Bang bang bang!!

The battle of the 500-man brawl became more and more chaotic, and from time to time there were screams, and the powerful contestants were blasted directly out of the central gladiatorial arena, and the piranhas in the pool brushed and moved, mercilessly biting the prey sent to the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Among them, the strong contestants named by the host on the high platform have the rhythm of cleaning up the battlefield, and they do not go against each other, but instead reach a tacit understanding to solve the surrounding weaknesses.

The outstanding Wu King and Phantom Fruit also received enthusiastic attention.

It's just that under the noses of the cheering audience, in the huge and chaotic field of the bullfighting arena, no one noticed, and someone mixed in as if they were hiding from the world.

"Well, it's quite lively." Ye Qiong, who was on the edge of the battle, shrugged his shoulders, and the fierce fighting around him coupled with the cheers and cheers of thousands of people in the audience above, the huge momentum pressed the atmosphere of the battle situation into a tight one.

He didn't move closer to the direction of the Black King and the Phantom Fruit for the first time, but swam slightly at the edge of the field, ready to fish in troubled waters.

"Huh?!" The muscular sword fighters around him glanced at Ye Qiong, who was looking at the battle, and secretly despised it in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a stunned existence in this big brawl battle, and he smiled fiercely while holding the sword and touching it.

Pulling a few steps in, the sword fighter clenched the sword in his hand, and a faint black light covered the blade.

The standard jumped high, raised his arm and raised his sword, saying the timing of the whole person falling, and the long sword slashed straight down towards the back of Ye Qiong's head!

"Go down to Huangquan, just buy a lesson, this kind of desperate battle is not something a kid like you can adapt to." As the blade fell, the thought flashed through the sword fighter's heart.

Boom!

The long sword tore through Ye Qiong's figure, but it didn't have the feeling of splitting the flesh, but the feeling of slicing through the air.

Under the incredulous gaze of the sword fighter, the long sword slashed into the hard ground, and the rubble was scattered.

Trample!

Ye Qiong's disappearing figure reappeared, stepping domineeringly on the back of the sword fighter's long sword that sank into the ground, and looked down, "Tsk, I almost got my hands on you." ”

The "......" sword fighter remained motionless in the posture of holding the sword, completely silent, and a few drops of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and dripped onto the sword.

"Armed color domineering...... On the New World side, it really can't be compared with the first half of the Great Shipping Route and the East China Sea region. Ye Qiong smiled, "It's a pity, the dragon is still the dragon set." ”

"Drink !!" The sword fighter, who had not moved, suddenly let go of his long sword, clenched his fist and forward, and it was a right hook!

Ye Qiong narrowed his eyes, and quickly raised his right hand to block.

Syllable!

The sword fighter's sandbag-sized fist was blocked by Ye Qiong's slightly wrapped right hand with a domineering weapon.

"Damn !!" The sword fighter was so hard that his face was flushed, his muscles were bulging, and his fist was pushed down, barely making Ye Qiong take a step back.

But Ye Qiong's retreating steps had just fallen, and after a short moment of unloading his strength, he took a smooth step forward, and came to the defenseless body of the sword fighter, and the elbow of his right hand slammed into his soft stomach.

"Wow!" The hard-hit sword fighter groaned in pain, and knelt down with his hands on his stomach, temporarily losing his ability to fight.

"Your sword...... I borrowed it. Ye Qiong waved his hand, and the long sword dropped by the sword fighter on the ground ignored gravity and floated upward, and was held in his right hand.

His hands, when he held the long sword at this time, finally did not tremble, but under the domineering spirit of the slight movement of his body, he fully possessed the sharpness and edge of a swordsman.

"It seems that it is feasible to use the vitality of the Divine Tree to stabilize and enhance the physique of the body." Ye Qiong looked at the dark long sword in his hand with a slight understanding, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, "The current physique ...... I think it's a tenth of what it used to be, but it's enough now. ”

Under the operation of his own ability, on the long sword that is wrapped around the unique black color of the armed color, there is a thin layer of daylight on the blade, which is the spatial power that condenses the cutting attribute.

"Still...... The snow falls somewhere in the sea, but I don't need a sword as a weapon anymore. Ye Qiong muttered to himself, his eyes flashed with an indescribable sharpness, and while turning around, he turned his wrist and slashed at the several sword fighters who attacked and slashed.

A faint crescent-like sword flashed.

Laugh at!

Several long swords of the same quality broke in the sword fighter's hand, and the incision was smooth, like the sense of déjà vu against the twelve supreme fast knives.

Yes, with the merger of domineering and spatial power at will, any sword in Ye Qiong's hands can exert the effect of sharpening iron like clay.

The tip of the sword stayed in front of the noses of several stunned sword fighters, Ye Qiong looked directly at them holding the broken sword in his hand, and said slowly, "As a sword fighter, even the sword is broken, do you want to continue fighting?" ”

Sensing a hint of sharpness in the black and white color on the blade, a sword fighter swallowed his saliva and took the lead in saying, "I'll quit the game immediately!" ”

"I'll quit too!"

"Me too!"

The remaining sword fighters nodded hurriedly.

What are you kidding, even a few swords covered with armed domineering are directly cut off, how to deal with it.

"That's good." Ye Qiong nodded, withdrew his long sword and continued to move towards the side of the battle.

On the high platform, Diamanti, the highest cadre, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Qiong, who was integrated into the fierce battle, and when he saw that he was all directly cutting off his weapons, his expression was a little surprised, and he muttered, "The strength is not bad, is it a foreign contestant?" ”

The battle is getting fiercer!

Finally, after the number of people on the stage plummeted, from 500 to 100, there were finally strong people facing each other!

"Wow! Our giant Satsuma on the field has finally picked an opponent - it is a brilliant black king player!! The host said excitedly.

"Phew, it's not the giant who picked Lao Tzu, but Lao Tzu who picked him! Such a large volume, it takes up too much space! The black king pursed his lips, looked at the giant's fist smashed from the top of his head, and quickly rolled away.

The giant's fist slammed into the ground, and the entire bullfighting arena trembled slightly, and the piranhas in the surrounding pools jumped uneasily.

"Are you going to compete with me in strength? Bastard! The black king glared fiercely at the giant Satsuma.

"Humph!" Giant Satsuma erupted from his nostrils, and his voice shook the air, "Just you little one, see if I don't blow you into meat sauce with one punch!" ”

He is comparable to the size of a small mountain, and the gap between him and the black king, who is slightly shorter than normal people, is as far as that of an elephant and a mouse.

Such words couldn't help but cause cheers from the audience outside the venue:

"Giants! Come on, squash him! ”

"Hehe, compare strength with giants? How naïve! ”

"Twist his head off!"

Ignoring the cheers on the giants from the sidelines, the black king clenched his fists, made a crisp sound like fried beans, and grinned lightly, "Just let you bastards see what power is!" ”