How could he hold back?

With a flick of his hand, a sword light shot through the air and pierced Hu Yan's throat.

Hu Yan's vicious expression was completely frozen.

She never dreamed that she would be killed like this and die in such a depressed way.

"Ling Xiao wins!"

The black-clothed demon said coldly.

Originally, in this tea party between gods and demons, there was no lower limit, and killing people was a completely normal thing.

Among the guys in the first round, except Bingshan who didn't kill anyone, the other three all killed their opponents.

It's just that Ling Xiao has already knocked his opponent off the stage, and he still goes for a last-ditch attack, which makes many people look down on him.

Therefore, many of the participating warriors in the audience were unhappy with him.

But behind the unhappiness, there are more fears and fears.
Chapter completed!