On the ring, the two faced each other, Meng Chen's murderous intent was undisguised, and his cold aura made Zheng Tiankuo even more frightened.
"Meng Chen! If you dare to hurt me, the Zheng family will not let you go after you leave! There will no longer be a place for you in the entire East Phoenix Territory!"
Meng Chen sneered disdainfully: "Didn't I tell you? Zheng Hanhai has died in my hands, so no matter what, and you dare to drug Xuan Yu, no matter what, I and your Zheng family are both Why do you emphasize the endless ending? It’s meaningless!”
Zheng Tiankuo's face became paler and he said in panic: "Did you really kill my brother?"
Meng Chen frowned and said indifferently: "Do I need to deceive you?"
Zheng Tiankuo seemed to have finally accepted the reality and said bitterly: "Okay, in that case, I admit defeat."
Meng Chen's expression changed slightly, he gathered thunder in his hands, and stepped forward, murderous intent radiating out, making Zheng Tiankuo retreat in fear.
"I admit defeat, I surrender, please spare me!" he shouted.
"The battle in the arena is about life and death!" the old voice came out, extremely majestic.
Meng Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the next moment he suddenly rushed in front of Zheng Tiankuo, and the thunder in his palm crackled, hitting Zheng Tiankuo's heart.
Zheng Tiankuo's heart burst out, golden divine light lit up, and a breast-protecting mirror appeared, flashing with golden light, which fought against the thunder in Meng Chen's hand and blocked the blow.
Meng Chen raised his brows, and the thunder turned into a spear, and attacked again. The thunder spear continued to strike out with violent energy.
Zheng Tiankuo knew that he could not escape, so he also started to fight back. He activated his breast shield and blocked Meng Chen's attack. At the same time, a sword appeared in his hand, shining with a cold light, and stabbed Meng Chen in the abdomen.
Meng Chen activated the thunder, and the thunder net erupted, wrapping around the sword in Zheng Tiankuo's hand and spreading to Zheng Tiankuo.
"Zizzizi..."
Amidst the fierce sound of electricity, the thunder shocked Zheng Tiankuo so much that he trembled all over, and the energy in his body gradually evaporated and dissipated under the impact of the thunder.
Meng Chen seized the opportunity and stepped on the thunder. The next moment, he rushed in front of Zheng Tiankuo and grabbed his neck.
"Only you? You alone dare to say such arrogant words!"
Zheng Tiankuo was choked and said in shock: "Let me go! If you kill me, the Zheng family will never let you go!"
Meng Chen said disdainfully: "Then let them take revenge. You can go on your way in peace for the time being. I will send you Zheng family members to reunite with you as soon as possible."
After Meng Chen finished speaking, under Zheng Tiankuo's horrified eyes, thunder jumped into his body, tearing apart his meridians and Dantian, and was still spreading to his body and soul.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, Zheng Tiankuo's body exploded, his soul disappeared, and there was no longer any life left.
The monk who followed Zheng Tiankuo here was furious when he saw that the thigh he was hugging was interrupted like this.
"You dare!"
"Meng Chen! You dare to kill people from the Zheng family. Do you want to die?"
……
Hearing these familiar words, Huang Wujin looked at them first, and Monk Huikong and Zhou Chao also looked at them.
After Huang Wujin watched them for a few breaths, he said coldly: "Naochao, remember their names. When you meet them later, kill them directly!"
When those people heard this, they turned pale with fear. If they could escape, they would have disappeared without a trace by now. In the ring, Meng Chen beheaded Zheng Tiankuo, and the old voice rang out and spread throughout the secret realm.
Meng Chen exited the ring and waited for the next match.
The ones who took action in the second round were a monk from the Eastern Phoenix Territory and a thirteenth-day monk. The thirteenth-day monk with purple skin and thunder patterns was named Murong Yunlei.
After seeing the monks from the East Phoenix Territory enter the arena, Murong Yunlei's entire body erupted with electric light. The moment he fell into the ring, the intense electric light suddenly erupted and enveloped the entire ring.
The tyrannical thunderbolt fell and hit the Eastern Phoenix Domain monk. Under the violent impact of the thunder, the Eastern Phoenix Domain monk was wiped out in ashes and was killed in one move.
The monks watching outside took a breath, feeling deeply afraid of Murong Yunlei's power.
The third game was also a fight between the Thirteenth Day monks and the East Phoenix Domain monks.
Meng Chen's eyes fell on the list, and after careful exploration, he was shocked to find that the thirteenth-day monks were all from the Eastern Phoenix Region. It was as if it was artificially arranged, and it was not random at all.
Another victory for the thirteen-day monks, followed by the fourth, fifth, and eighth games, the thirteen-day monks took action one after another, almost instantly beating the monks from the Eastern Phoenix Territory.
Huang Wujin frowned at this scene, and there was anger in his eyes, like a dormant volcano about to erupt.
Finally, it was Monk Huikong's turn to take action, and he was also facing a Thirteenth Heaven monk.
He immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to Huang Wujin.
"Your Highness, the poor monk will surely live up to his expectations!"
Huang Wujin nodded slightly: "Be more aggressive, don't let those guys look down on us!"
Monk Huikong stepped out. Every time he took a step, golden lotuses grew under his feet, and golden Buddha light circulated on his body. A giant Buddha appeared behind him, and the sound of chanting rang out throughout the arena world.
This time Thirteen Days took action, a three-headed and six-armed monk named Shan Xiu Yuan. The three heads had different expressions. One was fierce, with a green face and fangs, the other was kind-faced and kind-eyed, as gentle as jade, and the third one had an arrogant expression, looking down indifferently. Watching Huikong.
"Monk, you are destined to be my Buddha. If you are willing to kneel at my feet and become my slave at this moment, I can consider letting you go and letting you serve me!"
Huikong's expression was indifferent, his eyes were deep, and a rune condensed in his palm. The "Swastika" curse seal was released from his palm, bringing with it a burst of dazzling Buddha light, surrounding the sound of chanting sutras, and crashing towards the good cultivator below.
Shan Xiuyuan looked cold and his eyes were full of disdain. He quickly made a hand gesture with his six arms and slapped his six palms at the same time. A green lion jumped out with a roar, soaring up into the sky with a full body of energy, and met the falling "Swastika" The words Buddha and Seal collided with each other.
Monk Huikong's expression suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "The fearless lion seal! How can you..."
All three heads of Shan Xiu Yuan burst into laughter, and the head with an arrogant look said disdainfully: "Huikong, if you really want to be more serious, the Taoism you inherit may still be left by my three-faced Buddha, and you may still be mine. Where are the disciples and disciples?”
Monk Huikong's eyes were cold, obviously unable to accept this statement.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Today the poor monk will kill you here to rectify the name of our Buddhist sect!"
Huikong took out his Zen staff and pressed it a little harder in the void. The Buddha's light flourished, and along with the sound of chanting sutras, countless sharp light pillars condensed in the sky.
"Samadhi Burning Stars!"
With an angry rebuke, the Buddha's light burned with flames and suddenly fell, like a meteor, hitting Shanxiu Yuan below.
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