Chapter 2123
Now.
The arena will be full.
It's hard to imagine that there are hundreds of millions of martial arts practitioners gathered together. Moreover, these martial arts practitioners are at least the return to the real world, most of them are human beings, and some of them are gods.
It's vast.
Rao is that Su Chen's mood is stable enough, and he is shaken by some breathing fluctuations.
The great world, indeed, is the great world.
When a group of people came in, a battle of life and death was going on on on the completely closed platform!!!
A man is a thin man in black. He looks like a shadow assassin in the dark. He is on the eighth floor of the main environment.
I have a short and thin machete in my hand.
Very fast.
Half of his face was swollen and dripping with blood. It seemed that the bones of his face were broken.
His opponent, however, was a strong, barehanded man, with nine levels of human dominance.
This strong man has a very deep knife mark on his arm. It's dazzling. There's blood all over the place.
"Wang Qing! Wang Qing!! Wang Qing!!! "
"Kill him!"
"Machete assassin, machete assassin, machete assassin..."
"Cut his throat!"
"Roar, roar Kill! "
…………
The atmosphere is too strong.
The whole arena is full of a sense of unbridled evil spirit and murderous spirit.
Too many martial arts practitioners roar loudly. They use Xuanqi to roar.
Even many martial arts practitioners are red eyed. They seem to stare at the platform, roar, roar and clap.
The whole fight area is just shocking.
Moreover, in the city hall, the smell of blood is too heavy, just like a world of hell.
Looking carefully, Su Chen can see that the platform is purple red. It seems that there are too many blood on the platform. There is a layer of blood cocoon on the surface of the platform.
Just then.
Suddenly.
The little man in black, his figure fluctuating, pounced on the strong man.
Very fast.
It's weird like a black shadow.
The strong man is waving his fist, with a fist of ten thousand shadows.
However.
Between lightning and flint.
Poof!!!
A bright red spray.
The cutlass and dagger in the hand of the thin man in black fell into the throat of the strong man.
Deep in.
"Win, win, ah ah ah..."
"Hahaha Bayonet assassin! "
"Amazing!"
"It's still that move, instant stab. It's too fast. I still don't see it clearly."
"Step over level!!! It's a step-by-step killing! "
"Cool!"
"He won, he won, mom won!"
With the small and thin assassin stabbing a knife in the throat of the strong man, the whole arena was boiling and boiling completely.
The chilling thing was that the bayonet assassin had killed the strong man, but suddenly raised his hand again. The bayonet in his hand turned into a dazzling light, and ninety-nine blades fell on the strong man's chest.
Man is dead, and he has a knife.
After ninety-nine, the bayonet assassin smiled and licked his lips, which was cruel.
"Tang Zhuo, come on." Sikongyu opened her mouth. It seemed that she was more and more excited. Obviously, she was infected by the atmosphere on the spot.
After sikongyu opened his mouth, Tang Zhuo went to the back hall.
"Miss, don't let Su Chen go to the warm field first?" Ring the girl's mouth, asked in a low voice.
Come up and let Tang Zhuo play. How can su Chen play?
I've seen Tang Zhuo's performance of the battle of life and death. How can Miss Su Chen come to the stage?
If Su Chen wants to take the stage, it must be before Tang Zhuo.
"No, he's disgraceful to play." Sikong Yu glanced at Su Chen.
Miss Huan is a little bitter. She dare not say anything more. Miss Huan looks at Su Chen again and thinks that Su Chen's tragedy will be very tragic in the future.
Soon.
"Quiet, quiet, quiet..." A voice, rippling, spread all over the arena.
The voice was driven by Xuanqi.
It's got a lot of momentum.
The arena is quiet, because the familiar people know that this is the opening of the host of the arena.
Purple eyebrow Dao man, one of the on-the-spot hosts of Jiuyou arena, has hosted too many occasions.
Purple eyebrow Dao people are deeply trusted by the master of Jiuyou arena.
Purple eyebrow Dao people's strength is also very strong. It's a flying Dao at the top of the eight levels of the God kingdom. It's chilling. Therefore, it's called Dao hostage.
"Let's welcome a new Douren, who is also our Miss Sikong's new Douren. His name is Tang Zhuo!!!" The voice of purple eyebrow swordsman is sonorous and powerful, just like the sound column fluctuating in the whole arena.With the introduction of purple eyebrow Dao.
Tang Zhuo appears.
Straight into the platform.
Then, the whole bucket hall was completely ignited.
"God!"
"The second floor of Shenzhu realm!!!"
"Where did miss Sikong come from?"
"Hahaha There's a good show! "
"On the second floor of shenlord's realm, you won't win ten games at a time?"
"Scary!"
"On the second floor of shenlord, am I right?"
………………
There are too many martial artists in the arena.
The Douren on the second floor of Shenzhu realm are very rare, very rare!
It's really a good play.
Many martial arts practitioners stood up excitedly. Their voices were hoarse, calling Tang Zhuo and the name of Sikong Yu.
The mood of Sikong Yu became better and better. The smile on her face never stopped.
"Tang Zhuo's opponent in the first battle of life and death is Wu Xuan, the holy hand." Then, the voice of purple eyebrow swordsman sounded again.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the arena will be out of control.
All kinds of grumpiness.
This is the existence of five victories on the platform.
The first level of Shenzhu.
Very strong.
The five battles of life and death that Wu Wei won left a deep impression on people.
Wu Xuan is very bloodthirsty and extremely cruel.
Like a madman.
The first battle is against the holy hand!!!
Wonderful.
It's wonderful.
At one end of the arena, the betting platform was surrounded by dozens of layers.
It's full.
Too many people are betting.
"Go and bet me three thousand real stones." Sikong Yu casually raised her hand and handed it to a young woman in front of her. The young woman is a service person in the arena. For instance, there are special service persons in the arena.
"Yes." The young woman took the space ring respectfully and walked towards the betting table.
Next, the people of purple eyebrow Dao introduced some achievements and strength of Wu Xuan.
All kinds of atmosphere.
Until
Until the atmosphere reached the highest point.
Fight, start!
Under the excited, burning, breathing gaze of all.
Tang Zhuo stands opposite to Wu Xuan, the sacred beast.
Tang turbid white, quiet, indifferent, confident.
It's like a peerless childe.
Wu Xuan, with a mask and bare arms, is very tall, like a wild animal. He breathes and breathes, but he doesn't use a sword. Instead, he carries a sharp, sharp and stabbed fist set.
The arena will be full.
It's hard to imagine that there are hundreds of millions of martial arts practitioners gathered together. Moreover, these martial arts practitioners are at least the return to the real world, most of them are human beings, and some of them are gods.
It's vast.
Rao is that Su Chen's mood is stable enough, and he is shaken by some breathing fluctuations.
The great world, indeed, is the great world.
When a group of people came in, a battle of life and death was going on on on the completely closed platform!!!
A man is a thin man in black. He looks like a shadow assassin in the dark. He is on the eighth floor of the main environment.
I have a short and thin machete in my hand.
Very fast.
Half of his face was swollen and dripping with blood. It seemed that the bones of his face were broken.
His opponent, however, was a strong, barehanded man, with nine levels of human dominance.
This strong man has a very deep knife mark on his arm. It's dazzling. There's blood all over the place.
"Wang Qing! Wang Qing!! Wang Qing!!! "
"Kill him!"
"Machete assassin, machete assassin, machete assassin..."
"Cut his throat!"
"Roar, roar Kill! "
…………
The atmosphere is too strong.
The whole arena is full of a sense of unbridled evil spirit and murderous spirit.
Too many martial arts practitioners roar loudly. They use Xuanqi to roar.
Even many martial arts practitioners are red eyed. They seem to stare at the platform, roar, roar and clap.
The whole fight area is just shocking.
Moreover, in the city hall, the smell of blood is too heavy, just like a world of hell.
Looking carefully, Su Chen can see that the platform is purple red. It seems that there are too many blood on the platform. There is a layer of blood cocoon on the surface of the platform.
Just then.
Suddenly.
The little man in black, his figure fluctuating, pounced on the strong man.
Very fast.
It's weird like a black shadow.
The strong man is waving his fist, with a fist of ten thousand shadows.
However.
Between lightning and flint.
Poof!!!
A bright red spray.
The cutlass and dagger in the hand of the thin man in black fell into the throat of the strong man.
Deep in.
"Win, win, ah ah ah..."
"Hahaha Bayonet assassin! "
"Amazing!"
"It's still that move, instant stab. It's too fast. I still don't see it clearly."
"Step over level!!! It's a step-by-step killing! "
"Cool!"
"He won, he won, mom won!"
With the small and thin assassin stabbing a knife in the throat of the strong man, the whole arena was boiling and boiling completely.
The chilling thing was that the bayonet assassin had killed the strong man, but suddenly raised his hand again. The bayonet in his hand turned into a dazzling light, and ninety-nine blades fell on the strong man's chest.
Man is dead, and he has a knife.
After ninety-nine, the bayonet assassin smiled and licked his lips, which was cruel.
"Tang Zhuo, come on." Sikongyu opened her mouth. It seemed that she was more and more excited. Obviously, she was infected by the atmosphere on the spot.
After sikongyu opened his mouth, Tang Zhuo went to the back hall.
"Miss, don't let Su Chen go to the warm field first?" Ring the girl's mouth, asked in a low voice.
Come up and let Tang Zhuo play. How can su Chen play?
I've seen Tang Zhuo's performance of the battle of life and death. How can Miss Su Chen come to the stage?
If Su Chen wants to take the stage, it must be before Tang Zhuo.
"No, he's disgraceful to play." Sikong Yu glanced at Su Chen.
Miss Huan is a little bitter. She dare not say anything more. Miss Huan looks at Su Chen again and thinks that Su Chen's tragedy will be very tragic in the future.
Soon.
"Quiet, quiet, quiet..." A voice, rippling, spread all over the arena.
The voice was driven by Xuanqi.
It's got a lot of momentum.
The arena is quiet, because the familiar people know that this is the opening of the host of the arena.
Purple eyebrow Dao man, one of the on-the-spot hosts of Jiuyou arena, has hosted too many occasions.
Purple eyebrow Dao people are deeply trusted by the master of Jiuyou arena.
Purple eyebrow Dao people's strength is also very strong. It's a flying Dao at the top of the eight levels of the God kingdom. It's chilling. Therefore, it's called Dao hostage.
"Let's welcome a new Douren, who is also our Miss Sikong's new Douren. His name is Tang Zhuo!!!" The voice of purple eyebrow swordsman is sonorous and powerful, just like the sound column fluctuating in the whole arena.With the introduction of purple eyebrow Dao.
Tang Zhuo appears.
Straight into the platform.
Then, the whole bucket hall was completely ignited.
"God!"
"The second floor of Shenzhu realm!!!"
"Where did miss Sikong come from?"
"Hahaha There's a good show! "
"On the second floor of shenlord's realm, you won't win ten games at a time?"
"Scary!"
"On the second floor of shenlord, am I right?"
………………
There are too many martial artists in the arena.
The Douren on the second floor of Shenzhu realm are very rare, very rare!
It's really a good play.
Many martial arts practitioners stood up excitedly. Their voices were hoarse, calling Tang Zhuo and the name of Sikong Yu.
The mood of Sikong Yu became better and better. The smile on her face never stopped.
"Tang Zhuo's opponent in the first battle of life and death is Wu Xuan, the holy hand." Then, the voice of purple eyebrow swordsman sounded again.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the arena will be out of control.
All kinds of grumpiness.
This is the existence of five victories on the platform.
The first level of Shenzhu.
Very strong.
The five battles of life and death that Wu Wei won left a deep impression on people.
Wu Xuan is very bloodthirsty and extremely cruel.
Like a madman.
The first battle is against the holy hand!!!
Wonderful.
It's wonderful.
At one end of the arena, the betting platform was surrounded by dozens of layers.
It's full.
Too many people are betting.
"Go and bet me three thousand real stones." Sikong Yu casually raised her hand and handed it to a young woman in front of her. The young woman is a service person in the arena. For instance, there are special service persons in the arena.
"Yes." The young woman took the space ring respectfully and walked towards the betting table.
Next, the people of purple eyebrow Dao introduced some achievements and strength of Wu Xuan.
All kinds of atmosphere.
Until
Until the atmosphere reached the highest point.
Fight, start!
Under the excited, burning, breathing gaze of all.
Tang Zhuo stands opposite to Wu Xuan, the sacred beast.
Tang turbid white, quiet, indifferent, confident.
It's like a peerless childe.
Wu Xuan, with a mask and bare arms, is very tall, like a wild animal. He breathes and breathes, but he doesn't use a sword. Instead, he carries a sharp, sharp and stabbed fist set.
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