The whole venue was shaking, and everyone was almost dancing.

Why?

Because the night star dragged his two legs, he frantically blasted from left to right, from right to left, shaking the earth and affecting the nearby buildings in the process.

Although the audience was worried about whether the arena would collapse suddenly, they couldn't help but look at the competition platform and the man who was violently fighting the world.

There are many ways to abuse people, but most of them are inseparable from punches and kicks, like Ye Xingchen, grabbing people's legs, advancing at both ends, and blooming on all sides, it is really too violent aesthetics.

Especially, sound.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Listen, isn't it a fist to the flesh.

Listen again, is it flesh to the ground?

It's really wonderful, like a natural sound, which makes people feel refreshed.

The souls of the crowd drifted away as they hit the floor and rubbed against the dirt, and then shook their shoulders unconsciously.

Wow.

They danced so well.

“......”

On the suspended platform, the Heavenly Demon Emperor's gaze slowly increased.

The righteous son he valued the most, but at this moment, he was being played with by the disciples of the Wangu Sect, which was really unacceptable to him.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was another sound from the fighting platform.

The audience dancing in the distance retracted their souls and looked over.

On the shattered platform, the sharp fours were sunk into the cracked pit, and the clothes on his body had been rubbed and broken.

"Tread. ”

Night Xingchen squatted down, grabbed his hair with one hand, lifted his head and said, "Are you comfortable?"

“......”

There was a fierce silence with a bloody face.

The violent collision caused the meridians in his body to be completely damaged.

"Don't worry. ”

Ye Xingchen dragged him out of the pit like a dead dog, and then raised it in front of everyone, and said coldly: "Your performance is over, my performance has just begun." ”

"Bang ———"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Ling Li into the sky.

Everyone subconsciously followed and looked up, and saw that guy was hunched and flew into the sky.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

On the competition platform, Night Star spread his arms, and powerful energy gathered between his palms.

"Isn't it ......"

When some people speculated, they saw streamer shells flying out from the bottom up.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Ling Li, who flew to the highest point, was about to fall vertically, when he was suddenly hit by the streamer cannonball in turn, and the whole person instantly flew to a higher place, leaving different degrees of dents all over his body.

Hidden in the shadows, the black coffin-carrying team, with sunglasses and suits, is ready for the upcoming business.

"That's too ruthless!"

Some viewers just can't stand it.

In the current situation, Night Star obviously has an absolute advantage, and he can be put to death, but he never kills him, but instead ravages madly in front of the public.

"Boom —————"

At this moment, Ling Li fell from a high altitude to the competition platform like mud.

By this moment, he was covered in bruises.

It's just that Ye Xingchen's strength was just right when he shot, and even the damage caused by landing was accurately calculated, so Ling Li was in a state of serious injury, but his life was not endangered.

Please put your profession on the chapter review.

"Tread. ”

Night Xingchen walked over, pulled Ling Li up again, and kicked into the sky again.

Reader: "If you have the ability to abuse him for a whole chapter, we are not short of money!"

"Whew!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom!"

“......”

Under repeated violence, he flew up for a while, and fell down for a while.

The audience's eyes moved up and down, and their mentality gradually changed from initial excitement to boring.

Everyone likes to watch the aesthetics of violence, but eventually they will get tired of aesthetics.

Half an hour later.

Ling Li was sunk in the arena again.

He was alive, he still had his mind, and he could clearly feel the pain coming from every inch of skin, every muscle.

"Cool!"

Li Shangtian shouted.

A few years ago, in the galaxy competition, Senior Sister and He Wushu were both abused, and they could be regarded as helping themselves to avenge their hatred, but they were always almost meaningful, and now Senior Brother did it tonight, and completely made up for that meaning, the real O!

"Bang!"

Night Xingchen walked over again, raised his foot and stepped on the back of Lingli's head, and said coldly: "If you had met me in the main competition, you wouldn't have had the courage to stand here." ”

I'm the Night Emperor.

Still arrogant.

“......”

Ling Li, whose face was buried in the pit, did not move.

But the bruised hands were clenched tightly, and the pain in his body was not as good as the pain in his heart.

With the goal of winning the championship, he went to the Cangyun Department.

As a result, barely made it to the finals.

For this reason, he lost the trust of his father-in-law, suffered the ridicule of his brother-in-law, and even lost the love of his heart.

Unwilling.

How willing!

"Whew!"

The majestic aura that filled the body of the person who was trampled under his feet made Night Xingchen's expression stunned.

I've abused him a thousand times, and I can still burst out of my aura?

Something.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Ling Li supported the ground with both hands, slowly raised his head against the feet of the night star, his hideous and deformed face was full of killing intent, and said: "What I have experienced over the years is a thousand times more painful than you kicking around!"

This sentence contains a complex emotion.

Jun Changxiao caught it, so he held his chin and said, "He must have an untold story." ”

"Stories, stories!"

The system couldn't stand it and roared: "All his meow let you meet it!"

"And then?"

Nightstar retracted his leg.

"Whew!"

Ling Li staggered and stood up, and stood up with difficulty.

His hands were hanging down, his face was covered in blood, and his body was covered in bruises, and he looked more like a zombie.

"I failed once, I lost everything. Ling Li lowered his head and said.

failed to win the championship of the Cangyun System Galaxies, and the person he loved died again, which made him completely fall into madness, and even took the initiative to apply to go to the Demon Abyss Valley, experienced unimaginable trials for ordinary people, and finally sublimated in anger and broke through the half-step Heavenly Machine Realm.

No words could describe how terrifying the trials Ling Li experienced when he was cultivating in the Demon Abyss Valley.

Night Star is terrible, isn't it?

No.

Count a fart.

Therefore, even if he was seriously injured at the moment, Ling Li still did not fall, because the persistence in his heart was always motivating, because the girl in the sky was still waiting for him to win the championship.

"I'm not going to lose!"

"I can't lose!"

Sharply removed the torn clothes on his upper body, and his chest and back were full of scars.

These are not abused by Night Star, but have existed since childhood, which is the best proof that he survived.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Blood-colored lines spread out.

"I'm in trouble!" Jian Guiru said: "This son has awakened the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Emperor!"

“......“

Gu Tianxing's brows furrowed.

In the galaxy race, that guy was inspired, although he was still invincible for seconds.

But.

This time is different from last time.

Obviously, Ling Li's strength is much stronger than before.

Moreover, from the anger and killing intent that permeated it, as well as the complex emotions that emerged in the eyes, it can be inferred that something must have been experienced in recent years, so as to obtain some kind of sublimation.

“......”

Night Star's gaze gradually became solemn.

What he cared about was not Ling Li's sudden burst of terror, but the afterglow inadvertently swept to the graceful figure standing in the distance.

However, when I took it seriously, the figure disappeared out of thin air, as if hallucinating.

"Finals Champion ......"

Ling Li stimulated the bloodline to the extreme, and yelled, "It's mine!"

"Boom" Night Star suddenly appeared in front —————————of him and slammed a punch into his chest.

Very powerful, not inked.

Ling Li's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he flew out of the arena like a cannonball, and sinked into the edge wall, his head slowly fell, and he passed out on the spot.

The whole venue was silent.

"Whew!"

Night Star didn't wait for the referee to announce victory, and then rushed out of the arena.

When he came to the place where the graceful figure disappeared just now, he saw that the other party was gradually disappearing around the corner, so he shouted coldly: "Stop me!"

The figure stopped.

The two were dozens of feet apart from each other, and several cameras moved over in unison.

"Could it be ......" Su Xiaomo looked at the figure on the light curtain and said in surprise: "The champion of the Canghai Galaxy Race, is it really Xie Lingyao who Senior Brother Ye knows?"