This is the first time Long Chen has heard the term innate combat body. From what Lan Ling'er means, it seems that the star combat body, Leiyan combat body and Zhenwu demon body that Long Chen has been practicing are all acquired body-refining combat skills. , and Zhao Danchen’s golden fighting body is the physique he had from birth.
Seeing the doubtful look in Long Chen's eyes, Lan Ling'er continued: "There are very few people who are born with innate combat bodies. As far as I know, Zhao Danchen is the only one in the entire Shenwu Holy Dynasty who has it. Such a heaven-defying talent, if it weren't for this golden combat body, he wouldn't have such terrifying strength today, and the Martial Emperor Zhao Wuji might not accept him as his only direct disciple."
After listening to Lan Ling'er's words, Long Chen also roughly understood the innate combat body. Indeed, he had never seen it before. In this way, this Zhao Danchen was really strong. Long Chen knew that even if he met him , I’m afraid there’s no chance of winning, it’s a completely certain death outcome.
However, under Zhao Danchen's terrifying pressure, Lei Zhen and the others still dared to choose to fight to the death. This shows how great the courage of the Zhan Clan is. This time, they came with the attitude of facing death.
While Long Chen and Lan Ling'er were talking, the person in the martial alliance who was going to have the first gambling battle had already entered the stage. He was a man wearing a khaki robe. He was very thin, extremely tall, and his eyes were filled with cold eyes. The sharp edge makes the whole person look like a sword, a sharp sword.
Of course, he did hold a sword in his hand at this time.
"Junior brother..." On the other side of Long Chen, Jian Chen frowned. He had seen this man a long time ago. He didn't expect that the person participating in the first battle on behalf of the Martial Alliance would be him.
Hearing the word junior brother, Long Chen roughly knew the identity of this warrior in yellow clothes.
Jian Chen said to everyone: "This is the disciple of Sikong Sword Master. His strength is no less than mine. Others call him Huangquan Sword King. The sword he holds in his hand is the Huangquan Sword of the same series as my Yunxiao Sword. He is practicing Huangquan Sword Code."
The Sword King of Underworld.
Jian Chen's strength is quite strong among the first level of the Earth Martial Realm. After all, he is a veritable sword warrior. Since he said that the strength of the Huangquan Sword King is equal to him, if Lei Zhen goes out, the final result will be , it is also difficult to predict and it is impossible to achieve a guaranteed victory.
Of course, it would be different if Mo Xiaolang took action.
Huang Quan Sword King just came to the field, and his eyes like sword blades were cast on Jian Chen. He said coldly: "You betrayed the master and killed the master and ancestors. I know you are the one who is fighting today. Hurry up. Get out of here, I finally asked for this opportunity just to kill you, Jian Chen."
His voice was hoarse and cold, like a sword piercing everyone. Just from the sound of his voice, you could tell that this man was definitely not a weakling.
However, did he think it was Jian Chen who was going to fight today?
Then he was completely wrong. Jian Chen's strength was indeed very strong, but he might not be able to win completely. Therefore, Jian Chen said directly: "You think too much. The War Clan and the Dragon Clan have many masters and strong ones." Countless, it will be my turn to show off your shame, and there will naturally be experts to deal with you. In addition, you betrayed the master, killed the master and destroyed the ancestors. Don't give me such a label. Not only do you have no kindness to me, but you have hatred towards me. Why can't I kill you? .”
Of course, Jian Chen didn't feel any pressure at all about Sikong Sword Master's death.
"You." Jian Chen's words made the Underworld Sword King pause. They all estimated that it was Jian Chen who took action. Could there be someone else besides Jian Chen? Could it be Lei Zhen? Indeed, Lei Zhen seems to have such strength, but the problem is, Lei Zhen is The current leader of the Zhan Clan, will they let Lei Zhen go out on an adventure? What if he dies?
This gambling battle does not mean that life and death cannot be determined.
Everyone in the Martial Alliance looked at Lei Zhen. What they didn't expect was that Lei Zhen didn't move. The person who came out was a little-known and beautiful young man next to Long Chen.
Long Chen patted Mo Xiaolang on the shoulder and said to him: "Win quickly."
Mo Xiaolang nodded, smiled softly at Long Chen, and said: "Brother, don't worry, such a warrior can't stop me."
After Mo Xiaolang walked twenty meters in front of the Underworld Sword King, everyone in the Martial Alliance finally confirmed that the Underworld Sword King's opponent was actually this little-known boy.
The King of Martial Arts and the Martial Saints burst into laughter, leaning forward and backward with laughter. Even Yang Ningfeng had a mocking smile on his face and said: "Are there no people in the War Clan and the Dragon Clan? They actually sent such a young boy here. It seems that Are you ready to admit defeat? I think it’s better to let Jian Chen come in, lest you be unconvinced after losing."
The only person who didn't smile was Zhao Danchen.
"There is no need to replace people. If Emperor Yang Wu is not satisfied, he can replace your people." Lei Zhen said loudly.
Yang Ningfeng froze for a moment, still not knowing what the other party was up to.
At this time, Zhao Danchen secretly cursed Yang Ningfeng as an idiot, and then said: "Why did the War Clan send a monster? In your bet, did you say that the monster could be sent out?" In fact, he made a decision to Yang Ningfeng, an idiot. He was not familiar with the bet, but he did know that when the little wolf transformed into a sun-eating demon wolf, the flames he breathed out were quite powerful.
At first, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
"It turns out to be a monster." Everyone was a little stunned. After careful observation, they discovered that the handsome young man in front of them really had a faint aura of monsters about him.
Most of the monsters, after turning into human form, still retain a small part of their animal form. It is really rare for them to have the appearance of a little wolf. Among the people present, in terms of the degree of handsomeness, the little wolf deserves to be the first. For everyone in the Martial Alliance, they felt that they looked worse than a monster beast, which was really unbelievable.
"Monster." The Underworld Sword King was also looking at Mo Xiaolang. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that Mo Xiaolang looked harmless to humans and animals.
It doesn't matter to him whether it's a monster or not. Anyway, since Jian Chen doesn't come up, he will win directly, so that's it.
On Long Chen's side, Lei Zhen asked in response to Zhao Danchen's question: "When we made the bet, we didn't say that monsters couldn't participate. Among our war clan, monsters are a big help to us, and the ones we raise are Monsters, of course, can participate in the battle, Zhao Danchen, are you afraid that I will say that I have defeated you?"
Lei Zhen's provocative question directly blocked Zhao Danchen's words. He glanced at Xiaolang again and was too lazy to answer, saying: "Monsters will be monsters. You can win the first game, how can you win the second game?" .”
Others in the martial alliance were a little puzzled that Zhao Danchen had undermined his prestige before the war started. Huang Quan Sword King saw that Zhao Danchen seemed to underestimate him, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart. The earth-yellow light was filled with light, as if It was a piece of jade-like Underworld Sword that was unsheathed. The Underworld Sword King said in a cold tone: "No matter whether it is a human or an animal, there is no difference in my eyes. I, the Underworld Sword King, have no ruthlessness under my sword. Since you are here to join the battle, , you must be prepared to be killed by me."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mo Xiaolang's mouth. He remained motionless, just looking at the Underworld Sword King. His calm look made the Underworld Sword King feel that he was being despised. Being despised by a monster, the Underworld Sword King felt a little... shameful.
"Seeking death." With a light drink, the Underworld Sword King turned into a yellow sword shadow and rushed towards Mo Xiaolang. As soon as he made a move, Long Chen could see that the Underworld Sword King had already reached the peak of his power in terms of speed and attack power. It’s almost the same as Jian Chen.
Under the agitation of Huangquan Sword King's sword light, the surrounding dust swept towards Mo Xiaolang. The sword light caught the sand and dust, and instantly filled Mo Xiaolang's field of vision.
Mo Xiaolang always remembered the four words Long Chen said just now: speed wins. This is to ask Xiaolang to make his killing move early and win as soon as possible, so as to avoid long nights and long dreams and other accidents. So when the Underworld Sword King took action, Mo Xiaolang The little wolf roared, and after a burst of black flames swept past, a tall Sun-devouring Demonic Wolf stood in front of the Underworld Sword King. Compared to the Sun-devouring Demonic Wolf, the current Underworld Sword King was simply Too small.
"Is it useful to be big? Why don't you die the same way?" Huangquan Sword King sneered, his sword energy roared, and there were buzzing sounds in the air. He swung his sword suddenly, and Huangquan Sword King instantly rushed to the top of Mo Xiaolang's head. .
"Underworld Sword Code, Nine Turns Underworld Water." The Underworld Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp whirlpool under his rotation, and stabbed towards the little wolf's head. The sword shadow was heavy and the sword energy roared.
The sun-devouring demon wolf's eyes were now filled with jet-black flames. He suddenly took a few steps back. On its body, the huge black shadow suddenly transformed into a black giant wolf, and it faced it with its fangs and claws. Attack of the Underworld Sword King.
Boom boom boom.
The crazy sword shadow was rapidly fighting against Xiaolang's shadow clone. Every time they fought, sparks would fly out.
"What the hell is this?" Huang Quan Sword King didn't know the shadow clone. If he did, he would definitely be even more frightened at this time. The power of Xiao Lang's shadow clone is not much lower than that of Xiao Lang, so Suddenly he was able to fight against the Underworld Sword King.
At this moment, the Sun-devouring Demonic Wolf said nothing. After the demonic shadow clone entangled the opponent, its body quickly appeared above the head of Huangquan Sword King. From top to bottom, a mouthful of Nine Nether Demonic Ancestral Fire came out, like Like the tide of the sea, it burst out suddenly.
With black flames on its feet, the little wolf stood in the air. This also shows that monsters that have reached the king level have basically the ability to fly.
"What kind of fire is this?" During the confrontation with the demonic shadow clone, the Sun-Eating Demonic Wolf suddenly sprayed so much flames at him that the Underworld Sword King felt a cold chill.
In his opinion, the flame must be hot. Although this cold flame was abnormal, Huangquan Sword King did not think too highly of it. He just thought it was an attack from the little wolf, so he quickly used his sword moves, Temporarily force Xiaolang's shadow clone back,
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