The remaining eight people had their pores exploded.
A chill shot from their tailbones to the sky.
Who would have thought that Long Xiaoshan could survive the siege of eleven of them unharmed, and even become even more terrifying, killing three of them with one shot.
Long Xiaoshan's feet are on the sky, his eyes are neither happy nor sad.
Just killing three people with one shot seemed like a trivial matter to him.
He twisted his neck, and the purple gold energy on his body rose into the sky, like a god wearing purple gold armor. There seemed to be a real dragon roaring in the void, which was indescribable.
He has been in the Douluo Arena for so many days.
He has been suppressing his own strength.
Finally, facing the eleven strong fighting kings, he forced out one of his real trump cards, Long Gang.
Compared with the newly fused Long Gang, Long Xiaoshan's cultivation has also grown over the past few days, and the Long Gang's fusion has become more perfect, far exceeding that of ordinary Gang Yuan.
The shot just now was just a small test.
But it's scary enough.
He faced the eight people and grinned: "You guys had a great time beating me just now. Now, it's my turn."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Xiaoshan's figure shook and crashed directly into the void. The man and the gun merged into one, and the bright purple and gold gun light once again shone in the sky, like a comet falling from the sky.
Ximen Ying's eyes narrowed wildly, and he shouted: "Work together to attack."
The eight of them are all veterans who have experienced battles for a long time. They have rich combat experience. When they saw that the situation was not good, the eight of them immediately formed an attack formation. Their violent energy gathered together and turned into a colorful energy beam with a diameter of several dozen.
Ten kilometers away, it rolled and exploded, destroying everything.
However, Long Xiaoshan did not dodge or avoid.
Unexpectedly, he went up against the trend, crossed the sky, and pierced directly into the violent energy beam.
Boom!
The purple-gold light actually broke through the face with a single point, directly tearing a channel in the thick energy beam, and reached the front of the geniuses.
It's like a steel needle piercing into tofu.
Although the quantity of the combined attack of eight people far exceeds that of Long Xiaoshan, the quality is quite different.
The Long Gang of Long Xiaoshan can directly tear the gap.
Passing through the energy beam.
"not good!"
The faces of Ximen Ying and others changed wildly, and they shouted wildly.
However, it was too late.
Purple light spread across the sky and instantly collided with the eight geniuses. Strong light exploded on the eight people one after another, and then flew out in all directions like gourds rolling on the ground.
Each of them flew dozens of miles before they stabilized their bodies.
Although Long Xiaoshan penetrated the energy beam and consumed a lot of attack power, destroying eight people with one blow, and the power could be said to be dispersed a lot, it still shocked the eight people, and the gun intention penetrated their bodies, making their blood almost
solidification.
Long Xiaoshan laughed.
He then killed eight more people with his backhand.
The eight-man formation had been scattered by him, like a group of lambs being chased by tigers, unable to block Long Xiaoshan's sharp edge.
Bang!
Xu Tianze's silver moon sword wheel was torn apart by a gunshot, and the frost sword flew out of his hand. The gunlight slashed across his neck, bringing up a pool of blood.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
Purple light swept across, and Chen Qiankun's ninety-nine flying swords scattered and flew away. Long Xiaoshan approached Chen Qiankun and blasted him to the ground with one palm.
Immediately afterwards.
He smashed a red python with his backhand and kicked Nian Qiuyun away.
Then they collided with each other, like a high-speed train, and hit Zhou Fuhu. Zhou Fuhu's body shook wildly, and the large holes all over his body exploded repeatedly, and the Arhat's golden body was destroyed inch by inch.
"It's so vulnerable."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes opened between his brows, and golden light shot out one after another.
Destroy the soul skills of Ximen Ying and other Daluo Soul Sect disciples.
He simply threw away the Gangyuan Spear, and his body swayed like a dragon entering the sea. The real dragon swam in the air and appeared next to Ximen Ying. He punched the chief disciple of the inner sect of Daluo Soul Sect until he vomited blood.
In an instant, he flashed next to another person.
In his frightened eyes, he was slapped onto the light screen, and his whole body was stuck there like a hanging painting.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several disciples of Daluo Soul Sect, who lost their spiritual advantage and were worse than the other strong fighting kings, were knocked away by Long Xiaoshan as if they were shattered.
In the blink of an eye.
All the strong fighting kings fell in confusion around the fighting platform.
This scene.
The whole audience was silent.
Falling into deathly silence.
It all happened so fast.
From the moment Long Xiaoshan's divine body was destroyed, everyone thought he was defeated, until he showed up again and swept through the eleven strong fighting kings with every movement of his hands and feet. In fact, it only took a few blinks of an eye.
Let everyone's thoughts be unable to change.
Long Xiaoshan stepped on the void and slowly rose to the heights in the center of the ring. His long purple and gold hair danced wildly in the wind. He looked down at the eleven struggling kings and said calmly: "You want to continue?"
Long Xiaoshan did not kill him, so these eleven people still have the strength to fight again.
But now I was facing the purple-gold arrogant shadow high in the sky.
The throats of these eleven people were rolling, and no one dared to take action again.
The crowd finally reacted.
The belated cheers shook the entire Douluo Arena.
Everyone was red-faced and roaring with excitement. They witnessed an incredible battle, a battle worthy of being recorded in history.
A battle that has never happened before in the entire Douluo Arena.
Long Xiaoshan single-handedly challenged eleven strong fighting kings and won a great victory!
Don't talk about them.
Even the referees in the Douluo Arena looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe the outcome of this battle.
High in the sky.
In the void, there were several voices talking, but no one could see them or hear their voices.
"I'm afraid another super Douluo will be born in the Douluo Arena." A slightly older voice sounded.
"Super Douluo, that's not the case. Even if he defeated the eleven strong fighting kings, strong douluo should be able to do it." Another younger voice did not agree with it.
"Since this battle is an outlier and different from ordinary battles, I propose that we skip the title Douluo and directly confer him the title of Strong Douluo." The old voice did not answer the young voice, but instead gave another suggestion.
"Would it be bad if you directly conferred the title of Strong Douluo? Moreover, this son has a conflict with the Daluo Hun Sect. This battle was caused by the dispute with the Daluo Hun Sect. Therefore, if you can grant him the title of Strong Douluo, Sect Master,
Do you have any ideas?" Another voice spoke.
"The purpose of the establishment of Douluo Arena is to encourage young people to fight with their own passion and fearlessness. This boy has set a good example, which will inspire young people in the entire Far West.
, How could a person like the sect master care about a little dispute among the younger generation? If he knew about it, he would only praise." The old voice said calmly.
"I second the motion."
"Second."
"Second."
…
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Ximen Ying and others left in embarrassment. Long Xiaoshan was worshiped by thousands of people like a victorious hero. This battle undoubtedly pushed his popularity to the top.
Although he is still the King of Strong Fighters at present, I am afraid that even the Strong Fighters are not as famous as him.
A white-haired old man wearing a gold-encrusted robe suddenly appeared on the fighting stage.
"Master of the field." Seeing this person appear, the referees hurriedly bowed and were extremely respectful.
