C254 Thousands of people in empty alleyway
C254 Thousands of people in empty alleyway
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a clear sound could be heard as the long spear was cut in half. The handle of the spear was pierced through by a force and exploded into pieces as if it had been cut by a knife.
"Once the sword strikes, go straight for the enemy's head. If there is no blood, do not turn your head."
After chopping down the spear, he continued onward. With a 'puchi' sound, he directly slashed at Du Lei.
"Come back!"
Chu Chen withdrew his longsword, and that drop of blood was instantly used. With another sharp sword strike, he easily killed Du Lei.
"So powerful!" When the crowd saw this, they were slightly moved.
Chu Chen's power had exceeded everyone's imagination. In a short period of time, he had killed two Spiritual Martial Stage Warriors.
Mo Cheng's face was incredibly ugly to behold. Out of the thirty-odd warriors he brought here today, there were only seven or eight with Spiritual Martial Stage cultivation. These were all lackeys from the Mo Clan.
In just an instant, two people were killed by Chu Chen. This loss made his heart ache.
"Charge!" Mo Cheng bellowed, his voice trembling with rage.
A group of martial artists trembled at this shout.
Although they had bought these from the black market and worked according to orders, that didn't mean they weren't afraid.
Chu Chen had killed two people in a row.
"Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a hundred thousand Low Grade Primeval Stone. They will also be pardoned from being slaves, becoming free to live as a human from then on." Mo Cheng said coldly.
A hundred thousand Low Grade Primeval Stone. This temptation was too great, and what made this group of people even more enticing were the words he said afterwards. From now on, he would not be a slave anymore, and would be a free man.
As a slave, once it was sold, life and death were not up to him, let alone freedom.
As for them, they had never thought about following orders like puppets in the future. Now that they heard that they could do so, their eyes immediately glowed with blood-red light. Their fighting spirit was completely awakened as they growled like hungry wolves.
"Kill!"
A person roared loudly and rushed up onto the arena, swiftly claiming his title on the Life and Death Wall.
This move of Mo Cheng's was really malicious. In order to let the slave thugs charge forward, he made these promises, in order to stimulate their murderous nature.
However, it was undeniable that doing so had a very good effect. Without any orders, these slave fighters would rush up to them.
"He's even more ruthless than me," Zhou Tianxiong looked at Mo Cheng deeply, his eyes flickering.
"Kill!"
The lackey who charged up the stage was incomparably irritable, his body emitting a terrifying killing intent. Like a hungry wolf, he treated Chu Chen as his prey and rushed forward like an arrow.
"What a fierce aura, it should have been captured on the battlefield." Chu Chen thought.
He knew very well that war would break out every year for the over a hundred years in the West Spirit Domain Empire, and once there was a war, one side would definitely lose.
As for the defeated party, the remaining soldiers would be sold to the black market, and the remaining ones would be sold to the black market.
Although Chu Chen was a little soft-hearted, it only lasted for an instant and recovered very quickly.
Although these people were slaves and their lives were pitiful, they were extremely loyal to their masters and had their brains completely brainwashed. It was impossible for them to stop at all.
"Little fellow, I can already smell the scent of your blood. Hurry up and die. As long as you die, I will be free."
This warrior's eyes were scarlet red, as if he had drunk his own blood. He looked at Chu Chen and licked his lips.
That appearance was extremely malevolent and had completely transformed into a killing machine.
"Killing you is not a sin!" After the other party finished speaking, the benevolence in Chu Chen's heart disappeared.
These people were slaves. They were pitiful. However, they were madmen who had their lives stained with blood. After being used by the Mo Clan, they had done countless evil deeds. There was no need to be soft-hearted, nor was there a need to be pitiful.
In a life and death duel, there would only be enemies.
If I don't kill him, I will use up almost all of my elemental energy. Let me let my subordinates duel him again, Mo Cheng ah Mo Cheng, if you want to borrow my strength to kill the other party. Zhou Tianxiong sneered in his heart as he watched the duel.
This kind of feeling of calculating everything in one's palm was extremely straightforward, and Zhou Tianxiong enjoyed it very much.
"With my cultivation at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Stage, I can easily kill a martial artist weaker than me. The only thing I have to be wary of is the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage."
Since he said that there was no age limit, and his cultivation was below Fifth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage, he believed that Zhou Tianxiong would definitely bring practitioners at the fourth level of Spiritual Martial Stage.
He had to finish the current duel as soon as possible. This way, he could save a bit of elemental energy.
Although there were ten Martial Vein s, to endure more than ten, or even more than ten battles, the situation was grim.
In order to minimize the risks to himself, Chu Chen had to take care of everything.
The duel continued. Hundreds of thousands of martial artists were paying fervent attention.
In the past, the number of people watching a duel on the Martial Blood Battlestage was around 50,000 to 100,000. And this was the most shocking event in history.
The number of people had reached three hundred forty thousand.
The surrounding crowd was so packed that not even a drop of water could leak out. Many people were standing on the rooftops.
Some smart merchants would sell their roofs according to their size. Even though they knew that this was the equivalent of earning money, they were still unable to meet the demand.
The empire with the largest West Spirit Domain, Zi Yun, and the Empire of Zi Yun's largest city, the Free City, had a population of over ten million.
However, there were only three hundred and forty thousand people who could watch it with their own eyes. Most of them were in inns, waiting for the news that would continuously spread to them from the center of the city.
This scene could not even be described with the word 'explosive'.
Very quickly, two hours had passed. Chu Chen stood proudly with one sword and one person, his long hair fluttering in the wind.
There were many corpses lying at his feet. They had all been killed with a single sword strike, and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.
"Heavens! Heavens! In a short span of two hours, he has already won twenty battles, and in addition, he has won all twenty battles! Is this fellow made of iron?"
The crowd looked at Chu Chen who was on the stage in shock. At this moment, their hearts were surging with emotions.
To win twenty matches in two hours meant that he had killed twenty people in a row.
"Go, all of you go!" Mo Cheng continued shouting.
His expression was vicious and his body emitted a ruthless aura. Twenty people had already died, and today, there was no turning back. He could only continue to fight.
After fighting twenty matches in a row, he was sure that Chu Chen did not have much spirit energy left.
The life and death duel was still continuing. There were still more than ten people with Mo Cheng, and he firmly believed that he would be able to kill Chu Chen at the very last moment.
However, as more and more thugs ascended the stage, his hopes were constantly being dashed.
Chu Chen was simply a god of death, no one could stop him.
Until the last person was killed, blood splashed in the air, and Chu Chen withdrew his sword.
Thirty victories, all thirty of the Mo Clan's cultivators had been killed.
Mo Cheng's body trembled and he felt a little dizzy. This was the strongest subordinate of the Mo Clan. Other than a group of servants, he had brought almost all of them.
As for what Chu Chen said, it was true that no one in the entire Mo Clan had that level of cultivation.
Amongst these thirty people, the highest cultivation was at the second level of Spiritual Martial Stage. There were three of them in total, and the result was the same as all of them were killed.
Mo Cheng's breathing was a little labored as he felt an evil fire burning in his chest. He tightly clenched his fists, and due to his rage, his joints turned slightly white.
Raising the strength of the entire clan to fight against Chu Chen, in the end, not a single person was left alive, and all of them were killed.
For a small clan like the Mo Clan, this was simply a huge storm. If any other clans were to go against the Mo Clan and attack them, they would undoubtedly be facing destruction.
"Zhou Tianxiong, it's all up to you now." Mo Cheng suppressed his rage as he icily stated.
In the beginning, Zhou Tianxiong had let his Mo Clan make the first move, to test the waters, but now, they had become cannon fodder, not a single one was left.