The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters are arrogant
Chapter 2238
There were bursts of exclamations in the stands.
Mu Wu's form at this time was as if he was a demon crawling out of the Nine Netherworlds, and it was extremely terrifying.
The demonized Mu Wu is extremely vicious.
The body size of the light expanded to a height of thousands of meters, and its aura was several times more terrifying than before.
He raised his hand, and the rolling demonic energy condensed into a trident, flashing the dark iron-like seclusion of the Styx River.
Mu Wu opened his bloody mouth covered with fangs and roared wildly: "Die."
He held up his trident and stabbed it into Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's body moved, flashed to the side, and rumbling, and a large hole hundreds of meters deep appeared on the ground, and the edge was corroded into juice by demonic energy.
Immediately, Mu Wu waved the steel fork repeatedly.
Every hit is extremely violent.
Long Xiaoshan kept flashing, and huge pits appeared on the ground.
Mu Wu roared: "Ant, do you only know how to run? The demon dragon danced wildly."
Mu Wu danced wildly with the steel forks. The steel forks were like high-speed propellers, setting off a terrible demonic storm. The entire ground of the battle platform was blown away by the demonic storm.
The violent demonic energy was raging like a demon dragon.
Long Xiaoshan was also shaking continuously by the violent demonic energy.
Although his divine power can tear apart the demonic energy.
However, the demonized Mu Wu has become too powerful, and the suppression of his body shape alone makes it difficult for Long Xiaoshan to deal with.
"Dharmas the heaven and the earth!"
Long Xiaoshan shouted violently, transformed himself, and his body expanded to three thousand meters high at an extremely fast speed, twice as tall as Mu Wu's.
"Three heads and six arms!"
Immediately afterwards, two heads and four arms grew on Long Xiaoshan's huge divine body.
The divine body is towering and towering, and the divine light is vast.
Mu Wu's steel fork suddenly penetrated on the huge divine body. After only a few meters deep, it was burned by the divine power and kept melting.
Mu Wu raised his head in horror.
Just now, Long Xiaoshan was as big as a fly in his eyes, but in a blink of an eye it became so majestic, like a sacred mountain, the strong divine light that burst out was even more blinding to his eyes.
For him, the devil, that vast divine power is the most terrifying poison in the world.
Long Xiaoshan raised his foot and stepped on it violently.
It's like the collapse of the pillar of heaven.
Looking at the huge footboard that was approaching at a very fast speed, Mu Wu was frightened and retreated quickly. However, the huge footboard seemed to cover the four poles of heaven and earth, rumbling!
Mu Wu was trampled to the ground.
Long Xiaoshan even showed his six arms together and grabbed Mu Wu's four hands, four legs and head.
Pull it up in the air, spread your hands and feet, and presents large characters.
Then the six arms were shocked.
ah!
Mu Wu screamed wildly, his hands, feet, and head were broken, like five horses dismembering their corpses, and the demon blood splattered, spilling all over the entire battle platform.
This terrifying scene shocked the audience.
As the demonic energy rolled, a figure fell on the ring.
Mu Wu's face was pale.
Of course, the huge demon body is not a physical entity, but a magical skill he has practiced recently. He was dismembered by Long Xiaoshan, but actually seriously injured Mu Wu, and the feeling of dismemberment is so real.
Although he is a demon, it is no different from being dismembered by himself.
There was no more ferocious and ferocious Mu Wu's face, only fear from the depths of his soul.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan's huge body step by step, his golden hands grabbed down like a huge palm covering the sky, Mu Wu rolled and crawled, screaming shrillly: "I, I admit defeat, don't, don't kill me."
With Mu Wu's nature of cultivating demons, he shouldn't have been so afraid of death.
But Long Xiaoshan's divine power was too restrained by him.
The pressure that invaded the soul made Mu Wu, the cruel devil, tremble and beg for mercy.
"Long Xiaoshan, win!"
The referee terminated the game.
The whole audience was thunderous.
Sure enough, even the powerful King of Fighting could not stop Long Xiaoshan, and even a fierce figure like the mad demon Mu Wu was swept across like a devastating Long Xiaoshan.
In the VIP room.
The gathered strong fighting kings all looked extremely solemn.
Ximen Ying said in a low voice: "It seems that we have underestimated him. This guy definitely has Douluo-level strength, and he is not an ordinary Douluo."
No one refuted.
A speechless pressure enveloped the entire VIP room.
Ximen Ying said nothing wrong.
Mu Wu is the strong fighting king with 68 consecutive victories. He can become Douluo with just two consecutive victories.
Although these two consecutive wins may be very difficult.
But the gap between Mu Wu and Douluo is definitely not as big as that between him and Long Xiaoshan on the ring just now.
That's the real crush.
Mu Wu had no power to compete in front of Long Xiaoshan.
This made Ximen Ying doubt today's wheel battle. Is their wheel battle useful in front of such a strong and domineering Long Xiaoshan?
Among them, even if some of them are stronger than Mu Wu, they will be at most six or four, and they will be the most one or two percent stronger.
What's more, the disciples of Daluo Soul Sect were restrained by Long Xiaoshan.
Can they block Long Xiaoshan?
At this moment, Long Xiaoshan stepped in the center of the arena. He did not dissipate his divine body, his huge divine body was like a divine mountain.
His eyes suddenly looked straight into the direction of the VIP room, and his roar was like thunder: "Don't waste time, let's go together, how many people have come to your Daluo Soul Sect? I'll fight you all by myself."
Woo--
The entire Douluo Field was ignited by Long Xiaoshan's words, and the exclamation almost overturned the roof. If there was a roof in the Douluo Field.
Long Xiaoshan actually wants to fight against everyone in Daluo Soul Sect alone.
Too arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Too arrogant!
What do you think of Daluo Soul Sect?
What do you think of the genius in the extreme west?
Long Xiaoshan actually had to pick ten or even more.
Since the establishment of Douluo Field, there has probably never been such an arrogant and domineering person, but—
It's really passionate.
In the extreme west, people have always been strong and worship the strong.
If Long Xiaoshan is just a verbal person, then no one will stand on his side. However, Long Xiaoshan has proved himself with so many days of winning streak. The battle that swept Mu Wu just now proved him.
Strong enough to match his arrogance.
So when Long Xiaoshan opens his mouth, he has to pick all of it.
Everyone was crazy.
Stand up and clamor.
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
Click—
In the VIP room, Ximen Ying suddenly slapped the stone table in front of him. He was always as calm as a mountain, and his eyes were flushed at this time, like a crazy bull: "Sir, I'm too bullying."
"Bastard, who do he think he is?"
"Even if the strong Douluo dares to challenge the ten strong Douluo kings, I have never seen such a domineering and arrogant person."
"Stop talking nonsense, fuck him to death."
The other strong fighting kings in the VIP room were also blushed and looked devouring.
It's really annoying.
They were worried just now that it was indeed because Long Xiaoshan's strength was unexpected, but wheel battles and sieges were completely different.
The wheel battle is one-on-one, and Long Xiaoshan wants to fight them one by one, not just arrogantly.
They weren't treated as human beings.
Bang!
The door of the VIP room exploded directly.
More than a dozen figures emerged from the air, and the violent aura filled the sky, making it difficult for everyone in the audience to breathe.