"it's all over!"

Chen Yuan shouted coldly and swung the "Wind Demon Stick" high above his head. A long-standing "stick hits the dog's head" hit hard on Qiu Hu'er's Tianling Cover.

In an instant, a "bang" sounded loudly.

Where the long stick fell, thousands of blood light burst out.

Qiu Hu'er's skull shattered and his body fell down crookedly. The black broken blade, which was stained with countless blood, also fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and the purple-black sword light disappeared.

At this moment, there was silence around.

Everyone stared wide and stared at the blood-stained boy on the platform, his face full of horror.

Just a few minutes ago, someone asserted that Chen Yuan would be defeated in this battle, and if he could only hold on for more than ten moves, he would die at the hands of Qiu Hu'er.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the battle situation suddenly changed so tremendously.

Shen Tu Fei stood there like a stone statue, his eyes straight and his mouth wide open, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Chen Yuan's last-minute Jedi counterattack undoubtedly brought him too much shock.

First, he took advantage of Qiu Hu'er's "heart disease" and completely destroyed the other party's psychological defense.

Then he used Qiu Hu'er's best hidden weapon skills to blind the other party's left eye and killed him under the stick.

In just a few minutes, Chen Yuan showed perfect combat intuition, strategic use, reaction ability and explosive power.

"Qiu Hu'er died at the hands of such an opponent, and he really doesn't blame him."

On the high platform.

Chen Yuan looked down at Qiu Hu'er's corpse, with no joy or sorrow on his face, and no change in expression could be seen.

He stood for a long time, took off his single clothes and gently wiped away the blood from the "Wind Demon Stick".

He walked slowly to Qiu Hu'er's corpse, covered the head of the corpse with bloody clothes, stepped on the blood all over the ground, and walked down the platform without saying a word.

When everyone in the audience saw him walking slowly, their faces changed and they all moved aside to both sides.

Chen Yuan remained silent, naked, dragging the "Wind Demon Stick" and walked out alone.

Shen Tu Fei looked at the bloody footprints all over the ground, sighed, and quickly chased after him.

The scarred man suddenly relaxed when he saw that the two of them had walked far away.

His face turned faint and said, "This guy is so terrifying. Even 'Qiu Hu' was beaten to death by him. I'm afraid even Huangfu Zunlong is not his opponent."

"This kid can make the 'head' look higher, and there must be something extraordinary," sighed the fat man with round face, "This term of 'personal disciples' is probably the one who belongs to him."

"I didn't expect... he was the cruelest one," said the beautiful young woman obviously frightened by the scene just now, and her face turned pale.

"What a pity," Gongsun Yu turned around, looked at the backs of Chen Yuan and the others gradually drifting away, and said slowly: "A such a monster person can only be a 'chess piece'."

...

"He won."

In the Shanhai Pavilion, the "Dragon Head" looked at a holographic screen above the secret room and said with a smile.

"Yes." Uncle Fu stood behind him and said calmly.

"Dragon Head" closed the screen, walked to a table and sat down, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that he actually lured "Qiu Hu' to have a crazy attack and waited for an opportunity to fight back. He was indeed a little clever."

Uncle Fu smiled bitterly and said, "Don't talk about Qiu Hu'er, when I went to Linjiang to find this boy, I almost said to him."

The "Dragon Head" smiled and obviously felt good.

He pondered slightly and asked, "He just cast the hidden weapon

Have you seen the technique clearly?"

"I saw it clearly," Uncle Fu responded and said embarrassedly, "but I can't see which school this method comes from."

"Not to mention you, I can't even see it," said Longtou, "This technique seems soft, but its strength is extremely strong, and its movement is extremely fast. It's no wonder that Qiu Hu'er can't stand it. If he can get this technique, the strength of the 'kill group' will be greatly improved, and he will be twice the result with half the effort when executing the task."

The "Killing Group" is an assassination department under the "Shadow" organization, which specializes in the assassination mission issued by the "Leader".

After hearing the "Dragon Head" say, Uncle Fu deeply agreed and said, "I just don't know if this kid is willing to hand over this technique."

"Now... it depends on the performance of this 'little mouse'," "Dragon Head" looked in the direction of the curtain and sneered, "If 'Huangxin San' can be successfully tested on him, it can be used immediately on Chen Yuan. At that time, he can only order me and he will not give it to me."

...

After a fierce battle for a morning.

The primary election of inheritors for this year has all ended.

In the past forty-seven life-and-death battles, a total of forty-seven "inheritors" were killed by their opponents.

Seven other people died of serious injuries and died in the audience.

The winning forty-seven people successfully entered the next round of "snatching positions" and competed for one of the few "final choice places".

After the "primary election", the topic that the "inheritors" discussed the most was naturally the battle between Chen Yuan and Qiu Hu'er.

As the No. 103 inheritor appointed by the "leader", Chen Yuan has always had a strong mysterious color in everyone's hearts.

As soon as he entered the cave, he beat Han Feifei violently, which attracted the "Dragon Head" to come forward in person, abolished Han Feifei and others from their cultivation, expelled them from the "Shanhai Pavilion", and imprisoned his precious granddaughter Su Jiner for half a month.

Three days later, Han Dapeng was shocked in front of "Zhanlong Square", beat Liu Baihe and his minions, and in the next "primary election", he hit the head of the "crazy fox" Qiu Hu'er with one stick.

The courage, strength, and ruthless methods made these "inheritors" who were licking blood at the tip of the knife frightened and terrified.

Long before the "primary election" began, many people looked down on Chen Yuan and believed that he had nothing but a false reputation and was strong on the outside and had a strong man.

It was not until he killed "Qiu Hu'er" with his own hands that everyone looked at him with admiration and did not dare to criticize him anymore.

...

The "senior position grab" is scheduled to be held in a week, so Chen Yuan also had relatively sufficient time to recuperate and adjust.

This week, he almost kept himself in the room.

Except for the people in the "Organization" and Shen Tu Fei, no one else was seen.

After several consecutive days of treatment, the injuries on his left shoulder have basically been cured, and the psychological fluctuations caused by the first psychological killing have gradually subsided.

In addition to practicing the "Mystery Cleansing Sutra" every day, I just read the "yellow book" given by Shen Tu Fei. Although my life is boring, I am happy to be quiet.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Chen Yuan got up early as usual and completed his "homework".

Carrying the Wind Demon Stick, he made an appointment with Shen Tu Fei and went to "Shan Hai Pavilion" together to participate in the second round of tests for the "Inheritor" selection.

The two went downstairs side by side and came to the square.

When the people around saw Chen Yuan, some looked excited, some were slightly surprised, and some were full of horror. They hurriedly turned around.

Chen Yuan looked up and saw that the crowd was sparse, far less lively than a week ago. He sighed, "A 'primary election' would cost more than half of the 94 'inheritors'. I don't know

How many people will die in the next round of 'subsidy'?"

Shen Tufei sighed, "It is inevitable that a person will die, it depends on how to die. At least you don't have to lose like the 'primary election', and you will be chopped into meat paste if you lose."

Chen Yuan's eyes sank and he was speechless.

The two walked along the stone path towards the outside of the cave.

More than ten minutes later, when I arrived at the "Shan Hai Pavilion", there were members of the "Shadow" organization waiting in front of the pavilion.

The two of them waited on the spot for a while, and the remaining forty "inheritors" also arrived.

Chen Yuan looked back and saw Liu Baihe huddled behind the crowd, looking at him with a head and a smile on his face, with a sarcastic look on his face.

Shen Tu Fei looked at his eyes and sneered: "Stop looking, that kid has been scared by you and will never dare to cause trouble for you again."

"I hope he comes to him," Chen Yuan said casually.

"Come on," Shen Tu Fei curled his lips and said, "Since you killed Qiu Hu'er with one stick, no one in this wave of 'inheritors' dares to provoke you. Even Huangfu Zunlong avoids you. How dare Fatty Liu do rashly?"

As he said that, he raised his head, looked at the tall and magnificent "Shanhai Pavilion", and said slowly: "Now your enemies are no longer outside the Pavilion, but are all in the Pavilion."

"Yes." Chen Yuan nodded.

A few days ago, Shen Tufei had informed him of the relevant rules for "grab the position" in advance.

Unlike the "primary election", in the "snatch position", the forty-seven "inheritors" who won the first round will randomly select one of the "inheritors" who survived last year to engage in a "life-and-death battle".

If the "newcomer" wins and the "old man" dies in battle, the former can directly enter the final "final choice", and the latter will be removed from the "organization".

If the "old man" is lucky enough to die, he will be included in the list of "inheritors" for the next year and have a new round of fighting with the "inheritors" for next year.

If the "old man" wins and the "new man" dies, it will be judged as the "old man" who successfully holds the throne and the "new man" is removed from the list.

If the "newcomer" is not killed in battle, the treatment method is no different from the "old man". It will be classified into the next group of "inheritors" and start a new round of "bloody killings".

This selection method is undoubtedly extremely cruel.

Not only did Chen Yuan, the "newcomers" who had to show all their strength and fight to the death, they also forced the "old men" to burn their boats and defend their position they had obtained to fight to the death.

Thinking of the battle with Qiu Hu'er seven days ago, Chen Yuan couldn't help feeling sympathetic, "The 'newcomers' are so strong, and the 'old man' is practicing for one more year than them, how perverted is he?"

He didn't dare to think about it.

When I reached this point, there was no way out.

Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fires ahead, I can only work hard to pass through.

There is an old saying: I will die and live.

The so-called "virility" is often hidden in a series of "death situations".

Shen Tu Fei had a heart with a delicate orifice. Seeing Chen Yuan's solemn look, he instantly guessed what the other party was thinking, and said with a sigh: "Don't worry, we have finally reached this level, and we can't be scared back by difficulties. Even if you are not good, at least you have outstanding skills. What do I have?"

Chen Yuan glanced at him and said slowly, "If you die, I will spend all the money for you personally. If you know about it, you should be very happy, right?"

"I'm happy, don't be crowed," Shen Tufei cursed, "Without the protection of my ancestors, how could I die so easily?"

"Take it," Chen Yuan sneered and said, "If the ancestor really can show his power, why didn't he get you out soon?"
Chapter completed!