Chapter 147: The Strongest Battle VIII
"Plop, plop, plop, plop........" I don't know when a heartbeat-like sound sounded, from low to high, from far to near, clearly into people's ears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Sensing the abnormality, the people gradually stopped crying, stood up and looked around, looking for the source of the strange sound.
Except for a few powerhouses on the sixth floor, no one knew what this voice was, they just stood blankly, looking around to explore!
When a ball of golden light appeared out of thin air, everyone's eyes widened, and all their faces were written with amazement!
Samuel floated in the air, Samuel appeared intact, and his outfit was spotless, as if he had returned to the moment when he had just appeared!
"Oh my god, Samuel is still alive, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Someone rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
"God forbid! My Samuel, he's alive! "Too many women are moved to tears because of this.
"Wait, what am I feeling?! How could Samuel's breath be so powerful? Several times stronger than in his heyday! Someone exclaimed.
"This is, this is the strength of the Titled Martial Saint! God, what's going on? Samuel not only lived, but also flew, and became a titled martial saint! ”
"Can anyone tell me, what the fuck is going on?"
"Good! Good! Good! The golden-robed old man on the sixth floor stroked his palms and laughed, and praised repeatedly: "Unexpectedly, this kid actually broke through on the verge of death, and also awakened the secret technique of bloodline, the secret technique of immortality!" There are only ten people in the entire family who have mastered this secret art! Samuel, this kid, deserves to be the proudest heir of the family! ”
Compared with the excitement of the predecessors, the expressions of Ren's relatives and friends were very miserable, and the previous excitement and joy had not passed, and the ruthless gods sent a bad news.
In a short period of time, they went from carnival to despair, from heaven to hell. The roles of sadness and joy are reversed, and the Oliveira siblings in front of them are an excellent example. Slovot came back to life, but Oliveira was dying.
Tilly, on the other hand, looked shocked and desperate, and collapsed in her seat, staring at the demon that suddenly appeared in the sky.
So that you don't die, what is not a demon?
The audience turned from noisy to unified, from whispers to chanting, people's faces swelled with ecstasy, and the joys gathered to form a huge ocean, impacting the hearts of Rennes' relatives and friends, and impacting the ancient arena!
At this moment, the excited audience looked at the crows and the gang with malicious faces, both men and women had mocking pleasures on their faces, and their mouths spewed harsh sounds, and the waves of laughter, insults and insults swept over Tina and the others again. Only this time, Tina and the others didn't show any reaction, but just looked at the silver-haired man on the platform quietly with sad eyes.
They knew very well in their hearts that the time of parting had come.
Although surprised but not in a hurry, Wren suppressed his breath, forced his body to stand up slowly, looked up at the son of the sun in the sky, and silently said nothing.
Gently moving his hands, Samuel felt the powerful power surging from his body, looking at the tiny ants below, and a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, he was full of dazzling golden light, releasing an incomparably powerful aura and power, and with that almost perfect demeanor, he looked like a living god from a distance.
Standing proudly in the sky, pressing down with both hands, the carnival audience was immediately silenced, and Samuel's voice was flat and plain, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
"Are you surprised to see me come back alive? Rennes. ”
"It was quite unexpected." Wren said honestly: "Why don't you die?" ”
"Hahahahaha..........." Samuel let out a series of laughs, with pride and joy in the laughter, and after a long time, he stopped laughing and said slowly, "I want to thank you, Wren." The process was terrible, but the result was very satisfying. You made me break through at the moment of life and death, and let me awaken the secret art of immortality, I am truly grateful for your help. ”
"If you really thank me." Wren said lightly: "Just let me kill you again as a thank you." ”
"Unfortunately, the Immortal Secret Technique can only be used once a day, so I can't grant your request. And ........." Speaking of this, Samuel smiled slightly, and his eyes revealed sarcasm: "I doubt it, can you still break through my strength defense now?" You see, I am a titled martial saint in his heyday, and you are just a first-level martial saint who is seriously injured and exhausted, even if I stand still now, it will be difficult for you to reach the soles of my feet. ”
"Don't be mad, Samuel." Wren frowned and said coldly: "Don't forget, who taught you to fly." ”
Hearing this subtle humiliation, Samuel laughed instead of anger, and he stretched out his arms, and his hands began to glow with gold. The aura of danger diffused everywhere, and an extremely powerful force began to brew, and the magic barriers on all sides trembled, showing ripples like water.
"Wren, to thank you, I will use my newly mastered strongest martial arts to deal with you. I'm not skilled enough for the first time, so you'll have to wait a little longer. ”
"Does this sound familiar?" A wry smile escaped from the corner of Wren's mouth, he frowned, and looked up at Samuel in the sky, feeling this amazing killing move brewing.
Exhausted of the organs, still not work? I'm really unwilling.
The sound grew louder, and the strong wind swept wildly, blowing up the long silver hair and blowing the hearts of all the audience.
At this moment, the audience was silent, they looked at the slightly rickety seriously injured man, and felt the sad atmosphere that permeated the scene, and a trace of sadness welled up in their hearts.
Hero's End!
While the vast majority of viewers were on Samuel's side, they had to admit that Wren was a miracle hero who blew everyone's mind.
With the power of a first-level martial saint, kill the famous son of the sun once, if you don't witness it with your own eyes, everyone who hears it will probably take it as a joke. This remarkable achievement is enough for him to take to hell to show off.
Rennes was supposed to be a victor at the top, but unfortunately, his luck was too bad.
At the moment of death, he broke through his strength, and was lucky to comprehend the secret art of immortality, the son of the sun deserves to be the son of the sun, and Wren is really an unlucky guy. You must know that the strong man who successfully broke through at the moment of death, and tens of thousands of people may be able to come out with tens of thousands of deaths. It can only be said that Samuel was lucky to the extreme, and Wren was lucky to the extreme.
Speaking of which, Rennes' luck has been very bad. In this life-and-death duel, he did not lose to Samuel, he lost to luck.
No matter who it is, you have to admit that Wren dares to fight, his fighting style is gorgeous and exciting, he is an excellent man, and it is a pity to die at this moment.
For such a strong man, even if he stands on a hostile position, people still can't help but feel a trace of pity and respect in their hearts.
"Phyllis, take a good look." Tina's eyes were teary and she looked forward, her voice was calm: "This is your brother, this is your brother's last battle, you have to keep your eyes open to see the end, and remember his heroism in your heart." ”
Phyllis didn't speak, just clenched her fists, opened her swollen eyes from crying, and nodded desperately.
The radiant golden rays of his hands were compressed to the limit, turning into balls of light the size of two heads, emitting a huge roar like thunder. The inside of the golden ball of light seems to contain the power of destroying the world, even if you look at the audience from afar, you can clearly feel the horror of this move, and fear swells in your heart.
"I've been waiting for you, and now it's time for it to be over."
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