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"What about Boss Mo, Gang Leader Hong, and Gang Leader Chen?
You can't go up.
Now all three of them are injured.
If our four gangs join forces with so many people to go up, I believe the chance of success is very high.
And Qiao Zhenshan and After we grab those high-level martial arts skills from Yunfeng, we can at most divide them equally.
Moreover, if our four gangs go in together, people from other sects won’t dare to take our ideas at will.”
Yang Leju, the leader of the Haisha Gang, said to the other gangs beside him.
The leader of the three gangs said.
"Damn it, although the risks of this business are a bit high, the rewards are extremely generous.
I, Mo Changming, have done it.
What do you two think?"
"Mo Changming", the boss of the Iron Fist Gang, gritted his teeth and said loudly.
There was a trace of murderous intent in his greedy eyes.
Gang Leader Hong and Gang Leader Chen looked at each other and said through gritted teeth: "It's only because the things on them are too tempting.
Up" "superior" Yang Leju, Mo Changming, Gang Leader Hong, and Gang Leader Chen shouted loudly at the gang masters behind them.
The four of them flew up at the same time and jumped onto the Purple Star Bar.
The four numerous subordinates also followed the four people and jumped up to the "Purple Star Platform" with all their strength.
I saw everyone slowly surrounding the high platform from all sides to Qiao Zhenshan, Yunfeng, Zuo Ri Dongxu and several masters from the Tianlong Gang in the middle of the high platform.
When Qiao Zhenshan saw the four people leading the gang's masters to surround him, he thought something was wrong in his heart.
He quickly walked forward a few steps, clasped his fists at the crowd and shouted loudly: "Boss Mo, Gang Leader Yang, Gang Leader Hong, Gang Leader Chen, I It seems that Qiao Zhenshan and the brothers of the "Tianlong Gang" have never offended a few of them, why do they want to give Qiao a hard time today?"
"Gang Leader Qiao, let's stop talking nonsense.
You and Yunfeng will leave behind your respective martial arts and techniques.
I promise not to make things difficult for Gang Leader Qiao.
If not, don't blame the four of my brothers for being rude."
Mo Changming Staring at Qiao Zhenshan, Yunfeng and others coldly, he said harshly, with waves of greed and coldness flashing through his cold eyes.
"If not, so what?"
Qiao Zhenshan stared at Mo Changming and said coldly.
In his eyes, Mo Changming is just a dead man.
With his current strength, even if he is seriously injured, he will still be able to survive.
Kill the opponent before he takes action.
"If not, I will let you wait for everyone to die without burial."
Before Mo Changming could say anything, he only saw a blur in front of his eyes, and a figure quickly walked in front of him.
Mo Changming was shocked.
He already understood that Qiao Zhenshan not only did not continue the conversation with him, but actually attacked him first.
A "click" sound of broken bones sounded, and Mo Changming's tall and strong body quickly flew backwards dozens of meters away, and fell heavily to the ground under the high platform.
He stopped moving, mouthfuls of blood and broken internal organs emerged from his mouth.
"Boss Gang Leader" The masters of the Iron Fist Gang ran in front of Mo Changming and screamed for a while, but they were unable to save themselves.
Qiao Zhenshan's full palm hit, let alone his fifth-level Sword Emperor, was the peak Sword Emperor.
If there was no special way to protect himself, he would probably die on the spot.
"Qiao Zhenshan, I must cut you into pieces to pay for my brother's life."
The warriors from the Iron Fist Gang rushed towards Qiao Zhenshan like crazy.
"Brothers, let's chop Qiao Zhenshan into strips of meat together with the brothers of the "Iron Fist Gang"" Yang Leju, the leader of the Haisha Gang, shouted loudly, picked up the steel knife and rushed forward.
"Brothers, kill!"
Gang leader Hong roared, and followed Yang Leju towards Qiao Zhenshan.
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"Kill, kill, kill" nearly a hundred Sword Soul, Sword King, and Sword Emperor warriors from the four gangs quickly pounced on Qiao Zhenshan, Yunfeng and others.
"Hahahaha come on, let's go together.
It doesn't matter if I, Qiao, take them all today."
Qiao Zhenshan looked at everyone and shouted loudly.
When Qiao Zhenshan first became a disciple of "Du Fei" this year, the first thing Du Fei taught Qiao Zhenshan was not martial arts, but to make Qiao Zhenshan understand a truth: no matter how difficult things are, as long as they are unavoidable, then Then you have to try your best to solve it, because you can no longer retreat.
Qiao Zhenshan used a pair of fleshy palms as weapons to block everyone's swords, but wherever his palms passed, at least a few people fell down.
At this time, the warrior's ferocity in Qiao Zhenshan's body was also stimulated by everyone.
He was now like a wooden man who didn't know the fatigue and pain, waving his blood-stained palms with all his strength.
"Hmph, you're looking for death."
Yunfeng snorted coldly, and with all his strength, he arrived in front of Luo Bing, Qiao Huaiyu, and Han Feng.
He saw the bloody Dragon Sword in his hand swiping violently towards the four, and a domineering and extraordinary flaming sword element.
The energy quickly swept towards the warriors who rushed towards Luo Bing and the others.
"Ah ah" screams were heard from under the Youlong Sword.
A famous warrior was killed by the flaming energy sword shadow and the wide blade of the Youlong Sword.
All warriors who were cut by the Youlong Sword were killed.
It was flesh and blood flying everywhere, limbs flailing wildly.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!"
Yunfeng clenched his steel teeth and endured the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow in his body.
The wide dragon sword moved quickly among the crowd, as if he was entering an uninhabited land.
But wherever the long sword passed, All the warriors on the stage were either dead or had their bones cut off and their muscles broken.
"I don't want to kill anyone anymore, don't force me anymore," Zuo Ri Dongxu, holding a fiery red sword in his hand, shouted loudly as he looked at the warriors all around who were watching eagerly.
"Kill" dozens of warriors roared at the same time and rushed towards Zuo Ri Dongxu.
"Looking for death" Zuo Ri Dongxu snorted coldly, moved his body forward with all his strength, thrust out the long sword quickly, and the sword of his cultivation penetrated the warriors of the four major gangs who were approaching quickly.
"Puff" Zuo Ri Dongxu jerked the hilt of his sword, and the blood-red sword was quickly swept to one side.
However, wherever the sword passed, heads flew out quickly.
In less than half an hour, no one from the four major gangs with hundreds of sword kings walked down the "Purple Star Stage" alive.
This made the many warriors in the audience who were eager to take the test feel a little upset.
Liang, the courage he finally mustered up has once again faded away.
"We can't let them continue fighting like this," Xuanyuan Qisha said coldly.
Xuanyuan Yudie beside him was about to say something, but found that his eldest brother had disappeared.
"Gang Leader Qiao, Zuo Ri, Dongxu, Yunfeng, you guys should be pretty much in trouble today.
If you continue to kill like this, then I, Xuanyuan Qisha, will lead the Quartet Headhunters to start killing too."
Xuanyuan Qisha's tall figure stood on the Purple Star Platform like a hill.
He stared at Qiao Zhenshan without any expression and said coldly.
"Captain Xuanyuan, you must have seen that I, Qiao, are not willing to kill people.
I am really forced to take action due to helplessness.
If Chief Xuanyuan wants to be charged with murder, I, Qiao, will bear the responsibility for today's incident."
"Qiao Zhenshan took a few steps toward Xuanyuan Qisha and said loudly.
Xuanyuan Qisha stared coldly at Qiao Zhenshan for several breaths, and then slowly turned around, only to see him shouting loudly to the warriors in the audience: "I am the commander-in-chief of the empire."
Xuanyuan Qisha "What happened today is a private matter for all of you.
As a member of the public servants, you shouldn't interfere.
However, the Imperial Majesty However, he cannot withstand such a fight.
So today, if anyone has a grudge against Qiao Zhenshan, they can come to him for revenge.
But if you are a person without grudges, please take care of yourself.
Of course, if you have friends who like to compete with others in martial arts.
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Yes, I, Xuanyuan Qi, am not good at killing, but I am willing to practice with you friends."
Xuanyuan Qisha's roar echoed around the "Purple Star Platform" and could not be dissipated for a long time.
Under the Purple Star Platform, the warriors with lower cultivation levels all frowned and covered their ears tightly with their hands.
Anyone with a little discernment would understand that Xuanyuan Qisha's cultivation had reached an extraordinary level.
"I, "Ziyun," haven't fought with anyone for many years.
If there are friends who really like to compete with each other in martial arts, how about joining me?"
Ziyun in the audience shouted loudly.
After finishing his words, his figure stood up.
Beside Xuanyuan Qisha.
Although Ziyun's voice was not loud, the warriors present, regardless of distance, could hear him clearly, as if Ziyun was whispering in their ears.
With Ziyun and Xuanyuan Qisha intervening, coupled with the terrifying strength of Qiao Zhenshan, Zuo Ri Dongxu, and Yunfeng, the warriors in the audience were extremely greedy for the Xuduo space ring and high-level techniques on the high platform. , but really no one is willing to go on stage to challenge Qiao Zhenshan and others.
Many warriors under the Purple Star stage saw that they had no intention of staying any longer, so they each stood up and left the Purple Star stage.
Seeing someone leaving first, the other warriors had a look of reluctance in their eyes, but seeing the few extraordinary people on the stage, they could only grit their steel teeth and leave the Purple Star Stage quickly.
In less than a stick of incense, all the many warriors in the audience had left
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