Chapter 471 The anger is enough for one battle
For several consecutive days, the luck of Wuyamen was unbelievable.
Elimination is common in other major sects. Almost every day, people are eliminated, but within the night gate, there are still traces.
Haven't seen it.
In the past few days, two of the remaining four disciples of the Poison Sect were killed by Luo Tian.
But Luo Tian killed the two of them so that everyone could not bear to see them at first.
Sometimes dying happily is a luxury for people. This luxury is stronger than survival. This is the case with the two disciples of the Poison Sect who were killed by Luo Tian.
Being suffering from the double pain from the soul and the **, a cruel scene of being broken into pieces, they want to admit defeat,
But he couldn't make any sound, and although everyone knew that they wanted to express the meaning of admitting defeat, it was useless.
Such a cruel scene made everyone separate Luo Tian from the God of Killing and connect him with the demon, because in the eyes of others, his behavior at this time was no different from that of the demon.
Even the fellow disciples of Wuyemen couldn't bear to look at them.
But even though they couldn't bear to look at it, their respect for Luo Tian was deeper.
Because at this moment, all the disciples of Wuye Sect had already known about Luo Tian's behavior, that was Xu Chen, but in their opinion, Xu Chen was killed in Han Xiao's hands.
For the sake of his master, a person who does not care about other people's opinions at all, and even uses tragic killing to prove the truth, even if there are only a few people involved, he is willing to shoulder the burden of being an enemy of the entire huge sect alone. Although such friendship is extreme, it can still make many people admire him while making people sneer. Moreover, this respect is definitely from the heart and forever.
However, Luo Tian didn't care about everyone's opinions, whether they admired, feared, or sneered.
What does the world think about it have to do with him? Even if the price of the destruction of the Poison Sect is to be despised by the world forever, he will not be moved at all.
Because this is him, Luo Tian.
At this moment, Luo Tian had another title among the disciples of the nine major sects, the crazy demon Luo Tian.
In front of many people from the Poison Sect, two Poison Sect disciples were killed one after another. The anger of those Poison Sect disciples could no longer be wrapped, but this was what Luo Tian wanted to see the most.
After that, there were only two people left who had not yet fought in the Poison Sect, one was Han Heng, and the other was a female disciple of the Poison Sect.
After these days, everyone has known that anyone from the Poison Sect will definitely meet Luo Tian, because everyone, even the many elders on the platform, have confirmed that Luo Tian is controlling the list of the competition in a way that they cannot detect.
Another day of high sky and clouds.
The clouds in the sky were so white, but there was an invisible red in the eyes of everyone, as if they were stained with blood, and they were so charming.
Today's competition list has not been announced, but the remaining female disciple of the Poison Sect had already trembled, and his face was morbid and so white, even whiter than the clouds in the sky.
Everyone knows that today, this woman is about to die, but I don’t know what way she will die.
The list was finally released. No surprise, the woman's opponent was Luo Tian.
As everyone walked towards the field, the woman's eyes were vague, looking towards the sky, and then to the many disciples of the Poison Sect behind her, as if she was saying goodbye.
"Senior Sister!"
Among the twenty remaining disciples of the Poison Sect at this time, except for Han Heng, they all shouted at the woman. Their eyes were blood red, their fists were tightly clenched, and their nails were inserted into the flesh, allowing the drops of blood to fall to the ground along the lines in the palm of their palms.
They are both innocent, but for Luo Tian, being in the Poison Sect is guilty and a death sentence.
Luo Tian could feel the true feelings revealed by these many disciples of the Poison Sect at this time, but he still remained calm because his kindness towards the enemy was cruel to himself.
The woman's steps should have been light and agile, but at this time her steps were heavier than the man's. When she raised and fell, she seemed to carry a mountain-like weight.
Eighty-three steps, from the first step she started to take, to the total of eighty-three steps she stopped in front of Luo Tian, she herself knew that these eighty-three steps would be the last eighty-three steps in her life.
Standing in front of Luo Tian, her body stopped trembling, and the unhappiness on her face seemed to have completely disappeared.
She smiled faintly, and then before the competition officially started, a low-grade spiritual weapon suddenly appeared in her hand, and under the gaze of everyone, she pierced it into her chest.
"Peng!"
It's over before it even started.
Among the many disciples of the Poison Sect, perhaps she was the one who died the most, and she had not experienced the destruction from the soul or the pain from the **.
In fact, even if she did not choose to end her life, Luo Tian would give her a pleasure and would not let her bear the pain that the man should have.
Although she was not dead at Luo Tian's hands, there was undoubtedly that many disciples of the Poison Sect had already counted the debt on Luo Tian's head. The moment he fell to the ground, nineteen murderous intents that soared into the sky once again condensed into one in the air. The ten thousand murderous intents were so strong that even Luo Tian was a little surprised.
Without too much sound, a low-grade spiritual weapon suddenly shot out from the nineteen people, and the target was undoubtedly Luo Tian in the field.
"bring it on!"
Seeing someone taking action, Luo Tian felt relieved, because this was the situation he wanted and the reason he wanted to find.
"Peng!"
However, this low-grade spiritual weapon that was attacking him was blocked by a black gas before he even entered the field.
"Leave their revenge to me!"
Han Heng is undoubtedly the one who takes action to stop him.
But after stopping, he didn't say anything more, just said this.
Because at this time he also knew that the anger and murderous intent in the hearts of all the disciples of the Poison Sect had already overwhelmed everything, including death.
At this moment, Luo Tian did not show any regrets or loss anymore, but instead smiled very sadly, because he also knew that his goal had been achieved, but it was just a delay in time.
At this moment, 30 of the original 50 sects were eliminated, and only twenty people were left to participate in the next competition. Moreover, these twenty people were only related to Wuyemen, Pole Star Sect, Demon Thunder Sect, Beast Sect, and Poison Sect. None of the remaining four sects remained on the scene.
But everyone knew that the biggest highlight of this sect competition had not yet begun. Where did the grudge between Luo Tian and the Poison Sect go, and who the final champion of the sect competition belonged to, were still covered with a hazy veil.
However, compared to these, what more people care about is another beginning after the sect competition, the ancient battlefield and the opening of the ancient cemetery...
Chapter completed!