In the first battle, Luo Xingchen used the cheat sheet on his soft force to easily defeat the first opponent. It caused an uproar in the audience, and he was stunned for a long time before he gradually recovered and sat in his seat. On, long time no words.
The elder referee, a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes. At first, he was not interested in watching this battle. He was sure that Luo Xingchen would lose. What was unexpected was that Luo Xingchen's defeat was simple, and it seemed that it didn't take any effort.
With a solemn expression on his face, he couldn't help but concentrate, in the dark, carefully observing Luo Xingchen's next battle.
Zi Ning's cold face also showed an incredible look, Jian Yao, shocked, Yang Gu, his face more like frost, clenched his fists, especially cold!
"Unexpectedly, I underestimated him. I didn't even see how he exerted his strength just now. It's great! I really want to know where he can go in 50 games! Humph..."
Yang Gu put away the trace of his contempt, clasped his arms, and changed into an indifferent attitude.
Luo Xingchen's second opponent was the Sword Demon Race.
After experiencing the scene just now, this young man, with the six-fold magic sword spirit seal, stood up in all directions. The power of the magic sword increased his momentum. From the beginning, he planned to go all out.
The sword, with a move of mind, has already been out of its sheath!
"Human race, you scum, you are actually somewhat capable, it is worth my true strength!
Although I also don't know how you defeated him with one finger, I will not repeat the same mistakes! As a gatekeeper, it is my responsibility not to let you pass! "
Luo Xingchen drew his ears and didn't seem to listen to the other party. He paused, then moved his feet away, his tone indifferent: "Go ahead."
"boom-"
The youth of the sword demon clan stepped, and ripples of energy appeared under their feet. Every step, they stepped out of a violent trend, and the body was dazzling like a magic shadow.
At the Lingyuan realm, six layers of spiritual seals were condensed. This is one of the few in the spiritual realm. Luo Xingchen’s second opponent is such an evil!
The six magic sword totems, but instantly merged, turned into a sword, and overlapped with the sword in his hand again. His body seemed to be controlled by the sword, pulled over, and pierced Luo Xingchen's chest!
The sword aura condenses into a line, dazzling and murderous, this sword seems to be about to abolish Luo Xingchen!
Luo Xingchen stretched out, still indifferent, and then his body finally moved. It seemed that the movements were very slow, everyone could see clearly, but for some reason, the opponent's sword had not yet touched him, he Just a backhand attack, hit the opponent's face with a punch!
"Boom!"
Accompanied by this person facing up to the sky, like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily on the ring dozens of feet away. In the air, a few teeth also fell abruptly.
But the sword in his hand has long been unknown where it flew.
This scene is suffocating!
Countless people stared at Luo Xingchen dumbfounded, their hearts stunned and their scalp tingling.
They subconsciously searched for the guardian of the sword demon clan, and had twitched tremblingly on the ground, and their entire face became bloody, terrible, half-dead!
"Bang Dang..."
Originally, Jian Yao was watching the battle while drinking tea. The tea just touched his mouth, his fingers trembled, the cup slipped, and the porcelain product was broken all over the floor. The sound was very crisp, purple Ning, Yang Gu, many people could can hear.
"He... At the same speed as a tortoise, is that Sword Demon Clan stupid? It won't be able to attack like this! I rely on!"
Someone's mouth twitches, it's hard to understand!
Most people, with this idea, are confused and sweat in cold sweat.
"It doesn't seem to be important. His punch was too strong, and the fight ended with one punch! This guy—physical body is not as strong as usual..."
I don't know who sighed. Many people are sweating and thinking in empathy. They are almost all in the Lingyuan realm. If someone else gets this punch, what will happen
That might be like a nightmare!
Yang Gu was silent for a long time, and his eyes kept flickering. Finally, he felt as if he had suddenly opened up, and said in a deep voice: "I understand! The sword demon clan just now underestimated him and lost to his power.
This person, I think, should be born with supernatural power, so a finger can condense extremely powerful power!
No wonder he didn't have a weapon in his hand! He is proud of it, perhaps not a weapon at all! "
Zi Ning frowned, her mood was a little depressed, and she took a deep breath. She realized that it was herself that had gone through so much, and at this moment, she had become unstable.
Zi Ning, from the Thunder Demon Race, and the Thunder Demon Race, ranks second among the top ten demon races.
Except for the demons who rely on the totem of the demons, and the large number of people, to stabilize them, who does not respect the other demons
The Thunder Demon clan, which induces thunder to quench the body, is a dignified body repair. The Thunder Demon clan's physical strength, the strongest, can crush the high-level plane with one punch and destroy the vast mountains and rivers of the super-plane.
Zi Ning thought for a while, if her elder brother defeated the opponent with his fist, it should be easy, but at Luo Xingchen's speed, the opponent could not escape, it is really strange...
"Weird, this guy... there must be a secret."
Zi Ning sighed lightly, looked at Jian Yao, Jian Yao's face was cold, and full of concentration. He had previously boasted that Luo Xingchen had won, and he could swallow the imperial weapon.
In the first two games of fifty games, Luo Xingchen didn't seem to put much effort into it. Together, it only took less than a hundred breaths of time to successfully solve the opponent!
"Fifty games, is it possible?"
Jian Yao's face was green, talking to himself, in a daze.
His eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of haze.
Then, as he kept clenching his fists and condensing his will, the haze disappeared again, he regained his self-confidence, glanced at Luo Xingchen, and sneered: "Hehe... It's only the second game, what am I worried about? Even if you ten consecutive Victory, but never fulfilled your promise, fifty games, you need to defeat twenty outstanding mid-primary realms, dream..."
The third person is still the Sword Demon Race.
Facing Luo Xingchen, he felt a cold wind blowing on his face, and the chill was dreadful.
With a fierce look in his eyes and murderous aura, he drew out a primordial weapon of his own, a blood-colored sword!
"I'm not going to be stupid. Your speed is actually not fast. In front of me, you should be exposed. I will give you a chance to punch me and see if it works."
The corners of Xie Yi's mouth raised, and he had witnessed the previous two defeats with his own eyes. He was still strolling leisurely, full of confidence.
The Mozu has always been so proud, this kind of will is rooted in their bones, no matter how strong their opponents, they have always been fearless!
Luo Xingchen scratched his head, glanced casually at this sword demon clan, and questioned: "What did you say?"
"I said!" The second Sword Demon Clan gritted his teeth and couldn't bear it, describing his rage!
The sword, held in his hand, did not move obliquely, but the sword aura spread and penetrated into the ground. The ring was radiant.
Luo Xingchen shook his head and sighed, curled his lips, slowly moved towards him, and walked over, just like a normal walk, swaggering, looking stupid at a bunch of people.
"Uh, uh... This guy, won't be dazzled by the previous victory, is he crazy! He just walked over, he really thought that the body is strong, and he can ignore the power of sword intent? I see him, it will be there. That's it."
Behind Jian Yao, someone sighed leisurely and didn't want to look at it again.
Jian Yao's eyes were a little bit cruel, and he eagerly hoped that Luo Xingchen could be torn apart by his opponent with a sword, so that he wouldn't have to be afraid and be beaten again.
Luo Xingchen walked over slowly, and finally approached the other party.
He still didn't seem to intend to speed up, even at the feet of the emperor, in the face of danger.
"Admire, haha..." Yang Gu lost interest, lay on her back with her pillow arm, and tilted Erlang's legs again, waiting for Luo Xingchen to be smashed.
"Hmph..." Luo Xingchen's opponent smiled coldly, converging his smile, holding the sword's hand, suddenly lifted it, and became a slanted upward, red glow, endless bloody soul, the sword spirit in the first emperor's weapon. The eagle spread its wings and stretched out its sharp claws, as if it really wanted to break Luo Xingchen.
An eagle crowed, resounding everywhere, a red eagle, transformed into a sword shadow, and accompanied by a sharp sword, fell down.
Everyone seems to be looking forward to Luo Xingchen being beheaded! Luo Xingchen is a human captive, this matter has spread in three days, Luo Xingchen is dead, they will not feel distressed, Luo Xingchen is alive, they will also regard it as a shame to the Demon Race.
The red bright light wanted to split Luo Xingchen in half.
At this moment, Luo Xingchen stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword. The moment he waved his arm, the eagle disappeared, the shadow of the sword no longer existed, and the Primordial Artifact became commonplace.
Jian Feng, held by him, the opposite Sword Demon Race, stiff body, face waxed, almost petrified.
The power of the Early Emperor Tool was extraordinary, but Luo Xingchen held its blade in his palm, without any scars, even a single line did not appear!
"Impossible! Your physical body... is it made of iron? You are not a human! You are not a human! Ah!"
The young man from the Sword Demon Race yelled, lost his mind, his eyes were red, roared wildly, the hurricane struck four times, increased his power, and quickly swung down!
However, no matter how hard he struggles, nothing will help. Luo Xingchen's eyes are like lightning, and he wears a secretive aura to disperse sword aura, control the universe, and come at his fingertips.
He was completely stunned, as if he was unable to move by the fixation method.
And Luo Xingchen grinned, showing two rows of teeth: "Hehe, say yes, let me punch you!"
"Boom!"
This punch hit the opponent's chest. The opponent seemed to have no response. He was blasted out of the ring and flew thousands of feet. The bones shivered, the ribs broke, the blood surged in the mouth, the whole body trembled, the hatred was biting, and his eyes were eager to see through!
He also lost—
As the sword demon clan, one should be proficient in kendo, not to mention sweeping the world, at least facing the same realm, can guarantee worry-free.
His foundation is also solid, and he has been able to stand invincible against the crushing force of the earth arteries in the early days of the Earth Element Realm.
But he still couldn't stop Luo Xingchen's punch, he was beaten into a dog!
Is this fist a meat fist or a black iron
Countless people tilted their mouths, sweating unconsciously.
They are demons, arrogant by nature, rampant and domineering, in charge of life and death, slaughter opponents, and never show mercy.
However, they are also creatures, they are creatures, they have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have a moment of fear!
But seeing Jian Yao, frowned, clenched his fists, and lowered his voice: "Damn--this scum, this rat, what else would he do besides using brute force
What qualifications does he have to be a member of the Demon Race? Next, I really want to see whether his brute force will be useful in the face of a real master! "
Luo Xingchen shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Here, the arrangement is improper, I can't feel the slightest danger, even if I don't use the divine body. Forget it, there are still seven spirit abyss gatekeepers left, all together. Right! I need to go to the next level quickly and see if the Earth Element Realm can resist my physical strength!"
The words are not astonishing and endless, this sentence, like a shooting star, falling to the earth, tearing open the self-esteem in everyone's heart, suddenly, the group is angry, one by one, red eyes, the whole audience is murderous...