Luo Xingchen dragged his remnant body, and began to twist his waist unintentionally beside the ring, flex his muscles and bones, and do warm-up exercises.
After a hundred breaths, he glanced at the dumbfounded old man in the corner, frowning: "Where is the man? Bring me the party hand! I will continue to challenge, fifty consecutive victories! Seventy consecutive victories, ninety consecutive victories! One! Hundred consecutive victories! Hurry up!"
His eyes were full of anger, his vigor was like a rainbow, his eyes were like ice, it attracted here, and it was full of chill!
"Ah, there is a good show to watch..."
Ke Moyou smiled, holding his arms and sitting down again.
Tian Ying and Jian Lan were standing still, motionless, seemingly still in a daze.
"Brother... Are we still leaving?"
Zi Ning was very helpless, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the stiff Lei Ba, clutching the corners of his clothes.
Lei Ba grinned: "Unexpectedly! Very good! Don't worry, I'm idle, I'm just here, see what he can go, and whether he can break ours with physical strength alone. Record!"
After talking about Lei Ba, he sat down on the golden chair, picked up a cup of tea, and slowly savored it. The rugged man became Wen Zou Zou's appearance.
Zi Ning curled her lips, immediately with a curious look, her eyes fixed on Luo Xingchen, and she couldn't move away.
"This guy, what a monster!"
Many people teased, this bastard is too awesome! In the thirty battles, no artistic conception was used, only the power of the flesh was relied on.
Even the Thunder Demon Clan can't do it!
This guy is against the sky!
A moment later, when Luo Xingchen's opponent, a man with a slant hair, stepped onto the ring, a cool breeze rolled in the audience.
Lei Ba, Jian Lan and the others, their eyes widened, took a deep breath, their breathing stagnated.
"It turned out to be him! The organizers of the Hell Arena are showing off? One shot will cause death!" Lei Ba couldn't imagine that this was a person who was enough to make him jealous, a cold assassin, with a unique skill, Desperate Throwing Knife, I don't know how many bones it caused.
His sword was still fighting against the Son of the Human Race and was hit hard by the Great Annihilation. It is said that he possessed countless flying knives, blessed by talisman seals, and one sword was better than one sword.
Each of his throwing knives can condense the will of thunder, annihilate the mood, the ultimate flame, and the golden sum.
He has no name, only a title, called Mo Jie.
Most of the opponents who met him had fallen under his sword and became dead souls.
Demon Tribulation is the middle stage of the Earth Element Realm, with mediocre blood, and the speed of cultivation is not fast.
However, he has been immersed in the middle stage of the Earth Element Realm for nearly two hundred years. Even if he has nothing to do, he casually tempers his flesh. His flesh is as solid as a rock, invulnerable to the same realm, and almost invincible.
Although Lei Ba is the proud son of the Thunder Demon Clan, he has just entered the middle stage of the Earth Element Realm, and let him fight against the Demon Tribulation, and he is not sure that he can win.
As for Jianlan and the others, the same is true. The heavenly shadow, the bloodline of the shadow, the soul-slaughtering sword intent, which is the king of killers, are approaching completion, and they have no confidence. They can attack and kill the devil. The devil also enters the Dao with blood. The same, six senses are keen, can't hear the slightest movement, and are extremely vigilant.
All in all, they were dumbfounded when they saw Mo Jie's appearance, and it was incomprehensible at all. Maybe the Hell Arena did not intend to let Luo Xingchen go back alive.
It seemed that they still had a grudge against Luo Xingchen who was once a human race.
Mo Jie appeared on the stage, with a diagonal hair and eyes like ice cones. He came from the sword demon clan. The spirit seal of the sword was a six-handed flying knife with a sharp edge.
Luo Xingchen could also feel Mo Jie's strong killing intent without concealing himself.
He could perceive a trace of dangerous factors, this opponent, and the Thousand Hands Shura he had dealt with back then, was even better.
It seems that the Flying Knife Slaughter the Soul is not the patent of the multiple clan.
"My sword intent can destroy profound iron, slash the sky, smash the stars, and crush everything!
In the same realm, you can give it a try, and you can survive a few tricks. "
Mo Jie stared at Luo Xingchen, killing his mind.
He stretched out his left hand, in the palm of his hand, a round of two-edged flying knives hovered, rotating like the wind, light and shadow intertwined, killing intently.
In the major battlefields of the demons, killing is not forbidden.
If Luo Xingchen didn't admit defeat and couldn't fight, and the opponent beheaded him, there would be nothing wrong.
"Oh... I wanted to fight him again, and take the opportunity to win over. Now it seems that it's unnecessary. I'm also dreaming.
Jian Lan shook his head and sighed, almost determined that Luo Xingchen, faced with a powerful devil tribulation, would undoubtedly defeat the devil tribulation that had injured the heaven and human realm powerhouse!
"He is looking for death by himself. He thinks he can get the same kind of treatment as the Orthodox Demon. It is whimsical and idiotic. I have this preferential treatment, but I will not seek death on my own."
This is a sentence from Ke Moyou, Ke Moyou of the Nether tribe stands out among the hundreds of millions of peers in the Demon Abyss realm, and has always stayed here as an exchange student of the Nether tribe, and is as famous as Tianying.
Perhaps, here, their words have weight. Everyone may become the master of the demon clan in the future, and he is a child of the nether clan royal family, with pure blood, and the sky shadow is an excellent choice among the king of shadows. Disciple, Jian Lan is the imperial bloodline of the sword demon clan, with supreme aptitude, and Lei Ba is one of the best in the thunder demon clan. These people may enter the realm of the domain, condense the law of the sage, have the power of opening the mountain and crack the ground, and cut the position The potential of the face.
Heavenly Shadow, if the sacred body of the perfect law is achieved, it will become a dragon, and the blood of the great sage, as the master of the Bloodblade Demon Hall, will sweep the world and suppress the era!
The danger of the shadow bloodline, no one in the world would not be afraid of it.
Therefore, what each of them said is enough, and in this Demon Emperor, they still say the same.
Jian Lan has no hope, Ke Moyou, the same is true, Tianying has always been calm and calm, thinking hard, and has never expressed his opinion. Lei Ba put all his attention on Luo Xingchen, cursing: "Luo Nanshan, Luo. Nanshan, no matter how strong the physical body is, it will eventually be difficult to defeat the sharp blade. Against the devil, you are afraid that you are finished, I want to see, can your fist still move forward? Tsk tsk..."
The old man who was observing silently in that corner sighed softly, secretly regretting that this young man does not know what is good or bad. He has a bright future and does not pursue it, but he is limited to a small profit. One billion superb spiritual crystals, I am afraid that he is not comparable to hell. An invitation letter from the arena.
You know, the Hell Arena is a very representative special hall of the demons. It is like an academy. It cultivates the spirit of the demons and the fighting experience, and helps them improve their strength. In more than 20 super planes, even thousands Tens of thousands of high-level planes all have sub-temples.
The hell arena, in the status of the demons, is one word and the right to speak.
Luo Xingchen rejected the hell arena, naturally pulling hatred, which is tantamount to being rebellious, rejecting a good thing...
Regarding these prejudices and doubts, Luo Xingchen turned the corner of his mouth and turned a deaf ear. He looked at his opponent Mo Jie, knowing it well, I was afraid that he had encountered a nemesis.
Last time, he was almost killed by Thousand-handed Shura's throwing knife. The reason why he was able to win in the end was because of the many heads, and he just had the countermeasures. If it weren't for the Shura sword formation, the five-headed ten-arms, the peerless Shura's method, it happened Suppressing the body, soul, and blood of many heads, he is already dead.
Flying knives are the ultimate martial arts in this world of its own. The person who controls knives needs to achieve the perfect integration of will and flying knives. This is not something that anyone can do.
Therefore, even with three heads and six arms, many families may not be able to control the flying knives perfectly.
And the speed of the flying knife attack, in an instant, the broken dimension, of course, is faster than the speed of the body moving.
Even if Luo Xingchen has the way of flowing light, he still can't guarantee that he can avoid these flying knives, the same realm, there is no guarantee, not to mention, nowadays, the gap is so big.
After looking forward and looking forward, Luo Xingchen's brows couldn't help but wrinkled slightly, and his expression became a little dignified.
It seems that the tactics are finally about to be changed, and if you use brute force, I'm afraid it won't be possible.
Gentle force spectrum, there are shortcomings, the speed of the flying knife is so fast, it is impossible to unload the force, he can still use it for defense now, only the star field, as for the star field, can you block it, and you have to test it yourself. See the resolution.
"Shuang'er, when I understand the flawless realm, I can go one step further. I have already touched the threshold now. You wait for me to go back. I really won't break my promise anymore. You may be allowed a hundred years, even if the world collapses. , I just need to be with you and wait for me..."
Luo Xingchen silently swore an oath in his heart, for the one he loves, the road ahead is impassable, killing the heavens and the earth, endlessly dying!
The drum of war had already rang in his ears. In the next instant, Mo Jie's eyes were cold and his mind was united. The two-edged flying knives in the palm of his hand flew out like a bolt of lightning, which penetrated Luo Xingchen's shoulders and pierced them directly. His shoulder bone leaped over!
"Whoo!"
Afterwards, this flying knife turned back again, Luo Xingchen quickly dodged, like a flowing shadow, at this speed, Jian Lan's eyes trembled, as the evil spirit of the sword demon clan who scorned the world, facing Luo Xingchen, he was actually So ashamed, I sigh inferior!
Luo Xingchen's dodge speed was fast enough, but the two-edged flying knives of Demon Tribulation were preemptive and faster!
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xingchen's other shoulders were also pierced, and a bloody arrow gushed out, blood spilling all over the ground!
His body staggered, almost falling down, half-kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Sure enough, can't you match it..."
Zi Ning's expectation value for Luo Xingchen, so far, his expression was indifferent, and he smiled slightly. As expected, the human race, on the whole, was no better than the demons.
Brute force? Going forward, this absurdity should indeed be over. The Devil Tribulation has just taken action, and everyone can already foresee that Luo Xingchen is dead.
"The strength of the physical body is too cumbersome, and my throwing knife is invincible and indestructible. You accept your fate!"
Mo Jie’s left hand two-edged flying knife was still spinning like a full moon, with light shining, and his other hand also summoned a two-edged flying knife. In the Shenhai, two two-edged flying knives flew out again. There are already four throwing knives, which set off a violent hurricane, and this momentum alone is suffocating.
"Ahem..." Lei Ba opened his eyes violently, with a shocked expression on his face. The Devil Tribulation was decisive, and he just took the shot and left no room for it!
This is clearly not to let Luo Xingchen continue to be rampant, and to keep his life here.
Tian Ying, Ke Moyou, Jian Lan, Zi Ning, all these people were expressionless and didn't care about Luo Xingchen's life or death.
There are too many evildoers of the demon clan, not to mention that Luo Xingchen is not the orthodox demon clan, he died, he also died, the road to the strong is just decayed.
The breeze in the air was so cold. Luo Xingchen closed his eyes and felt the killing intent from these four two-edged flying knives. One was hot, one contained thunder, the other was indestructible, the gold was solemn, and the other was annihilated. Everything becomes ashes
He grinned, opened his eyes, and glanced at Mo Jie, humans and animals are harmless...