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Chapter 1857 The Battle Strength of the Desolate Clan

Next, the fight to the death continues.

The second one to come on stage was still an outsider. The leader of another of the six major forces in Huangcheng was also a powerful and holy person.

This time, he faced a most holy and perfect desolate tribe.

But the fighting power of the Desolate tribe was slightly stronger than that of the ferocious beast before. After a dozen moves, the leader of the force was killed.

Afterwards, those who came on stage were almost all outsiders.

It seems that the Desolate tribe is very curious about outsiders and wants to see how powerful the outsiders are.

But when more than a dozen people came on stage in a row, none of them won a single victory. They were all killed.

Lu Ming discovered that both the Desolate tribe and the ferocious beasts were very powerful in combat. In a battle of the same level, they could completely crush the foreign martial arts masters.

"The Desolate tribe seems to have extremely strong physical strength. The laws they use are also related to strength. They are extremely powerful. They are indeed a warlike tribe!"

Lu Ming was thinking in his mind.

After that, there were more than ten battles, and without exception, there was no winner at all for the outsiders, and they were all killed.

The remaining outsiders are almost in despair. They cannot win a single game, let alone win a hundred games in a row. This is completely impossible.

At this moment, the light on the wall dimmed.

Today's prison fight is over and will continue on the second day.

That night, Lu Ming, Pao Pao, and Qiu Yue sat cross-legged and practiced quietly.

The three of them are not afraid of fighting at the same level, and I believe they can win hundreds of games in a row.

The next day, the fight to the death continued.

The outsiders were still on the field, but the result was the same as yesterday, almost all of them were killed. One person wanted to escape, but was ruthlessly killed by the strong men of the Desolate tribe.

On the third day, there was finally a talented person with great fighting ability who won a battle.

For the next ten days, the fight to the death continued. Every day, the prison arena was full, which showed that the Desolate tribe was crazy about fighting.

Hundreds of people who came in from the deserted city had already died in the battle.

But there are few winners.

And even if you win, you will have to participate in the second and third death battles the next day.

The further the battle goes, the stronger the fighting power will be. Therefore, almost no one can win ten games in a row, let alone a hundred games.

"So the outsiders' combat power is so weak?"

"It is indeed very weak. We, the Desolate Clan, are the fighting clan in the world!"

"Outsiders are vulnerable!"

During this time, sounds like this were heard from all around the prison arena.

And in the past ten days, it has never been Lu Ming's turn.

Time flies, and ten days have passed.

On the twenty-first day, a group of people came to Lu Ming's secret room.

"You, go out and fight to the death!"

A strong man pointed at Lu Ming.

"Is it finally my turn?"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp edge.

He wanted to see if he could win a hundred games in a row and the Desolate Clan would really let him go free.

"Brother Lu Ming, come on, brother Lu Ming will win!"

Paopao waved his little fist and cheered for Lu Ming.

Lu Ming touched Paopao's little head.

"You...be careful!"

Qiuyue pondered for a moment and whispered.

"rest assured!"

Lu Ming smiled, and then left here with the people from the Desolate tribe.

Afterwards, Lu Ming walked along a passage and entered the prison fighting arena.

Only when I actually stepped into the Arena did I feel the grandeur of the Arena. It was a hundred miles in radius and the surrounding stands were filled with people, at least over a million people.

"The strength of this Desolate tribe is probably beyond imagination!"

Lu Ming looked around and was secretly shocked.

It seems that Yuanlu is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.

Just like the Yuanshan Land, on the surface, there are only the Nine Holy Lands. The powerful forces in the Nine Holy Lands are extremely powerful. The forces outside the Nine Holy Lands are all ordinary emperor-level forces, and they are not very powerful.

powerful.

But who knows, in this remote place, there is an ancient race, the Desolate Clan, living in seclusion. Their strength is probably greater than that of many powerful forces in the Holy Land.

Lu Ming looked around, and the people of the Desolate Clan around him were also looking at Lu Ming.

"This person is so young, what kind of cultivation level is he?"

"I just reported that it is a duel between the Great Sages and Dacheng, which shows that this person has the cultivation level of the Great Sage and Dacheng!"

"For such a young Great Sage, it seems that this person is a genius from the outside world. I wonder what his strength is?"

In the stands, the people of the Huang clan were talking a lot.

roar!

With a loud roar, a huge ferocious beast rushed out from a door.

This ferocious beast was in the shape of a tiger and covered with scales. It was exactly the same as the ferocious beast that Mo Qingshan fought against before. It was obviously the same race, but its cultivation was at the level of the Great Sage.

The ferocious beast roared, and after seeing Lu Ming, it rushed directly towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's palms glowed, and holy power surged, condensing into a spear.

Lu Ming stepped forward, the ground shook, and Lu Ming's figure rushed out like lightning. The speed was astonishing. In an instant, he saw the ferocious beast approaching, and his spear burst out.

This shot, like lightning, flashed away and stabbed towards the head of the ferocious beast.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, and accompanied by the beast's roar, the beast's head was pierced by Lu Ming and nailed to the ground.

The whole audience suddenly fell silent, and then burst into violent cheers.

With one move, he killed a ferocious beast of the same level with lightning speed.

"What an amazing combat power, killing a tiger-scaled beast of the same level with one move!"

"No wonder he has reached the great sainthood at such a young age. He should be a proud figure in the outside world."

"Someone from the outside finally showed up!"

At this time, a strong man from the Desolate tribe entered the field and dragged away the body of the killed tiger scale beast.

"Do you choose to continue fighting, or choose to rest and fight another day?"

A burly man with a battle ax on his back stood high in the sky and looked at Lu Ming.

"Fight again!"

Lu Ming answered without hesitation.

"good!"

The burly man nodded and left in the air.

Soon, a figure stepped out of a door and walked into the prison fighting arena.

This man looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing an animal skin and his upper body was naked, revealing muscles as strong as iron.

This is a strong man from the Desolate Clan, and his cultivation level is also that of a great sage.

However, he looked at Lu Ming with a somewhat solemn look. As soon as he stepped into the arena, a huge mace appeared in his hand, and he stared at Lu Ming cautiously.

Lu Ming had just killed a tiger-scaled beast of the same level with one move, and his combat power was absolutely astonishing.

bump!

Lu Ming stepped out directly and rushed towards the man. He condensed the holy power in his hand into a spear, turned it into a kilometer long, and drew it towards the man.

The big man from the Desolate tribe roared, his muscles bulged, and powerful power poured into the mace, which also roared towards Lu Ming.

But when the spear was drawn, the man screamed and his body was shot away like a cannonball. He flew several thousand meters before stopping and vomiting blood.

Lu Ming had to show mercy, otherwise, this person would be dead.

"You lost!"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently, then looked up into the sky, and his voice came out: "Next!"

The whole place was in an uproar, and he was defeated with another move.

"good!"

A voice came from high in the sky.

The man before retreated, and another strong man from the Desolate Clan came out, but just like before, he was defeated by Lu Ming with one move.

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