Four picks?

Zhu Yunyu was also stunned, if he wanted to become the top spot, he could not only rely on the battle, but also the scoring in the back.

But all four of them gave full marks, and Zhu Yunyu pondered, he can probably be regarded as the leader?

Immediately afterwards, the second person also came up, and Zhu Yunyu saw that those people said a few more words, and then threw a sign down, which read......

Pick up one?!

No, isn't ten out of a perfect score!

Zhu Yunyu raised his head and looked at a few people incredulously.

"Well, can I know how many points are perfect scores?"

The woman with a yin and yang face smiled, "One hundred." ”

Zhu Yun Ballad: "......"

No, I don't think so!

One second I thought I was a perfect score, and the next second I found that I didn't even reach the passing line, what does it feel like?

Zhu Yunyu felt that his psychological shadow area was as big as ____________.

The big one wants to cry QAQ

Zhu Yunyu got four ten-point brands, and now the total score has reached forty points, and there are several people following behind, and Zhu Yunyu watched them get all kinds of brands.

...... All have a higher QAQ than her

Uncomfortable, want to cry.

When there were twelve people on the stage, no one came up, Zhu Yunyu looked down, and saw that the remaining territories were shattered inch by inch, and the people above the territory also fell directly from the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

They...... Won't you die?

Zhu Yunyu blinked, but the others all had unchanged faces, as if they hadn't seen that scene.

Zhu Yunyu can only be attributed to the fact that the people in the demon world are all solid and have a big fate.

"Pick your opponents. ”

The white-eyed man, who had never spoken, raised his head and said coldly.

His whole body was white and glowing, and his beard and hair were white, but he looked like a young man, and he looked very weird.

Pick your own opponents?

Zhu Yunyu was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn around, he felt a chill on his neck.

She looked at the sword that suddenly landed on her neck, and then her gaze fell on the high platform.

"Is that okay?"

The yin-yang-faced woman on the high platform chuckled twice, "Naturally, it's no problem." ”

Zhu Yun Ballad: "......"

Okay, the Demon Realm is really very different from the Cultivation Realm.

"You lost. ”

The woman holding the sword and Zhu Yunyu said coldly.

Zhu Yunyu looked down at the sword around her neck, she could already feel the coldness of the blade, as long as she went further, she could easily cut her throat.

I'm scared.

Zhu Yunyu stretched out his hand and held the blade, the woman's expression was stunned, and she saw that the blade held by Zhu Yunyu had been bent.

It's really bent.

Zhu Yunyu calmly bent the blade of the sword, and with a flick of it, the long sword in the woman's hand was directly taken off, but it did not fall to the ground, but fell directly from the air, and finally disappeared.

"You're losing. ”

Zhu Yunyu looked at her with a smile.

"Thinking too much!"

The woman snorted coldly, and pulled out another long sword with her backhand, but before she could swing it, she was directly hit on her wrist by the hilt of Zhu Yunyu's sword, and in the blink of an eye, the other long sword also took off.

"Do you still have it?" Zhu Yunyu looked at her outside, "and I'll continue to fight." ”

Woman: "......"

The man on the high platform: "......"

"Ahem, down there is Gyeonggi, and it is forbidden to throw objects from high altitudes. ”

The yin-yang-faced woman coughed and said with a serious face.

Wishing the Clouds: ???

What's the matter? Down there's Gyeonggi!

At the same time, Gyeonggi.

Qin Luo and Yun Ranxuan were dumbfounded as they looked at the two long swords inserted side by side in front of them, one was bent and the other was still brand new.

If it weren't for their luck, one of them would have been shot in the head with a long sword right now!

The woman on the high platform was angered by Zhu Yunyu, and directly gave up her weapon, picked up her casserole-sized fist and hit Zhu Yunyu!

Dangerous!

Zhu Yunyu only felt that the strong wind on her side flashed, and she narrowly avoided the woman's fist, and saw the angry expression on the woman's face.

However, now that the woman has no weapon in her hand, Zhu Yunyu has a pair of long swords in her hand!

"Snort. ”

With a sneer, Zhu Yunyu's double swords directly met the woman's fist.

The twelve people on the stage were already in a group, and they couldn't even tell whether their opponent was chosen by themselves.

But the faces of the four people sitting on the high platform remained unchanged, and the woman with a yin and yang face had a good smile on her lips.

"Look, how many died this time?"

She licked her lips, her eyes shining with interest.

"Eight. Another woman's apricot eyes crooked, "After all, even if there are less than eight dead, only four will be left in the end." ”

"By the way, did you feel the change last night?"

The apricot-eyed woman suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked.

The woman with the yin and yang face is the head of the Xiling family, the boudoir name is Xiling Wushuang, the apricot-eyed woman is the head of the Nangong family who has been married to the Xiling family for generations, her name is Nangong Feizhi, and the white-haired and white-eyed person is the head of the Beitang family, Beitang is inexplicable, and she has never spoken, and she is the only one in the East who is the head of the Oriental family.

These people are all close servants of the Demon Venerable, and their status is high.

"It's just a bunch of ants who don't think they can do anything. ”

Dongfang only snorted coldly, the Dongfang family is the strongest among several families, and he is also the strongest among several people.

"That's not necessarily, they are here for these 'Tianjiao', if the younger generation is dead, how long can we last?"

Nangong Feizhi chuckled twice, and if she looked closely, she and Xiling Wushuang were still somewhat similar, but these similarities were covered by Xiling Wushuang's half of the terrifying face.

"Tianjiao?"

Dongfang only let out a disdainful snort in his nose, put his hands around his chest, closed his eyes directly and pretended to sleep, and stopped talking.

Nangong Feizhi pursed her lips and hugged Xiling Wushuang's arm, "Sister Wushuang, look at him!"

Xiling Wushuang pinched the tip of Nangong Feizhi's nose, "Hasn't he always been such a stone? It's stinky and hard! But since those who can be assassinated are just some ants, this is not wrong." ”

Xiling Wushuang smiled, why don't you think that yesterday's assassination was also a part of the Xuanji Society?

The real Tianjiao will not stop here.

Her eyes fell on the twelve people who were fighting to the death, and the look in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

There were already dead and wounded among the twelve, and the high platform under their feet was not large, and some people had already been pushed down from the high platform and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

If it was in the cultivation realm, I am afraid it would have been stopped a long time ago, after all, the cultivation realm believes in the principle of friendship first and competition second.

However, this is in the Demon Realm.

For people in the demon world, there is no such thing as being a man and leaving a line to meet in the future.

Mercy doesn't even exist in their lexicon.

About every word in their dictionary is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, the weeds are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

After all, for them, showing mercy to others is cruel to themselves.

This is the norm and rule of the Demon Realm.

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