"Boss! Kill that orc! I'm counting on you to get rich!"
Ji Wubing had never been so excited before, he stood up and shouted.
"Ximen Hao! If you lose, I can't spare you! You have to pay for 200,000 sacred stones!"
Zhan Linghua also shouted, especially the '200,000 divine stones', which attracted the attention of many people.
"Master Ximen! Come on!"
Bi Chi also cheered for Ximen Hao.
"Two fifty! Killed four forty-four! Won eleven games in a row!"
"Kill four four four!"
"Four-four-four! Kill 2-50! We support you!"
"Kill 250!"
As the magic circle opened, the stands became lively, with everyone shouting crazily.
It is rare to see a champion who has won ten games in a row challenge a newcomer who has won one game!
"Hahaha! Four four four! It seems that many people want you to die! Then suffer death!"
"Buzz!"
A square sledgehammer appeared in the hands of Orc No. 250. He kicked off the ring with both feet and ran out, leaving only two deep footprints.
Ximen Hao suddenly felt a fierce aura coming over him. This god-level orc was indeed much more powerful than the orcs below.
"Bang bang bang..."
Ximen Hao raised his hand and fired six shots, dodging the orc's hammer at the same time. All six bullets hit the opponent. In other words, the opponent did not dodge at all, but moved the sledgehammer laterally and continued to hit Ximen Hao.
"Bang!"
The sledgehammer hit him, as if he was hit by a big mountain. He flew out instantly, hit the magic circle, and fell down.
There were also six bullet holes in the orc's body, and there was green blood.
"come out!"
"Puff puff puff..."
The six bullets were squeezed out by the orcs' muscles and flew out, and then the wounds began to heal.
Ximen Hao also got up from the ground and touched the left rib that was hit. Not to mention, apart from the pain, the bones were not broken. It seemed that the body strengthening fluid had a good effect.
Coupled with the protection of God King Tu, the hammer did not cause much damage to him.
"Boy! Your defense is pretty good! It's a pity that your hidden weapon can't kill me."
The orc put the sledgehammer on his shoulder and looked at Ximen Hao disdainfully.
"Kaka!"
Ximen Hao twisted his neck, then smiled:
"Really? Then try this!"
"Qiang!"
The Emperor Tu on his body instantly turned into a Yan Yue knife, igniting with a blood-like light.
"What? His weapons will change!"
"Yes! It can be transformed into armor and weapons. Such artifacts are rare!"
"It seems that this is his main weapon. It turns out that when he killed No. 567 again, he didn't use all his strength at all!"
"It's terrible! It's terrible! When did the one who just broke through become so powerful?"
"..."
There was another discussion in the stands. Ximen Hao was the center of attention wherever he went, because he was a person who often broke other people's outlook on life!
Orc No. 250's expression finally turned serious. He discovered that No. 444 seemed to have endless means, and the opponent's attack might be even more terrifying.
"Death! The wrath of the beast god!"
"roar!"
The orc roared to the sky, the breath of his body began to rage, and the exaggerated muscles on his body became more intense.
"hold head high!"
Ximen Hao's Yanyue Sword let out a loud roar, and a blood dragon flew out and coiled itself on it.
"kill!"
Ximen Hao also wanted to try his current strength and real defense. He didn't need to use the divine power revolver or chase life. He would try close combat first.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the sledgehammer collided with the Yanyue knife, making a muffled sound, and then the two of them separated at the same time.
"Hahaha! Enjoyable! Come again!"
Ximen Hao only felt numbness in his arms. It was the first time he encountered a guy with similar strength to himself in the God's Domain.
"Come again!"
No. 250 opened his mouth in excitement, never expecting that this seemingly weak little human could be so powerful.
“Bang bang bang!”
"Dangdangdang..."
The two began to clash with strength on the ring. There was nothing fancy about it, and every move was so brutal and brutal.
The audience in the stands was silent again. No one thought that No. 444, who was so good at long-range attacks, could be so violent and crazy in close combat!
You know, No. 250 is famous for his strength in this mid-level god's arena, not to mention that the opponent also used the Wrath of the Beast God!
However, as time passed, Ximen Hao's physical strength gradually failed to keep up. Not to mention the fight he had just had, this No. 250 was simply a machine, and the bigger it got, the braver it became!
"Hahaha! Boy! You can take dozens of moves with my beast god's wrath! Even if you die, you can be proud!"
No. 250 suddenly burst out laughing, sounding full of energy, as if he didn't know he was tired.
"Hey! No one is sure to die!"
Ximen Hao suddenly exchanged a blow with No. 250, and then used the opponent's impact to bounce back. Then the Yanyue Sword stood on the ground and took out the phantom clone's magical scroll.
"brush!"
As the scroll opened, Ximen Hao muttered a few words to the writing on the scroll, and then "shuashuashuashua..."
Eight Ximen Hao suddenly appeared on the ring, and each of them held a Yanyue Sword in their hands.
"What?! This isn't..."
No. 250 was suddenly confused. Didn't this magical power belong to No. 567 who just died?
"Weng!"
There was a lot of discussion in the stands. This is so weird. Could it be that the scroll Ximen Hao used just now can swallow other people's magical powers?
"Ximen Hao, how many secrets do you have? No wonder you angered the Beast God for daring to be in the lower realm..."
Zhan Linghua looked at the eight Ximen Hao on the stage, her eyes flickering.
In the past, after she heard her father tell Ximen Hao's situation, she still had a hard time making a choice, but now she has made a decision!
What's more, that time in Zuiyue Tower, that embarrassing time, made her even more reluctant to let go.
"Hahaha! Two hundred and fifty! How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Eight Ximen Hao spoke at the same time, so synchronized that no one except himself could tell which one was the real body and which one was the phantom!
"Hmph! Is this your magical power? Can you devour other people's magical power? You might as well devour mine! Roar!"
No. 250 roared angrily, and the sledgehammer in his hand turned into a whirlwind in front of him, intending to use a large area attack to deal with eight Ximen Hao!
"Hahaha! You can swallow it! But you will be dead by then!"
"brush!"
Eight Ximen Hao rushed towards No. 250 at the same time, forming a siege and began to besiege No. 250!
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing again on the ring, as well as the sound of a phantom explosion being hit by a sledgehammer.
Ximen Hao used the phantom to launch a suicide attack. Although the phantom disappeared, it also left more or less wounds on the orcs' bodies.
"Die!"
A Ximen Hao suddenly jumped up high and chopped off No. 250's forehead.