The Waltz of Fengchen was not removed, but a new attack occurred in Wei Jiu's hands.

The Qianyuan Sword Shocked, and a giant dragon roared out, coiled around the sword body, and rushed directly forward.

This is an attack sword move mastered by Wei Jiu. It is not among the two major sword techniques of Tianyao and Oracle. Therefore, the attack is not strong, but the consumption is not large. It is most suitable for testing and back-ups in ordinary times.

Fengchen Waltz is very strong. When you encounter Shura, you all die on the sword shadow and sword light. In addition, Wei Jiu believes that even if Shura really lucky enough to resist the Waltz, he will definitely be killed by the Shiro.

puff!

As the two Shura fell, the last Shura was also pierced by the Qianyuan sword. But he did not fall down, but stood there with his body straight, staring at Wei Jiu tightly, full of hatred and resentment.

On his body, the breath of death began to condense, and unprecedented pressure quickly swept across the heart of Shura.

Wei Jiu was shocked. As expected, the forbidden curse-level Shura he felt was this guy. Although he didn't know why this guy could burst out such a terrifying power in an instant, it can be seen that this was definitely not what he had.

"I am the Soul of Shura who is wandering in the world. You, damn it!" A stiff voice came.

The person who spoke was naturally the Shura. At that time, he looked very strange and his movements became particularly slow. But the unflexible limbs made a trace of solemnity flash in Wei Jiu's heart, because the hidden power was particularly powerful.

Of course, this solemnity flashed in his heart for a moment.

The cultivation level of the early stage of the Forbidden Curse level is not very strong, at least with his power, he can also slash it with one sword. The reason why I feel the surprise is because I haven't figured out what secrets are hidden behind all this, but if I say worry, it doesn't exist.

The sword rose, the sword light flowed, and the dragon galloped, and it penetrated Shura's neck in an instant.

This is a fatal attack. No matter how strong Shura's vitality is, it cannot withstand it. Especially with the current state of Xutian Qianyuan Sword, with the amplitude of the Sacred Heart Sword Control Technique, each attack can burst out with a momentum that destroys the world.

"Haha, I'm not the idiot before. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you have to think twice!" Wei Jiu said with a sarcastic smile.

The guy before, naturally refers to the previous winner, but he died under the siege of Shura. Wei Jiu is different. His strength is far superior to these people, so they naturally found that even if the siege is, it has no effect.

This is the importance of strength. A strong strength is always the guarantee of power and status.

Wei Jiu understood this truth very well, so at that time, he was very confident and had the right to say this. With one sword, he killed the so-called Shura soul. This domineering and powerful force was enough to make the Shura scared.

Without stopping, Wei Jiu continued to walk forward. He did not attack again, but simply surrounded him with waltz.

But there were no Shura around, and he dared to go up. What a joke. The strongest among them was just the peak of the domain level. Wei Jiu could even kill the Shura soul at the forbidden curse level in seconds. If you want to kill them, wouldn’t it be just a kung fu?

The heart was trembling. Although they were Shura, they also had a heart and fear in their hearts. At this time, they had only one idea, which was to secretly pray that the man in front of them could leave here sooner.

Three hours were particularly long, and every minute and second seemed to hit the hearts of Shura.

However, in these three hours, there was no fight in the huge section again. At this moment, they had given up. Wei Jiu, the mysterious man, was like a mountain, pressing on their hearts, making them breathless.

As for the winner this time, there is really no need. With Wei Jiu here, they may not have any competition at all.

The only thought in my heart is to hope that these three hours will pass as soon as possible, and hope that he can leave quickly, even if he enters the next level. After all, no one can guarantee whether Wei Jiu will take action suddenly. If that time really comes, it will be a bloody storm again.

Finally, three hours have arrived.

In the crowd, a Shura with blood stained with his hands burst out from his body, and instantly condensed on his head. Twenty-seven, a clear number appeared, and everyone knew it very well, which meant that he had killed thirty-seven competitors.

The emergence of the winner should have caused a sensation, but it is quiet at this moment.

The rules never take the winner as the winner, and only by truly stepping on the entrance can you be considered a victory. But is it really possible to have Wei Jiu guarding in front of the entrance and wanting to enter? The answer is no, at least, they don’t even have the confidence to break through the Waltz.

As for the winner, his face was cold and he had no joy in victory.

He knew his strength and the peak of the field level, and was considered the best among these Shuras, but it was impossible to beat Wei Jiu. However, if he gave up and let the cooked duck fly away, he would never be willing to accept it.

After struggling for about half a minute, he finally made a choice and walked forward struggling.

He was betting that Wei Jiu would not attack him. He knew that if this bet was wrong, he would die. But what could he do? He went through a lot of hardships to get a quota that stood out, and he could succeed immediately, so how could he be willing to retreat like this?

Who knows when he will wait for the next victory? He can't wait and is unwilling to waste his time like this.

At this moment, Wei Jiu took action, raised his palm and a sword light roared past. In an instant, blood gushed out, and the winning Shura fell down directly, and the breath quickly dissipated, and another blow was killed.

The unwilling and desperate expression did not last long, and Shura's body completely disappeared like the number above the head.

After he fell down, the other Shura's face gradually became ugly. If you look closely, you will find that numbers are condensed on his head. Twenty-three, this number is similar to what he calculated, and now it naturally becomes the second winner.

After seeing the death of the previous winner, he was already desperate in his heart, and he didn't even have the courage to resist Wei Jiu.

In the past, I always hoped that I could win, but at this moment, there was no time that I hoped that I would fail even more. But the reality is that the more than 20 scores I had won before played an irreversible role at this time. The results that made him proud suddenly made him fall into despair.

"thump!"

Without any hesitation, the Shura fell to the ground and bowed to Wei Jiu.

"Please let me in. I don't want to die, I don't want to get this title. I don't want to die!" He said in a deep voice.

If it were Wei Jiu of the past, he might have spared a life, but after so much, he would not have been able to do so. His heart had long become ruthless. Although he did not say what kind of evil person he was, he was definitely not a kind person.

With a swing of his palm, the sword tip pierced out, and one more was tied.

In fact, it is not too much to say that everyone here is his enemies, because they are all subordinates of the Saint Qingdao. In the future, when Shura grows up, he will grow into enemies of the Chaos Realm of the Heavens, and at that time he will become Shura dead soldiers who fear them.

There are not many people who return to the holy realm of the world, but he has a lot of resources. These Shuras who came out of the Colosseum will gain good attainments in the holy realm in the future.

A trace of firmness flashed in Wei Jiu's eyes, and the sword blade in his palm gently swung, pointing to the next target, which was a trembling Shura with a trembling body. His face turned pale and he didn't dare to look at Wei Jiu. There was also a number on his head, 17.

The third winner appeared, and the Shura looked at him with pity. With Wei Jiu, the killing god here, what's the use even if he got the winning quota?

Before Wei Jiu moved, the Shura moved first, but the direction was the opposite of Wei Jiu.

That was the passage to enter this area. He rushed there all at once and tried to leave. Facing Wei Jiu, he knew very well that he could not win at all. If the numbers above his head were not eliminated for a day, he would not be safe for a day. The best way was to leave here.

"Let me go out and let me go out and I want to live!" Shuro shouted hysterically, "Ah, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

At this point, it ended abruptly, and a sword shadow flashed past and directly pierced his dantian.

After looking closer, the sword edge had already returned to Wei Jiu's hand. His body did not move, as if he had not set a sword. But the Shura's dantian was indeed dead, and there was no way out for survival. Naturally, Wei Jiu was the only one who could take action.

His attack was originally very cold and harsh and would never be dragged on.

But at this moment, a trace of fear flashed through everyone's hearts. Only then did they realize that they had underestimated this person's cultivation. The silent attack was so fast that it killed the person in an instant, which was really terrifying.

In their hearts, they became even more worried, afraid that the next one would be themselves.

But the only thing that is thankful is that the next time the light will be condensed on Wei Jiu's head. 17, which is the number of Shura he killed. He brought the winners just now. He won the fourth ranking with a total of 17.

The group of Shura finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had lost the opportunity to enter the next level, they could at least send this god of killing away and at least save their lives.

As for Wei Jiu, he looked ahead coldly, and a proud brilliance flashed in his calm eyes. On the next floor, he came, and there was still half a minute left, and the winner's place finally landed on his head.
Chapter completed!