"Who should you send in this second game?"
Young Master Langye was filled with pride and looked at everyone on the Huangji Sect side with the attitude of a victor.
At this moment, people from the Huangji Sect have not yet recovered from the shock just now.
The leader, Chu Hao, fell to the ground at this time, with blood flowing all over the ground.
yes!
Who should be sent in the second game?
In the second half of the game, two out of three games were won.
Now that even the leader Chu Hao has lost, who else can they send?
Everyone lowered their heads, dejected.
suddenly……
A weak voice suddenly came out: "Ren, Ren Xiao, you will play in the second game!"
"Senior Brother Chu Hao..." Lu Guirou clenched her hands into fists and looked at Chu Hao who was holding her in her arms.
Although he was seriously injured and bleeding, Chu Hao was conscious.
He said: "Ren Xiao, you play in the second game, Xiao Nuo plays in the third game..."
Everyone couldn't help but look at Ren Xiao and Xiao Nuo.
If there is hope for them, it must be these two people.
However, surprisingly, Ren Xiao did not make any response.
Not only was there no response, the other party was actually...trembling!
"Senior Brother Ren Xiao, you..." Lu Guirou looked at the other party in astonishment.
Ren Xiao's face was pale, and he looked at Jun Fuce, Young Master Langye, and Li Jianwuchang with their eyes full of fear.
"I, I don't want to die..."
What?
As soon as these words came out, Lu Guirou suddenly felt confused and confused.
Chu Hao's pupils were also slightly shocked.
Ren Xiao was so scared that he didn't dare to go on stage?
"Hahahahaha..." Young Master Lang Ye laughed even more unscrupulously: "So I say, I have always admired you people from the Emperor's Sect, who are either decisive and brave, or those who understand the current situation are heroes. I admire you, I admire you, hahahahaha!"
Young Master Langye's words were particularly harsh.
Every word he spoke seemed to be calling everyone on the opposite side "trash".
Is Ren Xiao angry inside?
Of course angry!
But he doesn't dare to fight!
He witnessed his two companions being blasted to pieces by Jun Fuce's "power of withered blood", and he even watched helplessly as Chu Hao met a miserable end...
His heart was already dominated by fear.
Young Master Langye, Jun Fuce, Mingwei Qingluo and others were all laughing.
The contempt with which a winner views a loser.
"Senior Brother Ren Xiao..." Lu Guirou still couldn't believe that the other party would say such things. In her heart, Ren Xiao had always been a very proud person.
Ren Xiao shook his head and said: "I am also injured, and my combat power is also seriously damaged. I can't win this round."
Lu Guirou was speechless.
She didn't know what to say.
Others may not know it, but Lu Guirou knows very well that Ren Xiao's is the "Water Sacred Body".
The water holy body is a functional bloodline constitution. Ren Xiao's recovery power is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Although the opponent's combat power has not been fully recovered, it has at least recovered to 70% to 80%.
It's totally possible to fight.
"Forget it..." Chu Hao did not force it: "Forget it..."
Chu Hao felt weak.
"So be it!"
Because of too much blood loss, Chu Hao's injuries became more serious.
Then, Chu Hao was shaken, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then completely lost consciousness.
"Senior brother..."
Lu Guirou was shocked.
Others around him were even more frightened.
It’s over!
This is completely over!
Once the leader falls, the entire team will completely collapse.
No fighting spirit at all.
No fighting spirit at all.
Lu Guirou, Ren Xiao, Shui Yuanyue and everyone else seemed to be in despair.
On the other hand, in the Black Witch Sect, everyone at the Huangquan Gate was very proud.
"Haha, I got the five hundred thousand holy order." Mingwei Qingluo danced happily.
The three guardians behind him also let out a breath of bad breath.
Although Qisha is dead, seeing the upright and incompetent side of these famous families in the Eastern Wasteland can be regarded as revenge.
"Boring!" Jun Fuce returned to the field like a king returning.
Mingwei Qingluo, Luoyan Yujin and others immediately stepped forward to greet them.
"Lord Ghost Lord..." Luoyan Yujin said.
Mingwei Qingluo followed: "If I had known these people were so vulnerable, Brother Wang, you should have been the last to play. This is totally meaningless."
Jun Fuce sneered and said nothing.
And every word Young Master Lang Ye said seemed to be killing someone: "Thank you very much for the five hundred thousand Holy Orders. I didn't expect that I could get it so easily..."
Then, he looked at Cui Wu, the owner of the village.
"Master Cui, you can announce the results!"
Cui Wu looked at the demoralized Huangji Sect. Although they defeated the Demon Sect Blood Hand Fang Jie in the first game, Young Master Lang Ye, Jun Fuce, and Li Jian Wuchang, everyone They are all stronger than Fang Jie.
When Chu Hao fell, there was no longer any suspense in this round. Cui Wu nodded and prepared to announce the result...
But at this moment, a foggy frosty wind stirred on the Harrier Star Platform...
Immediately, a deep voice reached everyone's ears.
"If Chu Hao doesn't wake up, will the 80,000 Holy Orders still count?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on the same person.
"You..." Lu Guirou looked at the other party in shock.
Xiao Nuo walked forward and asked: "Answer my question, if Chu Hao can't wake up, will the agreement between me and him still count?"
This sentence is obviously asking Lu Guirou.
After the latter was stunned, he nodded vigorously.
"count!"
"Okay, then please remember what you just said!"
"Wow!"
The airflow intensifies and the edge is revealed.
Under the surprised looks of everyone around him, Xiao Nuo walked slowly to the central square of the Harrier Star Terrace.
Xiao Nuo's appearance on the stage also attracted the attention of the village owner Cui Wu.
This is the character who defeated the Demon Sect’s bloody hand Fang Jie in the first half of the game.
However, after a fierce battle with Fang Jie, Mo Dingli, Luo Yan Yujin and others, can his remaining physical strength support him in the final battle?
Moreover, as Cui Wu thought just now, everyone behind him is stronger than Fang Jie.
"Here comes something interesting..." A sneer appeared on Young Master Langye's face: "It's not worth losing your life for 80,000 Holy Orders!"
Xiao Nuo replied calmly: "Do you want me to withdraw from the competition?"
"Um?"
"As long as you can afford a higher price, I can turn around and leave!"
"Hey..." Young Master Langye asked with interest, "How much do you want?"
"One hundred and sixty thousand!"
"Hahahaha..." Young Master Lang Ye's smile suddenly turned ferocious. He turned sideways and said to Li Jian Wuchang, the master of the Huangquan Gate's Bing Pavilion: "Master Wuchang Pavilion, I will spend an additional 30,000 Holy Orders to buy his life. !”
Li Jian Wuchang replied coldly: "Deal!"
"Then it's up to you to perform!"
Immediately, Young Master Lang Ye turned around and left the battle stage.
Xiao Nuo and Li Jian Wuchang each stood on the square.
This is the second time Xiao Nuo and Li Jian Wuchang have fought against each other.
However, last time Xiao Nuo used the identity of "Xiao Wuhen".
Suddenly, the air flow on the field stagnated, and Li Jian Wuchang waved his sleeves.
"咻咻咻..." A sheathed long sword danced out, and then stood in front of him with a "bang".
"Take action!"
