The devil kills the god

613 Special Instructions

"Be careful, someone might have ambushed here a long time ago and is preparing to ambush us!" These dozen or so people are members of the Iron Fist Association, and their president has died in the first treasure hunt, and now the leader of the team, It's the vice president, a guy named Zhuo Ming.

The Tekken Club was originally the tenth-ranked group in the last fair, but the current members are only these!

"Even if we still have nineteen people left, we must not shrink back. The honor of the Iron Fist Club cannot just be ruined in our hands. We should try our best to collect badges from other people. As long as we survive this level, After the exhibition meeting is over, recruit new disciples to join and grow stronger again!" Zhuo Ming said sharply.

"But... Vice President, wouldn't it be better if we just find a place to hide until this second item is over? There is no danger..." a member said quickly.

"What? Be a coward? A cowardly person who fears death has no right to stay in the Iron Fist!" Zhuo Ming rolled his eyes, grabbed the man's neck, and said through gritted teeth.

"Vice President, when are we going to do it?" At this time, Xiao Fan and the others lurking not far away, a disciple asked via sound transmission.

"Wait, don't worry, and...it seems that they are not in harmony..." Xiao Fan licked his lower lip and said: "Besides, there are nineteen people on the other side, and their cultivation bases are much higher than ours. Even if we It is very difficult to completely annihilate the opponent by surprise!"

"Well, that guy named Zhuo Ming is at the sixth rank of Human Immortal, and most of the others have also reached the level of Human Immortal. The few of us are not even in the realm of Human Immortal, so we really need to be cautious!" the disciple said. Nodding his head, he continued to lurk patiently.

"Get out! The Iron Fist Association doesn't need cowards!" Zhuo Ming threw that guy aside, and immediately raised his hand to call out his fairy sword, glanced at the other members, and said coldly: "If any of you let me hear that Don't blame me for being rude!"

"Fuck, Zhuo Ming, who are you scaring? The president is dead, don't think you can control us, we are loyal to the president, not you!" The member who was thrown out by him gritted his teeth and stood up. He yelled at Zhuo Ming in a tit-for-tat manner.

"Oh? Are you going to rebel?" Zhuo Ming raised his eyebrows.

"I just want to turn against you, what's the matter?" The guy stretched out his hand, and held a spear-shaped low-grade fairy weapon in his palm.

"Don't, let's say one thing less. Now that the chairman is gone, we are the only ones left. Shouldn't we be more united?" The other members hurriedly persuaded.

"Unity? Forget it, I've had enough, if you don't want to die, follow me!" The guy spat.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again, or I will kill you!" Zhuo Ming shouted with his eyes wide open.

"Tsk tsk, there's internal strife, good opportunity!" Xiao Fan took out a handful of charms from his bosom as he spoke, "Listen to my instructions later, this group of guys will be our good start!"

The noise on Zhuo Ming's side became more and more fierce, the nineteen people divided into two groups, they were swearing at each other, and then the other group turned and left angrily, leaving Zhuo Ming and the others gnashing their teeth.

"There are only ten people left, shall we deal with them or the others?" A disciple hurriedly asked Xiao Fan.

"No hurry, wait!" Xiao Fan twitched his lips, as if he was thinking about something.

"Wait!" Zhuo Ming said suddenly.

"What's the matter? We've already parted ways, what else do you want?" The guy who opposed him stopped and asked back.

"You can leave if you want, but keep your badges, and you admit defeat and automatically withdraw from this second item, wouldn't it be enough?" Zhuo Ming said quietly.

"What? Really want our badge? Stop dreaming!"

"Really? Since you don't give it...don't blame me!" Zhuo Ming said, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he moved abruptly, and slashed at the opponent with his sword.

"Hmph, that's true, I knew it wouldn't end so easily..." Xiao Fan muttered to himself, "Let's fight. When they finish fighting, it's not too late for us to start!"

The internal strife in the Iron Fist Club was so dark that the two groups who were like brothers just now seemed to have a blood feud, and they attacked viciously and mercilessly.

One after another, twelve people have fallen into a pool of blood.

In the end, it was Zhuo Ming who won, and took off the badges of the others and put them in his pockets.

However, there were only six people left by his side!

"Vice President... what should we do now?" Zhuo Ming asked the scarred member beside him.

"It's nothing, it's just that some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death have died!" Zhuo Ming licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, raised his finger and pointed not far away: "Let's go over there and find a place to hide, and then play by ear !"

On Xiao Fan's side, several disciples became anxious when they saw this: "Vice President, why don't we make a move yet? The timing is good now!"

"It's not right, wait a little longer!" Xiao Fan shook his head, squinting at Zhuo Ming.

Sure enough, Zhuo Ming took advantage of the moment when the few remaining subordinates had just turned around and walked towards the direction he designated, he made a sudden move, swung his sword behind his back, and chopped off the head of the person in front of him.

"Ah! Vice President, what are you doing?" The other five asked in panic.

"What are you doing? You have no use value anymore. With your badges, I can join other groups!" Zhuo Ming's face was gloomy, and at the same time he struck quickly, beheading the remaining five people in an instant. Down!

Blood dripped slowly from the tip of the sword.

Zhuo Ming grinned grimly, put away all his badges, immediately shook his neck, and walked towards Xiao Fan alone.

"It's so ruthless that you actually killed all your accomplices!" Everyone on Xiao Fan's side couldn't help but gasped.

"Well, as expected, the murderous look hidden in his eyes cannot escape my intuition!" Xiao Fan nodded, not surprised by Zhuo Ming's actions, there are always some people who will It's common for him to do this kind of thing!

"Do it!" Xiao Fan gave an order, and his figure suddenly jumped out.

While Zhuo Ming was thinking about something, he was walking proudly forward, when suddenly nine figures jumped out from the surrounding grass and surrounded him.

"Damn it, there's actually someone here?" Zhuo Ming narrowed his pupils slightly: "Could it be that they have a way to hide their aura? I didn't even find out!"

"However, we had a panoramic view of what you did just now!" Xiao Fan said with a raised corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, are you just a few of you? Just nine mortals, do you think they can do anything to me?" Zhuo Ming shook his head disdainfully: "Or, did you come here specially to give me the badge?"

"Zhuo Ming, don't feel good about yourself, you're physically exhausted right now!" A Freezing Point disciple spat and said, "Besides, what you just did makes people feel disgusting from the bottom of their hearts!"

"Disgusting? Hahaha, people don't kill themselves, this is the law of survival, if you want to live, you must kill!" Zhuo Ming said with a ferocious expression, and immediately looked around at the crowd.

When his eyes fell on Xiao Fan, his expression changed involuntarily!

"Are you Xiao Fei? Are you from the Freezing Society?"

"It's Xiao!" Xiao Fan replied with a smile.

"I see..." Zhuo Ming gritted his teeth, since the person in front of him was Xiao Fei, he didn't dare to kill him!

You know, Xiao Fei is the registered disciple of Zeng Ran, the Great Elder of the Inner Sect!

"What? Are you still planning to resist?"

"Resistance? Are you kidding me? Freezing Point Club is booming now, how about... I use this 18 yuan waist card as membership fee, what will happen if I join your Freezing Point?" Zhuo Ming rolled his eyes and said with a smile .

"Yes!" Xiao Fan nodded, walked slowly in front of Zhuo Ming, suddenly his tone sank, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But 18 yuan is not enough, and you will be just right if you add it!"

"What?" Zhuo Ming yelled inwardly, and the moment he wanted to retreat, Xiao Fan made a move!

His strike was as fast as lightning, and his palm, which seemed to be without fancy, landed on Zhuo Ming's violently retreating chest!

Taking several steps back, Zhuo Ming stabilized his body, and the panic on his face immediately turned into complacency: "Hmph, fortunately, my cultivation level is much higher than yours, and I have already taken precautions, since you want me to I can't kill you, so I have no choice but to run away!"

After all, he was about to turn around and run away!

"He wants to escape, stop him quickly!" The rest of the people hurriedly lined up, ready to make a move.

"Don't worry, let him go!" Xiao Fan said quietly with his hands behind his back.

"What? Let him go?" Everyone was puzzled.

Zhuo Ming couldn't help but stop, and looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously.

"Flop!" Suddenly, Zhuo Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, kneeling uncontrollably on the ground, his hands tightly covering his chest, his face full of pain.

"You...what did you do to me?" Zhuo Ming only felt a splitting pain in his chest, and an unimaginable burning sensation spread all over his body!

"It's nothing, do you think my palm just now is nothing special?" Xiao Fan licked his lower lip and said with a smile: "The guy who even kills his own comrades has no right to live anymore, let alone be a disciple of the Immortal Palace!"

"Ahhhhhh!" Zhuo Ming screamed suddenly, a wisp of flame burst out from the seven orifices, followed by his whole body burning, and his figure kept struggling and rolling on the ground.

At the same time, Zeng Ran was sitting leisurely on a chair in the court of elders who was watching the situation in the death match, holding a glass of fairy wine in his hand, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"A good trick, to inject the power of pill fire into the opponent's chest, ignite the fire element in the body, burn the heart, and spread it all over the body..." After shaking the wine in the cup, Zeng Ran couldn't help but said: "The shot is sharp! , start viciously, and use a bunch of principles to kill people in a high-sounding manner, this guy is not bad, this old man likes it very much!"

As he said that, Zeng Ran knocked on the table with his fingers, and passed an order to an elder beside him: "Pass my order, whoever can kill Xiao Fei, take Xiao Fei's waist card to replace the 100 yuan waist card of other disciples!"

"Great elder, you are..." The elder was taken aback.

"Just do what I tell you, if you don't survive trials and dangers, how can you be worthy of being my disciple?" Zeng Ran twitched his lips and said proudly...