People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 211

The war lasted for about four or five hours. At this time, corpses and human heads were everywhere outside the arena of hell. Countless out-of-control people were beheaded and killed. The ground was dark red, and some depressions were even filled with blood. Cut through the night sky, reflecting a tragic scene.

Nearly one-third of the crusaders died in the battle, and the rest fought and retreated. The living environment was further shrunk, and there was little hope of escape, and basically there was no possibility of killing them.

The Yizhihua team couldn't hold on anymore, and temporarily hid in the arena to rest. Besides them, there were also many ordinary people and injured crusaders healing their injuries, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

When they came in, a pair of eyes looked over immediately, the three of them turned a blind eye, found a place where no one was there to sit down, and began to meditate to recover their soul power.

There is nothing serious about Chen Xichuan, as long as he doesn't use too perverted soul skills, his soul power can hardly be exhausted.

Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen don't have mythical spirits, they are no different from other soul masters, their soul power is limited, and they need to be replenished in time when they run out.

Outside, roars can be heard endlessly, and they have been ringing for most of the day, with large and small explosions coming out from time to time, one can imagine how tragic the battle situation is.

The moonlight sprinkled into the arena and shone on Chen Xichuan's face. His expression was indifferent, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he was always alert to his surroundings.

There are crusaders here, and they and the crusaders are mortal enemies. If the other party violently kills people now, it may threaten the lives of Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen.

As the captain of Yizhihua team, he needs to stand up at critical moments to protect the safety of his teammates.

"The three of you are not dead yet. God must be blind. This didn't even take your life away."

A discordant voice sounded, and a crusader sneered and said, with a playful face, staring at the location of the Yizhihua team with unkind eyes.

Chen Xichuan glanced at the man indifferently, but didn't say anything.

"Yo, it's enough to pretend to be so cold even when you're about to die!"

The other party spoke again, yin and yang were strange.

Chen Xichuan narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head slowly, with a cold glow shot out from his eyes, and said word by word: "If you bark again, I don't mind sending you to die."

"Send me to die?" The man grinned grimly, and said with an air of fearlessness, "You have fought for so long, do you still have the strength to kill me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shock flashed by, and then, a head was thrown into the air, blood spilled into the sky, and he fell silently to the ground.

died!

It took only a few seconds from the beginning to the end of the whole incident, Xianjian flew back to Chen Xichuan, his expression did not change, and he whispered: "I have never seen anyone who does not want to live, since you want to die, then I will help you."

In the arena, there was no sound, and everyone was dumbfounded, unable to say a word.

"Evil Chen, what do you mean, you dare to kill people in public, aren't you afraid of being sanctioned by law enforcement?"

Some injured crusaders came back to their senses and scolded Chen Xichuan loudly with an angry expression on their faces.

Chen Xichuan was unmoved, and said calmly: "You have also seen that it is he who wants to die, and I am just helping out, not on purpose."

After a pause, there was an emotionless smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "And have you forgotten where you are? In the arena of hell, life and death are life and death, even if I kill you, what can you do to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the crusaders changed.

You can't fight casually in the outer city, only in the arena of hell can you kill to your heart's content. Anyone who steps into the arena is like entering the inner city. They are not subject to jurisdiction and can do whatever they want.

"Although this is the Hell Arena, it's true, but you can't just kill people casually. That brother just said something, but you killed him. You are so cruel."

"Yes, yes, what can't we sit down and talk about, right now there are countless out-of-control people besieging the Hell Arena, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, we should be united to fight against the out-of-control people, and work together to fight for a way out. "

A series of voices came out, accusing Chen Xichuan, thinking that his actions were too extreme and too bloodthirsty.

Chen Xichuan sneered, and said in a cold tone: "Shut up, everyone, whoever dares to say a word, I will send him down to reunite with that person before."

"You..." a crusader was so aggrieved that he got up and glared at Chen Xichuan angrily.

"What are you?"

Chen Xichuan's voice was like a bell, and the immortal sword released immeasurable light, shining all around, and the terrifying sword energy swept across the entire arena, making one's hair stand on end.

He was extremely powerful, his indifferent eyes swept over everyone present, and said: "Anyone who wants to die can raise his hand, and I will bury you for free."

No one uttered a sound, and it was as silent as a chilling cicada.

Ordinary people were so frightened that they hid in the corner and shivered, their eyes were frightened, and they carefully peeked at Chen Xichuan.

Is this Mr. Chen?
So scary.

Scattered crusaders gathered together, dared not speak out, all blushed and gritted their teeth.

They really wanted to attack Chen Xichuan, but when they thought of his previous brilliant achievements, they shuddered and restrained their impulse.

After some deterrence, the annoying fly finally became obedient. Not long after, Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen woke up from meditation one after another, their soul power recovered to a degree, and their pale faces turned ruddy a lot.

"What's the matter, why don't you talk, it's so quiet."

Luo Xingchen was puzzled, and looked at the others, most of them had angry faces and their eyes were spitting fire, which made him confused and confused.

Ye Chen saw something was wrong at a glance, without even thinking about it, it must have something to do with Chen Xichuan.

He asked Chen Xichuan why, and learned the inside story.

"Damn, bullying people like this? Do you really think that our flower is a soft persimmon?"

Luo Xingchen couldn't bear his violent temper, so he immediately shouted at the crusader camp, and the demon stick appeared, as if he was about to fight to the death.

Beside him, Ye Chen also stood up, silently summoned the Ten Thousand Soul Scythe, picked it up and pointed it at the crusader, his eyes were cold.

"What are you doing, why is it so lively?"

Shi Jingang walked in from the door, and immediately locked on the Zhihua team. After he entered the Hell Arena, a white-haired old man and a man with a broad knife also walked in.

All three are soul emperors.

Seeing the strong men from their own faction arrive at the scene, the crusaders who were recovering from their injuries were immediately excited and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chen Xichuan sat on the seat with a calm expression, while Ye Chen and Luo Xing stood beside him, frowning slightly.

"Evil Chen is really majestic, hiding in the arena to bully our wounded, don't you lose face?"

Shi Jingang taunted, his expression was very cold, and there was hostility hidden in his words.

"Who are you yin and yang?" Luo Xingchen shot back, saying: "Hyphen and yang, rotten ass."

(End of this chapter)