Tai Di looked at the red shields on the arena, their strength had improved a lot, but what surprised him even more was Xing Zeyuan's perseverance beyond ordinary people.

In the more than a month that Yamato has been with, Tai Di found that Xing Zeyuan is a person worthy of deep friendship. He has no particularly significant personality traits, he occasionally thinks as contemplatively as Ganso, laughs as poorly, and he seems to be very affectionate with whomever he is with, as if he was born with a charm of conquering people. But he has a reverse scale, and those who touch it are violently counterattacked by him, and that reverse scale is every member of the Red Shield!

"Red Shield!

Tai Ti doesn't care about anything that doesn't stand up, they are brothers, when will the brothers appear if they don't appear now?

This battle of the Red Shield to challenge the God of Fire attracted a lot of people, including the second-generation mercenary group, and now the nine second-generation mercenary groups are all present, but only the deep sea mercenary group shouts and cheers, and the rest of the mercenary groups have always remained neutral, unlike them, who have the courage to express their meaning!

"Deep Sea Mercenary Regiment?"

Pan Asia glanced at Tai Ti who was waving the flag and shouting, and cheered with the banner of his mercenary group, is their relationship with the red shield so good? Pan Asia's heart tightened, the demon god saved the red shield, and now the deep sea has come to cheer them on, what kind of charm does Xing Zeyuan have that can attract so many people?

Xing Zeyuan's skin is dry, like cracked land, the battle has reached a fever pitch so far, what other tricks can be used!

When his arms touched the ground, Xing Zeyuan let out a "vigilance" to make everyone ready for battle at all times.

Duan Qin flipped the bottomless banana leaf in his hand, and the sound of the piano resumed when his body floated. Pan Asia, they will not give up the fight, then they will accompany them to the end!

"Earth Dragon Cone!"

With a flick of his fingers, a sharp rock headed towards Duan Qin.

"Duan Qin!"

Xing Zeyuan nervously shouted her name, and when she was about to jump, the colorful shield stretched out with the shining spell in the corner of her eye, and the earth dragon tip cone left ripples on it, and then shattered layer by layer. The long strings of bottomless banana leaves were plucked by fingers like peeling onions, and the sound ignited a fire in everyone's hearts.

"Hit!"

Xing Zeyuan's side face was resolute, and the next moment he rushed out with the Yuan Soul Sword in his hand.

"Since you can really move?"

Pan Asia doesn't understand, so far, why can Xing Zeyuan still drive his body freely?

The hot handle spreads out its palms and controls countless rocks to rise into the sky. This is not a competition, there is no professional host to explain on the side, their fierce battle simply happened in the eyes of everyone, the latter is cloudy, watching the competition that has nothing to do with him, and his blood is boiling!

The ground shattered, and Xiao Fu took a light step and ran quickly in front of Brother Gan Suo and Pi Ning.

The small hand was pointing downward, and the incantation that brought a stream of heat to spread to the face lit up.

"Kiss of the Domain God!"

The shield on the promotion platform is like a stone peak in a huge wind, and the steep wall rock cuts off the wind dragon, like a circular shield that cuts off the lilac flame at this moment.

"Xiao Fu, you go down first!"

Ganso protected her behind her, and now there was a mess on the promotion stage, and in order to prevent Xiao Fu from getting hurt, it was best for her to take the initiative to withdraw from the battle.

Xiao Fu looked at Ganso, nodded and shouted:

"Youyou!"

"Huh!"

"Let's go!"

Xiao Fu pulled her and jumped off the arena, this is what they said before, and now, there are six people in the stand!

Ganso and Binin kept their eyes on the Vulcan, with their strength they were still far from fighting it, but it was still possible to hold out for a while. When Ganso was about to make a move, he subconsciously touched his chest, the wound had healed, but his heart was still aching. It was true that his body was not as strong as Xing Zeyuan, and the latter recovered quickly from his injuries, and he had not left any dark diseases.

The soles of Ganso's feet moved on the ground, and Pinin pulled the string of the bow in his hand, and aimed the arrow at the Vulcan's head.

"It's kind of like fighting the Hellhound on Death Island!"

"It's not a little bit different!"

The imposing Vulcan was a meter tall at the shoulder, and when he rushed out with his teeth bared, the entire side of the platform burned with lilac flames. It was well aware of the current situation of the Fire God, but it could not regret what it had already done. The only thing that can be done is to change the status quo!

The sky is full of rocks, and the audience can't help but be surprised, is this the rhythm that they ignore?

"Xing Zeyuan!"

The flames in Pan Asia's hands became vigorous, and then turned into monstrous flames, and the Chaos Qi on the feet of the poor Ling dragged a black shadow, and each kick swept the flames into it and then devoured it.

Legend has it that everything was born from chaos and can return to chaos.

Xing Zeyuan clenched the Yuan Soul Sword and stepped forward, and all the flame impacts were carried by Qian Ling for him.

"There can only be one team standing on the arena today!"

Pan Asia rushed into the sky, and Reti stood side by side with it. In the rising rocks, Poor Ling stepped on the gravel, and the gravel flipped and fell towards the shattered arena, in contrast to the figure of the Poor Flying Falcon.

"So fast?"

Reti and Pan Asia stood on the uneven platform made of gravel, and their low-pressed figures landed on the corner of the platform, their eyes extremely cold.

"Let's take it!"

Poor Ling flicked on his toes, his body jumped up again, and when he was in the sky beyond everyone's vision, the sun descended on him like a star of destruction. His right leg was raised high, dragging up the scorching flames, and his left leg bounced and flicked, causing his body to slide down a hundred meters in the air.

"One skill!"

The body flipped over, and with a move of fire, it collided with countless rocks, and the clothes on Reti's arm were torn by muscles, and he had used all his strength, but the patchwork of rocks was vulnerable under Qi Ling's right leg. A hard stone can kill a person, but now countless hard boulders can't stop the poor Ling who always comes.

"They're so obsessed with fighting!"

As soon as the soldier behind Yan Shuang spoke, the former smiled. This one-meter-eight * takes off his black formal coat when the second-generation mercenary group is ready to shoot.

"Just what I want!"

Yan Shuang never minded the people who fought hard, let alone Xing Zeyuan and them. Powerful people are heroic rather than reckless, Yan Shuang is optimistic about them, and immediately shouted the name of the red shield and cheered for them!

Countless rocks overhead fell with the light of fire, like shattered and falling meteorites. The audience, who was still watching the excitement, dispersed in a hurry, like a flock of sheep sneaked into by wolves. Soon, only the Seven team remained in the audience, and they stood in place, unconcerned about the boulder meteor overhead.

"It looks like the Red Shield Mercenary Group has to lose money this time!"

Yu Borkin, who had long hair, sat in his place, and the members of the group next to him glanced at the sky, and hurriedly said:

"Commander, don't you run?"

"Don't run, that person will solve it!"

Yu Borkin glanced in the direction where Yanshuang was, and on the other side, the deputy leader of the Deep Sea Mercenary Regiment, asked:

"This is what Xing Zeyuan said about General Yan Shuang?"

"It should be!"

Since the newspaper of "Mercenary Childhood" was issued, Tai Di immediately went to Xing Zeyuan, and the two mercenary groups got together for a good time, and Xing Zeyuan also told Tai Di some things. In the face of the god of fire, Tai Ti's attitude is "don't say a word, just do it"!

Xing Zeyuan agreed, and Tai Di heard him say that Yan Shuang's strength should be around the two star gods. Well...... Only strong, not weak!

Yan Shuang rubbed his right palm, and the broken rocks of different sizes above his head fell in waves. The dense mass of broken rocks was staggering, and the speed was so fast that it was about to fall on everyone's heads. Although they are not afraid, there are still many viewers who have not run out of this huge coverage.

A glimmer of essence flashed in Yanshuang's eyes, and it was undoubtedly evident when the air was twisting with the momentum of one enemy and ten thousand. The palm of his hand clenched into a fist, and it slammed out of the space in front of him. The air was turbulent, and the audience was crowded in a panic in the wide passageway, and the gentleman, who had seemed gentle and calm a minute ago, was now desperately squeezing forward.

The people who fell in the flow of people could not escape the fate of being trampled, just like the gravel falling from the sky, even if the speed was fast, some were big and some small, but they were also still in the air under Yan Shuang's punch, and the flames were extinguished in an instant, and the rocks turned into powder in an instant. Yan Shuang's cloak returned to his shoulders, and when he sat down, it was like a rain of dust everywhere.

The crowd, who had thought they would be greatly impacted, froze at once, and a layer of dust with residual warmth on their bodies woke them up from the danger.

A huge rocky platform in the sky fell, and Poor Ling stood on top of it, kicking Reti and Pan Ya aside. The Vulcan landed on all four paws, and his bloody gaze was particularly fierce. The most feared things are often the most likely to happen, just like the current Flame God mercenary group, they are bent on defeating the poor first, but they inadvertently expose a lot of weaknesses in front of the red shield.

A wave of heat suddenly appeared behind the Fire God, he was a fifth-order spirit beast, although he had not been promoted, he had reached the peak of the fifth order, and he had the ability to fight with a sixth-order spirit beast. But what he was facing was not an ordinary sixth-order spirit beast, but Qi Ling, as long as his aura was urging, an indescribable sense of oppression would make the Fire God's strength fall, and it didn't even dare to speak at will!

This is the overbearing ...... Bloodline suppression!

Qi Ling, who was so fast as to drag out the afterimage, kicked the Vulcan in the thigh, causing him to be with Pan Ya and Retiwo.

Luo Tian and Fan Ao were carried down, and only Xing Zeyuan was left on the stage, and it was Gan Suo who should have gone down, but the powerful impact of the Fire God was blocked by Luo Tian. As a witch physician, he knew how serious Gansuo's injuries were last time, so he did not hesitate to urge the spell and stepped forward to hold up Shennong Ding.

Caught off guard, Van'ao is hit by a rock.

The four people left behind are enough, and they are confident that they will be able to defeat each other!

"Do you want to keep fighting?"

Xing Zeyuan asked him.

"You'll only rely on Poor Ling!"

When Pan Ya spoke, Xing Zeyuan was facing him, and then punched out. Wearing Moxing's fist made Pan Ya's body take a step back, the latter's clothes were already torn, and there were two more footprints on his chest under the attack of Qian Ling.

Who would have thought that the moment Qian Ling fell from the sky just now, he kicked hundreds of feet?

"Qian Ling is also a member of Red Shield, we are a team!"

Xing Zeyuan's brain was swollen, in fact, he had been like this for a long time, he had just been struggling to persevere! When Qian Ling fought fiercely with Pan Asia and Reti, Xing Zeyuan was affected by the air wave and almost fainted.

His words are still clear, and his persistence is only because he is the leader of a group! As the soul of a team, he must witness everything and must persevere to the end!

"Hahaha!"

Pan Ya laughed madly, at this moment, even Reti and Vulcan felt more and more estranged from him, they lost! Really lost! They no longer had the capital to fight again, neither their morale nor their physical injuries could help them fight again.

"Pan Asia?"

Reti called out to him, and his confidence began to waver in the face of the four Red Shields. The strength of the four of Xing Zeyuan is not as good as them no matter how you look at them, but they just won a competition that was bound to lose!

Now winning or losing, it's all in the pan-Asian word.

The soles of the poor Ling's feet rubbed on the ground, as the saying goes, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood!

"We ......"

Pan Ya Yi smiled, and immediately released the flames with both hands, and in the blazing light, the arena at Xing Zeyuan's feet shattered, and Duan Qin floated in the air, frowning slightly.

"It's too late, it's not certain who wins or loses!"