The deep eyes were staring ahead, although there were many spectators around, but that was not the point, they had to be extra careful in the face of the Flame God Mercenary Group. Now there is a lot of difference in the strength of the two mercenary groups, and if you are distracted, it means that the battle is over.

The audience looked at the Red Shield and the Fire God standing on each side of the platform, they announced the challenge yesterday and arrived on time today.

"The difference between the number of Red Shield and the Fire God is a bit big!"

"Who do you think will win?"

"It should be the Fire God, although I don't like them now, but they have three strong people with star gods. Pan Asia has even reached a star god, plus two large and one small strength. ”

"You still underestimate the red shield, although they are newcomers, but there is one person in the group who was born as a divine beast, and his strength is around the sixth order, which is equal to the strength of two star gods. ”

"So strong?

"The one on the far right, the tall one!"

Following the gaze of the audience, Qi Ling held artillery in both hands and confronted the thirty-four people of the Fire God.

"Be careful!"

After Xing Zeyuan finished speaking, the battle without the opening bell had begun.

"Xing Zeyuan, thanks to you for choosing us. ”

Pan Ya Ji smiled, he was worried that he couldn't find someone to vent, but he didn't expect Xing Zeyuan to bring the Red Shield Mercenary Group to the door by himself. On the arena of the mercenary house, killing and wounding were common! Two flags were planted at both ends of the two-hundred-meter-wide platform, and the pan-Asian voice below echoed throughout the arena.

Xing Zeyuan didn't answer, and there is no need to answer now. Anyway, it's a contest of life and death, and nothing is better than a happy one.

Pan Ya looked at the silent Red Shield Mercenary Group, turned around and rushed out with a flaming fist. The raging flames completely enveloped the Qi Ling who rushed forward, but the black sandy Chaos Qi absorbed the flames, causing it to only roar and roar, but not to move forward in the slightest.

"Boom!"

When the flames exploded, Qian Ling returned to his own position, the flames fluttered on the empty arena, and a black flame bomb rose up to the air waves, taking the lead in breaking through the flames and exploding in the air, like a signal arrow, the cannonball fired the first shot, and then the red shield ten people exploded together.

"Flame Fortress!"

Looking at the staggering number of black* fired, Pan Asia quickly opened a fire shield to protect everyone.

* Shells burst out of the barrel, carrying tongues of fire and the fury of the Red Shield mercenary group. Both Si Nu and Gan Suo were armed with artillery at this time, this was the first time they had used this new weapon, but the effect was very good, although there was recoil, Xiao Fu and Duan Qin were able to move it.

Xing Zeyuan's eyes bloomed with the brilliant flower of the explosion, and he did not hesitate to pull the trigger. Pan Asia's ability is fire, and he can't be injured with arrows, so try it with this powerful artillery!

"The Red Shield Mercenary Group really has a grudge against the Fire God Mercenary Group!"

"That's it, I made a ruthless move from the beginning!"

"That's too ruthless, isn't it?"

"Red Shield, come on!"

The spectators shouted in unison, and after thirty shells were fired, ten cannons of various sizes were thrown to the ground, and before the cannons could touch the dust on the ground, Qi Ling was the first to rush out.

"Seven-tone girl, open!"

Duan Qin's body floated, giving the audience a feeling of floating immortals, and she tapped the strings with her fingertips, oppressing the music of the Flame God Mercenary Group to the end.

After some bombardment, the air became hot and dry, and the smell of * was everywhere, as if it could be used to ignite the air. Qi Ling rose into the sky, the scorching sun shone behind him, and the dazzling golden light made the audience dare not open their eyes, and at that moment, the Flame God mercenary group began to disperse.

"Flames - Meteor Shower!"

"Rock and Earth Walls!"

The star god in his chest shone, and the curtain of the earth on the side of the arena curled up, forming a shield like an arm bend. The moment Qi Ling fell, he kicked half of the Flame God Mercenary Group outside the arena at an extremely fast speed. His speed is too fast, if it weren't for the timely reaction of the heat lift, I am afraid that the meteor shower after the explosion would be even more powerful.

The god of fire and Reti came to entangle the poor, and Pan Asia went straight to the stars.

"Bear!"

The sword condensed by flames and the gray-black steel castle rushed together, Xing Zeyuan's eyes froze, and the Yuan Soul Sword stabbed directly.

Rumble!

The sword qi roared, piercing the air on Pan Asia's side into a vacuum.

"Who do you think will win this time?"

Pan Ya's eyes were red, and he stared at Xing Zeyuan as if waiting for him to speak.

"Of course we are!"

"No!

Pan Asia unleashed flames all over his body.

"Your poor Ling will be controlled by my team members, as for the others, my Yanshen mercenary group is three times as large as you, even if nearly ten people have been eliminated, they can still stalk you from the stage! As for you, you are mine!

The pan-Asian eyes of the body controlled by desire were vicious, and Xing Zeyuan's face was cold.

Poor Ling and the god of fire, hot on the battle. Ganso and Weaver meet again. Mo and Yang Rui fought together. Bining fought with the snipers of Fan Ao and the Flame God Mercenary Regiment, Luo Tian was besieged by four people, and Flora was armed with an iron axe, so that Luo Tian, who swallowed the beast pill, could not benefit for the time being.

From the quiet arena to this scene in just a minute, the fiercest battle started in a short period of time, and those who fell off the platform and touched the ground were eliminated, and they stepped on the air, wanting to take advantage of their speed. But this time, the Vulcan did not launch a fierce attack with Reti like last time, but focused on defense, and the Red Shield Mercenary Group realized that they could not win a protracted battle, so they had to fight quickly.

The Flame God Mercenary Group was also aware of this, so they deliberately dragged it out!

Poor Ling is like a swift, flashing every raindrop with precision.

Spin your body and kick at Vulcan in an unimaginable amount of time for the audience.

"Suddenly!"

The rock armor condensed, the flames enveloped it, and at the foot of Qi Lingyi, the body of the fire god flipped in the air, and shot out the next moment.

In the blink of an eye, the fire exorcism banner on his back made the flames of the fire god condense into a cone, but how could Qian Ling be injured by the fire god? He has always liked to fight in a hard-fought way, even if he carries you with a kick, he will return the punch to you!

The knife in Ganso's hand collided with the sword in Kang Rui Weaver's hand, and in a few sparks, two pairs of sharp eyes stared at each other.

"Looks like your heart wasn't pierced last time?"

"It's your turn this time!"

Ganso's tone was cold, and as he stepped back, his knives leaned back on one side.

"Mountain—Dragon's Claw!"

With his toes on the ground, Ganso's body shot out, and the arrows shot from the shadows were blocked by Fan'ao's blue arrows.

The twin knives with great power slashed down, like dragon claws blasting a large hole in the arena at the feet of Sharp Weaver.

"Forty-eight thousand—the method of afflictions!"

A 100-meter wave of air slashed out, affecting the sniper at the other end of the arena, Fan Ao grabbed a gap, and shot a crossbow with an eyebrow arrow.

The panicked sniper dodged as fast as he could, and what awaited him was a burst of three powerful arrows. The body was rushed to the stage, he has been eliminated, but the battle on the field is still fierce.

Rumble!

The flames rushed into the sky, forming a mushroom cloud, and Xing Zeyuan was surrounded by flames, and now no one could help him, except himself. Because everyone now has opponents, including Xiao Fu and Youyou. The 100-meter platform is not particularly wide, but a variety of battles are staged at the same time.

You can't go back any longer, you're on the edge of the arena behind you, and if you take a step back, he'll fall.

"Fire Net!"

glanced at Xing Zeyuan behind him, who was facing the sea of fire, and suddenly, the air behind him was squeezing, and a fire shadow appeared. Pan Asia covered himself with flames, and quietly appeared behind Xing Zeyuan. The hot palm touched Xing Zeyuan's back, and before his spell could be urged, there were already countless nets that fixed Xing Zeyuan in the air.

Xing Zeyuan was like a flying insect in a spider's web, and the web of flames covered his whole body, trying to burn him into black charcoal. But the gray-black castle protrudes from the surface of the body, extinguishing the flames. The cautious-eyed Xing Zeyuan already had enough combat experience, and he faced the monstrous sea of fire and slashed out with a sword.

The flames were cut off in the cold sword qi like a yellow spring, and Pan Ya, who was hidden in the flames, jumped into the air, and then released a powerful move.

"Flame Relief God!"

A huge circle of fire was drawn overhead, countless flames rushed down like a thousand zhang waterfall, Xing Zeyuan raised his head, when his eyes were occupied by flames, he was destined to not escape, but these were all planned by them!

Qian Ling was responsible for dragging down Reti and Vulcan, and the rest of the people defeated the opponent with their strongest strength, this time it was similar to the battle plan of Guangqizhou last time, except for the first wave of artillery bombardment! Because they had learned a lesson, no matter whether the enemy was strong or not, they had to be defeated first. Otherwise, a seemingly small character may turn the tide of the battle at the final moment. So the weak ones must be eliminated first!

The people of the Flame God Mercenary Group were eliminated quickly, and now there are only sixteen people left, and Pan Ya doesn't care about those, because he only has Xing Zeyuan in his eyes!

"Xing Zeyuan, go die!"

Pan Ya roared, and the flames rushed out like his emotions.

Qian Ling turned his head, and with a slight hesitation, he was grabbed by the rock giant.

Xing Zeyuan looked up at the flames approaching, and then held up the Yuan Soul Sword, and the five-belt inscription of the Yuan Soul Sword and the five-belt inscription of Mo Xing urged together. Xing Zeyuan, who does not retreat and advances, faces the pillar of fire with the momentum of "moths fighting fire"!

A strand of hair was ignited, and the hot air made Xing Zeyuan leave a lot of hot sweat, and it was a suicidal act for a moth to fight a fire, but when there were enough moths, even the hotter bonfire would be extinguished by fragile moths and drowned. Because they will use what little bones they have left, pile up a charred black cold.

In the dazzling firelight, Xing Zeyuan's hair fluttered suddenly, and the gray-black steel castle giant shield blocked the flames, but it couldn't block the high temperature in it, the high temperature invaded, Xing Zeyuan's clothes were soaked in an instant, and the sweat flowed exaggeratedly, but when his body was swallowed by the flames, the people of the Flame God Mercenary Group were secretly happy, but at this moment, they felt that something was not quite right.

Luo Tian besieged by Flora, Gan Suo in front of Kang Rui Weaver, and Mo in front of Yang Rui frantically attacked the Kiss of the Domain God, so that the four of them were shattered to face Pi Ning and Fan Ao, and Youyou stood in the storm, feeling the battle intent released by everyone together.

"It seems that your regimental commander is no longer good, as long as he is lost, you will also be finished!"

Reti seemed to have lifted something weighing a thousand pounds, and when his arms were raised, countless rocks that broke through the ground smashed towards him.

"Oh?"

Neither the lilac heat flames nor the extraordinarily hard rocks of the Vulcan God could help him, and Qian Ling was only injured, but it was still too early to fall! He suddenly raised his head and smiled fiercely at Reti and the Vulcan God.

"As long as there is a breath left, it is not lost! My regimental commander is more resolute than any of you!"

"Blade - Frenzy!"

The flames enveloped Xing Zeyuan's body from all sides, and even if he suffered such a terrifying impact, Xing Zeyuan still barely took a big stride under the shield to maintain his balance. Holding up the Yuan Soul Sword with both hands, the white and blue light of the forest soared into the sky with the blessing of the two five-belt inscriptions.

The fire light and half of it, Xing Zeyuan held the Yuan Soul Sword on his head, his eyes looked at the tip of the sword, and the ten-meter-wide wave of qi released from it was like a giant sword, shattering the pillar of fire from it. Pan Ya thought that Xing Zeyuan had been defeated, so he turned to look at Qian Ling, but suddenly, his gaze returned to the former.

He looked at Xing Zeyuan in astonishment, it had only been three years, why had they grown into such a terrifying appearance?

Xing Zeyuan shouted, the arena under his feet continued to crumble, and the appearance of his sword seemed to open up the world.

"Ahh