Chapter 754 (1/2)

The color of bloodthirsty fundus is more obvious.

Just in time, the more people he likes, the more dynamic he is, the more excited he is!

Originally, he planned to destroy the thundergate and let all the people in the upper circles know the news, but now he has changed his mind. He is more interested in the strength selection ten days later.

The man who took the lead walked up to Liao Zongtian and carried him to a tree to have a rest. He said quietly, ”master, are you ok?”

Liao Zongtian shakes his head slightly, coagulates the dragon's evil spirit that looks like a smile, and his killing intention rises all around in an instant.

”Kill him for me!”

Tu Mo stood up and glanced at long Qingxie, a pair of treacherous eyes extremely complex, some light, some helpless.

”Ah...” Scream again, Liao Zongtian's only healthy arm, an extra Ming Huo's dagger.

Tu Mo's eyes revolve. He squats down to help Liao Zongtian seal the meridians and pull out the dagger on his limbs.

”Since you dare to make trouble at the Peihong gate, how dare you show your true face?” In the cold morning, Tu Mo, dressed in black robes, was out of place.

Long Qingxie's mouth was full of smile, but his pale face was not soft, and he said: ”you don't deserve to see me.”

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen people in black came to Tu Mo's side in an instant. The strange and charming feeling impacted the atmosphere around him.

Tu Mo's eyes slightly pick, more than a dozen people in black jump in the air, but in the next second disappeared in mid air.

The breath became a little strange, and the air around it was a little oppressive.

In the blink of an eye, the man in black appeared again and had already come to dragon Qingxie's surroundings. In addition to being cold, they didn't have the intention of killing at the moment.

The dragon's eyes are full of evil, the waves are dark and the evil is cold.

On that day, a large number of people came, and they just made the funerary objects for his subordinates. There was blood in the gate, and it was bloody everywhere.

The news spread in a day.

They are all talking about a mysterious man who washed the door of the thundergate with blood, but he could leave unharmed.

When the news came out, plus the posting of the golden list of the peihongmen, and the gathering of heroes, people from all walks of life were more curious, so they came quickly.

Of course, they include cangyunbao and Jia's residence in Qingcheng town.

Seven days later, most of the people who can participate in the strength selection have come, and Liao Zongtian's injury has been cured, but now he needs to sit in a wheelchair.

A mess of the thundergate to restore the scene of the past, but still vaguely showing the smell of killing that day.

For convenience, the border has been removed from the sky, and the feeling of strangeness and gloom is gone. The competition arena is set at the gold, silver and copper table outside the door of the Peihong gate.

Ten days later.

Today, cangyun, Baojin, Yuyan and Jia Qingchun are here. There are also some people who dress up strangely. Some things are dark and some things are pure.

By noon, people from all walks of life had gathered together, and they were all sitting in the house of peihongmen. The old friends from all walks of life, who had not seen each other for a long time, gathered together, and they were all asking for help.

In the crowd, a man wearing white gauze was sitting in a remote corner. Although his position was inconspicuous, it always attracted the gaze of others.

He gently raised his cup and sipped it. His manner revealed elegance. He was dressed in white and sometimes curled up, with a kind of pure and indifferent.

”Do you mind if I sit down?”

A touch of Yingqi clear voice came, Nangong Yiwei raised his eyes, glanced at the man, slightly nodded.