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bump!

On the Yanwu platform, a loud deafening noise was heard, and a thin man was like a broken kite, his mouth was spitting red, and he was blown out immediately, and was about to fall to the ground. His face was pale and dying.

Standing on the stage is a burly figure, with a grim look, cruel in the cruelty, but it is the Kui Wolf who has just returned to the inner door shortly.

"The third performance of Wutai, the eighth match, Kui Wolf won!" The judge on the stage, reached out his hand in the direction of Kui Wolf and shouted out loud.

Hearing this, the audience exploded and the bustle blew up.

"Did you see it? It was just a move, and it was also the fourfold realm of God's Zhao. Brother Lin Feng was defeated in an instant. It was a complete spike! This Kui wolf has not been affected in his strength for more than ten years in the utility room!

"That is of course. Was the black-faced Yan Luo, who was screaming at the inner door, covered it? This time he returned to the inner door. It seems that he has one of the elite disciples!"

"Ah, it is indeed so. Brother Lin Feng has been trying hard to practice in recent years, and it has been in vain. Who knows that it is time to come, and the former evil wolf is back!"

Shaking his head and sighing again and again, the man looked at Lin Feng, who was already in a coma not far away, was hurried away, and felt sorry for a while. Others also lamented again and again, feeling the fate of this brother.

But when he was about to fly Huang Tengda, he encountered such a star.

However, waiting for them to continue to sigh with sighs, another burst of exclamation sounded on the other performance stage. Everyone turned to look around, but when they saw it, Yue Ling looked at a **** figure on the stage indifferently with no emotion in his eyes.

As if lying on the ground is not a person, but a cold object.

"The fourth performance of Wutai, the seventh competition, Yueling won!" On the high platform over there, the judgement was still good, and the results of this competition were loudly read.

Everyone froze for a while, all shook their heads with a wry smile and lamented.

This time, the insiders are really unlucky. Originally there were not many places. Now two fierce beasts are fighting back. Their chance of winning is almost zero!

As for the other three places ...

In a blink of an eye, I looked at the other three tables, and the judges' cheering sounded one by one!

"The sixth performance of Wutai, the ninth competition, Liu Xu won!"

"The eighth performance of Wutai, the seventh match, Hu Meier won!"

"The first performance of Wutai, the thirteenth match, the ghost tiger won!"

The cheeks couldn't help but twitched fiercely, and everyone looked at each other, all shouting with a long breath, laughing out loud. They should have thought that this time the inner door Dabi, who can get the elite quota, is the five people.

The other brothers and sisters went up, but it was just a foil, some even ...

His eyelids shook violently, and everyone all looked at the audience of the first Wutai show in trembling. There, already laid with cold corpses, as many as thirteen, all died in the hands of the master ghost tiger.

Because the speed is too fast, he shot too hard, and people who compete with him on stage are basically without exception, and they will kill in one blow. And one corpse fell, it was too late to deal with it, and the other corpse was thrown off the stage again, it was a killing machine!

"Big ... brother, I ... I abstain!" A thin man with a divine figure, standing on the first stage Wutai, facing the fierce beast of the ghost tiger, he could not help but be scared, and his legs were made Shivering, he was already asking for mercy before he came to power.

Glancing at him coldly, the judges elders said lightly: "First performance of Wutai ..."

bump!

However, his voice just started, but a loud noise suddenly came out, resounding in everyone's ears. Then I saw the man who was just begging for mercy under the stage. The pupils glared, and then the pupils dispersed and slowly fell to the ground. The blood gurgled slowly from his forehead.

But it was the ghost tiger who slapped him in the air and killed him instantly!

hiss!

Unconsciously, he breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone looked at the ghost tiger with a frightened face, trembling in his heart, and exclaimed.

Everyone has abstained, so why kill them again? Although the magic path is ruthless and cruel, but fortunately everyone is a brother of the same discipline. There is no such thing as a dead hand on other performance martial arts platforms, and only this ghost tiger is the last one, killing one, mercilessly, it is simply not human!

The judge on the stage also frowned slightly, and glanced at him squintingly, with a look of anger in his eyes.

If the opponent comes on stage and compares with him, he will just die. But people have already abstained, and when Lao Tzu wants to announce the result, you are still trying to kill him, but you are too lamentable.

It seems to see what he thinks in his heart, the ghost tiger still looks cold, but quietly said: "He ... shouldn't sign up!"

Nonsense, he didn't know when he signed up, he will share it with you!

Taking a deep breath, the judge elder pressed down his anger and said coldly: "The first performance of Wutai, the 14th competition, the ghost tiger wins, the next ..."

"We abstained, we abstained ..." The judge elder hadn't finished speaking, the audience shouted out loudly, and then a group of people disappeared without a trace, as if afraid of being eaten by the evil tiger on the stage.

Shaking his head helplessly, the judge understood their intentions, and once again watched the stage, no more players came up to die, so he combined his silk and silk and shouted loudly: "The first performance of Wutai, the winner, ghost tiger!

Roar!

All of a sudden, there was a wave of rejoicing in the audience, roaring again and again, and the sound of beating horses and beards constantly. But the ghost tiger did not look at them, and left the platform with a cold face.

Hearing the movements here, the strong men on the other platforms seemed to have expected it, and were not surprised.

Finally, after half an hour's work, the remaining few on the performance stage also finally divided the final winner. Among them, Liu Xu, Hu Meier, Yueling, and Kui Wolf are all in it as expected.

And there are a few disciples in the final battle, although they also won, but they are not so relaxed compared to these four.

After repeated rounds of battle, their physical strength was already exhausted and they were breathless. Just looking from afar, I knew that these people must be eliminated in the next entry battle!

"Okay, there are only five places selected for the elite disciples. Let's draw your battle table. Only the strongest five can enter them!" At this time, an elder came and placed a wooden box In front of everyone.

Looking at each other, it didn't matter if the five of them were the Ghost Tiger and the Kui Wolf, but the others were bitter and wept.

Compared with these five geniuses, they are inferior!

But no way, they have to bite the bullet.

Sighing helplessly, a handsome man came in front of the wooden box, reached in, took out a note, opened it, and gave it to the elder in front of him, respectfully said: "Elder Qixuan, yes Wuwutai on the 5th! "

The elder nodded slightly, but did not speak, but at this moment, another thick arm instantly reached into the box, and then quickly pulled out, opened it, and the corner of his mouth unknowingly crossed a dangerous arc.

"Hey, hey ... It's a coincidence, I'm also number five!" There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and the ghost tiger showed the note to everyone present.

The pupil of the eyes couldn't help shrinking, and the man was immediately taken aback, frightened, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Big ... Master, I abandon ..."

bump!

There was another loud noise, the man hadn't finished speaking, but he was killed by a ghost tiger!

Unconsciously, everyone looked at this scene, and they couldn't help but jump with their eyelids. This ghost tiger's temper is too cruel.

The elder frowned, looking at the ghost tiger and saying, "The competition hasn't started yet!"

"It doesn't matter, the result is the same anyway, ha ha ha ..." Grinning carelessly, the ghost tiger gave a harsh laugh!

There was no way for the elder to breathe lightly and stop talking.

Mozong always respects the strong. This ghost tiger is the strongest disciple of the inner door. With this qualification and willfulness, he can't say anything. Moreover, he is also a proud disciple of the elders, and he can only pass and pass.

"The rest, continue to draw lots!" No longer seeing him, the elder continued to give the box to others.

Kui Wolf and others squeezed their hands in it, and pulled out their fingers with ease, but several other people were already scared by the brutality of the ghost tiger and urinated their pants. Shaking constantly.

Grandma bears, the inner door is so dangerous, I thought it was like this in the Shurachang with only a handy house! The original inner door is the same!

All of them cried and mourned for a face, their hands kept stirring in the box, but they did not pull it out until the end, only to bite their teeth, took out the paper, and silently blessed God in his mouth, do n't give him Pick a hard stubble!

"Station No. 4, to Hu Meier!"

A pale young disciple, who had no courage to look at it, handed the note to the elder. The elder was helpless, a scornful flash in his eyes, opened the note, and there was a faint voice.

But when he heard this sentence, the man couldn't help but stunned, then opened his eyes suddenly and looked in the direction of Hu Mei'er. However, he saw Hu Meier smiled at him, revealing charming spring.

The man burst into joy, and he was so happy that he was flying out!

God, it 's Sister Meier, I 'm not dreaming. Sister Meier's tenderness is famous in the inner door, and the peony flower is dead, and it is also very good to be a ghost. Anyway, it's a blessing to be defeated under Sister Meier, anyway!

The man stared at Hu Meier's peachy eyes, but Hu Meier immediately threw a wink at him, and said softly: "Brother, sister is weak, you have to be merciful!"

"Of course, of course ..." There were peach blossoms in his eyes, and the man stared at Hu Meier blankly, and Hara Zi was flowing outwards, and his heart fluttered, almost jumping out.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were also jealous. Why was this kid so lucky that he embarked on the Peach Blossom Luck and let him draw Sister Meier and left us, but it was all fierce and evil!

After a quick glance, the faces of the Kui Wolf, everyone's face, could not stop sinking!

Only the elder looked at all this, sneered in his heart, and his eyes were full of contempt: "A group of idiots, unstable minds, difficult to become a big weapon, hum!"