The white clouds wandered, and the sky gradually became dazzling and hot. In the hot wind blowing through the arena below, there were countless people shouting. At some point, the wind blew over, and the mixed sound formed a buzzing... a noisy.

It was noisy and harsh. On the two stone pillars in the arena, the twin brothers holding their arms around the wind. The older one was named Chrys, and opposite him was his younger brother, Hüden. From birth to now, they had a tacit understanding that ordinary people could have. The two looked at each other and looked at each other. A sneer appeared on the almost identical faces and the corners of their mouths.

With a heart-to-heart relationship, he looked forward together, standing on the sandy ground below, his arms slowly lowered down to his side, shook his cuffs, and two short soldiers slid to the palm.

The next second, my body suddenly leaned forward, made a sloping move, and fell straight to the ground.

"Don't die anymore." In the audience's exclamation, the twin brothers who fell from the stone pillar suddenly kicked back. The stone pillar trembled, and the two falling bodies changed directions.

It was rolled up in countless sights, like two arrows leaving the strings passing through the sunshine.

Extend the front of the past.

Xia Yi, standing on the dry and hot sand, stood with her hands hanging down, and the cloak was clattering in the wind, and the sound of breaking through the air from afar was not moved by it.

The nuclear explosion was lucky enough to die. He came to this world and kept fighting in the arena. Even if he encountered a weaker opponent, he would do his best to hone his abilities from weapons and at the same time hone his mood. In addition to revenge on this world of invaders and his thoughts of returning to the earth, it would make him feel a little rippled, and it would be difficult for him to have anything else to shake him.

The sound of breaking through the air approaches.

Xia Yi opened her eyes, and in her clear left eye, two black shadows passing through the sky, and her own momentum from the inside out!

At this moment, a red light flashed in his eyes.

The cloak suddenly unfolded on Xia Yi's body, and a short blade flew out from under the rolling cloak, shooting towards one of the two black shadows.

The sand layer under his feet also blew and splashed in an instant, and the whole body jumped wildly. The short blade shot out made a metal impact sound in the hands of a person on the left side of the front, and fiercely met the second figure on the right side. The cloak rolled up the sound of wind. In the cloth that spread, the right fist wearing sun gloves collided with the weapon stabbed by the opponent.

With a loud bang, the fist hit the opponent's short blade, and in a blink of an eye, he stepped closer. The brother, one of the Mailian brothers, quickly broke in the air and kicked out.

He collided with the next punch, and his body flipped into the sky, tumbling twice, and when his arms were swinging down, Xia Yi's body was already jumping up in his falling sight, the skin of his arms cracked, and the blooming red light swung out the howling flames roared with the movement.

Hundred styles. Ghost burn!

The flames pulled out swirled up and the falling body hit hard on it. The handle of the knife in his hand collapsed, and his palms pressed against it, and flew out with the flames.

When it fell to the ground, another of the twins slashed their swords and shouted: "Chrys!"

His body suddenly broke out and rushed towards Xia Yi's side where he fell. In the air, the cloak was waving. Xia Yi pulled out his heavy troops backwards, raised his troops in the sky, and then fell heavily.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a great trick is not crafty! The moves of weapons are no longer important in this weight and strength.

Hüden rushed to the side in a rushing rush, rolling around the sand. When the path just rushed over, the sand broke and a two-meter-high wave of sand splashed, extending forward like a blade. Another loud bang, hitting the wall of the arena audience platform at the end, countless grains of sand soared into the sky and spilled into the crowd, causing chaos.

The wall was hitting, and dense cracks were smashed. Houtun glanced at him, and his eyelids were constantly leaping. The power exerted by the opponent's attack made him feel numb on his scalp.

However, he and his brother were both beasts fed by the Marquis. Without the owner's call, they could never leave here.

"Chrys"

Hugden screamed, flipped his swords in his hands, and rushed towards Xia Yi again. The sword light slashed out. After extinguishing the flames on his arm, he trembled with the remaining short blade and attacked them together.

Above the stands.

Ikamain, sitting on the golden oarback chair, was once a swordsman when he was young. He could understand how terrifying the power of the other party's heavy slash just now. The loud bang spread across the wall, and the old man's hand placed on the armrest was clenched into fists at that moment.

After letting go, I found a layer of cold sweat in my palm.

The son there had learned some martial arts and did not understand how this terrifying force came from. He just spoke to his fiancée with a embarrassed smile on his face.

"That man is indeed powerful, but he also takes advantage of weapons. Kalyn, believe me, he will see the power of the Gemini brothers later."

The blonde woman named Kalyn said to the words coming from her side as if she hadn't heard them. She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly as the venue was chopped out of the ravines. Then, her eyes were filled with the expression of emotional drama.

Behind her, a figure in a robe and half-mask stood behind the Marquis, looking at the battle below, and a hoarse voice sounded from the mask: "Brothers of Gemini, you may be losing..."

Below, sand and soil splashed, and Chrys rolled up the whistling heavy sword and stumbled backwards. His scalded arm was shaking even more violently. Houtun's two swords that were approaching were swung and blocking the opponent's sword body, slashing out pieces of Mars.

Behind the sword body, Xia Yi had a "hum" sound of "snorting" and kicked the sword surface suddenly. The heavy sword body hit Hüden's body, which was still slashing. The latter directly sprayed out a mouthful of blood and knocked off the stone pillar. Chrys, who was staggering back, grabbed the knife and slashed again, but the injured body was slower after all.

Xia Yi held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword with one hand, turned his head, and leaned his head in his side, like a heavy date, and an ancient general with green robe and golden armor narrowed his eyes.

In an instant, he held a knife and swung out a cool semicircle in the air, and whispered lightly into a whistling like a dragon.

Leaning down and slashing down

Bang!

The weapon broke and with an arm, he dragged the bleeding line and flew away. The rushing Chrys's arm holding the knife disappeared halfway, his chest and left shoulder were split open, and his internal organs were "wow" and with the broken corpse, a pool of heat rose, and a strong smell of blood spread all around.

The heavy blade buzzed and passed through the human body, slashing obliquely on the ground, and the blood beads slowly penetrated into the sand along the blade.

The round audience was surrounded by round audiences. The Mikanoy brothers and sisters who had watched the fight early in the morning stood up excitedly. Because they were too far apart, Dina couldn't see the bloody scene. She just stood there excitedly and raised her hands, shouting excitedly: "Xia won"

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, as if they were still sinking into this amazing knife. The next second, boiling shouts enveloped the entire arena. Countless audiences who liked this bloody fight stood up one after another. Some bold women from other worlds were even so excited that they couldn't control themselves and screamed.

"summer!"

"summer!"

"summer!"

A name that gathered countless voices lingered in the old man's ears. He closed his eyes and raised his hand: "Prepare for the next game!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at the man with some cloudy eyes standing on the side and face mask.

"Ilot, you'll win the next game!"

"Yes, I won't let you down."

Over there, a man named Ilot was holding one hand behind him, bowing slightly, above the bridge of his nose exposed by the mask, wrinkles piled up in his eye sockets, as if he was laughing, his other hand spread out, and a long staff appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Walking straight to the edge of the terrace, right in Alande and Kalyn's sight, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When it appears, it is already the center of the venue.
Chapter completed!