Everlasting Dragon Emperor

On the battle platform, the two young men are evenly matched, and no one can do anything but wait like this.

After a while, the light curtain around the battlefield disappeared, and the two young men jumped off the battlefield and disappeared here.

Uh!

A young man in red robe leaped onto the battle platform. The breath of him came out without any concealment.

Emperor Wu Zhongzhong!

"Who will fight me?"

The young man in red robe opened his eyes and looked around.

"I come!"

A voice sounded, and a young man leapt onto the battle platform.

The breath of this person was diffused, which was the early period of Emperor Wuzhong.

On the Shura stage, it is generally too much higher than the other side, and you will not go up to challenge others, because there is no sense of tempering.

When these people come here, they are looking for the strong and hone themselves. What's the point of you challenging a weak?

Unless it is hostile to each other, go up and kill the opponent.

"In the early stage of Emperor Wuzhong, you are not my opponent!"

The red robe said coldly.

"not necessarily!"

The young man of the early period of Wuhuang Jiuzhong showed a strong fighting intention in his eyes.

Buzz!

At this time, the light curtain on the battle platform rose again.

"kill!"

The young man of the early period of Wuhuang Jiuzhong launched the offensive first, and a spear appeared in his hand, as if it was an electric light, assassinating the young man in Hongpao.

boom!

On the young man in the red robe, a realm of fire permeated out, shrouded towards the other side, and at the same time his figure flew towards the other side, a flame sword appeared in his hand, and he beheaded towards the other side.

boom!boom!

Two violent collisions, the young man of the early stage of Emperor Wuzhong's ninth couture retired, with a trace of horror in his eyes.

He actually fell completely down.

"dead!"

The young man in red robe rushed to the blaze, and the flame war knife launched a stormy offensive.

The young people in the early period of Wuhuang Jiuzhong roared, broke out with all their strength, and did their best to fight against the red robe youths.

The fighting strength of the young man in red robe exceeded his expectations and was a lot stronger than him. He must be desperate. This battle is also an opportunity for him.

If he can stay under the attack of the red robe youth for half an hour, he will definitely get great results.

It is a pity that the young man in the red robe is much stronger than him, only a dozen strokes, the flame war knife is crushed down, and the young man in the early stage of Wuhuang Jiuzhong is split in half with a knife. The terrible flame turns his body into ashes .

A powerful Tianjiao was just killed.

As soon as one person is killed, the light curtain on the edge of the battle platform will be put away.

Undoubtedly, these days of arrogance, all of them are high-level spirit-level characters, even worse, unless they are very high, otherwise they will come to the battlefield of the hundred races and they can only die.

It is a pity that even if they are the same as the spirits of the upper class, their strength is also strong and weak, and the combat strength of the young man in red robe is very powerful.

The young man in the red robe grabbed the other party's storage ring and said indifferently: "Want to use me as your whetstone, find death!"

The Bais battlefield, Shuratai, is so cruel. If you want to use the other party as your whetstone and hone yourself, you will probably take your own life into it.

"Who else comes to fight, as long as the Emperor Wu Zhongjiu can do it!"

The young man in the red robe spoke again, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Obviously, the young man in red robe is very confident in himself. He also wants to find the strong and hone himself.

"I'll fight you!"

A bald-headed young man leapt onto the battle platform and breathed out.

In the later period of Emperor Wuzhong, the cultivation level was a little higher than that of the young red robe.

war!

No extra words, the two fight together.

On the battle platform, the confrontation was extremely fierce, and the two men tried their best to push themselves to the extreme.

Under the battlefield, many young people watched carefully.

Watching other people's wars sometimes inspires and inspires.

The two men's battle was very fierce, and a hundred battles were made. In the end, the red robe youth was stronger, and under the circumstance that they were hit hard, they killed their opponents.

The red robe youths fought for life and death. They seemed to have gained something. They got off the battle platform and disappeared here. It is estimated that they were looking for a place to retreat.

Next, there were several life-and-death fights, some of which were killed and some were both injured.

"Only such an environment can really improve quickly!"

Lu Ming whispered in his heart, then he stepped out and appeared on the battle platform.

"Who will fight me?"

Lu Ming glanced around, and added another sentence: "It is better to use the half saint to shoot. Under the half saint, there is no need to come to die!"

This remark made the scene quiet, and then there was a voice of discussion.

"Wo Chao, this person is so arrogant, looking at Xiu Wei, but it is only the early stage of Emperor Wuzhong's eighth layer.

"He also said that he will die under the half-holy, crazy to heaven!"

"I will meet him when I go!"

A young man rushed to the battle platform, the breath of his body diffused out, it was the practice of the eighth peak of Emperor Wu.

"Wuhuang Eightfold Peak, why do you come to die!"

Lu Ming shook his head slightly, disappointed.

"Crazy, see how you kill me!"

The young man sipped coldly, stepped forward, his hands like eagle claws, and clawed towards the landing.

boom!

Lu Ming burst out with a terrible punch, and the opponent's hand burst and burst, and the fist kept on, hitting the opponent's Dantian, and punching through the opponent's Dantian.

Punch and kill!

Lu Ming did not show any mercy. On the Shura platform, he did not show mercy. When he stepped on the Shura platform, he was ready to be killed.

What's more, Lu Ming has already reminded.

"I said, under the half-holy, it is not used to die!"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently.

Under the battle, the eyes of other young people were all fixed.

The young man with Wuhuang Bazhong killed a person with the highest peak of Wuhuang Bazhong in one punch. The fighting power is absolutely amazing.

"This person's combat strength is indeed amazing, just become my sharpening stone!"

A fierce young man, with a strong war in his eyes, his body moved, and he rushed to the battle platform. The terrible breath came out, which was the pinnacle of Emperor Wuzhong.

"It's him, the sky!"

"Kuangkong Xiuwei is the pinnacle of Wuhuang Jiuzhong, but the combat power is extremely terrible. He once cut the arrogance of several Wuhuang Jiuzhong peaks, and once challenged a half-st. Under the attack, he persisted for half an hour without dying!"

"He has been looking for powerful opponents to challenge recently, wanting to break the limits, comprehend the ultimate realm, and step into the Half Saint!"

The elite youth came to power, causing a wave of discussion.

But Lu Ming still shook his head and said, "Another death, why is this painful?"

Lu Ming is speaking in his heart. When he comes here, he also wants to find the strong, hone himself, and come to some weak, which has no effect on him. What is the point?But his words fell into the ears of others, and he was arrogant.

"Emperor Wu Huang, he is not ashamed, kill!

The mad figure, like a hurricane, killed Lu Ming.

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