Many people lamented and admired Tong Ling very much. Coupled with her unique identity, she attracted the attention of countless people and made more people understand her horror.
Balzaha and Sandra were also defeated. Although their lives were not in danger, they were in unspeakable suffering and suffered serious injuries.
"Hey, I didn't expect any blond woman to be so strong. We both lost."
Sang Zhuo smiled bitterly.
"It's good to be alive. Anyway, we still have a lot of opportunities. If we fight again next year, I don't believe we can't enter Tianqi Galaxy City."
Barzahar didn't have any psychological pressure and said with a serious face.
"Where's Jiang Chen? Brother Jiang looks like... he's having a hard time."
Sangzhuo stared at the arena where Jiang Chen and others were standing. Thirty people would fight one person. Isn't this too unfair? But there is no fairness in this world, and fists are the last word.
"He might really not be able to hold on."
Tong Ling's voice was extremely low. Although she won the battle, Jiang Chen's crisis still concerned her heart.
There is no way out!
Jiang Chen's face became extremely ugly. Thirty people, that was not a fair duel at all, but a unilateral crushing. He kept retreating, evading, and clinging to life, but he never gave up.
Although he knew that he had a narrow escape from death, Jiang Chen still wanted to move forward without fear.
It’s not that he’s not afraid of death, it’s that he can’t lose!
Dahuang is waiting for him, Long Shisan is calling him, and Feng'er doesn't know where in the eternal world, enduring the torture. What he has to do is to clear all obstacles and break out of this cage-like place.
, standing at the top of Apocalypse Galaxy City, letting the entire Apocalypse see itself, and letting those who want to see themselves see themselves.
"Jiang Chen, accept death! Hahaha."
"Still want to run? Dream on! If I kill you, we can compete for the final winner. You, this cancer, should have died long ago."
"Everyone, please work harder and work together to avoid changes."
"Change? Ga, ga, ga, that's impossible. Even the King of Heaven, I, can't escape from our grasp. How can one person go against the will of heaven?"
Everyone sneered and ridiculed, suppressing Jiang Chen again and again, which made his situation on the verge of collapse and he could lose at any time. As long as he fell, they would all be happy, and the real battle had just begun.
At this time, Tong Ling and another yellow-haired woman had ended the battle and became the final winners. They directly advanced to the third level and waited to challenge the previous champions tomorrow. Now only Jiang Chen and the others were left in the arena.
Jiang Chen resisted everyone. To be precise, everyone did not want to see Jiang Chen survive, because they felt great oppression when they fought against the Nine-Headed Thunderbirds. This kind of threat must be nipped in the cradle.
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"Moonlight Slash!"
"Tianchi Sword Technique!"
"Whirlwind Shadowless Kick!"
Jiang Chen's mind was unified, his face was dull, and he had endured countless oppressions. From the beginning until now, he had more than a dozen injuries on his body, dripping with blood and showing deep to the bones.
But for Jiang Chen, as long as he doesn't fall, he can still fight.
Kneeling, lingering, struggling at every step, in dire straits!
Now Jiang Chen is really like an old dog, huddled on the edge of the ring, passing by the god of death again and again.
"You idiot, I've had enough!"
Jiang Chen roared angrily, because at this moment, the formation he arranged on the edge of the ring was finally completed!
He is not running, but is constantly arranging the formation. As long as the formation is completed, even if there are thirty Star Emperors in the Ninth Level, what's the problem?
The Shura Sword Formation, eighteen fifth-grade battle swords, combined with the Source Stone, is fully activated.
This time, Jiang Chen did not use himself to drive the formation, but used 100 million fifth-grade source stones!
The Tianlong Sword is the eye of the formation, the eighteen fifth-grade battle swords are the base of the formation, and the 100 million Origin Stones are the source of the formation. Jiang Chen not only arranged the formation, but also arranged it into an endless cycle of death formation!
In other words, this formation cannot be broken unless it is forcibly broken!
Eighteen rays of light bloomed and blocked the entire arena. More than thirty people all felt a sense of suffocation.
The source power in Jiang Chen's body cannot be endless, but these 100 million source stones are the source of endless power.
And this time is completely different from usual. Jiang Chen has already made preparations. You will be in the first grade of junior high school, and I will be in the fifteenth grade! If you want to kill me, there is no need for me to keep you here.
Jiang Chen's goal is not only to defeat them, but to annihilate them all here. To kill people, he must act vigorously and swiftly to cut through the mess.
If you want to make a name for yourself, you can't be indecisive. If you want to kill me, I can only treat others the same way.
The moment Jiang Chen activated the formation, more than thirty people felt something bad.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know why I feel like we are surrounded."
"This is... a formation? What a powerful formation."
"What else can you do to me with this mere formation? Break it for me!"
Someone was unwilling to give in and slashed out with a sword, trying to break the formation, but was knocked back by the Shura Sword Formation. A mouthful of blood spurted out and they fell to the ground. At that moment, many people's expressions had changed.
"What kind of formation is this? Isn't it too weird?"
"Could this be done by Jiang Chen?"
"It's hard to say! Where is Jiang Chen?"
"Over there! He's up there!"
Jiang Chen stood proudly on the Shura Sword Formation and shouted in a low voice:
"Kill without mercy!"
The formation quickly moved into action, and the whole audience screamed in surprise. Eighteen rays of sword light, as bright as the sun, ran rampantly and shuttled through the formation above the arena.
"What a terrifying sword energy, retreat! Retreat quickly!"
After an exclamation, more than thirty people all changed their expressions and were shocked. This sword formation was really too powerful. They tried it many times, but they were unable to break out of the formation. Moreover, the backlash of the formation severely injured them.
, the following sword rays were like frost, shrouding everyone's heart.
"I can't do it anymore, help me, I can't do it anymore!"
"I don't want to die, Jiang Chen, I was wrong, please let me go, I really don't want to die!"
"Asshole, this... I'm going out, what should I do, what should I do?"
"Everyone, hold on, I don't believe it. There is no way to break this formation. How can a mere Star King of the Seventh Heaven be able to go against the will of heaven?"
The horrified shouts echoed in the formation and resounded throughout the arena.
"Puff puff puff——"
"Chichichi——"
The continuous sword shadows shuttled back and forth, causing many people to be penetrated by the sword energy, severely injured, and even died on the spot!
In less than ten breaths, nine people had already fallen.
Fear is spreading.
At that moment, Tong Wudi suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes were extremely serious!