Commanding Wind and Cloud

True saint-level powerhouses also have strengths and weaknesses. Gan Zhanxuan is still a strong one among the true saint-level powerhouses. He has sufficient confidence to win the battle without breaking the battle seal.

more important! Each of Gan Zhanxuan's fighting marks is extremely powerful, and breaking the fighting marks is likely to hurt his body. Although the recovery ability of the Elf King's blood is good, it still cannot be fully recovered in a short time.

At the height of Qian Zhanxuan, it would be better if he could not be injured or not, and no one knew what would happen if he was injured.

The Anbu of the Demon Race, that is the strongest who likes to take risks and assassinate the injured.

"Gan Zhanxuan is waiting, waiting for the moment when his fighting spirit is exhausted." Pan Hongji put his hands on his chest to see through Gan Zhanxuan's fighting style at a glance: "Today's battle is really interesting. Gan Zhanxuan's most proud domineering has never been released. It can be said that from the beginning, his energy only allowed Gan Zhanxuan to exert 80% of his strength."

The Explosive Bear Bloodline family nodded again and again, that's right! If Gan Zhanxuan fully exerts the domineering aura of the Baquan, the might can definitely resist the drive of the Explosive Fighting Technique!

"I said Big Bear, don't just nod." Pan Hongji looked aside with a smile: "It's a very capable thing to make Gan Zhanxuan only display 80% of his combat strength. If you fight Gan Zhanxuan, it is absolutely impossible to let him only exert 80% of his combat strength. But he can beat you and let you only display 80% of your strength. Do you believe it or not?"

The face of the Patriarch of the Explosive Bear Bloodline sank helplessly. Did the Snake Emperor want to tell His Majesty the emperor that the ordinary warrior in the arena can now win against him, the Patriarch of the Explosive Bear Bloodline?

Baolong Zhence nodded thoughtfully, how powerful is his energy?

Press and beat! Press and beat! Press and beat!

In just ten seconds, Gan Zhanxuan was suppressed and beaten for more than ten seconds for an unprecedented time, and the time was still rising. His face was solemn and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He stepped back firmly and steadily without showing panic, and people couldn't see what he was thinking.

The energetic split-gold combo has been fully activated, and the fighting seals exploded twice in a row. The power that blooms in the violent soul domain is more violent and violent than ever before. The knife locks on the vital points of Gan Zhanxuan's body.

Eleven seconds... fifteen seconds... twenty seconds...

For a full twenty seconds, the energy was like a machine that would never get tired, and the air slash brought by the Fenjinlianslash was really like a thousand arrows, one slash after another!

The onlookers were already stunned, twenty seconds... a full twenty seconds! Even if Gan Zhanxuan didn't shatter the seal, the time of being pressed and beaten for twenty seconds is too long, right?

Twenty-one seconds... twenty-three seconds...

Qian Zhanxuan's patience was exhausted bit by bit, and the Thousand Laws Returning to One between the brows was fully formed again at this moment, which was more than twice as strong as the flashing light last time.

A thousand methods are unified! One thousand kinds of magic, two thousand kinds of magic are all one thousand methods!

Qian Zhanxuan condensed two thousand different kinds of magic this time, and condensed them all together. It seemed that a world-destroying dragon would emerge from his golden pupils at any time.

"Thousands of methods into one! Exterminate demons with a hundred punches!"

With a roar in Gan Zhanxuan's chest, he finally blew the horn of counterattack. Countless douqi in the sky formed huge fists, and fell from all directions again. The highly condensed magical power covered his arms again, giving him an extremely powerful combat power.

"Shengfeng Warhammer! Invincible! Get down!"

again! Dozens of identical human figures separated out of Gan Jin's body, all of them wielding the Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers and Five Hammers in one, directly blasting and killing the surrounding Miemo Hundred Fists with force.

Hammer! The Qijin Fenjin Slash turned into the Eighteen Hammers of Shengfeng again, and confronted Qian Zhanxuan head-on, and Qian Zhanxuan's body flew back again.

At this moment, an image composed of thousands of vigorous troops appeared in front of Qian Zhanxuan, and the five hammers of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers fell from the sky again.

This is? Qian Zhanxuan hadn't had time to fully regain his energy when Shengfeng's Eighteenth Hammer had already landed on his head.

Boom! Qianjun's battle body exploded, Gan Zhanxuan's body that had not stopped retreating flew back again, and the second Qianjun's battle body was attached to it again like a shadow.

Again? Pan Hongji's body trembled. There were at least twelve more vigorous warriors on the battlefield. Each of these things could be combined into one with five hammers? Gan Zhanxuan really had a lot of fun today!

Hammer! Hammer! hammer...

Gan Zhanxuan didn't have any time to recover. One of the Qianjun battle bodies exploded, and the other's eighteen hammers had already arrived. People only saw the head of the elf king bloodline of the Gan family, who was beaten by hammer after hammer, and flew away.

The moment the twelfth thousand-army battle body was broken, Gan Zhanxuan finally felt a little relieved. Although he did not know this kind of fighting skill, he also knew that this kind of fighting skill was definitely a special fighting skill that consumed a lot of fighting energy. It was very powerful, and at the same time, his body was also suffering huge wear and tear. He should not be able to use stronger moves...

"Slash the sea!"

The vigorous body appeared in front of Gan Zhanxuan, and the fierce people around him quickly retreated to the sides in an instant. The vigorous man and the sword in his arm were completely integrated, and the air waves let go to both sides like the sea, revealing the island Gan Zhanxuan hidden in the sea of ​​​​qi waves.

This is? Gan Zhanxuan frowned, the ultimate killing skill of the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline family! Cut the sea! Break through all armor with one blow! Kill all demons with one sword!

One hundred dharmas! Unlimited gravity!

The gravitational field in front of Gan Zhanxuan changed rapidly, and he couldn't understand why he used a hundred times the gravitational field, but he still couldn't restrict his actions on a large scale? This kid seems to be very used to moving in high gravity!

This habit is usually only possessed by warriors of the blood of the Elf King. Why? There are countless doubts in Gan Zhanxuan's heart, and it is only when he really fights with Qian Jin that he realizes how strange this newly promoted young man is.

One minute... It's not a long time, but it's short... It's hard for people to calculate how many lives a strong man like Gan Zhanxuan can harvest in one minute.

Fifty-nine seconds... sixty seconds!

time up!

Endless smoke and dust surrounded the arena, and almost everyone could not see the situation in the smoke and dust, and people could only hear the heavy and labored panting.

The magicians waved their hands to blow away the smoke and dust. Gan Jin put his hands on his knees, bent over and raised his head to look at Gan Zhanxuan, whose clothes were shattered and turned into a beggar's outfit not far away, gasping for breath.

Gan Zhanxuan stood on the edge of the ruined field, staring blankly at the drive that was so tired and injured that he might fall to the ground at any time.

This minute... Qian Zhanxuan didn't gain the upper hand at all, and was suppressed and beaten for a whole minute.

What kind of stamina is this? Gan Zhanxuan stared at the drive, and the thunder-submarining fighting skill made people have to be careful every time. He was able to release the fighting spirit with a strong overload for a minute.

Quite a few people looked at Gan Jin's tired look, and then at Gan Zhanxuan standing proudly, and applauded one after another.

"It's still the strong ones of the older generation."

"Yes, you see the young man is exhausted."

Gan Zhanxuan frowned slightly listening to the words in the audience. This time he was really careless. If the two sides of the human-devil battlefield were completely hostile, he would be able to kill his energy if he persisted for a minute or two.

But, it happened to be just a arena, and the calculation of energy was very well calculated.

In the eyes of outsiders who don't know how to do it, Gan Zhanxuan has won.

But Pan Hongji knew very well that Gan Zhanxuan didn't win this time, and he didn't even make much money. He was beaten by his energy for a whole minute.

If this matter spreads... the reputation of Qi Jin will surely increase again.

There is also a gap in strength between the true saints. A warrior who has just entered the true saint's drive actually suppressed Gan Zhanxuan for a minute.

One minute! This minute of energy has gotten too many things! In this minute, Gan Jin has learned too many things!

Gan Zhanxuan couldn't understand that such a self-mutilation-like battle with such enthusiasm would not do him any good. If the damage to the warrior exceeds expectations, it is easy to stop improving his strength in this life. Why is he fighting so desperately?

"Hehe...hehe..." Gan Jin felt the blood beads mixed with sweat on his cheeks, slipped from his chin and hit the ground, his body undulated slightly because of laughing.

Got through... got through!

The bottleneck that had been stagnant these days was completely broken through in just a moment!

One minute of fighting, one minute of desperation, I feel that I have learned too much, and the feeling of understanding cannot be described in words.

"I can become stronger..." Gan Jin barely stood up straight with his hands on his thighs, looked at Gan Zhanxuan: "Next time, I won't just press you down and hit you."

"Next time?" Gan Zhanxuan responded coldly: "Next time, I will kill you right from the start."

With a smile, Qian Jin stretched out his hand and dragged the metal throne out from the Doujie again, then slammed it heavily into the ruins, the choking smoke surrounded the metal throne, giving people an indescribable deterrent.

Motivation slowly entered the throne again, with both hands resting on the armrests of the throne, the body leaning against the metal throne chair, and the right leg resting on the left leg, slowly looking at all the fighters participating in the rookie king around: "I will sit on the throne, waiting for you to challenge."

The same words, but give people a different momentum!

Sitting on the metal throne with blood-soaked vigor all over his body, he looked like a tired demon king who had slaughtered tens of thousands of brave men.

With bloody enthusiasm, he quietly said something. Everyone looked at him, and none of them felt that the words were weak because of his injury.

on the contrary! Almost all the participating fighters couldn't help but feel an urge to agree with these words.

This person is the current rookie king! Only by defeating him, and only by defeating him, can we win this year's rookie king.

In the past, the previous rookie kings were full of speculation. Guess who will become the rookie king?

now! The opening match of the Rookie King has just started, and everyone is no longer guessing who will become a strong contender for the Rookie King like in the past, but guessing who is qualified to challenge the enthusiasm!

That's right! The energetic performance is really eye-catching! It took a full minute to fight against Gan Zhanxuan, and beat this fighter who is one of the strongest fighters today, for a full minute.

This kind of strength...such courage...I am afraid that no one in the entire rookie king competition can reach half of his level.

Pan Hongji nodded frequently. Gan Zhanxuan really acted as a stepping stone for his enthusiasm this time, and neither side won the battle with him for a minute.

In the previous rookie king competitions, even if the rookie king in the closed-eyed battle entered the true sage, there was no rookie fighter who could fight as hard as he did.

Originally, Jin Jin dragged that chair into the arena and defeated Gan Wushuang with one palm, which had already created a powerful momentum.

Now, the aura given by Gan Zhanxuan after fighting vigorously is not strong, but invincible! In the rookie king contest, the truly sweeping invincible! Even if all the contestants use the ring together, it gives people an invincible feeling that cannot be beaten.

The trend has come!

Sitting vigorously on the metal throne, his casual and almost lazy posture shows an irresistible general trend, which makes people feel that this person is the rookie king at a glance!

Unless the power of the ultimate bloodline is awakened, unless the power of the ultimate bloodline is awakened! The same thought flashed in everyone's minds, this year's rookie king competition, unless one of the bloodlines has reached the awakening of the ultimate power, otherwise no one can beat the enthusiasm!

In the next moment, everyone turned their attention to the fighters of the three ultimate bloodline forces.

Gan Zhanxuan changed into clean clothes, and with his hands behind his back, he slowly came to the ashen-faced Gan Wuxingchen, with a caring and loving smile from his elders. He finally knew what Gan Wushuang was doing these days.

The loss of the nine holy artifacts to motivation, not to pursue it, is not a show of generosity, but... pressure!

If he wants to win among the three ultimate bloodlines, Qian Wuxing needs more pressure! Motivation, a person who likes to use the holy vessel to become holy, then give him the holy vessel! Let him become holy with the holy vessel! To make him stronger, it is best to be able to threaten the genius warriors of the Elf King's bloodline family. Only under such pressure can he have the opportunity to erupt with the strongest strength and defeat the other two ultimate awakened bloodline warriors.

As for motivation? Gan Zhanxuan smiled lightly, his rise can only be a stepping stone for Qian Wuxing to become the supreme powerhouse, although he lost the upper hand in the battle, but if the battle seal is broken, it may not be possible to lose the upper hand.

Why not grab it? This kind of suppression is likely to turn into motivation in Qianwuxingchen! For the sake of the rise of the younger generation of the family, so what if he was suppressed and beaten once?

"Patriarch, I will definitely win the battle! Definitely!"

Gan Zhanxuan smiled and patted Gan Wuxingchen who gritted his teeth and said these words: "Fight hard."

"I will!"

Qian Zhanxuan looked around at the arena that was destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, and smiled again. Although he was aggrieved by being crushed and beaten, he had to admit that this was the happiest battle in recent years.

"Then I declare!" Baolong Zhence cleared his throat and said loudly: "The two sides were tied just now!"

There was another burst of riots in the auditorium, a tie! Really a tie! Motivation has really squeezed into the ranks of today's real super first-line powerhouses!

The Patriarchs of several major bloodlines on the rostrum applauded lightly with gloomy faces. Just now they weighed it in their hearts, which really made them feel frustrated. The confidence of winning the battle against Momentum is even less than 50%! What's the matter? A dignified top-level bloodline fighter can't beat such a young ordinary fighter.

Slowly retracting the metal throne vigorously, the life and death star seal in the body has repaired more than half of the damaged body, stood up and bowed to the surrounding audience, and his eyes finally fell on Qian Cheng's body again.

This battle is for myself and for my father!

Gancheng's eyes were already filled with tears, he kept nodding his head, and kept saying, "Okay, good! Good! You are indeed my son of Gancheng!"

"You're finally down..." Mu Na Zhen Ce sat back on the contestant's resting chair with sweat on his face, even more exhausted than his energy, grabbing the teapot and swallowing the tea repeatedly, without the slightest demeanor in the past.

If there were not enough magic circles in the arena, if there were not two masters helping out at the same time, if there were not enough magic crystals hoarded here, I am afraid that few of the 200,000 people here would survive.

Mo Jin smiled and closed his eyes, recalling the fierce battle just a minute ago in his mind.

Digestion, motivation needs more time to digest that short one-minute fierce battle.

Leaving the arena vigorously, what they took away was only a victory and a shock, and at the same time took away most of the audience's interest in the Rookie King Competition, as well as all the... rings in the arena!

That's right! In the deadly battle between Qian Jin and Gan Zhanxuan, the power of the aftermath shattered the originally very strong arena, and now there is no usable arena at all.

Draw the ground as a ring...

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the rookie king belt competition, the organizers hastily drew the size and shape of the arenas in the ruins, so that these fighters who should have competed in the glory arena can only fight in the ruins.

If it is considered a wonderful battle in the previous rookie kings, it is somewhat boring for everyone to watch at this time. The opening match really left a deep impression on people, and the other fighters gave people the smell of children making a fuss.

Although they fought extremely seriously, extremely fiercely, and also spattered with blood, it was always difficult for people to raise their emotions to the highest apex position.

It's a wonderful battle, but it makes people feel dozed off.

In the past, every fighter who defeated his opponent would receive praise like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Today, every fighter who wins the opponent can only get sporadic applause.

This atmosphere filled every winning fighter with a sense of frustration, as if he had not won, but lost...

"The next game! The Hydra bloodline warrior Duan Fengbuer will face the God of War bloodline warrior Jiuyang Style!"

The amplifying magic reverberated over the arena, and the people who were already yawning finally got some interest, blood warriors fighting blood warriors!

And it is also the blood of God of War where Hydra among the top ten bloodline fighters battles against the three ultimate bloodline fighters!

Most importantly, there is no second wind!

Few people do not know this name in Shendu City, or in the entire Zhence Dynasty.

A motivated friend, a true saint-level Hydra bloodline fighter, praised by countless people as the number one young Hydra bloodline fighter, and one of the most favorable contenders for the rookie king.

Even though Kung Fu fought a brilliant battle with Gan Zhanxuan, Duan Feng Bu Er is still one of the members most qualified to challenge Kin Kin in the hearts of everyone.

Jiuyang Fengcai frowned and stood in the ring like ruins. He really hated the aura emanating from the audience, which gave people a look of contempt, contempt, and impatience.

The majestic fighter of the blood of the god of war was not paid so much attention because of the battle of an ordinary soldier! Before entering the arena, Jiuyang Fengcai never thought of it.

Just an ordinary soldier! Jiuyang Fengcai's eyes were full of displeasure, and it was even more displeased to see Duan Fengbuer who entered the ring circle.

brush!

Without saying a word, Duanfeng grabbed a saber from Dou Jie directly, it was the most common and common saber, not even a weapon that could be considered as a fighting soldier, and quietly looked at Jiuyang's demeanor.

This is? Jiuyang Fengcai was stunned when he saw the sword, what does it mean? You want to fight with me?

"What do you want to do?" Jiuyang looked coldly at the saber in Duanfengbu's hand: "You want to kill me?"

Duanfengbuer just stared at the saber in his hand, quietly waiting for the battle to come.

Jiuyang Fengcai frowned again, pretending to be cold? In order to be remembered in the Rookie King Contest, many people now follow different schools, some are cruel and some are passionate. This Hydra blood wants to go cold? What a child who has never been on the battlefield of humans and demons! Thought I'd be intimidated by you?

Jiuyang Fengcai raised her chin slightly, I am a warrior of the God of War blood family, you can defeat me, but you absolutely dare not kill me!

"The battle...begins!"

Following the order from the referee sent by the Warrior Union, the blood power in Jiuyang Fengcai's body was immediately activated.

Duanfeng Buer looked down at the knife in his hand, and said lightly: "Do you know Abandoned Jiuyang?"

Jiuyang Fengcai, who had activated the power of the God of War's bloodline, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, why did he chat with me instead of fighting in the arena?

"Jiuyang is your fault, right?" Duanfeng Buer still didn't raise his head, but his voice had already reached everyone's ears through loudspeaker magic.

"It's not me!" Jiuyang Fengcai sounded his chest violently. It is absolutely impossible to admit it at this point in time. There are 200,000 people here who will testify.

"Yeah?"

Duan Fengbuer's voice was still floating in the air. The saber he was not used to using had landed on Jiuyang Fengcai's right shoulder for the first time. The saber wrapped in tyrannical fighting spirit was not hindered by anything, and directly chopped off his right arm.

This is? Looking at the flying arm on his right shoulder and the scarlet blood erupting in the sky, Jiuyang Fengcai was shocked like a tsunami in his mind. This Hydra blood warrior dared to kill people!

pain! After the shock, Jiuyang Fengcai felt the pain of a severed arm, Duanfengbuer's cutting speed was too fast! As soon as the person's arm fell, he couldn't feel the pain for the first time.

The members of the God of War blood family under the ring were collectively taken aback, what is this? Is this kid crazy? Although it is true that people were killed in the rookie king contest, Duanfengbuer obviously didn't go for the ring, this time he obviously wanted to kill someone! Going to kill people!

With the strength of the real saint level, it is not difficult to defeat Jiuyang Fengcai, which is not much different from crushing an ant.

Jiuyang Fengcai stepped onto the ring, more to defend the glory of the God of War family, waiting to be defeated at any time.

Was cut off the arm? This is something no one thought of!

Under the attention of 200,000 people, and with the huge gap in strength between the two sides, the person who could easily control the outcome of the battle actually cut off his arm. This is no different from slapping the God of War family in front of everyone!

"Break the Wind!"

On the rostrum, angry roars shook the entire venue. That was the current Patriarch of the God of War bloodline family, Nine Suns Lingyun!

Duanfeng didn't even look at the furious Jiuyang Lingyun on the ring, and the sword in his hand cut off Jiuyang's elegant left arm again, directly beheading his men into cripples.

He is going to kill me! He is really going to kill me!

Jiuyang Fengcai looked at Duanfengbuer's cold eyes, and finally understood that this person really wanted to kill himself, and he would not stop because of Patriarch's roar.

"I think……"

"Want to admit defeat?" Duan Fengbuer's palm clasped Jiuyang Fengcai's throat, and the sharp nails pierced into his skin little by little, and the black liquid visible to the naked eye was transferred from the nails to Jiuyang Fengcai's skin and muscles.

"You ask me to take a look." Duanfeng Buer let go of Jiuyang Fengcai's throat, slowly stepped back two steps, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Jiuyang Fengcai who opened his mouth with a smile but couldn't make a sound.

Jiuyang Fengcai desperately grew his mouth, the mouth that usually can tell the dead to life can't make any sound, that tongue, which is more sensitive than anyone else, is like a wooden stick at this moment, standing there motionless, and can't even feel any feeling in it.

Numb!

Jiuyang Fengcai found that her tongue was completely numb! Poisoned? Hydra blood poison? The pupils of Nine-Headed Grace shot out fear again. No one's poison in this world is more terrifying than the poison of Hydra's blood!

"Poison? You think too highly of yourself." Duanfeng Buer smiled cruelly: "Do you want to be poisoned to death comfortably? Dreaming? I used anesthesia! And only for your tongue, your body will still feel severe pain."

For the third time, the ordinary saber shone brilliantly in Duan Feng Bu Er's hands, cutting off Jiu Yang Feng Cai's right leg that was turning around and trying to escape, and the whole thigh fell to the ground with glaring blood.

Immediately, Jiuyang Fengcai also fell to the ground, his only left leg tried hard to prop up the ground and run backwards, as long as he escaped from the circle of the ring, he could survive! As long as he can survive, his brain can create a more vicious plan to kill this humble warrior who dares to hurt his body!

One sword... ten swords... a hundred swords...

The pieces of meat on Jiuyang Fengcai's body were sliced ​​off piece by piece by the sword, and the organs under the bones could be seen very clearly, but his life was not lost immediately.

sinister! cruel! fierce!

The audience, who had already been drowsy, became refreshed at this moment.

It was not excitement because of this cruel scene, but surprise and fear because of this cruel scene.

It's not that there were no dead people in the rookie king competition, but such unilateral and pure abuse like today has never happened.

Where is this fight? This is simply torture!

"Duanfengbuer, you are looking for death!" Jiuyang Fengxing roared miserably and rushed out of the crowd, the blood of God of War was instantly activated, and he rushed to the ring with big strides.

"Where do you want to go?"

Boom!

Accompanied by the sound of high-level questioning, Qi Jin descended from the sky sitting on the metal throne, blocking Jiuyang Fengxing's way forward, and the fighting spirit of one body and three sages looked down at Jiuyang Fengxing with a murderous look behind the throne: "You and Jiuyang Fengcai plan to abandon Jiuyang, so that his entire team can be wiped out. Then, why can't you just kill your brother like this?"

"Motivation, get out of the way!" Jiuyang Fengxing stared at the motivation that hadn't wiped off the blood on his body, and couldn't take another half step forward for a while: "It's none of your business here."

Aura! There is a strong aura in Qian Jin, like the gate of a reservoir dam, no one can shake it.

"The best thing is my business." Looking at Jiuyang Fengxing with enthusiasm and quietness: "You can try."

"Qi Jin, Qi Jiuyang is a member of our Jiuyang family." Jiuyang Fenghua slowly walked out of the crowd, looking at Qian Jin with a sincere expression: "If Qi Jiuyang's death is really related to the two brothers Jiuyang Fengxingfengcai, I will give you a fair explanation. The Jiuyang family will never raise traitors!"

Jiuyang Fengxing's body shivered out of thin air. According to the family rules of the Jiuyang family, traitors will be executed by Ling Chi! That matter should be handled very cleanly, it is impossible for anyone to know! Is there really something wrong with this Nine Suns Fenghua?

As soon as Jiuyang Fenghua appeared, all the warriors of the God of War bloodline behind her were dispatched, and for a while, relying on the superiority in numbers, they formed an aura that could counter their drive.

"What? Do you want more people to bully less people?" Isacel appeared behind Qian Jin, followed by pseudo-dragon blood warriors.

Fentu Kuangge stood silently behind Qian Jin, without the slightest reservation of the strength of the two saints in one body, which once again attracted the attention of countless people.

Mu Na Zhen Ce sighed, and stood behind Qian Jin.

The young fighters of the Hydra blood family also stood behind Qian Jin before everyone could react.

"The traitors of the Jiuyang family will deal with it themselves, and it is not up to you to deal with it." Gan Wuxingchen led the people and joined the Jiuyang Fenghua's camp together.

Lei Longli looked left and right, sighed, led the people to stand behind Gan Jin, and shrugged his shoulders facing Jiuyang Fenghua's suspicious gaze: "I'm sorry, I want to support Qi Jin in this matter. However, I will never forget the glory of the ultimate bloodline. I will still complete the matter of defeating Qi Jin."

gang fight?

The 200,000 spectators suddenly discovered that the situation outside the arena was far more exciting than the slaughter inside the arena. The younger generation in this arena all chose the side of this incident. If they were not careful, the two sides would immediately fight and no longer care about the meaning of the rookie king contest.

The anger in Jiuyang Fengcai's eyes had already been replaced by fear, and he had never seen such a ferocious demon on the battlefield of humans and demons!

"Now, you can die." Duanfengbu pierced Jiuyang Fengcai's heart with his saber in his second hand, and the saber dripping with blood pointed at Jiuyang Fengxing in the crowd: "The next one is you, as long as you dare to go to the ring, I will dare to kill you!"

The domineering declaration was carried out with the amplification magic, and all the fighters of the God of War bloodline family looked ugly like black water, even the contemporary big devil is not so arrogant! What the hell is going on with these young men?

Pan Hongji sighed deeply. Sometimes in some things, neither party is at fault.

Today, the third-party Jiuyang style is dead.

The Jiuyang clan, who had no enmity with Duanfengbuer, had to have enmity because the tribe was beheaded.

Fortunately, there is pressure from the external demons...

Pan Hongji thanked the God of the Stars for creating the demon race. If it was only human beings, the fight would be even more terrifying.

"I, Jiuyang Fengxing, will not hide! Duanfengbuer, you kill my younger brother today, tomorrow..." Jiuyang Fengxing took a deep breath: "I will kill you in the ring! The younger generation, you are not the only one who becomes holy!"

In an instant, Jiuyang Fengxing's fighting spirit was filled with the taste of being holy! That's the taste of Xu Sheng, Xu Sheng approaching the peak!

Holy! Another holy blood warrior!

In the past, the appearance of a holy fighter in the Rookie King Contest was enough to make all the audience go crazy.

Today, Jiuyang Fengxing's sanctification did not shock people too much.

Hydra bloodline fighters have already appeared in the realm of real saints, and they are still the peak realm of real saints.

The enthusiasm of ordinary soldiers is the true holy realm of the three saints in one body, comparable to the powerful existence of Gan Zhanxuan!

The bloodline of the god of war known as one of the strongest is only Xu Sheng? People have an indescribable sense of powerlessness, has the time for the decline of the blood warriors really come? Has the era of the rise of ordinary fighters really appeared?

Pan Hongji didn't bother to explain to the 200,000 people. Leaving aside the motivational team, this Rookie Championship is definitely the most comprehensive competition in the history of Rookie King!

But there happened to be such a freak as enthusiasm, which made the generation of blood warriors who should have been extremely bright become very eclipsed.

"Everyone sit down for me. This is the Rookie King Competition, not a place for street gangsters to fight."

Baolong Zhencai showed the majesty of the emperor, and finally sent the people who gathered together and could have group violence at any time back to their original seats.

ps: climax! ~Orgasm~! Climaxes! Monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and that best work ticket, I want them all. oh! Subscribe, remember to subscribe.