Xin Zhuo never thought that one day the cultivators with high cultivation would be able to fight like beasts, which was unreasonable and had no grace.
But it happened before my eyes!
More than a thousand men and women "wrinkle beasts" used the most primitive physical cultivation techniques and martial arts, jumping and fighting wildly, hundreds of thousands of world-creating forces were released, and the sky collapsed and the earth shook.
In the blink of an eye, flesh, broken limbs, broken arms, and head spread all over the world with the screams before death.
With just a cup of tea, the huge mountains, forests, lakes and fields are full of corpses and blood, just like hell on earth.
"Okay, the whistleblower on the First Battle Island is really powerful!"
"The third battle island, the flaws do not hide the merits, how wonderful!"
"If you want to talk about me, the Ninth Battle Island is the smartest..."
The more tragic the audience was, the more excited the big guys in the audience around him were, and shouting, cheering and exclamation were heard one after another.
Even the six young men from the Eighth Battle Island also entered a noble viewing seat, with the old god present and his eyes bright.
Only... the nine battle island wooden gate, which is also a "wrestling beast", is quiet behind.
The excitement between people cannot be shared.
Xin Zhuo frowned and couldn't help asking Lao Ma: "For such a cruel and insensitive thing, have you ever thought about resisting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Ma hurriedly blocked his mouth. Not far away, the Ankylo Yuan also suddenly looked and cursed: "Shut up!!"
It's too late!
The eldest son Jia Nanhu, the second son and the third son above ordered almost at the same time: "Kill!"
"Here!"
Five men in black came straight towards Xin Zhuo with weapons, making a move to kill him without any mercy.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the young masters, his face was slightly cold, his hands and feet were used force, and the iron chain was broken. He acted to kill the five men in black first, and then talk about the others.
Unexpectedly, his easy-to-break chain behavior scared the "wrestling beasts" around him, and the five men in black were also stunned.
"Stop!"
"Fifth Young Master" is a woman with big eyes and white skin. She looked coldly: "Brothers, the battle is imminent, why should I kill someone? This guy has some strength, why should I let him go inside and perform?"
Jia Nanhu and the three young men, seeing someone pleading with each other, did not want to talk more about such trivial matters, so they nodded: "Forget it!"
The five men in black were relieved and retreated obediently.
Old Ma breathed a sigh of relief and pointed at Xin Zhuo: "You, don't say anything out, it will be fatal! Fortunately, you are more powerful, the fifth young master cherishes his talents and speaks for you!"
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Xin Zhuo moved his hands and feet for a moment and remained silent.
At this moment, the world suddenly fell into a dark red color.
Everyone looked up at the sky, and someone shouted, "The red sun is coming out, where is the formation?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone opened the mysterious magic array of the building itself in the distance. The red sun in the sky instantly lit up like a sea and was brought into the field and shot directly into the field.
On the field, there were only hundreds of "wrestling beasts" who were still fighting, their eyes instantly turned red, their muscles arched, and their strength increased tenfold, and they started the fiercest battle.
The scene like a meat grinder has begun—
Screams and flesh flying everywhere, broken bones and five internal organs falling from each other can only be described as crazy.
In the audience seats, countless noble people were even more excited.
Just a moment later, someone waved the flag in the distance and shouted: "The fourth, fifth, seventh, eighth, and ninth battle islands have been wiped out, and there are more than 30 people left in the first and second battle islands. Victory; there are seven or eight people left on the third and sixth battle islands. A small victory, do you guys, do you need to start the next game? ”
Jia Nanhu, the eldest son of the Eighth Battle Island, and several other masters of the Battle Island nodded: "Next!"
So, the scene was cleared inside, and the next batch of Nine Battle Islands placed more than 150 people each, and bloody massacre continued. Privately, all parties started to collect "results" because of the bets in the previous game.
When Xin Zhuo saw this, he was no longer in the mood to continue watching. The picture was too vulgar. He even felt that it was a wrong decision for his participation in this matter, so he simply closed his eyes and took a rest, turning a blind eye to everything.
...
I don’t know how long it took, but Lao Ma suddenly pushed him: “Boy, it’s time to start, come in!”
Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and found thunderous calls from the audience from all directions, while the remaining seven or eight hundred "wrestling beasts" on his side rushed in, and couldn't help but ask, "So many people together?"
Lao Ma smiled bitterly: "Didn't you hear it? Our 8th Battle Island and the 4th, 5th and 93rd Battle Island were desperate and asked the last seven batches of wingers to enter together, launch a decisive battle, and fight against the male and female! Stop talking, go and follow me! ”
Pulling Xin Zhuo and rushing in.
After entering the wooden door, Xin Zhuo broke free from the old horse and retreated to the corner immediately, stopping.
Old Ma was stunned and turned around and said, "Brother, you are not so afraid of death. At least you can walk in. Even if you survive like this, the young masters will not spare you. You...hello!"
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He simply gave up Xin Zhuo and rushed forward with the crowd.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Xin Zhuo ignored Lao Ma's words and stood quietly in the corner, closing his eyes to feel the light of the red sun. He needed to adapt to the changes in his strength.
Because as soon as he entered the field, the light of the red sun instantly entered his limbs and bones, and the power in his body was infinitely magnified, ten times.
At first, he had 3.13 million world-creating power, and now he had 31.3 million world-creating power. This power gave him a strange illusion, as if he had entered a new realm. If you don’t get used to it, you will probably cause permanent scars.
But this scene fell into the eyes of the young masters of Jia Nanhu above, and they were shameless people who were afraid of life and fear of death.
Jia Nanhu was furious: "This lowly villain, I thought he had strength, but I didn't expect to be as timid as a mouse! Fifth sister, is this the person you are optimistic about?"
The "five sister" shook her head and said, "I know people but not my heart. How can I know what he thinks? At worst, I can... peel and cramp afterwards!"
Jia Nanhu breathed rapidly: "Feed the dog!"
Afterwards, he stopped looking at Xin Zhuo, but looked into the field.
I saw more than 6,000 people in nine camps, launching a crazy minced meat massacre. Wherever I saw, there were broken limbs, broken arms, internal organs and blood. The earth cracked and traces were everywhere, and the mountains and forests collapsed one after another.
The picture is out of control!
However, I don’t know if I have left the word “Mind”, the “wrestling beasts” of the Eighth War Island rushed into the middle of the Three War Islands and were instantly besieged by the Three War Islands. After a cup of tea, most of the casualties were killed or injured, with only seventy or eighty left. The number of people is still surviving.
The young ladies and other young ladies above were pale and almost collapsed.
"Why is this happening? Who led the way to rush around? A bunch of waste! Waste!" Jia Nanhu was really like a wounded tiger, his eyes were so angry that he was crazy.
The "Fifth Young Master" and other young masters also shook their heads and sighed, speechless.
At this moment, someone next door said "huh" and said in a lost voice: That boy..."
The young men and the nobles of the thousands of spectators on the Eighth Battle Island all looked at the corner, and saw the white boy who had been hiding there, fearing death. At this moment, he suddenly walked step by step into the melee. The pace is not too fast and slow. In his eyes, there is a calmness and calmness that is different from others, but in his calmness, there seems to be a murderous intent that makes everyone afraid.
Suddenly, he accelerated his speed, and a vibration and resonance of the extreme power of the divine power made the lakes splash and the mountains and forests wherever he passed. Then a roar resounded everywhere. A dead branch was lifted in his hand and pushed it horizontally to thousands. A fight between people.
"Boom..."
No matter what camp, no matter how high or low the cultivation level, no matter how powerful the divine power and physical cultivation techniques, hundreds of "wrestling beasts" in the battle islands ahead were instantly killed by him!
The broken limbs and arms were like rain, first exploded with a bang, and then fell to the ground.
This attack was extremely violent, bloody and stunning!
In an instant, the audience from all directions was silent!
(This chapter ends)