Terrible speed, terrible power!

"The Bloody Fighting must save his energy, and he is ending the battle in the fastest way." A white-haired old man said tremblingly.

"No wonder this person said he would not leave a living mouth. With this thunderous method, if his cultivation is insufficient, the challenger will have no chance to admit defeat."

"We underestimate this Jiuzhou Sword God. He is probably at the same level as Ying Bufan."

"Although these treasures look tempting, they have to be killed. I think it's okay. I'll wait until the Ershang takes action before he can see the difference."

Qincheng's four battles were all crushing opponents, which also calmed down most of the monks and put away their previous greed.

"Haha, what a bunch of trash! But that boy showed you a bloody and cruel scene. Are you afraid of being like this? Just give each of you a turtle lid and retract it into it, okay?"

"He is worthy of Ying Bufan's strength?"

But among the common words, there was also a discordant voice.

At this time, behind the main hall, someone stood up coldly and laughed at him.

"You step on the horse..."

After hearing this man's sarcasm, many monks had a bad temper and wanted to curse when they turned around.

But as soon as they saw the visiting people, these monks seemed to be scared out of fear. Even if they were scolded, they quickly closed their mouths and did not dare to fight back.

"Liu Feng."

"It's Liu Zun."

Seeing the monk in front of him who was not good-looking but had a sharp breath like a sharp blade, he slowly stood up. The man in the black python robe, many monks in the hall changed their faces.

In the bloody ring, the composition of monks is quite complicated.

Some people like the Cold Woman and the Lu brothers came to experience life-and-death battles and hone their skills.

There are also people who make a living by fighting and killing people, and they enjoy fighting and bloodthirsty.

Blood Tu is, Black Wind Old Man, and the man in front of him is even more so, and his reputation is ten thousand times stronger than Blood Tu.

Such monks have been known to many people because they stayed in the bloody storm for many years, fought countless times and were extremely powerful, as if they were invincible.

The best of them will be ranked even by the bloody roster.

There are people who are convenient for the world, and there are places where there are worlds, the places where there are worlds are levels.

In the bloody game, except for the monks who were offered or controlled by the bloody game, the ten most powerful people in the bloody game are called the ten bloody game masters.

This ranking may not be of little use outside the Shadow Hall, but in the bloody battle, Shadow Hall will even give these strong men some extra treatment and rights to provide them comfortably. Even when calling these ten people's names, the word "Zun" will be added to show respect.

The man Liu Feng is a rare monk named after his name in the Bloody Ring. He is also ranked eighth among the ten battle masters of the Bloody Ring.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Liu Feng spoke again.

"A major hidden danger of Thunder's attack is that if he cannot kill people, the consumption of spiritual energy will be even more severe, and even locked up in a cocoon. These six dead people are not considered the top ten of our bloody striking champions. He is worthy of it if he wants to break through our bloody striking masters!"

"That's right, this kid is not old and has no three heads and six arms. If you want to kill him, it's just to see if we beat ten bloody horses and are willing to join forces."

At this time, another skinny old man stood up behind him.

This old man is also one of the ten bloody gangsters, named the old man with a Vine, and ranks seventh.

"Looking at you cowardly, you can be scared by a newcomer by bloody monks? It's ridiculous and embarrassing!"

"I am so ashamed to be in the same palace as you!"

The skinny old man glanced at everyone and sneered again.

After being sarcastic by Liu Feng and the old man Ku Teng, the cultivators dared not speak out, and lowered their heads and did not say anything.

"I have a good relationship with the two fellow Taoists before. If Fellow Daoist Liu doesn't dislike him, how can you and me cooperate?" Old Man Ku Teng smiled.

"Of course, I actually wanted to deal with him alone, but due to the rules, you and I have to appear together." Liu Feng also touched his chin and said helplessly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then saw the treasures on the jade platform, and a hint of greed passed by.

As the monks ahead were defeated repeatedly, the rewards of the bloody beating doubled again.

Qin Cheng's thunder attack was like a basin of cold water, which wiped out the fantasies in the hearts of many people.

But for the top ten strong men in the bloody roster, Qin Cheng is still not invincible.

"Bah, I'm talking so lively, it's not like two to one."

When Liu Feng and the old man Ku Teng left, there was a voice transmission sentiment in the hall that was despised by familiar people.

"Yes, these two people are really hypocritical. I'm afraid they can't deal with the Kyushu Sword God alone, and they say it's so nice."

"Anyway, let's watch the fun next time. Ten bloody pounders have reached their current status by relying on their strength. They are much better than the people before, and they have a more thorough understanding of the battle situation. Maybe they have the means to deal with this guy."

"You'll know just look."

When the bloody beating was in, when Elder Qu learned that Liu Feng and others were going to participate, he also showed a hint of relaxation in his tense expression.

The light flashed, and just opposite Qincheng, the figures of Liu Feng and the old man Ku Teng appeared.

When many of the monks around were surprised to see these two people.

"It's Ten Masters who took action, it seems that they can't help but the bloody strike."

"I heard that in the past, the bloody battle was fought, and only after the seventh battle would there be ten people on the stage. This is the fifth game..."

"It's indeed a bit special, but it's normal to think about it. Kyushu Sword God is in seconds every game, and his methods are simply crushing. The people who were sent to the bloody striking are here to deliver food."

"But this time I changed it to ten, but both of them are. I don't know what they will be like."

"The outcome is unpredictable, but it must be very anxious."

"Look, it's starting."

In the bloody beating, Liu Feng and the old man withered vine sacrificed their own treasures and stared at Qincheng.

"Take out your immortal weapon, don't say we bullied you." Liu Feng looked down at Qin Cheng and shouted.

Qin Cheng looked at the two of them, but just hooked his fingers.

The meaning is very obvious. You two are not worthy of my use of weapons.

"Crazy!"

The old man withered vine narrowed his triangle eyes and cursed inwardly.

He and Liu Feng looked at each other, then flew out suddenly.

One on the left and the other on the right, the treasures in their hands were instantly shining brightly.

In the hands of the old man withered vine, there was a strange piece of withered vine, but under the infusion of spiritual energy, the vine seemed to come alive and began to twist and grow continuously. In an instant, it turned into a towering vine space like a towering tree.

Swallowing!

The vines separated were like tentacles, and the front end was as sharp as sword blades, intertwining into a net of heaven and earth in the sky, shooting towards Qincheng.

"You're not dead yet."
Chapter completed!