. It was all his fault, all his fault. If it wasn't for grinding and whining, how could he have had one of his buttocks cut off?

"I choose, I choose..."

Zhao Lingling said that it was too ink-blazing to do this. Since she wanted to torture her, she should torture her to death as long as she couldn't be tortured to death.

The bubbles still surged, and a water blade appeared from them.