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  After killing Ma Yun, Lie Teng did not immediately leave the forest area. After checking Ma Yun's savings ring, Lie Teng couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. The contents of Ma Yun's savings ring were all-encompassing, with nearly a thousand varieties, ranging from ordinary clothing to high-grade spiritual instruments, as well as herbs and elixirs. However, what made Lie Teng slightly disappointed was that the highest grade of treasure was only mid-grade. At this time, he held the small bow that Ma Yun had used to attack him earlier, recalling how Ma Yun had attacked him by simply drawing the string. Lie Teng was shocked that he hadn't seen Ma Yun take out a bow and arrow. Immediately, Lie Teng faced forward, drew the bowstring, and when it reached full moon, he felt an unexpected force emanating from the bowstring, and his right hand's original energy involuntarily flowed into the small bow.

  "Hum..." A low hum, and in the midst of this small bow, a purple-black arrow suddenly appeared. The arrow was only as long as a palm, with a thickness similar to that of a thumb, but its tip was razor-sharp!

  "What a wonderful treasure!" Lie Teng's heart was filled with excitement, this bow and arrow didn't even need to recognize its master to be drawn, and it was still condensed into an arrow with its original power. Unfortunately, it was only a mid-grade treasure! Immediately, Lie Teng's right hand relaxed, the purple-black arrow that had left the string transformed into a black light beam shooting forward.

  "Rumble!" A deafening explosion came from over 100 meters away, and the small black arrow slammed into a giant tree in front of it. The tree was so large that more than ten people could barely wrap their arms around it, but it was instantly pulverized at its branches, leaving a huge crater below, and then came crashing down.

  Such power, even Lie Tong was startled, but what surprised him more was that when he drew the bowstring, he found a surge of energy emerging from the dark bowstring, and it was this energy that made his original small arrow's power increase several times. Just as Lie Tong wanted to take a closer look, his divine sense suddenly felt numerous auras flying towards him, and Lie Tong quickly activated his Concealment Technique, his body flying up into the dense foliage of a giant tree.

  Lieteng was shocked to find that originally, he had sensed three auras flying towards him, but at several thousand meters away, one of them stopped and quickly left, leaving only two slightly stronger auras approaching. Lieteng thought for a moment before understanding that if the person who joined was weak in cultivation based on their aura, they would definitely be killed together in battle.

  Lie Teng's breathing was even and didn't make any sound, the leaves were too dense to see what was below, and his divine sense couldn't be released, otherwise he would be discovered, Lie Teng could only quietly wait.

  "It's Brother Jin, last time we parted ways, I didn't even have a chance to repay you." A strange and eerie voice came from below, spoken by a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. This middle-aged man had a ferocious scar on his face, with an ominous and cold gaze, staring at the white-robed middle-aged man in front of him with resentment and anger.

  "Haha, Brother Li, it's been a while. Last time we clashed, I was also helpless." The white-robed middle-aged man gazed at the black-robed man with a smile and said:

  "Is that so? Brother Jin, whether it was unavoidable last time or whatever, today, only one of us can leave this place alive. Who made our camps different?" The black-robed man with the surname Li took a step forward, a spiritual sword floating in front of him, emitting a ringing sound.

  "Brother Li, why have we come here? I'm afraid there are hidden experts around us. If we fight each other now, won't that be beneficial to others?" The white-robed man with the surname Jin narrowed his eyes and retreated a few steps, speaking in a low voice.

  "Alright, come on, stretch out your face and let my sword get stained with that poison. I'll slash a few cuts on your face, and our feud will be settled once and for all. How about it?" The Li man seemed to have deep hatred towards the Jin man as he stepped closer and closer.

  A man with the surname Jin's face twitched, and the faint smile on his face gradually disappeared. His face turned solemn as he said, "Is that so? Brother Li might as well come over and try it out!" A golden large knife appeared in the man's hand, its blade a dark red color, as if it would drip with fresh blood. A fierce aura emanated from the knife.

  Lieteng crouched on the tree, seemingly becoming a part of it. His breathing was almost inaudible as he carefully listened to the conversation below, filled with murderous intent. Soon, the sound of clashing weapons rose from below, accompanied by intense crashing sounds. Lieteng slowly drew out his Qingse small bow, ready to launch a surprise attack at any moment. He realized that he quite enjoyed this feeling of secretly controlling the situation, and even found some pleasure in it.

  "Ah!!" The man with the surname Jin let out a miserable cry as he fell from mid-air. The black-robed man had a sinister smile on his face, and his dark sword was stained with Jin's fresh blood. He glared at Jin coldly and said, "Brother Jin, apart from sneak attacks, what else can you do? Should I slash your face a few times before killing you, or should I just crush you to pieces?"

  "Li Kui, don't be too happy too early. With your cultivation, it's probably very difficult to gather the numbers that have gone out. Let's take a look at what's behind!" The man with the surname Jin suddenly revealed a hint of a smile, coldly saying, but suddenly, his eyes revealed a hint of shock.

  "Is that so? Does Brother Jin really think I, Li Kui, am a three-year-old child?" The black-robed man raised the spiritual sword in his hand and stabbed it directly at the Danhai of the Jin surname man, actually wanting to break through his Danhai. The face of the Jin surname man changed, he stared at the back of the black-robed man, and a thread of anxiety and hope flashed across his eyes, he growled: "Save me!"

  "Hiss..." Li Kui's spiritual sword pierced into his dantian without any obstruction, and before the black-robed man could withdraw his sword, he suddenly heard several sonic booms. He quickly turned his head around, but it was already too late. He vaguely saw several dark auras entering his abdominal dantian from the dense foliage above, as a young man wearing a dark war armor emerged from the thick leaves.

  "No!!" Li Kui let out a furious low growl, feeling the rapid depletion of spiritual energy within his body. His face deathly pale, he stared fixedly at Lie Tong, who was walking away from him, as intense resentment flowed out from his eyes.

  "Haha, Brother Li, I didn't think we'd die together!" The face of the man with the surname Jin turned paler and paler as he gazed at Li Kui, who was kneeling on one knee, with a miserable smile. His pupils gradually dilated, while Li Kui's eyes widened in shock before slowly falling to the ground.

  Feeling the rapid loss of vitality in both lives, Lie Teng's god became more solemn. He secretly let out a sigh of relief, if he were one of them, he would probably die inexplicably too. It seems that this arena is even more cruel and has more powerful factions than imagined, to survive and get out alive, one must be extremely cautious!

  But the numbers they mentioned made Lie Tong have a bad premonition, what's with the outgoing number? Isn't it just one year to get out of here? Lie Tong was puzzled, after collecting the spoils of war from the two men, he hid his breath and flew quickly towards the front.

  In the following days, Lie Tong killed two more cultivators in this forest. From their mouths, he learned that there were only two arrays to leave the Beast Arena, one in each of the two main camps. If you want to get out, you must kill 100 disciples from one of the camps. In other words, if Lie Tong wants to get out, he must kill 100 cultivators!!

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