How strong were the Silent Realm cultivators in the prehistoric era? I'm afraid no one could tell. Liu Xun looked at Jian Wuming with a hint of fighting intent. If this was not a chaotic world, Jian Wuming would definitely be his strong enemy.
"In the second round, Liu Tian will fight against Dasna." Although Jian Wuming wanted to fight alone, that was the rule, so Jian Wuming could only step down helplessly.
"The second round, Liu Tian vs. Dasna." The old Chinese man on the ring said again, and the monks around him were suddenly surprised, because they all knew that Liu Xun left yesterday, and now they were worried whether Liu Xun could return.
In fact, Liu Xun was here, but he felt that this battle to become the king was meaningless, so he secretly swallowed up Mingte's reincarnation mark and luck. He hid in the dark and did not go out.
"In the second round, Liu Tian from China gave up." The old man on the stage could only sigh helplessly. After all, this was the rule of the crowning battle and he could not change it. Upon hearing this, the surrounding monks immediately showed a look of disappointment on their faces.
"In the third round, Yan Chong will face Dasna." As soon as the words fell, Yan Chong's eyes flickered, and a golden light suddenly covered the entire arena, and Dasna also walked onto the arena.
The current situation makes the foreigners extremely fearful. Jian Wuming is too strong. If he doesn't make a sound, he will be amazing! Dasna is also very afraid of the decisive battle just now. If she replaces Mingte, she will probably be beaten to ashes, right
But fortunately, she was not facing Jian Wuming. She glanced at Yan Chong. Although she knew that Yan Chong was also very strong, she was confident that she could kill him. After all, Yan Chong had always been giving his all. Of course, this was just her own feeling.
Liu Xun stood in the dark, looking at Yan Chong, thinking to himself: "Let the foreign lands see the inheritance of Wood Fuxi, and let the foreign lands and China see the strength of our Heavenly Court's main killer."
As if sensing Liu Xun's hidden intention, Yan Chong smiled, and a giant golden tree as big as a mountain suddenly appeared in the air, exuding an unparalleled fighting spirit.
Without any surprise, with just a simple shock, Dasna disappeared completely like Mingte, but when she disappeared, Liu Xun secretly swallowed her. He could not catch up with Jian Wuming's speed, but he could catch up with Yan Chong's speed.
"So strong!" No one knew what happened today, but Yan Chong and Jian Wuming were both unusually strong, which made the surrounding Chinese cultivators feel extremely excited. After all, this year was the most exciting year for China.
"The fourth round, Bei Ming Xiaotian versus Das." The old man on the ring was also excited and shouted loudly.
"Kill him in seconds! Show the power of China!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, the audience was boiling with excitement, but Liu Xun and Jian Wuming frowned secretly. Among the foreign land, only Das made him feel a little afraid. Bei Ming Xiaotian was probably not his opponent.
Seeing this, Das smiled and chose to ignore the noise of the crowd. He walked slowly to the stage. After the old man said start, a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in Das' eyes. It was naked murderous intent.
The moment Das's murderous intent appeared, the four sacred beasts symbolizing the four symbols, the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, and the Black Tortoise, suddenly appeared in the void. Seeing this, Liu Xun's face suddenly changed, and he was about to stop Das, but he was still a step too late.
Bei Ming Xiaotian's head and heart had been crushed by Das at this time. In Das's hands, he couldn't even show a trace of resistance, just like a baby.
The Chinese monks around were numb, dazed and completely silent, but there was not much surprise in Jian Wuming's eyes. It was obvious that he had expected this result.
Liu Xun narrowed his eyes at this time. Four Symbols! This is definitely the power of the Four Symbols, and it is the fourth word in his mind! How could Das possibly possess the power of the Four Symbols? You know, even if China wants to find the power of the Four Symbols, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven! Now the power of the Four Symbols has been obtained by a foreign cultivator. What is the difference between this and the throne being obtained by a foreign cultivator in the King's Battle
"Kill him! And then devour the power of the four symbols in his body! Then I can comprehend the fourth word at once!" A hint of murderous intent flashed in Liu Xun's eyes. Although he knew that even if he devoured Das, the fourth word would not be perfect, he had no choice. Now he needed strong combat power.
Das killed Bei Ming Xiaotian instantly, which instantly caused an inevitable shock to the surrounding Chinese cultivators. In the hearts of Chinese cultivators, Bei Ming Xiaotian was an existence that could be compared with Di Yi and Jian Wuming, but now... he was killed instantly by Das. Does that mean that Liu Xun and Jian Wuming will also be killed instantly by him
The previous incidents of Jian Wuming killing Mingte in seconds, and Yan Chong killing Dasna in seconds, were instantly overwhelmed by Das. Das was too strong. In the hearts of Chinese monks, Das seemed to be on a different level than them.
"Could it be possible that the thrones of the Four Heavenly Kings will really be obtained by cultivators from foreign lands?" Feelings of despair and helplessness instantly spread through the hearts of the Chinese cultivators.
"Huaxia? Your ancestors are indeed worthy of respect from all living beings, but now, you who are surrounded by the halo of Huaxia ancestors? You are just straw dogs!"
Das's eyes flickered as he stood calmly on the stage, looking down at the Chinese monks below like an emperor, with a hint of disdain appearing at the corner of his mouth.
As the words fell, not only did the surrounding Chinese cultivators gnashed their teeth and looked extremely ugly, but even Jian Wuming, Yan Chong, Di Yuan and others also had cold expressions, while Liu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, almost into a slit.
"May I ask, who in your China dares to fight with me now!" Das's golden hair fluttered, and his eyes looked straight at Jian Wuming, obviously provoking Jian Wuming, because he knew that according to the rules of the crowning battle, Jian Wuming could not play at this time.
Jian Wuming had a smile on his face and his eyes were as cold as ice. Without any warning, a huge black sword as big as a mountain appeared behind him. The sword was shaped like an ancient sword and emitted a heart-pounding black aura.
When the giant black sword appeared, Jian Wuming walked towards the arena. The current rules had no suppressive power at all for a person from the primitive times. It could be said that in the current world, except for Liu Xun and Di Yiling, who surprised Jian Wuming a little, Jian Wuming had never taken other people seriously.
Do whatever you want, I am invincible! These eight words deeply interpret Jian Wuming's character. Although it is unknown which inheritance Jian Wuming came from, Liu Xun can see that Jian Wuming will definitely become the supreme person in the future.
"Jian Wuming, stop! According to the rules of the crowning battle, you can't make a move now!" The old man on the stage saw Jian Wuming preparing to go on stage, and immediately shouted in a low voice.
But how could Jian Wuming be afraid of this? He simply ignored the old man's words and walked towards the ring step by step. Das was no longer as calm as before, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. (To be continued)