Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Brush!

The tip of the sword pierces each other's body, revealing an incredible look in the eyes of the target, as if to say, how could this happen?

“Idiot!” Pan Yue laughed haughtily, his sword-held hands pushed hard through the candidate's body, nailed the other party to the tree. Before he tried to crush the jade medal, he had taken it down one step.

Without the jade card, the candidate could not return, but fell in despair.

Blood bled all over the place.

Pan Yue left with a big smile.

He likes the feeling, the look of despair, because it's the only way to satisfy the pride and emptiness in his heart.

Pan Yue doesn't give a shit about the dragon fight. In his family, to enter the dragon, there is no need to test.

He didn't come here to get any bullshit quotas, he just came here to fight better.

Defeat opponents, kill opponents, let them moan in despair, struggle in pain, this is Pan Viet's pursuit, Pan Viet's preference.

How many targets did you kill yourself?

Pan Yue doesn't know, and he doesn't care.

Some inferior people who don't have blood. Isn't that what you do to amuse yourself?

It is their luck to die under their own darkened sword.

Of course Pan Yue will look very carefully for a target.

There are nobles who also have blood, and he doesn't kill, and the mighty candidates, he doesn't provoke.

What he's dealing with is the average candidate who's left alone and has no blood.

It is truly shameful that these people are completely unaware of themselves, delusional about entering the highest school in Longsang and even engaging in fair competition.

By virtue of the fact that they also compete fairly with blood nobles?

If there was true fairness, there should have been no regional quota difference from the beginning!

The government is still too soft.

The way of reign, when it comes to scripture, full taste, balance, will only give those inferior people a chance to charge a price all the time.

So, these people are still dying early. Good morning. Wouldn't it be better to wipe their swords with their blood, to grind themselves and to spare a few worms in the world?

Pan Yue felt like he was so smart.

But as he kills all the way, perhaps others have noticed. Most of the candidates are now acting in partnership, and it is difficult to find any more successful candidates.

He is not afraid of the other side, the inferior, to come to the top three or five can not be his opponent.

With more people at stake, you can often free your hands to escape. If you can't kill each other, it doesn't make much sense to fight for yourself.

This upsets Pan Yue so much that he can only curse those damn candidates while they search for a goal.

The smoke rising in the distance attracted Pan Viet's attention.

How dare anyone cook at this hour?

Confidence or boldness?

Pan Yue was a little curious.

He walked in the direction of rising smoke and approached carefully, like a hungry wolf who was only afraid to disturb the rabbit.

Pan Yue laughed when the young figure in the pile appeared in Pan Yue's eyes.

An inferior without blood!

Wonderful, this is a gifted goal.

But this guy is looking for a good spot. He has a pile of fire in the wilderness. It's empty on all sides. Anyone can see it as soon as they get here. Don't worry about being raided. You can crush the Jade Medal and run away as soon as you encounter an incompetent opponent. That's probably why he's so daring to start a fire.

But with just that, will it be safe?

Pan Yue grinned.

Draw your sword with your hands, and Pan Yue is aiming at your chest first.

But when I thought about it, I pointed my sword at my thigh and closed my eyes and said to myself, “If you want to make a big deal, you have to be tough enough. Hard on the enemy, hard on yourself! Boy, you're in luck. I'll bring you death with a perfect show! ”

Thinking about it, Pan couldn't help but tremble all over himself.

It was excitement, excitement with the impending killing that brought him a strong stimulus.

Boo!

Under the tip of the sword.

Under the blade, the source burst, blowing his right leg out of a big blood hole.

The pain twisted Pan Yue's face, but made his mood more exciting.

He sucked in the air and smiled. “Ho! My little lamb, I'm coming! ”

The next moment, he ran out of the jungle screaming "Help."

He ran limp to the “rookie” candidate.

He kept shouting and making a frightening expression on his face. His wounds were real and his pain was real. Only his heart was laughing and laughing wildly!

Because the rookie did come.

With a smile in his heart, he lay down on the floor before the other person arrived, while pulling out the dagger, which was already ready.

The rookie did come to help him.

He said:

“Don't worry, you'll be fine now. ”

Pan Yue answered excitedly: "Of course I will be fine, it will be you! ”

While talking, he stabbed out the dagger.

At that moment, Pan Yue seemed to have felt a slight obstruction when the sharp edge entered the meat, and the resulting unpleasant pleasure.

However, this pleasure has not yet arrived, like being strangled by a hand, can no longer vent, spray thin...

Pan Yue stunned to discover that his dagger had actually stabbed him in the air.

It's empty!

Pan looked stunned.

He saw that one hand was pressing his wrist and pushing his wrist aside.

He pushed it so slightly that he lost the direction of the prick and slipped over from the other side.

How come?

Pan Yue is shocked!

And then a voice sounded, “It's you! ”

- What? - What?

Pan Yue knew it was bad, he wanted to back off.

But then he fell to the ground, stabbed in front of his right hand, leaned forward, the whole person was like a big bow, the most unfavourable position of force, had not yet been able to strain, the other party had hit him with a heavy fist and was smashing him in the face.

“No!” Pan shouted more and more strangely, his left hand patting up, the whole person jumping like a flexible swimming fish.

He is a flexible source, not good at close combat, so eager to get rid of each other.

Unfortunately, the other side was already ready. He had just risen halfway to the sky, and a heavy punch had hit him so hard in the stomach that he hit him directly back on the ground.

Then the other hand grabbed Pan Yue's head and used to go hard to the ground. He was born on the ground and smashed into a pit.

“Bastard!” Pan Yue endured pain, his feet twisted toward Su Shen's neck.

Only his right leg was stabbed by himself and he had difficulty moving, which slowed him down a line.

Su Shen spent his spare time.

He's got a knife.

Break the knife.

Smooth stuck in his other leg.

“Ow!” Pan Viet utterly screamed.

The knife could be more severe than the one he had previously stabbed himself with, and the blunt knife had insufficient cutting power, but the damage would be even greater once it was broken.

He wanted to release the shield, but the other punch smashed down, every punch happened to hit his air node, the source shield couldn't even form, he was killed alive.

“No, leave me alone!” Pan Viet finally feared.

He finally got scared and screamed desperately.

Su Shen ruthlessly said: "Did those candidates you killed say the same thing? But who did you let go? ”

“I... I know I was wrong, let me go, let me go...” Pan Yue shouted.

Su Shen simply ignored it. He just punched and punched.

The more Pan tried to crush the Jade Medal and run away, but Su Shen took the Jade Medal away with only one hand.

Just like he used to do to other candidates.

Pan Viet finally panicked: “I am the master of the Dark Beast Pan family. If you kill me, my Pan family will never let you go! ”

Su Shen still ignored it. He continued to punch and punch and smash.

He's going to kill this piece of shit alive.

“Help me!” Pan Yue shouted desperately.

Instinctively shouting, it was accidentally answered at this time.

“The Dark Beast Pan family? Remember, the saviour poisoned centipede arsenic. ”

A dark tide has surfaced towards Su.