C385 Su Family's Descendant 1(1)

The eyes of the warriors turned chaotic, and the killing intent in their bodies became even more fierce, and they did not stop for a moment, pulling out the weapons that had sunk into my muscles, and began to fight to the death.

Kill! Kill! I stood on the spot with a savage look on my face, watching the six experts fight and kill each other.

This is the first time I have used the "Confusion" skill in actual combat, and the target is actually a member of my clan with the same bloodline. The pleasure of being twisted causes my entire body to twitch, and my evil thoughts to flourish even more. Watching them fight with all their might, I seem to have returned to the training camp's dueling ground. However, at this moment, I no longer have to worry about my own fate.

The six of them crawled out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so it wouldn't be easy for anyone to kill each other quickly. The six intermediate powerhouses spared no effort in killing each other, causing the world to change color.

The fierce battle attracted the attention of the other search teams. The other two teams were quickly rushing towards the tragic battlefield.

Alright, come! It was getting more and more interesting!

Chi! The spearhead of the spear-wielding warrior pierced into the right arm of the battle-ax warrior, and a powerful force erupted. The right arm of the warrior holding the two-handed axe was instantly blown off. Warm and stinky blood splashed onto my face. I actually had the urge to stick out my tongue and lick it.

"Ah!" The wounded warrior screamed as he jumped out of the battle. The intense pain made his mind clear again. "What are you doing? Are you all crazy?" In fact, a second ago, he was also crazy.

The spear-wielding warrior still hadn't woken up and gave chase. Only the warrior holding the axe with one arm was left in extreme fear. He turned around and ran, "Crazy! You actually attacked me! You all are crazy!"

The other two teams had already arrived. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned. However, the fatal wounds on my body were rapidly healing. I believe that this is the most bizarre and terrifying scene they have ever seen in their lives.

Whoosh! A figure entered the battle.

Level 80! This person should be a member of the Elders Guild. My good reputation actually alarmed the elders and personally led a team to hunt me down.

In just three moves, the spear warrior in the confusion was knocked down. Firstly, due to the difference in level, the spear warrior had already been hit by my Voodoo. A violent death battle had already caused the poison to seep into his heart meridian. He was now like an arrow at the end of its flight.

"Ah!" Several miserable cries rang out, and the Voodoo's damage effect appeared. The warrior in the deathmatch fell to the ground, curled up, and trembled.

"You..." The eyes of the level 80 expert were about to split open. He turned his head to look at me. "You are indeed very capable! Who are you? What is your purpose in coming to Arreat?"

I coldly swept a glance at him and said, "Junior, tell me your name."

The level eighty expert was around fifty years old. When he heard me rudely call him a junior, he was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead, "In the territory of the undying kings, you actually have the guts to hurt my clansmen. Let this old man experience your strength!" With that, he waved his sleeve, his clothes fluttering about.

That tyrannical aura caused my chest to freeze. Very strong! Such a person must treat him as a super expert. To determine the level of an Arreat expert, you must add another ten levels to his true level. Because they were all experts in killing, they were strong enough to defeat someone ten levels stronger than them.

"You guys bring them back to treat their injuries, leave this place to me!" That level 80 elder stands proudly in front of me like a wall. Perhaps he has already determined my level. However, my ability is not something that can be determined by my level. I am also a citizen of Arreat, and my killing experience is definitely no less than anyone else's.

The six warriors helped their injured companions up and slowly retreated. However, there were still three of them who stayed behind. These three people might have been personally led by the elder. Their levels were slightly lower, but they were still above level 50.

A level 80 advanced powerhouse, three intermediate powerhouses. Looks like my situation isn't too good. Hehe, what is this? After daybreak, I will have to face many experts. What's there to be afraid of!? My hands and feet are sweating due to excitement. At this moment, I have already recited the damage curse without batting an eyelid!

"Please!" The elder waves his hand and shows his weapon and sword!

My posture is very elegant. I sneered, "Tell me your name. I would like to see if you, a junior, know how to respect the elders."

"You maniac! I swear I will tear you to pieces!" That elder is completely enraged by me. He stretches out his right hand and shoots towards me like a shooting star.

I immediately summoned "Bloodthirsty Prison" to stop him midway. "Bloodthirsty Prison" is also a spell that cannot be exempted. As my level increases, its defensive and damage are already quite considerable.