The night feathers screamed at the well, and the line of sight stayed on the platform of life and death.

That person is laughing!

The man who was beaten by the bare-handed man with a fist punched his mouth, and his mouth showed a hint of unseen smile, laughing, a little crazy.

Most of the people present were not aware of the smile that defeated the man, including... the winning brawny.

"Ha ha! Laozi won again! This kind of goods also dare to go to the stage to challenge Laozi, not self-reliant." The winning brawny eyes ecstasy, will take the space ring in the hands of the knife, and strode down the field.

"Miss, let's..." Jing Fei didn't understand why the night feathers suddenly stopped him.

"Hey!" The night feathers show the first sway, let the well fly don't talk.

The eyes stared at the man lying on the ground, and the night feathers always felt that things were not finished.

The winning brawny has a bright face and has come to the side of the field. He has won, and the muscles of the strong man have been completely relaxed and unprepared.

Hey!

The change of the protrusion, the person who fell to the ground suddenly gathered the spiritual power, and the sharp knife in the hand suddenly shot like a bullet.

嗡~~

The change in the field caused an exclamation. No one thought that the chest of the spirit who used the knife was hit with a fatal blow and the power to fight back.

The strong man who just "winned" thought that he had killed his opponent. At this moment, he was unprepared. He was walking towards the stage with ease and hearing the exclamation of everyone. He realized that it was not good, but... it was too late.

Hey! The sharp knife tip crossed the chest.

Some brave men are unwilling to look at their chests, the body's spiritual power is quickly lost, and they want to turn around without any strength, swearing, and the bare-handed man is planted on the ground.

"The same goes to the end!" The night feathers smashed, and the heart suddenly sounded the old Lai once taught to himself. In the duel field, only the ruin of the opponent's first level can determine the complete death.

This scene in front of you should prove the words of Lao Lai. If the brawny is cautious, there will be no ending in the present!

The wonderful ending ignited a discussion.

In the eyes of Jing Fei, he looked at the night feathers. I just didn’t find the way to defeat the man. How did the lady notice it?

"Let's go." The night feathers glanced at the platform and withdrew from the crowd.

There are also a few downstairs, some of them are killing each other, but most of them are in the early stage of the ninth stage, and the mid-term battles are also unintentional.

Jing Fei continued to move forward with the night feathers. "Miss, just how you noticed that the person left behind."

In the night, Yu Yu’s heart thought about it and said: “Normally, if a person dies and the body loses power, the palm will lose strength, but when the person falls to the ground, he grips the sharp knife.”

"Oh." Jingfei suddenly realized.

"Jing Fei, the referee on the side of the field, which power is it? Three major gates?" Yu Yu thought about the costume of the referee, and there were no signs of the three main gates on the clothes.

Not only that, just the four life and death collapsed, the clothes of the referees on each platform are different, as if they belong to different forces.

"The one we just watched was the wild platform. It was controlled by some small forces. Which one I said was not good, but it is certainly not the three major sects. The gangs of the three major sects have set up official residences in the south, with fixed Venue," Jing Fei explained.

"Well? Wild 擂台, and the official 擂台 is different?" The night feathers look a glimpse, I did not expect the life and death of the platform also divided into categories.

"There is a little bit of this. The biggest difference is that the level of the bureaucracy is higher, and the spirits who come to the stage get more."

"What is going on?"