Lie Yanshi and the other two were also aware of this.
"I'm really very angry. This guy...is exactly the same as my cousin's description."
The fat man Feng Haotian rubbed his chin and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, my cousin is also a proud and arrogant person. The person who can convince him is indeed extraordinary."
"Is there any level of combat power without defect?"
Ying Tianheng's eyes also froze, and suddenly he sneered and said to himself: "Don't you know that everything is good, often lacking in everything? Even if you have the high talent and are so distracted and caring, you will eventually be a waste of water from a bamboo basket, and you can only be a waste!"
The level of combat power of the illusion means that practitioners need to practice many aspects at the same time:
Body skills, attack power, defense power, perception power...
Anything that can be achieved by a strong man if it reaches the extreme can be achieved and exhausted the energy of a strong man. Now, Luo Chen is not only practicing one subject, but even wants to advance in all aspects and practice successfully.
Let me ask, how amazing the energy it will take to do so?
How terrible will the mind and mind it needs to consume?
"No matter how many you are, I only need one sword to defeat you!" Ying Tianheng slowly pulled out the long sword behind him, bent his finger and gently knocked on the sword, and a "buzzing" sounded.
The only one who is a swordsman is confident!
Only those who are extreme in love can be extreme in swords!
Ying Tianheng is undoubtedly a person who is extremely confident in himself. Therefore, even if Luo Chen showed great power, he was not afraid or afraid, and was calm, like a god holding the sky.
At this moment, the battle begins again—
Another strong man jumped onto the battlefield. The strong man didn't play any tricks, but simply punched him out.
The result was very clear. Luo Chen slapped out with a fish and dragon palm, slapped his body away.
Some people also had the idea of consuming Luo Chen's evil power, and they started to go to the dow. As a result, Luo Chen only used the thousand-six changes, so he easily caught up with him and defeated him with one move.
Those who fight with their body skills will be defeated!
Those with sword energy will be defeated!
A person who relies on mysterious weapons will be defeated!
Because it was a fifty-game winning streak initiated by Ying Tianheng, many rules of the competition were different from normal. Not only did the strong lose the strong, they would not be punished too severely, but even external objects such as mysterious weapons can be easily used.
It can be said that it is more difficult to win such a fifty-game winning streak than ordinary ones!
A strong man came up and was quickly defeated. Slowly, everyone next went forward to challenge him as an errand that would handle the matter.
Fortunately, Luo Chen was quite sensible in his actions and did not act rashly, but just defeated the person. Otherwise, these people would be even more depressed and would have to scold Ying Tianheng halfway.
Finally, all the remaining strong men were defeated!
On the competition stage, the young man stood calmly, wearing a mysterious robe, dancing in the wind. Finally, his eyes remained on Ying Tianheng.
Although he did not say a word, his strong fighting spirit was already vigorous!
"Oh!"
A chuckle sounded, and Ying Tianheng stepped down from the void step by step. Every step, he seemed to be in the realm. It seemed as if there was a ladder in the void that could allow him to step on.
Turn virtual into reality, exist in nothingness!
This is already a thought that is almost creation. This move alone has revealed the huge gap between the strong and the truly strong ones before.
Although he is still not as good as a strong man who has become a tai-level player like Mo Xiaodie, he is undoubtedly a person standing at the top in the Four Tribulations Gangsha Realm!
Walking down from the void, Ying Tianheng slowly raised his eyes and looked at Luo Chen: "Well, I really didn't expect that you could actually get to this point. I thought that if you could only last forty people at most, you would exhaust your strength and lose. Now it seems that I underestimate you."
"But that's fine. I'll kill you with my own hands and take your sword intent!"
Accompanied by these absolutely confident words, Ying Tianheng slowly pulled out the long sword behind him. The sword body was slowly pulled out, and a long torn sound was heard, filling the air with a pungent smell of sulfur.
It seemed as if everyone came to the volcanic world all at once, and strong magma was spewing out!
It also seemed that countless debris were burning in the void, burning the space, making the mist dance and the waves were endless.
"It's the Huoliushan Sword Art."
Gao Tianchong's eyes flashed, and a light flashed in his eyes: "It seems that Ying Tianheng really values this opponent. In this way, the boy will probably find it difficult to survive five moves!"
The most difficult part of these fifty consecutive victories is to take over ten moves of the four most powerful people!
These ten moves are the strongest killer moves of the strongest. Even if you have to withstand one person, it will be difficult, let alone four enemies?
"Hey, Boss Gao, it seems that you are likely to miscalculate this time." Feng Haotian next to him said with a smile.
"oh?"
Gao Tianchang frowned, and a little fear came out of his eyes. Although Feng Haotian looked uncontested, he rarely took action in the small world.
However, after seeing this level, it will naturally not be so superficial. If he was asked to choose one of the other three strongest people as his enemy, the first thing he would eliminate was this fat man!
Even, he would rather face Lie Yanshi and Ying Tianheng at the same time than Fatty Feng!
So, Gao Tianchong's tone couldn't help but feel a bit solemn: "What do you say?"
"Well, I can't say it."
After pondering for a while, Fatty Feng gave a laughing and crying answer. Immediately, he smiled: "Boss Gao, it's not that I was deliberately making fun of you, I really don't know. But, I know that it's impossible for Ying Tianheng to solve him within ten moves alone!"
This conclusion was revealed from him, and it was extremely decisive.
Gao Tianchong frowned. He knew Fatty Feng and knew that he was not a person who spoke nonsense. Since this fat man spoke like this, there must be his reason.
However, no matter how he observed it, he could not see any possibility of resisting Ying Tianheng from Luo Chen!
"Shh."
Suddenly, Fatty Feng shrew softly: "The competition has begun."
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Ying Tianheng stabbed out with a sword, and in an instant, a shadow of a mountain rose behind him. The phantom was extremely real, with red all over his body, and there were blazing flames inside him, burning the space with ripples and trembling.
The endless dark clouds spread out layer by layer, and the surging waves made the void filled with a cotton-like shadow—