Although Dongfang Zheng relied on the thoroughness of Xuanwu Divine Armor, he also had no strength to fight anymore and could only withdraw sadly.
Hearing Feng Hao's words, Dongfang Zheng knew that he had succeeded. Even if he was lifted off the ring, he was extremely happy.
After all, he killed an ancient bloodline warrior of the Mangyan clan, which was equivalent to weakening the strength of the Mangyan clan.
Compared with the cheers from the human race, everyone in the Mangyan clan camp looked a little gloomy, even ugly, ferocious and terrifying. Even the elder of the Mangyan clan on the high platform was like this. Flashing fiercely, overflowing with murderous intent,
There are very few ancient bloodline experts, and it is even rarer to find one with pure bloodline. But now, one of them has been killed. One can imagine the mood of the Mangyan clan.
"asshole."
With an angry scolding, another person rushed out from the Mangyan clan and entered the ring. He looked only middle-aged, and his aura was surging, like the ups and downs of the vast sea, giving people the illusion that he could destroy the world. People's breathing could not help but slow down,
The middle-aged man's gaze swept across Dongfang Zheng and Feng Hao like a blade, sharp to the bone. He desperately wanted to kill these two people at all costs, just because he wanted to suppress this impulse, so he continued His body was trembling slightly, and his whole body was filled with momentum, causing the surrounding space to sway, slowly rising and falling like waves.
There is no doubt that this middle-aged man is also one of the ancient bloodline, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the holy level. In normal times, this cultivation level can definitely dominate the world.
The person in charge of Jiuyou Mansion and the person in charge of Shura Mansion looked at each other, and then he walked straight towards the ring,
"boom……"
As soon as the person in charge of Jiuyou Mansion entered the ring, he immediately suffered the crazy blow from the middle-aged man. He was like a madman, holding a tower-shaped holy weapon, causing waves of afterimages, like if The raindrops fell like crazy, and the person in charge of Jiuyou Mansion fell back repeatedly. In the end, he used a round mirror like the Nether Sea to resist his crazy offensive.
This fight was undoubtedly the most violent one. One wanted revenge, and the other was also fired. Both of them fought with all their strength. Suddenly, the arena was enveloped by fierce winds and deafening explosions. The noise continued, making everyone outside the ring tremble with fear.
This crazy offensive ended with a violent explosion and a figure retreating in an awkward manner.
The one who exited the arena was the person in charge of Jiuyou Mansion. At this moment, he was also quite miserable. His body was covered with scars, especially the palm holding the round mirror, which was dripping with blood from the shock. His whole arm was covered with bruises. It is full of cracks, as terrifying as a rice field cracked due to dryness,
It can be seen that the power of the middle-aged man's offensive is unbearable even for people with similar strength at the same level.
However, although the person in charge of Jiuyou Mansion was defeated, he made the middle-aged man pay a price in blood. At this moment, although the middle-aged man was in the ring, he was still panting, and blood was flowing down his face. The palm holding the tower-shaped holy soldier dropped to the ground,
It can be seen that the price he paid is not low. Even his momentum has slumped down. It is not as vast and violent as before. Obviously, after such consumption, he no longer has the strength to fight anymore.
Although the game was restored, there were no cheers among the Mangyan clan. Everyone had heavy faces and looked at the human camp, all showing fierce murderous intent.
No matter how unwilling he was, seeing that the person in charge of the Shura Mansion was already walking towards the ring, the middle-aged man still withdrew from the ring at the signal of the person in charge of the Mangyan clan.
As the person in charge, what he needs is to calmly treat everything that may happen.
He knew very well that this middle-aged man had no strength to fight anymore. If he stayed in the ring, he would definitely be killed.
One person has been lost, and he doesn't want any of these pillars to collapse.
After this middle-aged man went down, he was naturally replaced by an old man who also had ancient blood.
“Boom…”
As the old man stepped onto the ring, a burst of blood-red divine energy erupted directly from the person in charge of the Shura Mansion. Almost instantly, it enveloped the entire ring, as if it were a sea of blood slowly rising and falling. with,
This kind of blood energy has unparalleled corrosive properties, and it is pervasive. Feeling the pain like a needle prick, the old man's face changed, and a terrifying divine energy burst out from all over his body. To resist the erosion of this blood energy,
However, something strange happened. The corrosive power of this blood energy was so powerful that it exceeded everyone's expectations. Even the divine energy burst out by the old man could corrode and penetrate into every hole. Wisps and strands, like steel needles, penetrated in,
"hateful."
The old man increased the output of his divine energy, but found that it still had little effect. After scolding, he suddenly rose up, dragging an afterimage, and hit the person in charge of Shura Mansion, making a look like he wanted to The posture of dying together,
However, with such an advantage, how could the person in charge of the Shura Mansion foolishly fight with this wild wolf as if it were trapped in an iron cage?
He walked in the blood-filled arena, avoiding the old man's attacks again and again. Unless he was forced to do so, he would never collide with him.
This was a long battle. Although he was sure of winning, in order to preserve his strength, the person in charge of the Shura Mansion chose to use the advantage of blood energy to bring down his opponent.
An hour later, he succeeded. Almost all the divine energy in the old man's body was penetrated by blood energy, and his whole body was already dripping with blood, just like a ghost crawling out of a blood pool.
Also because of the flow of blood, the old man's momentum gradually weakened. What he saw was the person in charge of the Shura Mansion who was still as nimble as a fish swimming in the sea of blood. He had no strength to fight anymore and finally chose to withdraw from the ring.
Won, completely won. Although the person in charge of the Shura Mansion suffered a certain amount of exhaustion, he could still fight again. He stood in the blood-filled arena, his eyes were red, and even every hair turned extremely bright red. If he were a god in the sea of Shura blood, with an awe-inspiring aura and looking down upon the world,
"Is there anyone in the Mangyan clan who dares to fight me?"