Chapter 313

On the periphery of the crowd, Tang Xi watched the chaos in the arena with cold eyes.

The water in the pool splashed, and killers were shot down by Ning Yanxi one after another, and they fell heavily into the pool, splashing the room full of bitter herbal smell. The corpses hung down to the bottom of the pool, and the blood flowed out continuously, dripping in the black lacquer soup, and the pool water became more and more serious. sticky.

The murderous intent filled the air, and the pungent smell of blood enveloped everyone's hearts, but no one stopped. They kept rushing forward, and the dawn of relief attracted them to rush forward. The bloody corpses covered their feet in a thick layer, and the air was filled with A damp and cold dead air.

Ning Yanxi was already exhausted, a cold blade evaded his defense and scratched across his shoulder, raising a line of blood; a tiger-toothed knife sliced ​​across, leaving deep marks on his waist; The needle hidden weapon passed through the dense knife light and sank into his body; a meteor hammer passed by and hit his back...

Sharp spears, spears that cut iron like mud, cold axes...

Every killer took out his most convenient weapon and exhausted all his strength, just to make an opening on Ning Yanxi's body and let out a few drops of blood.

Ning Yanxi's brows were full of hostility, and the robes on his body were already soaked in blood. Some died under his hands, and some were his own.

The situation is extremely bad, if he stays any longer, he will be swallowed up sooner or later.

With iron arms forming claws, Ning Yanxi pierced through the chest of the killer in front of him, and five fingers protruded ferociously from the back, clutching a living heart impressively.

The scene caused a gasp, and more violent attacks.

Ning Yanxi used the person in front of him as a shield to block the heavy attacks against him, and fled towards the only window in the entire room.

"Not good! He's going to run!"

"Can't let him run away!"

With exclamations, the killers chased after him without hesitation.

Swords, guns, halberds, axes, forks, maces, maces, spears, sticks and spears... All kinds of weapons gleamed coldly and were thrown straight at his back.

Ning Yanxi discarded the rotten flesh shield in his hand, concentrated all his internal energy into Yu's right palm, swung it out instantly, and slammed the sharp air blade against the heavy window.

The indestructible black sunken wood was so easily smashed into pieces.

Behind the window is the endless wilderness.

As long as he jumps out from here, no one can stop him.

Obviously, everyone present was aware of this, and their hearts hung high following his actions.

Ning Yanxi showed a gloomy smile, jumped up and jumped from the broken window.

The following dense sharp weapons smashed on the broken window frame, and some flew into the black abyss of the wilderness, none of them pierced his body.

Almost, almost!
Some people regret and regret.

But just for a moment, they put such emotions behind them.

Outside the originally dark and dull window, nearly a hundred bright lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire wilderness as bright as day.

And in this daylight, there are dense red masks standing, like ghosts and ghosts.

They didn't realize that there were so many people standing outside.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is the person in the middle wearing the shiny silver mask.

"Where does Pavilion Master want to go?" The girl's clear and ethereal voice echoed in the Heavenly Emperor, mixed with an obvious smile.

Young Pavilion Master.

NO.14!
Female Rakshasa!
It turned out that she had been waiting here.

Ning Yanxi's face was extremely ugly, her already blue face turned black and purple, her cloudy eyes were fierce like eagles, staring at Tang Xi, as if she wanted to gouge her bones and cramps, peel her skin and vertebrae,

"on!"

(End of this chapter)

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