In the spectator stand, many people couldn't sit still, and got up one after another, intending to rush to Luo Xingchen tyrannical. They had just reached the edge of the ring, but they were shocked by a huge force and an unpredictable sound.
"You wait to retreat, don't forget the rules of the arena! Remember your identities! Retreat!"
These people were red eyes, pointing to Luo Xingchen's nose and began to curse: "Senior, we don't accept it! Why is he! He is a human race, and there is no balance between humans and demons. Why should we keep these prisoners and execute them on the spot?"
"He should have died long ago! Relying on physical strength, his simple mind, and his rants, he simply doesn't put the demons in his eyes!"
"Fifty games? He wants other people to play together, look down on people! It's just a fart! Why don't you send Jianlan, Leiba, Tianying, anybody can beat him into a dead dog! Let him too! Look, our Demon Race is not a Tianjiao who didn't take a shot!"
"Let him roll down! I will challenge him!"
"My forty-zhang sword is already hungry and thirsty!"
"Presumptuous! Get out..."
The demon old man spit out a word of motto, suppressing everyone, breathless, clenched his fist, fought hard, but to no avail.
Their hearts trembled wildly, full of puzzlement, and their eyes were full of anger, but they could only subdue.
In the end, everyone took their seats and returned to their original positions. There was no sound again, and the Tianzi No. 78 Arena became extremely silent again.
The old man of the Mozu, as the referee, scanned the people with sonorous words: "You are right. The Mozu is not afraid of challenges. Here is a letter from His Highness Qingfeng. This Luo Nanshan was introduced by him personally, like a fake bag. The demons who have been exchanged are loyal and have made great achievements.
Don't be prejudiced.
Which step he will take depends entirely on his strength, physical strength, is it not a kind of strength
Thunder Demon Race, isn't it just the all-in-one physical training
carry on! Fourth place..."
Jian Yao, Yang Gu, and Zi Ning were confused and had to treat them seriously.
Especially Jian Yao, who has been staring at Luo Xingchen with a cold gaze, swept his body, took a step slowly, and proudly said: "Luo Nanshan, I think you are enough, one trick is fresh, eat all over the sky? The remaining seven Lingyuan realms can play, right? Then I will be the last one on the finale.
I can challenge you, everyone present can challenge you, because you are the defender, and we are the defender!
You defend your position, we defend our dignity, my sword, prepared for you, when the time comes, we will fight for life and death! Don't stop dying, whoever admits defeat, just die! "
Luo Xingchen looked surprised, stared at Jian Yao, smiled lightly, still harmless to humans and animals: "Okay, I'm waiting for you, and my fist is also prepared for you!"
So, next, in the arena, a full six demon races were sent out to fight on wheels, but Luo Xingchen was forced to drop for ten times. He only used fists, fists, and fists!
From the beginning to the end, Luo Xingchen never showed his weapon, so everyone is sure that Luo Xingchen is a brash man, except for brute force, no other skills, this kind of person can understand martial arts
In their eyes, it is becoming less and less important to cultivate to the later stage. In the Ten Tribulation Realm, in the face of Thunder Tribulation, you can use the power of profound meaning to fight against it. The Domain Master Realm can destroy the heavens even through the law of the Holy Body. At that time, who was still relying on physical strength blindly
"It's my time, nightmare, it's over now."
Jian Yao shrugged, his head held high, arrogant.
Only because he, surnamed Sword, a descendant of the Sword Demon Clan, is uniquely endowed with the blood of Demon Sword, condensing six spiritual seals, all of which are Demon Swords.
Among his peers of the Sword Demon Clan, he is second only to Jianlan, and he never slackens in vying for power.
The Sword Demon Clan is divided into many surnames, of which the strongest is naturally the beginning of the name, which is the sword! Kendo is their belief, the sword in the hands of the Sword Demon Race, in the battlefield of the Holy Demon, I don't know how many dead souls of the Human Race Alliance have been slaughtered.
Some of their swords, stained blood, can flow into a river, and some can merge into a sea!
Jian Yao pierced Luo Xingchen’s eyes with a provocative gaze, before he drew his sword, he coldly shouted: "Trash! Where's your martial arts? Show it out for me? Your physical body is not comparable to the giants, the giants, right? All of them are born with supernatural powers, fighters from the mountains, they are also very humble and dare not to neglect.
As an enemy, I can admire the giants, but you have nothing worthy of admiration. Even if your body is as solid as a rock, comparable to the first emperor, in my eyes, you are still, just a waste! "
Luo Xingchen took out his ears again, glanced at Jian Yao coldly, his eyes were cold: "That's it? If you use all kinds of martial arts, even my fist can't be broken, doesn't it prove that my flesh is crushing what you call Swordsmanship? Say I'm a waste, yes, if you lose, you will kneel in front of me and announce you loudly, not even a waste!"
Jian Yao sneered and said: "I will lose to you? Ten consecutive victories, I have had hundreds of times, 20 consecutive victories, I also have dozens of times, 30 consecutive victories, 40 consecutive victories, I have not failed. Pass! Earth Element Realm, I am not afraid yet, I will fight higher ranks, martial arts and heavenly paths, will destroy the world, you, understand..."
Luo Xingchen was expressionless, and said indifferently: "I don't understand, I will know after fighting."
The sword was dazzling and sharp, and six huge blood-red swords, like blood, surrounded him, and he rolled up the turbulent killing aura, and the power to crush the soul came from the blood of the emperor!
Luo Xingchen, strolling in the courtyard, stretched out his hand, moved his fingers, smiled weirdly, a great battle is inevitable, everyone's hearts are extremely tight...
Jian Yao hadn't started the battle. First, his body was covered with a layer of armor fragments like tiles. These fragments merged into one.
Covering Jian Yao's body, even his cheeks were directly wrapped.
The pitch-black armor is like a piece of dragon scale.
Luo Xingchen sweated: "Uh... Are you trying to prove to me that your kendo is indestructible?"
Jian Yao said indifferently: "This is the seventh-order dragonscale armor. It is not a foul in the hell arena of the spirit abyss level. I do want to defeat you, but before that, I will also guard you! Defeat your rock The body is enough to prove that my strength is stronger than you!"
Luo Xingchen didn't care, still with a smile on his face.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-red wheel appeared in front of Jian Yao, lay in the air, revealing a fierce aura, like a bloody eye, condensing countless souls.
The runner spun, making a "buzzing" sound, as if the firepower was fully on, and a large amount of killing air was accumulated.
Luo Xingchen was calm on the surface, but in fact he was extremely curious, what magic weapon is this!
"This is the Blood Demon Wheel. No matter how strong you are, it will bounce back to you, but here, it also has limitations. If you can hit the power of the heavens and humans, you can crush it! Haha, you can Can it be done?"
Jian Yao was using a taunting tone again, intending to attack Luo Xingchen.
In the spectator stand, Zi Ning frowned, extremely shameless.
"Hmph, this Jian Yao, fifty steps with a hundred steps, he is obviously guilty, and he can pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring and play with these ghost ideas. He is a fool."
Zi Ning was very indifferent, and her tone was full of ridicule.
Yang Gu didn't take it seriously, and sneered: "He is making sure that there is nothing wrong. I think he is right. The warrior is not only strength, but also brain! The one who can laugh to the end may not be the strongest. The talent is different , If you die halfway, it will be meaningless."
As he said, Yang Gu squinted intentionally or unintentionally, and through Zi Ning's face, he seemed to show something.
Zi Ning's elder brother, that kind of almost perfect bloodline, Emperor Leizhong, even though he is still consummating in the Lingyuan realm, is because it suppresses the realm, given time, he will surely soar into the sky.
Yang Gu has something in his words, referring to Zi Ning in general, don't show off too much that having a brother is a peerless evildoer.
Zi Ning's eyes showed killing intent, staring at Yang Gu, as if blood drops could be squeezed out of her eyes...
On the ring, Jian Yao released his sword shadow totem. Although it is a six-fold spiritual seal, the six swords are all blood-stained, and each handle is engraved with different monsters. One of them is the bloody dragon. Hexagonal, the magic eye enters into reincarnation at a glance.
There are devil tigers, devil elephants, devil snakes, devil eagles, and devil whales, covering almost all birds and beasts, and snare the world!
It turns out that the Demon Clan is not as single as he imagined. The Sword Demon Clan's sword veins can also be unpredictable.
Jian Yao's aura is indeed commendable among his peers.
"Let you look at my sword again!"
Jian Yao continued to pretend to be high and deep, and then summoned a dark red energy ball, hovering in front of him, with a great momentum, and the whole ring seemed to tremble.
"Sword?" Luo Xingchen stared at this dark red energy ball. There was indeed a sword aura, shaking the vacuum, but is there a spherical sword
This is also called a sword
"Today, if you admit defeat, you will get out. If you don't admit defeat, I will maimed you."
Jian Yao has a hideous face, looks extremely vicious, and despises the human race, even if it is a human race that sincerely integrates into the demon race, he is as contemptuous!
"Come on, keep hitting me with your fist! Haha..."
Jian Yao was arrogant and domineering, constantly using words to provoke.
Luo Xingchen's body suddenly turned into a flash of lightning. When everyone was dazzled, he suddenly swept the Blood Demon Wheel at a strange speed, and slapped Jian Yao's face with a slap!
"Snapped!"
Jian Yao flew away and fell into the ring. This scene made everyone tremble!
"hiss!"
As if he had seen a ghost, Yang Gu said the changed voice: "This... Isn't he very slow?"
Zi Ning's face is like frost, and the skin is like fat, with a hint of shock.
"He... is pretending?"
Jian Yao stood up from the ground. Although he was protected by the dragon scale armor, it was not a major problem, but he was shocked all over his body, his face was blue, and he couldn't bear it!
It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not, what is important is that he was slapped by Luo Xingchen! For men, this is a great shame!
In the presence of so many people, he just boasted about going to Haikou just now, just like this, his heart was in chaos, anger and resentment, intertwined and entangled, making his pupils red as blood!
However, he was very surprised, what happened? What just happened? He didn't even see the traces of Luo Xingchen's movement. There was no sign. He claimed to be a foolproof defense, and was defeated
"Luonan Mountain—"
With a roar, shaking through all directions, Jian Yao trembled all over, and almost lost control of his emotions.
Behind the ring, the magistrate, the Demon Race powerhouse of the Ten Tribulation Realm, with his eyes like a copper bell, staring straight at the leisurely and contented Luo Xingchen, who is moving his muscles and bones, he also couldn't believe it.
"Jian Yao, be careful of his fists. Don't think that you have a treasure, you can be foolproof. The Blood Demon Wheel can't contain this speed. You must calm down, be united, take precautions, and be careful of his fists!"
Yang Gu, stood up, solemnly, gritted his teeth.
At this moment, he and Jian Yao were standing together. He really hated this damn human captive, a mere captive. Is it possible to break the orthodox pride of their demons
Jian Yao calmed down when he heard Yang Gu's words, and looked at Luo Xingchen, becoming very calm.
Luo Xingchen looked at him with a smile, but made Jian Yao's heart horrified.
"Come on, say it again, hit you? I have never seen such a mean person! Are you a masochist?"
After Jian Yao heard the sound, he was almost out of breath again, his face seemed to be swollen, it was really a "pop" sound, one after another...