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Chapter 177 Fighting for the Throne

The black and white thrones are with each other. The throne that is dozens of feet high is made of. It has been covered with dust for many years. Now it is still as smooth as a mirror and does not stain a trace of dust.

Moreover, the ninth floor was not capped, it was empty, but it looked like a martial arts field. The extremely empty top floor was extremely depressing at this time. Who were the two people who had such a magnificent throne before? Looking up at the outside of the Burial God Valley, as if they were waiting for their lifelong rivals.

At this time, the most touching things were placed on the two thrones, which were an animal skin roll and a crystal bead. Although it looked ordinary, it was a tense existence that made everyone's mind.

Everyone wants to rush over, grab it, and take it for themselves. Because it is very likely to be a peerless martial art that can even break the void!

The young masters of various major sects standing here, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Evil King Sect, the Netherworld Sect, the Blood Spirit Sect, the Evil King Sect, the Ghost King Sect, the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, the Corpse King Sect, and the Seven Demon Generals of the Demon Way were all here. Daoyi of the Taoist Sect, the Zen of the Buddhist Sect, and even Zejian Villa as one of the martial arts giants, and Liu Ze, the first person in Zejian Villa, also appeared. The blood Zen of the Demon Buddha Sect also appeared, staring at the things on the throne with fiery eyes, but they were all wary of each other and fearing each other, and did not take action for a while. The two major families in the martial arts world, the Murong family and the contemporary people of the Nanling Fang family, also came.

"Since you are so humble, why don't you let me take away the things." Just as everyone was stalemate, a fierce red aura swept across the audience. The sound of calm and powerful footsteps came, and the fierce aura had already made many people pale.

A group of young masters looked sideways, the person who came was rough and bold, with deep contours, dark skin, like a needle. He was strong and strong, with many scars on his face and body, and tattoos. His pupils were fierce, like a ghost of purgatory. He was cruel, wild, with a solemn look, and his words were as precious as gold. His sharp eyes seemed to be as terrifying as hell.

"It's him, fierce and violent. He disappeared after the battle with the Demon Sword in the capital. How could he be here?" Many people were surprised.

The visitor was the fierce man who had fought with Zhang Kaifeng. At this time, the fierce aura on his body was more powerful than when he was in the capital. His skills were improved, and he was carrying a striking big sword behind him. This sword was very dull, and it could even be said to have no sword blade, but it was extremely huge and black all over. It can be felt that this one was very heavy.

"This person's skill has improved." Zhang Kaifeng raised his eyebrows, but he was not afraid. Even if he was fierce and skillful, he did not stand still. Whoever wins and loses, he will only know after a fight.

"What are you doing!" The sudden voice interrupted Zhang Kaifeng's contemplation. The little witch glared at him angrily and said dissatisfied: "Why are you venting your fighting spirit for no reason? Do you want to expose us?"

Is there anything? Zhang Kaifeng was shocked. He was attracted by the fierce aura on the body of Fengmang just now. The demonic nature in his body involuntarily developed a fighting spirit and wanted to fight. Fortunately, the little witch spoke out, otherwise he would have rushed out and had a big fight.

The sudden appearance of fierceness suddenly ignited the tense atmosphere. I didn't know where he was hiding. Even the young masters of various sects did not notice him, but how could the young masters be afraid? But the fierceness appeared like a dynamite that could be ignited at any time with Mars.

"drink!"

With a wild shout, the fierce sword took action, pulled out the big sword behind him and slashed forward, and the ground seemed to be shaking. The heavy sword seemed to be twisted even in the space, as if it was terrible to destroy the space.

The fierce and vicious, who vowed to be the number one in the martial arts world, took heavy steps and headed towards the two thrones, trying to seize the ancient animal skin scroll and the amethyst ball.

"Dare you!"

The people here rushed over together to stop the evil spirit from sewing the ancient scrolls of the beasts and amethyst balls floating on the throne. A sudden burst of light rushed out and rushed towards the tall figure.

"Divine Refining Slash!"

The fierce man shouted angrily, and the red true energy in his body surged. The sword swept backwards. The whistling sword Feng Chenxiong was domineering. One blow was enough to break the enemy. Dozens of chaotic lights that were attacked were smashed by the sword on the spot.

"How is that possible!" Someone was shocked.

Although the evil man broke through the incoming rampart, he also shook his body, wanting to face everyone present alone. Even the fierce and fierce man was severely blocked.

The vast land on the ninth floor suddenly fell into chaos, and the subtle balance was broken in an instant. The fierce and vicious person was like a person tied with explosives, which immediately detonated the whole audience. Young masters from various sects had to take action, and murderous aura was everywhere.

The purpose has been achieved, and the fierce and fierce laughed hideously. This man is really crazy. Although he is not enough to fight with the young masters, he is strong in his own strength and fearless of anyone. The more chaotic he is, the more excited he is. He wants to fight. After the chaos, he has a better chance to seize the treasure. In an instant, his true energy boils and breaks out of the encirclement, and the young masters immediately abandon him and turn to the throne.

The young masters of various sects were in chaos and fighting together, and no one could get close to the throne. At the same time, a ecstatic laugh came: "Haha, things are mine, and from now on I will be the number one person in the world."

"court death!"

The demon had awe-inspiring murderous intentions, jumped out of the encirclement, sacrificed a black square seal the size of a palm, and angrily hit the man's back.

"Puchi!"

The black square seal was powerful and smashed the man away. The backbone behind him was broken and he could no longer survive. The man was killed in less than a second of joy.

"Idiot!" The little witch was speechless.

No one can hide his ecstasy in front of the treasure, but he is too arrogant and makes a sound. Do you really think that these young masters of various sects do not exist? The outcome is conceivable.

The battle continues, and there are more than young masters from all sects who enter the ninth level. The warriors from Green Forest cannot let go of such rare things, and no one can give up.

"Get out!"

Moye was filled with anger and his sword intent was strong. He was holding a new long sword in his hand. He cut off the person blocking him with one sword, and was killed with the sword and the man. The angry sword was crippled and killed. The successor of the demon path was crippled by ordinary people. Moye broke out a bloody road and rushed towards the front.

"How can you make you happy?" An angry roar came. Seeing that Liu Ze from the villa witnessed his people being killed, he was immediately angry. His figure passed by the people who were blocking him and stabbed Mo Yan in the back of the head with a sword.

The sword intent was sharp, and the coming sword made Moye's expression change suddenly. Even if it was him, he could not ignore it. The sword directly broke away from his protective energy, which shows that the person who came was very good at sword skills. At the critical moment, Moye's skill was full of strength, Shen Yuan took the strength, twisted his waist and drove the long sword. The length of the long sword soared, and then arrived first.

"when!"

The splashing sparks reflected Liu Ze's appearance. Liu Ze's face was like a jade, wearing a blue dress, very handsome and elegant. Although he was angry, he did not affect his style at all.

"Yaoze." Mo Ye's eyes flashed with cold light and he angrily said, "Get out."

"Can you let me make the decision? Do you really think no one can control me when I see the children of the mountain villa?" When Liu Ze was shocked by the other party's sword, his body movements soared. He shouted angrily and slashed over again.

"Okay, okay, I will destroy you today." Mo Ye turned around and fought with Liu Ze.

"Don't let the people of the devil get the treasure poisonous tushes, everyone goes to the martial arts world." Someone shouted, and the excited man rushed forward.

The demonic light shot out from the eyes of the demon, and he angrily shouted: "Okay, today our seven demons will start killing you, and we will give you your stupidity."

The scene was chaotic and the fierce fighting was the most tragic battle ever by these young masters. The blood dyed the ground red and even flowed down to the eighth layer below.

"Dong!"

At this moment, when the two young masters of the righteous and demons were less than three meters away from the throne, an invisible aura filled out. When everyone's expressions changed, they were all affected and their bodies slowed down for a while.

"Good opportunity!" Jingmang shouted angrily, held his internal strength and rushed out.

"Not good!" Murong Changtian reacted very quickly, and he improved his skills and slashed out with one hand with one palm.

The palm power was as powerful as the sea. Although it was affected by the extraordinary force, it still broke out of the air. The fierce swung the sword grid, and with a sound of it, he was stopped. The fierce eyes stared at Murong Changtian who was out of his palm to stop him.

In an instant, the alien force radiated from the throne became even stronger. It was overwhelming, and everyone was locked in their original positions, slow movements, as if they were trapped in mud.

"brush!"

A white shadow rushed out like white lightning. Almost at the moment when the power rushed down, the timing was quite accurate. He crossed the two young masters of the righteous and demons in one fell swoop and came to the throne.

(End of this chapter)
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