Xuanshuang still talked endlessly and said, "It seems that you have all chosen the previous path. Well, now I count to ten, and those who are willing to surrender will stand in front of me! One!"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to take a step forward. Nangong Xue was sweating in her palms and said to herself: "This child is very good at manipulating people's hearts. If this continues, everyone will not be able to resist surrendering. It is just a matter of time... I must not be the leader, but I cannot delay it until the end... In short, it must not attract attention. But in this way, I must kill people..."

Xuanshuang had already counted "three" at this time, and finally a thin man couldn't stand it. He raised his right hand and shouted, "I...I surrender!" He hugged his head with both hands and staggered out, still shouting, "I surrender! I surrender!" Xuanshuang didn't answer, pointed his fingertips to the side, and continued to report: "Four!"

Once the first one stood up, Yu Ren immediately felt that it was not shameful to surrender. In fact, everyone had the intention to surrender just now, but they were unwilling to take the lead and regarded them as cowards.

For a moment, everyone rushed over in groups of three or three. Nangong Xue had already sweated coldly in front of her forehead. She probably had half of the team walked, so she followed her side, intentionally using his body to cover her face and walked over quickly. At this time, the crowd was surging like a tide. Finally, after he counted the word "ten", everyone had missed and stood on the other side in unison.

Nangong Xue looked at the people beside her and saw that everyone's faces were covered with sweat, as if they had passed by from death to life, and they were breathing heavily. However, this was closer to Jiang Liechen, and she felt extremely timid. Another group of servants came forward and handed each of them a long sword. The material was exactly the same, and no one could take advantage of others in weapons, which was fair.

Xuan Shuang waited until the last man took the long sword, weighed it in his hand for a few times, and then said, "Well, everyone is wise, I am very satisfied. Then now, the next competition will be officially held." When he said the last four words, it was like a thunder falling from the air, and the whole hall was silent.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they thought that the winner would be the one who survived to the end. Once the game started, each opponent would spare no effort to attack the enemy. In this way, being able to seize the opportunity would be like a glimmer of hope. People thought of this, almost at the same time, drew out their long sword and slashed at the nearest enemy. The sword light and sword shadow flashed, shaking everyone's eyes. The sound of the sword's collision sounded like a death-hunting horn to the melee, deafening.

Nangong Xue was still hesitating for a moment, and was still fighting against heaven and man in her heart. Is there any way to prevent her from killing people and make the plan work smoothly? But after thinking about it, there is nothing perfect in the world. This bloody massacre is still second to select talents, but the first is to do a performance for Jiang Liechen.

Yu Guang turned slightly and saw that the owner of Ping Zhuang, He Ping Ruoyu, was staring into the battle circle without turning his eyes. The sword light was so bright that he could not see her direction clearly. But in Nangong Xue's eyes, he knew that the two of them were always paying attention to her performance, and the rest of them were completely worth mentioning when fighting.

The threats seemed to be ringing in her ears, which made her headache split. Knowing that she had agreed, she could only act as she told me and had no choice. However, she was raised by righteousness since childhood, but her conscience and morality did not allow her to kill innocent people for selfish thoughts.

A ray of light faintly penetrated among these cracks, or was found an excuse enough to be formed. He said intimately: "If you don't follow the plan, you will not be subordinate of the Seven Evil Demon Head, you will not be by his side and pass on information. The Master Ping Zhuang will use this as a reason to force his senior brother to give up the position of the leader of the alliance. If he succeeds, there will be thousands of people who will die in the world in the future, not just these few people? As God proves, I am really not selfish, but for the sake of the people..."

But deep in her heart, she could not even convince herself. God had a spirit, and she could see everything clearly and could only deepen her sins. But no matter what, when a long sword behind her stabbed, she still reacted instinctively, and her body turned flexibly, and the sword penetrated from the bottom, resisted the sword's edge, and slashed flat from the surface of the sword, and chopped towards the man's finger.

There are no allies in the melee, and every opponent is the most terrible enemy. Nangong Xue did not dare to be negligent. She slashed with one sword and was hesitant in her heart. However, the attack had reached her waist. If she was not serious, it would be a scene of losing both sides. And she was responsible for heavy responsibilities and could not be defeated in such a place, even if she was selfish, she slashed with one sword and stabbed into the man's chest. Seeing a bunch of blood splashing out high, it seemed that it was all spilling in her heart.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. If these people survive, they will become Jiang Liechen's future subordinates, and they are all evil parties. They are just killing them one step before this matter takes shape, and they cannot be considered evil.

With this idea as a supplement, Nangong Xue would be ruthless when she took action. She was once a high disciple of the Huashan Sect, and her kung fu was much higher than that of the lazy and aristocratic families. Within a few rounds, her moves were flexible and her body was rotating properly. In a short while, she knocked down a large number of enemies around her. However, she often stabbed the vital points with one sword and sent the other party to the road, but she did not want to torture too much.

This was an unorganized melee. The kung fu that everyone learned since childhood had long been abandoned, holding a long sword, slashing and killing randomly, which was only a little better than a butcher who was so brute force. And along the way, everyone had never practiced the authentic Xuanmen internal skills, which was far different. Among them, Nangong Xue's moves were naturally eye-catching.

Jiang Liechen's eyes were always the most accurate. He swept over quickly and his eyes immediately stopped on Nangong Xue. In order to unify the world, he had some research on the kung fu of various sects and sects, and he could see the way out at a glance. He sneered slightly, and suddenly applauded and praised: "Work well!"

Nangong Xue was shocked suddenly and looked at him. No matter how much he deceived himself, he had to admit that he only looked at him. If he was someone else, he would rather show off his attention. Nangong Xue was a "turning the way around" and suddenly felt frightened. He knew that he had used the skillful Huashan sword technique he had used since childhood before he knew it. No wonder he was suspicious. He quickly changed the sword moves and turned them into pieces. He also learned to slash others randomly. His heart was still beating, and he didn't know that he had been confused.

Jiang Liechen smiled and looked at her with interest. There was a deep coldness hidden deep in his eyes.

While dealing with the battle situation, Nangong Xue had to be distracted from others. If she really asked her to use her full strength, she could kill all these people under the sword, but in this way, she would completely smash the plan. She still had to slow down the offensive. Suddenly, a man was holding a handful of long hair in his hand, dragging several heads on the ground. He suddenly slashed with a sword, cut off his hair, and the sword force continued to stop, and counterattacked all the way up. He cut off the man's throat and rolled down his round head.

The seeker took a step forward and leaned over to pick up the head. After only a moment of delay, the rest of the people were merciless. When they were unable to do so, a long sword pierced through his vest. Before he could pass through his chest, he suddenly pulled out again, and a fierce sword was cut down on the man's head.

Nangong Xue was secretly frightened and almost forgot the rules of collecting heads. But she has always been cowardly and timid, and letting her kill people is a great torture, let alone chopping off the heads with her own hands and tied her bloody head to her waist. Not only is it difficult for her to do it, but even attacking and robbing others. As soon as she sees those eyes that are dying with eyes open and she is tempted to disgust and can no longer exert force. Although she keeps encouraging herself in her heart, her potential is always limiting. This level is difficult to overcome no matter how hard it is.

Nangong Xue came to the scene and did not mention anything else, but it helped the battle situation to make a lot of use. The enemy had already fallen by half, and the head was cut off by others in the chaos, but it was close to the expected "twenty living people". Xuanshuang raised her hand and shouted, "Time has come, stop!" At the last moment, Nangong Xue continued to encourage herself. However, until the battle situation was over, she still couldn't force herself to get a head.

Xuan Shuang said, "Okay, now the survivors come up and have a few heads. As for the dead bodies on that land, a few people will come and drag them down." Several people from the Blood Evil Sect and Pingjiazhuang stood up and carried the bodies out of the hall. The group of people who survived the fight were all covered in blood, their eyes were red, and their arms holding the sword were still trembling slightly. But the previous storm also survived, and at this time they could only hold on to their teeth.

Everyone gradually stepped forward, and Nangong Xue stayed alone in the place, neither a dead body nor a result of the battle, becoming a complete alien. For a moment, the eyes of the hall were all focused on her. Nangong Xue was extremely embarrassed and never expected that the situation would change in the end of the battle.

Xuan Shuang lowered her eyes and waited to count the results. She sighed, "It's basically the case. Well, Master, do you have any more?" Jiang Liechen snorted and said, "You have done a good job, so I don't have to worry about it."

Xuan Shuang said: "It's a pity that this group of cowards is the rich children who are so careless that they can only cut and stab each other when they start to do it. I really don't know if they were sleepwalking when they practiced martial arts, and they couldn't even pick out a few of them. I think this group that survived is probably due to luck."

Jiang Liechen said: "The key to learning martial arts is *. Besides, I have never planned to train them into world-class experts."

Xuan Shuang smiled and said, "That's right, otherwise you will have no play to sing." He turned around and encouraged everyone and said, "Didn't you hear my master's words? No one is born to be martial. As long as you are willing to study hard, even if you can't reach the "worldly weirdo" situation like him, you will never be unable to make any moves. You are not afraid of making jokes. When I first learned martial arts, my achievements were not as good as you are now."

A group of people could only smile bitterly. A few years ago, he was just a little boy who was swaying and learning to walk. If his kung fu was more than better, they had to go back to his womb. The two were incomparable, but Ling Shuangjin was still making fun of them. But he was the master of the Seven Evil Saint Lord, and no one dared to say a bad thing about him.

When the result was true, Xuan Shuang waved it casually, as if she didn't feel strange. She said again: "Master Ping, I'm so tired today. I wonder what other treats you have?"

The owner of the village deliberately delayed it just to create an opportunity for Nangong Xue. When Xuanshuang asked for help, he knew that there was nothing to do, so he had to force a smile and said, "The banquet in the room is ready, and I hope it will satisfy the Lord..." He secretly scolded Nangong Xue for being unsuccessful. His treasure was considered to be the wrong person. If he asked for pleading for her, it was obvious that the two of them had some secret collusion, what kind of morality would it be?

Jiang Liechen said, "It's great, I don't have time to accompany them for more." With Xuanshuang, she wanted to go inward. Nangong Xue bit her lower lip with her teeth tightly, knowing that if she missed this opportunity, Li Yijie's life would be difficult to protect and the country and the country would be in danger. She encouraged her fiercely and shouted: "Seven Evils Saint Lord... Stay!"

Jiang Liechen and Xuanshuang turned around at the same time, and saw that they were the one who was very skilled just now. To be honest, he was the only talent, but he failed the test, which was a pity. Xuanshuang took a step forward and shouted, "What! How dare you call me and drink to my master? Are you impatient to live?"

Seeing that he was defending Jiang Liechen's words, Nangong Xue was so destined tone and expression, and she sighed in her heart. But at this time, she was not just giving her feelings, and seized the only chance to step forward and kneel down halfway, saying, "I...I...I'm sorry. I just want to beg the lord to allow me to join the sect."
Chapter completed!