Strongest Martial God: 1501. Brutal **** battle
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"However, if you are afraid, as long as you kneel down, then you don’t need to send anyone, as long as you surrender as a corpse slave, then everything is easy to say!" The juvenile supreme of the corpse clan, someone coldly opened his mouth and cut off his surrender. keynote.
"Handling Commander, I'm going to take a fight and destroy these guys!" Many seed-level testers are angry, and Shi can not be humiliated. At this moment, these corpse guys are really too much. .
"Choose ten people!" Ling Fengyun finally spoke, then waved his hand.
In the field, besides Ye Zhong, there are Muronghua, Jiujie Toutuo, Luo Cheng, Luo Tian, Mu Hongfu, Hua Aoxue, etc., but there are still not enough ten people.
Soon, there are still some people in the rear. These ≌≌≌, ￡.♂≦.※These are all evildoers who have accumulated in the Ninth Courtyard of the Heavenly Immortals. At this moment, they are all in their heads, and obviously do not want to let them Ye Zhong and others stole all the limelight.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the field was suppressed to the extreme, Human Race had selected a master, and then there was an absolute death battle, and everyone was waiting for that moment to come.
"ding"
Suddenly, a black chessboard flew out of the chaos. On the chessboard, there were two black and white pieces. At this moment, it was shining with a peculiar brilliance, making the heavens chaotic.
"Chih"
Soon, the black chess piece flew out and fell on the corpse juvenile supreme who was transformed by the Nuwa Protoss.
"Hahaha..." This corpse juvenile supreme laughed up to the sky. On the face that was originally divine, he was full of evil at this moment. He raised his head and laughed wildly, arrogantly arrogant.
"Very good! Very good! Unexpectedly, I was the first to take the shot. Come on, let me see who my opponent is. Kneel down and sing to conquer!" Its eyes were very sinister, and it strode forward at the moment. before.
It has a human shape, and its body is covered with scales. Each scale represents the profound meaning of a great road. Needless to say, it makes people understand that it is really fierce and scary.
At the same time, the white chess piece flew out and landed on a person.
Tsing Yi waiting!
This person is a seed-level figure among Ye Zhong's group of trialists, and being able to kill all the way from the first courtyard of the Heavenly Immortal is enough to show that he is powerful. It's just that this person has always been low-key, no one knows what his cards are.
Seeing that he was selected, many people were depressed and didn't know what to say. After all, Tsing Yihou's reputation is really much worse than Ye Zhong's and others. If you choose Ye Zhong, others will not have a bad feeling.
Tsing Yihou looked calm. He looked at the chess piece that fell in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said: "Everyone, I will start the first battle of the current youth supreme. You have to look carefully. , Don’t let me steal all the limelight!"
"Tsing Yi will win!" Someone shouted and cheered for him.
"Okay, I'm going!" Tsing Yihou nodded. At this moment, his expression calmly took a step. As his footsteps fell, the holy power on his body spread, and his momentum would increase with each step. One piece.
At the end, he entered the battlefield directly. A divine ring formed by the condensing of holy power appeared on his body surface. The divine ring trembled slightly, and the scene of the five major shrines appeared vaguely inside, which looked incomparable. Sacred.
Obviously, at this moment, Tsing Yi Hou has raised his strength to the peak state of this life. In this life, this moment may really be his strongest appearance.
"You can't! It's far behind your other human masters!" The corpse juvenile supreme who was transformed by the Nuwa God Race stared at him, and suddenly sneered.
Many people on this side of the human race frowned. The corpse race is really too arrogant. You must know that even if Tsing Yi Hou is not as good as Ye Zhong and others, his ability to become a saint at this age is enough to prove his strength. .
"If you are a corpse slave, you will only lose my face. If it is decided, I will take you as a fat man!" The corpse juvenile supreme, who was transformed by the Nuwa God Clan, curled his lips. Disdain, feel that he can easily suppress Tsing Yihou.
"There is not so much nonsense, war!" Tsing Yihou looked cold, and immediately shot at this moment. He was hunting and hunting in Tsing Yi. At this moment, the five supernatural powers roared out together, evolving into a chain of five roads facing forward. Entangled away.
"锵"
The corpse juvenile supreme, who was transformed by the Nuwa Protoss, looked at him mockingly. At this moment, he actually chose to punch out. The huge fist peak and the chain of order in front of him met instantly. In an instant, sparks were in the air. It splashed, and the sounds of various metals were extremely harsh.
Everyone was moved. The corpse juvenile supreme, who was transformed by the Nuwa gods, was arrogant and annoying, but he really had the arrogant capital, and he was able to fight the **** of order transformed by magical powers with a pair of flesh fists. chain.
"The corpse clan’s body is inherently strong. After all, people who are able to keep their flesh intact, their physical cultivation is very special during their lifetime. Moreover, this person’s body is the Nuwa **** clan, so his body is even more powerful to an unimaginable realm. !" Someone saw the reality and sighed at this moment.
The battle erupted like this. Tsing Yi Hou gave up his life and forgot to die, urging all kinds of magical skills to fight against the corpse juvenile supreme who was transformed by the Nüwa Protoss. At this moment, he can say that he is doing his best, and he has absolutely no reservations.
However, after such a situation has been seen for a moment, everyone's heart sinks, because they can see that Tsing Yi Hou is obviously not an opponent, because the corpse juvenile supreme that Nuwa God Clan is really too calm. , His physical body is immortal. When he occasionally shots, all the Dao and Dharma of the age of mythology are stimulated. Obviously, these are the secret techniques of the Nuwa Protoss, which is really terrifying. And he obviously didn't use his full strength, at least he didn't urge him to use the secret technique exclusively for the corpse clan. At the same time, his defense is really too strong. Tsing Yihou has attacked him several times, but the result is the same. There is a spark of sparks on his body, which can be said to be impossible to fight. move.
On the contrary, when the Juvenile Supreme Offensive of the Zombie Race transformed by the Nuwa Protoss occasionally wiped the Tsing Yi, it made him vomit blood. Obviously, there is not only a physical gap between the two, but also a huge gap in combat power.
The battle was nearly a hundred rounds past, and the corpse juvenile supreme, who was transformed by the Nuwa God Clan, had extremely cold eyes. Behind him, a circle of gods began to emerge, and runes spread across the gods. The runes that formed the overwhelming space swept out toward the front, suddenly causing the void to burst, and the aura of destruction spread everywhere.
This is the secret technique of the corpse clan. The corpse gas is transformed into the power of destruction, accompanied by various apocalyptic scenes, and if it can be cultivated to a high level, the aura of this **** ring will become incomparable It’s holy, but a single breath can break the body and destroy the world.
At this moment, Tsing Yihou is facing a huge crisis. He can't stop such an offensive. At the same time, he can't retreat, as if he is locked in the air. Whether he wants to or not, he can only choose to shake at this moment. .
The ring of gods spread out again, the holy light boiled, the entire battlefield was obliterated, and Tsing Yihou's figure disappeared into the battlefield, and then everything was invisible.
"It's over!" The corpse juvenile supreme indifferent voice sounded.
"Ah"
A scream came out, and the whole battlefield gradually calmed down.
No miracle happened. Tsing Yi Hou was defeated. Under the opponent’s offensive, a huge blood hole appeared in Tsing Yi Hou’s chest at this moment, and Tsing Yi Hou’s blood was sucked out at this moment, slowly Submerged into the body surface of the corpse juvenile supreme transformed by the Nuwa God Clan, and was used by him to nourish the flesh.
"No!"
Behind, many human testers shouted, looking hideous at this moment.
And Tsing Yihou gave a wry smile, shook his head slowly, did not say much nonsense, victory is victory, defeat is defeat, at this moment he has been cut off from life, there is no chance to say anything, or say, what to say at this moment It's useless anymore.
"Puff"
In the end, Tsing Yihou's body burst and turned into a cloud of blood, his body and spirit disappeared, and his body was worthy of existence.
But no one can forget that scene. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were obviously full of unwillingness. A seed-level trialer died at this moment. No miracle happened and died so cleanly.
"I remember that according to the rules of the year, if the victor is willing, he can continue the **** fight, so I have to fight!" The corpse juvenile supreme, who was transformed into the goddess of Nuwa, licked his lips at this moment and spoke slowly. Said.
"I hope that the people who appear this time will not disappoint me, and don't look too short!" It said quietly.
The expressions of everyone on the human race side sank, especially those who have friendship with Tsing Yihou. At this moment, they can’t wait to get out and shoot the corpse youth supreme to death, but many people understand that they can’t. It is the opponent of the other side.
"Ah"
Some testers couldn't help but scream up to the sky. At this moment, they were angry and their expressions were extremely cold.
Ye Zhong also had a gloomy look. He and Tsing Yihou had a certain friendship. Although it was not a deep friendship, he watched a fellow who was beheaded, refined, and insulted by the other party. This was one thing for him. An unspeakable insult.
"Slow"
At this moment, Ye Zhong stepped forward fiercely, pointing forward to approach!
"There is no need to choose an opponent like this. This choice is meaningless. Just let me come. Are you going to come one by one or all together? I will suppress all of you alone and let your corpses be destroyed!" Ye Chonghan He spoke, and the evil spirit spread.