This is the first time Long Chen has heard the term innate combat body. From what Lan Ling'er meant, it seems that the star combat body, Lei Yan combat body and Zhenwu demon body that Long Chen has been practicing are all acquired body refining combat skills. .And Zhao Danchen’s golden fighting body was the physique he had from birth.
Seeing the doubtful look in Long Chen's eyes, Lan Ling'er continued: "There are very few people who are born with innate combat bodies. As far as I know, Zhao Danchen is the only one in the entire Shenwu Holy Dynasty who has it. Such a heaven-defying talent. If it weren't for this golden battle body, he wouldn't have the terrifying strength he has today. Then the Martial Emperor Zhao Wuji might not accept him as his only direct disciple."
After listening to Lan Ling'er's words, Long Chen also roughly understood the innate combat body. Indeed, he had never seen it before. To put it this way, this Zhao Danchen was really strong. Long Chen knew that even if he met him .I’m afraid there’s no chance of winning. It’s a completely certain death outcome.
However, under Zhao Danchen's terrifying pressure, Lei Zhen and the others still dared to choose to fight to the death. This shows how great the courage of the Zhan clan is. This time, they came with the attitude of facing death.
While Long Chen and Lan Ling'er were talking, among the martial alliance, the person who was going to compete in the first gambling battle had already entered the stage. He was a man wearing a khaki robe. He was very thin, and his body was extremely tall. His eyes were filled with coldness. The sharp edge. The whole person looks like a sword. The sharp edge of the sword.
Of course, he did hold a sword in his hand at this time.
"Junior brother..." On the other side of Long Chen, Jian Chen frowned. He had seen this man a long time ago. He did not expect that the person who represented the Martial Alliance in the first battle would be him.
Hearing the word junior brother, Long Chen roughly knew the identity of this warrior in yellow clothes.
Jian Chen said to everyone: "This is the disciple of Sikong Sword Master. His strength is no less than mine. Others call him the Underworld Sword King. The sword he holds in his hand is the Underworld Sword of the same series as my Yunxiao Sword. He practices Huangquan Sword Code."
The Sword King of Underworld.
Jian Chen's strength is quite strong among the first level of the Earth Martial Realm. After all, he is a veritable sword warrior. Since he said that the strength of the Underworld Sword King is comparable to him, if Lei Zhen goes out, the final result will be .It is also difficult to predict. It is impossible to achieve a guaranteed victory.
Of course, it would be different if Mo Xiaolang took action.
Huangquan Sword King had just arrived at the field. His eyes like sword blades were cast on Jian Chen. He said coldly: "The beast who betrayed the master and killed the master and ancestors. I know it is you who is going to fight today. Hurry up. Get out of here. I finally got this opportunity just to kill you, Jian Chen."
His voice was hoarse and cold. It was like a sword piercing everyone. You could tell just from the sound of his voice that this man was definitely not a weakling.
However, did he think it was Jian Chen who was going to fight today?
Then he was completely wrong. Jian Chen's strength is indeed very strong, but he may not be able to win completely. Therefore, Jian Chen said directly: "You think too much. The War Clan and the Dragon Clan have many masters. Strong ones. Countless. I will be the one to show off your shame in that turn. Of course, there will be experts to deal with you. In addition, you betrayed the master and killed the master and ancestors. Don’t give me such a label. Not only do you have no kindness to me, but you have hatred towards me. Why can’t I kill you? .”
Of course, Jian Chen didn't feel any pressure at all about Sikong Sword Master's death.
"You." Jian Chen's words made the Underworld Sword King pause. They all estimated that it was Jian Chen who took action. Could there be someone else besides Jian Chen? Could it be Lei Zhen? Indeed, Lei Zhen seems to have such strength. But the problem is, Lei Zhen is The current leader of the Zhan clan. Will they let Lei Zhen go out to take risks? What if he dies?
This gambling battle does not mean that life and death cannot be determined.
Everyone in the Martial Alliance looked at Lei Zhen. What they didn't expect was that Lei Zhen didn't make any move. The person who came out was actually an unknown and beautiful young man next to Long Chen.
Long Chen patted Mo Xiaolang on the shoulder and said to him: "Win quickly."
Mo Xiaolang nodded, smiled softly at Long Chen and said, "Brother, don't worry. Such a warrior can't trouble me."
After Mo Xiaolang walked twenty meters in front of the Underworld Sword King, everyone in the Martial Alliance finally determined that the Underworld Sword King's opponent turned out to be this little-known boy.
The King of Martial Arts and the Martial Saints burst into laughter. They leaned forward and backward with laughter. Even Yang Ningfeng also had a mocking smile on his face. He said: "Are there no people in the War Clan and the Dragon Clan? They actually sent such a young boy here. It seems that Are you ready to admit defeat? I think it’s better to let Jian Chen come in, lest you won’t be convinced after losing.”
The only person who didn't smile was Zhao Danchen.
"There is no need to replace people. If Emperor Yang Wu is not satisfied, you can replace your people." Lei Zhen said loudly.
Yang Ningfeng froze for a moment. He still had no idea what the other party was up to.
At this time, Zhao Danchen secretly scolded Yang Ningfeng as an idiot. Then he said: "Why did the War Clan send a monster? In your bet, did you say that the monster could be sent out?" In fact, he made a decision to Yang Ningfeng, an idiot. He was not familiar with the bet, but he did know that when the little wolf transformed into a sun-devouring demon wolf, the flames he spit out were quite powerful.
At first, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
"It turns out to be a monster." Everyone was a little stunned. After careful observation, they discovered that the handsome young man in front of them really had a faint monster aura about him.
After the monsters turn into human form, most of them still retain a small part of the animal form. It is indeed rare to have a little wolf. Among them, if we talk about the degree of handsomeness, the little wolf deserves to be the first. Yes. For everyone in the Martial Alliance, they feel that their appearance is worse than that of a monster. It is really unbelievable.
"Monster." The Underworld Sword King was also looking at Mo Xiaolang. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that Mo Xiaolang looked harmless to humans and animals.
It doesn't matter to him whether it's a monster or not. Anyway, since Jian Chen doesn't come up, he will win directly. That's it.
On Long Chen's side, Lei Zhen asked in response to Zhao Danchen's question: "When we made the bet, we didn't say that monsters couldn't participate. Among our war clan, monsters are a big help to us. We raise them Monsters, of course, can participate in the battle. Could it be Zhao Danchen? Are you afraid that I will say that I have defeated you?"
Lei Zhen's provocative question directly blocked Zhao Danchen's words. He glanced at Xiaolang again and was too lazy to answer. He said: "Monsters will be monsters. You can win the first game. How can you win the second game?" .”
Others in the martial alliance were a little puzzled by Zhao Danchen's fact that his prestige had been compromised before the war even started. Huang Quan Sword King saw that Zhao Danchen seemed to be looking down on him. He felt a little unhappy in his heart. The earth-yellow light seemed to be filling the air. It was a piece of jade-like Underworld Sword that was pulled out of its scabbard. The Underworld Sword King said in a cold tone: "It doesn't matter whether it's a human or an animal. In my eyes, there is no difference. I, the Underworld Sword King, are ruthless under my sword. Since you have come to join the battle, .Be prepared to be killed by me."
A faint smile appeared on Mo Xiaolang's lips. He remained motionless and just looked at the Underworld Sword King. His calm look made the Underworld Sword King feel that he was being despised. Being despised by a monster. The Underworld Sword King felt a little bit. shameful.
"Looking for death." He shouted softly. The Underworld Sword King turned into a yellow sword shadow and rushed towards Mo Xiaolang. As soon as he made a move, Long Chen could see that the Underworld Sword King had already reached the limit both in terms of speed and attack power. It’s almost the same as Jian Chen.
Under the agitation of Huangquan Sword King's sword light, the surrounding dust swept towards Mo Xiaolang. The sword light caught the sand and dust, and instantly filled Mo Xiaolang's field of vision.
Mo Xiaolang always remembered the four words that Long Chen said just now: speed wins. This is to ask Xiaolang to make his killing move as soon as possible and win as soon as possible, so as to avoid long nights and long dreams and other accidents. So when the Underworld Sword King took action, Mo Xiaolang The little wolf roared. After a burst of black flames swept past, a tall Sun-Eating Demonic Wolf stood in front of the Underworld Sword King. Compared to the Sun-Eating Demonic Wolf, the current Underworld Sword King... Too small.
"Is it useful to be big? Why don't you die the same way?" Huangquan Sword King sneered. The sword energy roared. There were buzzing sounds in the air. He swung his sword suddenly. Huangquan Sword King instantly rushed to the top of Mo Xiaolang's head. .
"Underworld Sword Manual. Nine Turns of Underworld Water." The Underworld Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp whirlpool under his rotation. It stabbed towards the little wolf's head. The sword shadow was heavy and the sword energy roared.
The eyes of the sun-eating demon wolf were already filled with pitch-black flames. He suddenly took a few steps back. The huge black shadow on its body suddenly transformed into a giant black wolf. It faced it with its fangs and claws. Attack of the Underworld Sword King.
Boom boom boom.
That crazy sword shadow was rapidly fighting against Xiaolang's shadow clone. Every time they fought, sparks would fly out.
"What the hell is this?" Huang Quan Sword King didn't know the shadow clone. If he did, he would definitely be even more frightened at this time. The power of Xiao Lang's shadow clone is not much lower than that of Xiao Lang. So. Suddenly he was able to fight against the Underworld Sword King.
At this moment, the Sun-Eating Demonic Wolf said nothing. After the demonic shadow clone entangled the opponent, its body quickly appeared above the head of Huangquan Sword King. From top to bottom, a mouthful of Nine Nether Demonic Ancestral Fire... Like the tide of the sea, it bursts out suddenly.
With black flames on its feet, the little wolf stood in the air. This also shows that monsters that have reached the king level have basically the ability to fly.
"What kind of fire is this?" During the confrontation with the demonic shadow clone, the Sun-Eating Demonic Wolf suddenly sprayed so many flames at him. The Underworld Sword King felt a cold chill.
In his opinion, the flame must be hot. Although this cold flame was abnormal, Huangquan Sword King did not think too highly of it. He just thought it was an attack from the little wolf. So he quickly used his sword moves. Temporarily force Xiaolang's shadow clone back.