Everyone who recognized the figures gasped. Each of these twelve figures was a top fighting king, with at least sixty-seven consecutive victories.
Their names are not only well-known in the Dou Luo arena.
Even in the entire Far West, he is still one of the few geniuses.
For example, Ximen Ying is the chief disciple of the inner sect of Daluo Hun Sect. Among the younger generation of Da Luo Hun Sect, there are only dozens of true disciples ahead of him.
Don't think that dozens are a lot.
There are millions of disciples in the entire Da Luo Hun Sect, and it is already terrifying that he ranks in the dozens.
What's more, Daluo Hun Sect is one of the top ten immortal sects, with so many talented people that even a mere outer disciple of Anya can dominate and do good things outside.
Others such as Bo Lan and Xu Tianze are not much worse than Ximen Ying.
Wherever he goes, he is surrounded by stars and the moon.
It's hard to see even one.
Now, they are all gathered here.
"What a big battle."
"As expected of the Great Luo Hun Sect, they have really spent a lot of money."
Half of these top fighting kings are not disciples of Da Luo Hun Sect, and it is also because Da Luo Hun Sect has great reputation, otherwise no one can control them.
At the same time, they couldn't help but worry about Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan is strong.
Perhaps in a one-on-one fight, no one here would be his opponent, but it would be arrogant for him to want to challenge so many top fighting kings.
Twelve figures have already stepped over the ring.
Ximen Ying's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at Long Xiaoshan, and said coldly: "Take back your lies, I admit that you are strong, but you want to challenge all of us, you are not worthy!"
Long Xiaoshan laughed: "Whether you are worthy or not is not something you can say with your mouth. Based on your previous fighting performance, if you fight me one by one, do you think you are worthy?"
Ximen Ying's face was ashen.
A Da Luo Hun Sect disciple next to Ximen Ying was furious and took a step forward with a terrifying light in his eyes: "Shi Fang, souls are destroyed."
boom!
In the void, there is a terrible gray power descending on Long Xiaoshan, trying to exterminate Long Xiaoshan's soul.
However, Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows suddenly split open.
An extremely thick golden light, like the thunder of divine punishment descended by the gods, tore apart the gray power and struck the Daluo Soul Sect disciple.
Bang!
The Da Luo Hun Sect disciple screamed, blood oozing from his seven orifices, and he fell from the air.
"Junior Brother Xuan."
Ximen Ying waved his hand and caught the Da Luo Hun Sect disciple. He felt that his spirit aura was weakening and he had obviously been hit hard. Ximen Ying's face looked as ugly as possible.
Although Zheng Xuan's strength is not as good as his, he is still a strong man with sixty-seven consecutive victories and ranks among the top ten core disciples of the inner sect.
What's more, Daluo Soul Sect is already good at soul arts, and the power of souls is far superior to those of the same level.
But he was actually defeated in the spiritual art he was best at.
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "Now, are you worthy?"
Ximen Ying glanced to the left and right and said, "Everyone, the time has come to prove our glory."
Long Xiaoshan's blow completely shattered the pride of these fighting kings.
They knew that, one by one, they would really be humiliating themselves.
The siege was far from glorious.
But this was initiated by Long Xiaoshan. If they win, at least they will be benevolent and they will not be humiliated losers.
"Then... let's go."
Except for Zheng Xuan, the remaining eleven people slowly dispersed and surrounded Long Xiaoshan, who was still in the state of Fa Tian Xiang Earth.
The referee immediately stepped back.
This battle is no longer something he can decide.
He has even broken the rules of the Douluo Arena.
No Douluo battle is a one-on-one battle, but the rules are strict. The Douluo Arena was originally built to hone the younger generation in combat.
This battle is destined to be recorded in the history of Douluo Arena.
In fact, higher up in the Douluo Arena, the top figures in the Douluo Arena have all set their sights on this place.
"kill!"
No nonsense.
Now that the eleven top fighting kings have decided to take action, they are naturally thunderous.
In the void, a large number of soul power ripples hit Long Xiaoshan first. The soul power attack was invisible and invisible, but it was also the fastest. Five Da Luo Soul Sect disciples attacked at the same time, how terrifying.
The overwhelming tide of soul power turned into various terrifying soul attacks, tearing apart the divine defense on Long Xiaoshan's body.
However, the divine chakra behind Long Xiaoshan's head shone like the sun.
No matter how violent the soul power is, it cannot break through the defense of the divine wheel.
However, at this moment, the attack of the other six top fighting kings also arrived.
Xu Tianze held a frost-condensed sword and opened up a bright silver moon. The sword wheel crossed the sky and instantly drew a sword light hundreds of kilometers long, splitting mountains and seas, and its sharp edge was unstoppable.
There is also the peerless swordsman Chen Qiankun. He holds the sword secret in his hand, and ninety-nine flying swords fly out from behind, stretching across the sky, connected end to end, to arbitrate the world.
There was also a Buddhist disciple, Zhou Fuhu, who stepped up into the air and struck a punch of the Great Sun Divine Fist, tearing the void apart like the scorching sun in the sky. The entire fighting platform was engulfed by the bright light of the fist.
There was another stunning woman who was chanting Qiu Yun, waving her sleeves like a red python soaring into the air, thousands of meters long, wrapping around the huge divine body of Long Xiaoshan.
…
The attacks of the six powerful fighting kings are not soul power, but actual Gang Yuan power and martial arts will.
The overwhelming power of vitality is enough to burn mountains and boil seas.
Boom!
In an instant, six attacks fell on Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan's six arms came out and struck hard, and six terrifying explosions sounded one after another.
It was like six nuclear bombs exploding one after another.
Suddenly, huge black holes appeared one after another, and all kinds of violent energy mixed with the void storm, like a boiling ocean, tore the entire fighting platform apart.
The formation light curtain was even more brilliant than ever before.
It was shaking like a balloon that was about to burst at any moment.
This earth-shattering sight made everyone's hearts tremble. In the boiling vitality, Long Xiaoshan's huge divine body was exposed, with huge potholes on it, six arms were damaged, and golden divine blood was spilled.
After all, the divine body is not invincible.
It is too huge and its power is naturally dispersed.
With five Daluohun Sect disciples to restrain him, and six top fighting kings joining forces to attack, even the divine body will be broken.
When the eleven strong fighting kings saw this scene, their eyes lit up: "If he can't hold it anymore, attack again!"
The eleven people gathered their strength crazily, and their vitality boiled again.
However, the divine body is only made of divine power.
Even if it's damaged, it won't be a big deal to Long Xiaoshan.
The divine wheel shines.
On the three heads of Longshan, red light shines simultaneously.
boom!
Three rays of Samadhi True Fire spewed out, instantly igniting the entire void, and the endless boiling vitality became the fuel for the Samadhi True Fire.
The eleven people who rushed over were instantly plunged into a sea of fire.
"Don't give him a chance to breathe."
The eleven people carried the true fire of Samadhi and fought bravely.
Although Samadhi True Fire is powerful, it cannot burn through their defenses in a short period of time.
