The sword light tore through the flames and slashed hard at Chi Hong's body. Blood spattered and Chi Hong's body flew out uncontrollably.
"Bang!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Chihong hit the ground hard, and with a puff, another mouthful of blood spat out.
Seeing Chi Hong who fell to the ground in a heap and vomiting blood, everyone was stunned and froze on the spot, as if they had seen something beyond their knowledge.
The crowd fell into an eerie silence for a while.
One second.
Two seconds.
…
I don't know how much time has passed.
"Won?"
Some people turned their heads and looked at the people around them uncertainly.
"Win!"
The person next to me nodded vigorously.
"Haha, I won!"
"Win! Win! Hahahaha!!!"
"We finally won!"
Everyone shouted excitedly.
Be happy and smile.
The demon masters who saw this scene were stunned.
A demon master sneered and couldn't help but said: "You just defeated Chihong. There are still nine people from our demon clan who have not participated in the battle. You are too happy too early."
Everyone's laughter stopped.
Looking at each other.
Then.
The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
good.
Xu Chencai defeated Chi Hong alone.
The laughter of the human warriors disappeared, and worries filled their faces again.
The masters on the demon side began to discuss in low voices.
"I didn't expect Chihong to be defeated at the hands of this human boy."
"This human race has some strength and should not be underestimated."
"But after all, he is only one person. How much strength can he retain after fighting Chi Hong?"
"I'm going to take his life!"
"Let me go!"
"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's-eye knife, I'll do it!"
Suddenly, four or five demon masters stood up and wanted to end the last battle.
Yan Lun said: "Don't fight anymore, I will take care of this battle."
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not wait for the reaction of others, and flashed towards the field like lightning.
The demon masters who were vying for the battle saw that Yan Lun was the first to enter. Although they were unwilling to do so, they could only grit their teeth and admit it.
"Xu Chen, do you know me well?"
Yan Lun stood opposite Xu Chen and was not in a hurry to take action against Xu Chen immediately.
"Of course, your name is Yan Lun."
Xu Chen held the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand and said calmly.
Yan Lun smiled and said: "Since you still recognize me, you must also know my strength. Do you think you are sure of victory in a fight between you and me? If you are wise, quickly admit defeat!"
"How do you know I'm not your opponent if you haven't fought before?"
Xu Chen asked rhetorically.
"Stubborn!"
Yan Lun never thought that Xu Chen would surrender obediently with just a few words. He also knew how powerful Xu Chen was, so he did not dare to have the slightest idea of hiding his strength. The surging magic power soared into the sky.
Yan Lun was swept with monstrous magic power, and punched one after another crazily. In an instant, countless punches were like raindrops, overwhelmingly covering Xu Chen.
Without the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth, Yan Lun's explosive strength at this moment is not even a bit more powerful than when he fought Xu Chen a few months ago.
Moreover, he launched an extremely powerful offensive from the very beginning. It was obvious that he was preparing to win the battle quickly and neatly.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
He was afraid that the sound of his breathing would affect Xu Chen's judgment.
Under the nervous and expectant gazes of everyone, Xu Chen's body swayed slightly, and his figure disappeared from the place, and then erratic like the wind, avoiding the attacks of fists one after another.
While avoiding the attack, Xu Chen quietly approached Yan Lun, holding the sword with both hands, pouring 90% of the sword's intention and thunder into the Blood Shadow Sword, and the sword carried the power of thunder, fast and cruel.
was chopped off.
Yan Lun was bombarded indiscriminately, and before he could even take a breath, he saw a cold light suddenly tearing open the air and slashing at him.
Pupils contract sharply.
But he was unable to dodge at this moment and could only watch the cold light approaching quickly.
"boom!"
A wave of air exploded in Yan Lun's chest, and his whole body was blown backwards by the force.
"Win!"
"Instant kill?"
"Hahaha, too strong, kill instantly!"
Seeing Yan Lun being slashed away by Xu Chen with a sword, the crowd suddenly erupted into an earth-shattering noise.
Zhan Wujue's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.
He couldn't understand how a native of the wilderness could have such perverted strength?
It makes no sense.
"How can he be so strong?"
The corners of Huangfuling's mouth twitched violently.
Zhao Xin said: "There must be a secret hidden in him, and his strength must be related to that secret."
Zhou Wuya's spirit perked up, and there was a flash of heat in his eyes: "Yes, Xu Chen may have received the inheritance of a saint by chance, and that saint's realm is not low, he may be a great saint, or he may be a saint king."
Zhan Wujue, Huangfuling, and Zhao Xin flashed a hint of greed and determination in their eyes at the same time.
"Bang!"
Yan Lun landed, and the huge force directly tore the earth into pieces.
A series of eyes followed.
Immediately afterwards.
Everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils.
There was only a faint white sword mark on Yan Lun's chest.
"What? After receiving Xu Chen's sword, there was only a light white mark on the scales."
"The defense is nothing short of abnormal."
"The Horned Demons are famous for their defense. If Xu Chen can't break through Yan Lun's physical defense, how can we fight this battle? Is it still necessary to fight?"
Everyone was talking a lot and worried about Xu Chen.
Xu Chen's face was expressionless.
With that sword strike just now, the Blood Shadow Sword tore away Yan Lun's body-protecting demonic energy. The tip of the sword slashed across Yan Lun's chest and extended to his abdomen.
A shallow sword mark appeared on his chest.
Horned Demon Clan.
Known for defense and strength.
Although the sword strike just now was powerful, it was still a bit reluctant to break through Yan Lun's physical defense.
Moreover, that sword was just a tentative sword for Xu Chen.
Yan Lun stabilized his body, looked down at the shallow sword marks on his chest, patted his gold-and-iron chest, and laughed loudly: "Xu Chen, did you see that, although your sword is sharp, it still can't break me?"
defense!"
"Cang Niu Demon Fist!"
As soon as the laughter subsided, Yan Lun activated his majestic magic power, and all the punches he blasted turned into bull shapes, and the bull-shaped energy swept towards Xu Chen like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
Xu Chen stood motionless on the spot. When the bull-shaped fist force came closer, he waved the blood shadow sword. The sword flashed and the bull-shaped fist force exploded one after another.
At the same time that Xu Chen used his sword to slash the bull-shaped fist force, a flash of light flashed across Yan Lun's eyes, and a loud roar swept through more majestic magic power, blasting towards Xu Chen from the air, the bull-shaped fist force trampled the void, and was powerful.
Shocking the eight deserts.
"break!"
Xu Chen still swung his sword.
As soon as the sword fell, the void in the main film seemed to be torn apart. The roaring bull-shaped fist force was cut into two pieces by the sword energy with a popping sound, and then the split fist force exploded, forming
The terrifying energy caused the void to shake violently.
at the same time.
The sword energy that cut through the fist was as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder, and it struck Yan Lun instantly.
"Clang~"
The power of this sword was weakened after the strength of the fist was weakened, and it struck Yan Lun's body, causing sparks to fly.
Under this sword, Yan Lun's body flew backwards like a cannonball, and his whole body hit the ground uncontrollably. With a bang, the ground shook slightly, and a large figure appeared on the ground.
pit.
Bottom of the big pit.
Yan Lun was lying on his back with his head and face ashen and looking embarrassed.
But the part where he was struck was intact.
Still unscathed.
Yan Lun's body shook violently, and the soil scattered on his body was directly shaken into powder and scattered between the sky and the earth. He slapped the ground with his palm, and his body leaped up like a javelin.
As soon as Yan Lun flew out of the pit, his pupils suddenly changed, and a sword light suddenly fell from the sky, and before he could react, it had already struck his body severely.
This time, the strength of the fist is not weakened, and the power of the sword light is not compromised.
"Pfft!"
The scales shattered and blood splattered.
There was a shocking sword mark on Yan Lun's chest, and his whole body was hit hard again into the big pit below.
"Pfft~"
Yan Lun opened his mouth and vomited blood. Blood was flowing from the injury on his chest, and the severe pain was constantly stimulating his nerves.
It's too early to be happy.
"Whoops~"
Another sword light fell from the sky.
But this time, the target of the sword light was actually his head.
"Roar~"
Upon seeing this, Yan Lun let out a beast-like roar from his throat, and he began to fight with all his strength. A dark light flashed across his eyes, and the muscles all over his body swelled. His whole body swelled, and the horns on his head became bigger and sharper.
And his aura began to rise rapidly like a volcano erupting.
"Peng~"
The right hand was clenched into a fist, and the powerful force directly crushed the air. Then the right arm was bent and pulled back, and a punch was punched out.
"Crack!"
The sword light shattered.
Yan Lun took a step back, and after stabilizing his body, he stomped the ground with the sole of his foot. Amidst the loud noise like thunder, Yan Lun flew into the sky and punched a terrifying punch in the air.
The bull-shaped fist stepped on the void and roared to the sky. The roar was like thunder, shaking the whole sky. Under the impact of the roar, the surrounding air rippled like water on the surface.
But this was just the beginning. As the roar spread, the bull-shaped fist was like a demonic bull that came from ancient times. It made footprints in the void one after another, sweeping the sky with overwhelming force, and collided with Xu Chen.
Come.
Yan Lun tried his best.
Facing Yan Lun's desperate efforts, Xu Chen's expression remained unchanged. He took a deep breath, and the aura around him suddenly doubled.
The first level of Zhan Tian Jue!
The next moment.
Xu Chen dodged and stepped on the void. Not only did he not avoid it, but he actively faced the impact of the bull-shaped fist.
The two sides approached quickly.
This moment.
Everyone held their breath.
Staring at the field without blinking.
Xu Chen's speed became faster and faster, and finally turned into a ray of cold light, missing the ox-shaped fist force.
"Pfft~"
The moment it passed by, the cold light shredded the force of the ox-shaped fist. And the cold light transformed by Xu Chen increased in speed instead of decreasing.
Continue to slash towards Yan Lun.
Yan Lun's eyes looked frightened and he moved his body desperately.
"Pfft!"
Along with the blood flying up was a severed hand.
Yan Lun screamed, covering the wound on his broken arm, and staggered back. Blood continued to gush out from the wound like spring water, dripping on the ground. Soon, the blood dyed a large area of soil red.
Xu Chen was slashed on the spot, the blood-stained sword tip pointed directly at Yan Lun, and said: "You lose."
"Wow~"
Before Yan Lun could say anything, everyone outside the venue was already cheering.
Xu Chen, won another round.
They are one step closer to final victory.
"I lost!"
After Yan Lun struggled for a while, he finally said dejectedly.
When Yan Lun admitted defeat, the crowd's cheers rose again, like a wave, one after another.
In stark contrast to the cheering of the human side, the demon side.
At this moment.
The demon side fell into a strange dead silence.
Chi Hong was defeated, and Yan Lun was also defeated.
Lost two games in a row at the hands of one person.
It is simply a disgrace to the demon clan.
At this moment, no matter how arrogant the devil is, he has to admit that Xu Chen is a difficult opponent.
After a fight, Bantu from the troll tribe was the third one from the demon tribe to fight.
Bantu, who was ten feet tall and shaped like an iron tower, just stood there, giving people a sense of oppression that was even more powerful than that of a monster.
The battle between Bantu and Xu Chen soon started.
Bantu is a master of the troll clan, and because of its height advantage, the strength and defense of the troll clan are extremely amazing. In a large battlefield, a master of the troll clan is comparable to a large killing machine.
The destructive power is astonishing.
However, the trolls also have an extremely obvious shortcoming, and that is their reaction speed.
After Xu Chen fought with Bantu for more than ten rounds, he was keenly aware of Bantu's shortcomings, and then gave up the head-on confrontation with Bantu, and fully mobilized the artistic conception of the wind to maximize his speed and use
With the advantage of speed, he can avoid Bantu attacks while counterattacking fiercely.
soon.
Bantu fell into a disadvantage and was passive.
In less than fifty rounds, Bantu was scarred.
Another ten moves passed.
Amidst Bantu's unwilling roar, his defense was torn apart by a sword, and his huge body flew away like a meteorite.
The moment Xu Chen defeated Bantu, the cheers of the crowd almost broke through the boundary wall and spread to the outside world.
The atmosphere on the demon side was extremely solemn.
Three demon masters have already been defeated by the same person.
Whether it is Chihong, Yanlun, or Bantu, they are not the most powerful among the ten demons.
"This human boy is not simple."
"We can no longer underestimate him."
"After three consecutive battles, he doesn't have much spiritual power left."
"Let me defeat him next."
The fourth person to fight was the master of the Demon Clan.
Both the Horned Demon Clan and the Troll Demon Clan are famous for their strength, but compared to the Power Demon Clan, their strength is nothing to mention.
"In this battle, Xu Chen's opponent is a master of the Limo Tribe. Can Xu Chen still win?"
"Xu Chen has defeated three masters of the Demon Clan in a row. His strength has been recognized by everyone. If he were at his peak, Xu Chen would have no problem defeating the masters of the Demon Clan. But now, I'm afraid his spiritual power is not enough.
Too much..."
"The demons didn't give Xu Chen any time to recover. Their purpose was obvious, they wanted to consume Xu Chen to death."
The human warriors began to realize a serious problem, that is, Xu Chen's spiritual power might not be enough to support him to continue fighting.
Everyone thought that even if Xu Chen was undefeated in this battle, it would be extremely difficult due to lack of spiritual power, but the final result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Xu Chen only used ten moves to cleanly defeat the master of the Demon Clan.
His fifth opponent is the master of the Demon Elephant Clan, Xiang Litian.
