Those watching the battle opened their eyes wide with horror.
They were not frightened and killed more than a hundred people. In the turbulent star sea, people died all the time. It was too normal. They were frightened by the strength of Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.
One, kill a peak king with one move.
One man, with a wave of his hand, killed hundreds of masters. Among them, there were many great masters at the ninth level of the Martial King. They were all killed in an instant.
The strength of the two of them is very astonishing.
Those who coveted Xie Nianqing's beauty at first felt cold in their hearts, secretly glad that they had not done anything, otherwise they would have died.
Now, when they look at Xie Nianqing, their eyes no longer have that kind of passion and greed, but only fear and fear.
Lu Ming glanced at the crowd, and everyone's expressions fell into his eyes.
Lu Ming had a deeper understanding of the word riot in the star sea.
Riot Xinghai, if you are kind and soft-hearted, then everyone will bully you.
And once your methods are more ruthless and more aggressive than others, then everyone will be afraid of you.
Lu Ming's body flashed and he swallowed the essence and blood of all the members of the Lone Wolf Adventure Group.
"Let's go!"
Then, he and Xie Nianqing left here.
Soon, the two returned to the city.
The two planned to find an inn to stay in first, then buy a map of the Riotous Star Sea, and then look for a suitable place to practice.
When the two of them first returned to the city, they saw many people flying in one direction.
"Go to the fighting platform! The King of Hell has taken action again. This time the opponent is said to be the old monster of Qi Chan!"
"What? The King of Hell is facing off against Qi Chan. The old monster Qi Chan hasn't made a move for several years. Let's go and have a look!"
"This battle will definitely be exciting."
One after another, figures flew quickly in one direction.
"Fate Battle Platform?"
Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were stunned for a moment, a little curious.
It seems that it is a duel between two strong men. What kind of strong man can attract so many people to watch?
“Go and see!”
Xie Nianqing looked at Lu Ming.
"That's what I meant!"
Lu Ming smiled, and then the two of them followed the crowd and headed forward.
After a while, we arrived in front of a huge building.
This building was round and huge. As they approached, they heard huge cheers and roars coming from inside.
"Could it be that the war has already started? You won't be late. Come in quickly!"
Many people flew to the door of the building.
"If you pay all the fees, you will get two hundred top-quality spiritual crystals per person!"
Someone was guarding the gate, stopping everyone and yelling.
"This is my spiritual crystal, take it!"
Many people handed over the best spiritual crystals and hurriedly walked into the building.
But there are too many people and you need to queue up.
"There are so many people. It seems that the King of Hell and the old monster Qi Chan are extraordinary!"
Lu Ming thought to himself.
After a while, it was their turn and they walked in.
The inside of the building is circular, with a huge battle platform several miles long and wide in the middle, and surrounded by ring-shaped stands with hundreds of floors, which can seat at least hundreds of thousands of people.
After the two walked in, they found that there were at least over 100,000 people sitting in the surrounding stands.
The battlefield was empty, with no one at all, only a pool of blood.
"What's going on? Where are the people? Isn't it the King of Hell fighting against the old monster of Qi Chan? Why don't you see anyone?"
"Yes, where are the people?"
People coming in from behind shouted.
"People? We just came now, where are the people? The war is over."
There is humanity.
"What? The war is over. What's the result? What's the result? Who won?"
"The King of Hell, the King of Hell won. The King of Hell fought with the old monster Qi Chan with hundreds of moves. In the end, the old monster Qi Chan was killed by the King of Hell's sword!"
"Wochao, I'm actually late. What a shame. Two hundred top-quality spiritual crystals were wasted."
"Let's watch other duels!"
Many people who came late sighed and looked for seats to sit down.
"Mr. Lu, thank you, Miss!"
Suddenly, Lu Ming heard a sweet cry.
"Luo Xin!"
He turned around and saw a young woman walking towards him, it was Luo Xin.
Next to Luo Xin, there were two people following, one was Chen Zhao, and the other was in his thirties, extremely tall, and looked somewhat similar to Chen Zhao.
"Miss Luo!"
Lu Ming smiled.
"Mr. Lu, Miss Xie, what a coincidence, are you also here to watch the duel at the Fate Battle Platform?"
Luo Xin smiled.
"Not bad, but I seem to have missed it!" Lu Ming said.
"Yes, the King of Hell is a top powerhouse who has recently emerged. He has never lost a battle at the peak king level and has won 19 consecutive victories. With this battle, he has won 20 consecutive victories."
"As for the old monster Qi Chan, he has lived for nearly eight hundred years and has practiced for so many years. His combat power is also extremely terrifying. He has almost no opponents among the peak kings. He has also won nineteen consecutive victories in the life battle arena. Many
Everyone is looking forward to a battle between the two? I didn’t expect that this battle came so suddenly, and it’s a pity that I missed it!”
Luo Xindao also showed a hint of pity.
"Nineteen consecutive victories in one battle between the top kings?"
Lu Ming also showed interest.
"Mr. Lu, Miss Xie, there should be other duels next, let's find a seat and sit down!"
Luo Xin said.
Immediately, several people found an empty seat in a row and sat down.
Beside him, Chen Zhao kept a gloomy face and said nothing.
Whoosh!
At this time, a figure rushed onto the battlefield. This was a bald old man, with the aura of the seventh-level Martial King clearly visible on his body.
"Who will fight with me?"
The old man shouted.
"I'll kill you!"
A bald man rushed onto the high platform, also showing the seventh level of King Wu's cultivation.
"Haha, really? Your storage ring is mine!"
The old man smiled coldly.
"I should say this. I've taken a liking to your storage ring."
The bald man also sneered, and a sword appeared in his hand, killing the bald old man.
The bald old man took out an iron rod and faced it.
Boom! Boom!...
The two fought fiercely together.
However, after dozens of moves, the bald old man had completely gained the upper hand.
"Haha, die!"
The bald old man laughed, and the iron rod hit the bald man like a storm.
The bald man retreated step by step. After a dozen moves, the bald old man hit the bald man on the chest with a stick. The bald man screamed, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking from his body. He was thrown backwards and fell to the fighting platform.
, blood spurted out from his mouth.
"I give up, I give up!"
The bald man yelled.
"Admit defeat? It's too late to admit defeat now, just die!"
The bald man roared, flew up, and hit the bald man on the head with the iron rod. The bald man's brain suddenly burst and he died on the spot.
"Haha, the storage ring is mine!"
The bald old man put away the bald man's storage ring and laughed.