Su Zhenglong was still completely baffled.
But he knew that the handsome man had to be from the Great Shang Dynasty, and that he could make Duan Chengshan afraid to interfere in his affairs.
Gripping the heavy guandao in his hand, Su Zhenglong bellowed, "Kill!"
"City Lord, save us..."
"City Lord, you can't just stand by and do nothing!"
"City Lord..."
Wails like ghosts crying and wolves howling swept across the entire arena, yet Duan Chengshan simply pretended not to see.
Su Xuefeng stared dumbstruck at the bloody scene, watching Sikong Jing and Su Zhenglong slaughter in all directions, his entire body turned ice-cold.
"Go, let's get home quickly." Su Xuefeng suddenly cried out.
He feared that once Su Zhenglong and Sikong Jing had finished killing the three great families, they would come for him next, so he hurriedly fled.
At last, the screams died away.
The core members of the three great families were almost all dead. Yet four people remained alive—the four young talents who had humiliated Su Yuexi on the stage. Sikong Jing tossed them onto the platform one by one.
Then he looked at Duan Chengshan again and said, "Yunye City's selection isn't over yet. Shouldn't it continue?"
Duan Chengshan rubbed the burning pain on his face. He dearly wished to destroy Sikong Jing, but he did not dare.
"The selection indeed must continue, but I need to draw up new rules." Duan Chengshan swallowed his anger. Not only did he not dare clash with Sikong Jing, he could only change the rules to make the selection fair.
Shaking his head, Sikong Jing said, "The rules remain the same, but I want to add one more... life and death are of no concern!"
The moment those words fell, Su Zhenglong and his wife, along with every