Since the beginning of the potential martial arts battle, something wonderful has finally appeared.
It was a desperate cry and confrontation between the two teams. What no one could have imagined was that this actually happened between the ninth clan and an eighty-three clan. It was not a battle between two top ten clans.
Pang Hong was the one who stirred up this storm.
In the first battle, he defeated Wang Zhong forcefully.
The second strong man from the ninth clan comes on stage.
He wanted to avenge Wang Zhong and save the face of the Ninth Clan at the beginning. After all, he lost at the beginning. And he lost to the Eighty-Three Clan. That was quite embarrassing.
"Go to hell."
A fight to the death. The shock begins.
This time the person who came to power was stronger than Wang Zhong, but in Pang Hong's eyes, it was still nothing. He still didn't transform into a dragon, so he beat his opponent back with blood spurting out.
The second person fell at the feet of the ninth clan.
Seeing this scene, the ninth tribe was completely angry. Their nobility and superiority were provoked. This was intolerable to them.
Pang Hong looked at the people of the Ninth Clan with cold eyes and arrogance. He knew his responsibilities. He came here with morale on his shoulders. Not only could he not lose, but he also had to win beautifully. Only then would he be able to complete his mission today.
"Are the so-called top ten ninth tribes just at this level? It seems that today, our eighty-three tribes are going to become the new ninth tribe."
Pang Hong couldn't help but sneer.
For the ninth tribe, the provocation of the weak is even more humiliating.
"You bastard. Even after winning two games, you still dare to say such arrogant words. Let me kill you."
"A frog in a well. Who do you think you are?"
Suddenly, a large number of warriors swarmed towards the Raging Dragon battlefield.
Mu Huan was secretly communicating with Liang Teng at this time.
"Boy, is there something wrong with your brain? Let me say one more thing. If you still don't understand, after today's battle ends, you will be disbanded and expelled from Slaughter Dragon City. I will also send people to assassinate you. Let all of you die. There will be none left. Especially you and this person on the stage. I will take away your inherited essence and blood."
Liang Teng responded with an indifferent look.
They are indeed afraid of such a threat, but as the saying goes, they would rather die than lose. This is honor and dignity. Mu Huan will not understand.
Therefore, it was as if Liang Teng didn't hear what he said.
"If you really want to die, then you can't blame me."
Mu Huan sneered coldly. He had to break the self-confidence and morale of these idiots. So he stopped the crowd from swarming. Instead, he said: "Mu Li, go up."
Mu Li was a girl beside him. She was also the one who had followed him and threatened Liang Teng and the others.
"I."
The tall girl was a little disdainful. She was at least in the top three among the Ninth Clan. She actually let herself deal with such people. She really looked up to them. Muli thought that there was no need for her to appear in the previous games. .
"Okay. I'll just get rid of this idiot."
Mu Li raised his eyebrows and said helplessly.
Seeing her take action, the Ninth Clan finally calmed down.
"Haha. Mu Li takes action. This kid is dead. He is so arrogant in front of our ninth clan. He really doesn't know what is good and what is evil."
In the admiring eyes of everyone, the tall girl with snow-white skin, graceful appearance and arrogant face rushed onto the stage. She rolled her eyes at Pang Hong and said, "Muli, the ninth clan, take action."
That tone did not put Pang Hong in his eyes at all.
"Ding."
Pang Hong placed the halberd in his hand on the ground.
He knew the guy in front of him. He was the niece of Mu Huan. He was of noble birth and had a cold expression. Even at this moment, he looked disgusting as he was fighting Pang Hong.
Behind him are a thousand brothers and sisters cheering for Pang Hong.
He suddenly smiled and said: "If I defeat you, you will know my determination to fight against the dragon clan."
Mu Li was noncommittal, but couldn't help but laugh. It was like hearing a joke.
But she didn't expect that Pang Hong was the one who really had the strength to fight him. When he said the last word, his whole person turned into a purple phantom, and he went away violently with the halberd in his hand.
"Can your halberd break my Snowy Heaven Armor?" Mu Li's body showed a snow-white Taoist weapon woven from feathers, forming a protective shield with nearly three hundred Dao lines. Compared with the huge Hong's Taoist tools are simply far superior.
This is their difference.
However, this cannot stop Pang Hong's determination.
burst.
The two suddenly fought.
The violence of Pang Hong's attack instantly exceeded her imagination.
It's not because he's powerful, but because he's crazy. He doesn't want his life. His purple halberd hits the snowy and rainy armor again and again. Even if it can't hurt her, it still scares her.
clang clang clang.
On the battlefield, there was a fierce battle between purple and white. Although Mu Li had Snow and Rain Armor, the fact was that she still let Pang Hong chase her.
"Go away."
She hates this disgusting opponent so much. It has simply dropped her level.
Pang Hong fought to the death without saying a word. His ferocity gave the Zhanlong clan tremendous power. At least they were fighting a fair fight now.
boom.
Mu Li was merciless once and was hit directly in the head. If it weren't for the Snow and Rain Sky Armor, she would be dead at this moment.
She fell to the ground. Her head was buzzing. There was even blood flowing out of the corner of her mouth.
At that moment, she was simply stunned. The aloof goddess was knocked off the altar by Pang Hongyi's halberd.
This is just the beginning.
At this moment, Pang Hong is just a beast. He doesn't show the slightest pity. All he has is the will to fight. The will to fight would rather die than surrender.
Mu Li turned into a dragon in anger.
The same is the super divine dragon, Tianxue Lilong.
This time, Pang Hong finally appeared and transformed into the Purple Sky Sky Honglong. The two dragons began to fight fiercely and charge on the Raging Dragon battlefield. From this point on, Mu Li's snow and rain sky armor could no longer work. The battle between the two began. The battle was fierce. Muli was also full of fighting spirit. But compared to Pang Hong's desperate efforts, she was still too young.
The actual strength of the two is almost the same. Even Muli, who has many Taoist weapons, is a bit superior. But when faced with Pang Hong's desperate fighting style, she quickly fell into a disadvantage.
"How can it be."
Muli was stunned again. The purple sky dragon ignored her attack. It was dripping with blood and rushed to her eyes. The forcibly installed dragon tail instantly wrapped around her neck. She pulled hard. Muli was immediately stunned. There is a pain of having your neck strangled.
"let me go……"
At this moment, her face was pale, her whole body was shaking, and she no longer had the strength to resist.
The battle ended. Such a scene simply caused a sensation in the whole place.
Zixiao Tianhonglong was covered in blood, but without even frowning, she directly threw Tianxue Lilong away, causing her proud and huge dragon body to collapse in front of everyone in the ninth clan.
Pang Hong ignored the blood on his body. He was flying on the angry dragon battlefield. His bloody eyes were still staring at the Ninth Clan. He shouted in a deep voice: "The Ninth Clan. Is there anyone strong?"
This is provocation. It is also release.
"Pang Hong."
Everyone on the Zhanlong clan went crazy. Most of them had tears in their eyes. The feeling of finally being proud and proud made their souls tremble.
Everyone has to fight. This is just the beginning.
The Ninth Clan is making a fuss here.
Mu Huan stood there blankly. His eyes were already very gloomy. Liang Teng's decision puzzled him. But now there was nothing he could do. He couldn't openly break the rules in public.
However, even Mu Li was defeated.
How could these eighty-three tribes be so strong?
Mu Huan predicted that Mu Li and Pang Hong were equally powerful, but that Taoist weapons would have the upper hand, so he let her go up. He ignored the fact that the pampered girl was no match for the lunatic.
He suddenly panicked in his heart. The Ninth Clans would not be defeated today. They would lose at the hands of these madmen.
The only consolation is that after the battle with Mu Li, Pang Hong was injured and even began to lose strength.
"The Ninth Clan. Who is coming?"
Although Pang Hong was injured, he still hovered proudly in the air.
Many elders remember his name.
This person reminds most people of Long Chen.
In fact, what no one knew was that Long Chen had returned. He was standing in a corner, watching all this. The person next to him was Qian Xue Huang of Young Dragon Palace.
"These children are going to reverse course today. Did you teach them to resist?" Qian Xuehuang asked calmly.
"That's their nature."
Long Chen also saw himself in them. He couldn't help but feel a little bit.
"You are not going over. They are looking forward to the return of your backbone." Qianxue Huang said.
Long Chen shook his head and said: "They don't need me. Without me, they will be braver. This is the transformation of life. After passing this hurdle, they will be reborn."
He just needs to watch from here.
When Mu Li was defeated, it meant that the Ninth Clan no longer believed in them and had to regard them as powerful enemies.
"He is at the end of his strength. I will go up and defeat him."
A warrior whose cultivation level ranked among the top ten in the Ninth Clan rushed forward.
He was in his prime, while Pang Hong was at the end of his rope.
Another fight to the death.
What is shocking is that Pang Hong defeated again.
He was covered in blood and scarred, but his eyes were still strong, cold, and proud.
He said again: "The ninth clan, no one can fight."
This huge provocation would drive everyone in the Ninth Clan crazy.
Pang Hong alone killed two of their top ten masters in a row.
"Don't waste the master. He's dying. I'll go up."
Another late-stage Liangyi warrior rushed forward. His strength was not yet in the top ten.
He thought there would be no problem in fighting Pang Hong, who was almost fallen. But when the Zixiao Honglong rushed forward regardless of everything, the fighting spirit and indifference in its eyes made him panic.
The ninth clan. Another defeat.
Pang Hong stands proudly in the sky. Although he is covered in blood, he is simply an undefeated myth.
The Zhanlong clan had tears in their eyes. Pang Hong had made a very good start.
"Pang Hong, it's our turn." Luo Yan said worriedly.
Pang Hong laughed loudly and said: "No, I can fight ten more. Just watch."
Mu Huan took a deep breath. He was going crazy.
He's injured like this and has to fight ten more times. How is this possible?