People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 183

His words were tricky, he commented from the commanding heights of morality, his expression was cold and powerful, and he confronted Chen Xichuan tit for tat.

As soon as these words came out, disharmonious voices rang out all around. Except for the melon-eating crowd watching the excitement, all the people participating in the crusade stared at Chen Xichuan unkindly, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Chen Xichuan was calm and composed. He glanced at Ma Tianlong intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "The Capital of Slaughter was founded by God Shura. It is a public place, and it is not your home. If you say I am not worthy of staying here, what are you? thing?"

At the end of his speech, his tone was very heavy, with questioning, a terrifying breath erupted, his whole body was shrouded in hazy brilliance, and a pair of eyes were very seductive, and a cold light burst out.

"Don't you just want our lives? Why are you making so many excuses? If you want to fight, then fight!"

Luo Xingchen, who was standing behind Chen Xichuan, took a step forward, pulling his hand towards the void. A long stick wrapped with gold and silver patterns was condensed inch by inch. He raised the stick and pointed it at the crusade army, extremely powerful.

"Although, but...forget it." Ye Chen on the side said: "If you don't like us and hate us, you can fight us to the death. We will stand here and wait for you to make a call."

The black robe fluttered in the wind. This usually mature and stable man was full of frost. He released his coercion to the fullest, and the wind and sand moved stones. Many people showed fear for this.

Ma Tianlong snorted coldly, stopped turning the walnut in his hand, Hong Sheng said: "Presumptuous, just because the three of you dare to fight against the entire killing capital, you are digging your own grave, and you are doomed to die in the end, and your soul will die forever. "

As his words fell, overwhelming pressure swept over, and everyone felt a tremendous force, breathing was difficult, and the heart seemed to be pinched by a hand.

A ferocious bull with blue hair and four-horned head appeared, and the ground trembled continuously as the bull's hooves stepped on it. It guarded Ma Tianlong's body, roaring like thunder and deafening.

This is Ma Tianlong's martial soul, the Bull Demon Ben Lei!
The Benlei Bull Demon was well-known among the soul beast clan in ancient times. According to legend, when it has cultivated for 10 years, it can call the wind and rain, control the power of thunder, and destroy the world at every turn. It is extremely powerful.

Yizhihua's team is fearless and not intimidating at all. As the saying goes, if there are too many people, you must have enough momentum. Although the crusade army has a large number, far surpassing its own camp, so what?

"Just let the horse come over, your grandfather, I will wait for you to kill me."

Luo Xingchen dismissed it, and wiped his neck, not paying attention to the Crusaders.

Seeing this scene, the crusading army couldn't bear it anymore, they shouted angrily, and their eyes spit fire.

"You kid is too crazy, I will kill you first when I go to the Hell Arena, and I won't give you a chance to cry. I still remember that there used to be a person who was very similar to you in the Killing City, but he died in a terrible way. His limbs were broken and his head was cut off, I hope you don't end up with him."

"You will all die, none of you can escape, especially Mr. Chen, your body will be chopped up and fed to the dogs. Last time you killed hundreds of players in the Hell Arena, including my good brother, who once I blocked the knife for me, but died under your hands. I vowed to avenge him. I thought I had no chance, but the overlord Ma brought me hope again. My cultivation base has now returned to the soul king. Absolutely can kill you."

"Everyone standing in front of you has a heart that wants to kill you, and no one can break free from the shackles of fate. Today, you will bloody the arena of hell, and we will get back the shame of last time. Your name will be erased from the city of slaughter, your flesh will rot and stink, and you will definitely die."

"I heard that you killed the three overlords in the inner city, hehe, those three overlords are really stupid, in my opinion, they are idiots, they have no brains, they clearly hold huge power, but they can't get rid of the three of you , It’s so ironic, I want to laugh every time I think about it. But it’s okay, we will do what they can’t do, no matter what happens today, you won’t be able to get out of the Arena of Hell alive.”

Crying and sarcastic voices came and went, resounding in all directions, and the people who joined the fun held their breath, shouting in their hearts: "Fight, fight."

Chen Xichuan sneered, and said softly: "It's useless to talk too much, you can see the truth in your fists and feet, those who want to challenge us line up and come one by one."

There was a commotion in the crusade army, and someone came out at the first time, and their strength was not weak. Three soul kings and four soul sects made up seven people.

Including the Yizhihua team, there are ten people in total, just meeting the conditions for opening the Hell Arena.

Boom~
With a loud bang, the gate of the Hell Arena opened, and the contestants entered the arena one after another, setting foot in this cruel place.

The dilapidated site was stained with dried blood, and even rotted limbs and broken arms, all of which told a bloody history.

Chen Xichuan said with emotion that after a few days, he returned to this familiar place with the same purpose as before, for winning streak.

"I don't want my hands to be covered with blood, but reality doesn't allow it." He withdrew his thoughts, and his gaze returned to cold.

Luo Xingchen exercised his muscles and bones, and his expression was excited. He couldn't wait, his eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and now he wanted to let go of his hands and feet to fight.

"Come on, come on, grandpa, I haven't fought anyone since I broke through to the soul queen! I just want to practice with you." He waved the demon stick and assumed a fighting posture.

Ye Chen kept silent, spread his five fingers, and held the Ten Thousand Soul Scythe. The gloomy and dark gas covered his body. His face was cold, without a trace of emotion, just like the god of death who came to the world.

On the opposite side, seven crusaders were fighting together. They stood in a row and summoned their martial souls one after another. The situation in the arena changed instantly, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

"Suffer to death!"

They attacked at the same time, as if streams of light flashed across the field, spread out their positions, and rushed towards Yizhihua's team from all directions.

The gorgeous soul skills bloomed, and a bolt of lightning penetrated the void and fell from the sky, thicker than a bucket.

Chen Xichuan took the lead, grasped the fairy sword and struck out, the dazzling sword light flashed past, like a galaxy rising into the sky, destroying everything.

The thunder and lightning dissipated in smoke, but the next second there was the sound of big waves crashing, huge fireballs rolling in, densely packed swords, lights and swords criss-crossing, the scene was terrifying.

Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen looked at each other, their soul power erupted, the shadow of the stick fell like the waves of the river, and the sharpness of the sickle was exposed, splitting the air, and forcibly overcoming the crusader's attack.

The sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking echoed through my ears, and the Hell Arena seemed to shake for a while, and the audience's eyes widened in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)