'Why is his voice so familiar......

Xiaohu's thick black eyebrows gradually frowned, no, it couldn't be that person, no matter how evil that person was, how could he break through two orders in a row in just one year, from the eleventh-order demon master to the thirteenth-order super magic guide?

However, people outside the domain will not know the name of Lord Wang Xiang, could it be that this person is a peerless powerhouse who lives in seclusion in the ice field?

Thinking of this, the fighting spirit of the tiger is even stronger.

As soon as he threw his fist, his tiger eyes burst out with magic power!

Finally, there's a guy who can handle it.

The man in the white mask and even his eyes were hidden in the darkness, just standing quietly outside the tiger, the smooth mask covering all his expressions, only the deep, elusive magic slowly seeped out of his body, which made people shudder.

"Uh......"

The referee stood tall in the tower, and the voice in the magic amplification stone was a little knotted again.

"Look, it seems that a warrior has finally stepped forward and wants to meet Mr. Tiger of the Ice Clan for a while."

"Cut ......"

The referee's declaration mixed with cold sweat was quickly covered by a wave of boos.

Don't tease the boys, we don't have a fat pig flow in the past few years, do you think you want to attract people's attention and cheer for you by dressing up as a weird look?

"Lord Tiger, please punch and crush this bed bug that doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The audience's 'enthusiastic' call was simply tilted towards the head of the Hanting Owl Beast, especially the original descendants of the clan, grinning as if they were marrying their daughters-in-law.

The clan, even if it merges with the Ice Descendant, will definitely not lose to the Ice Descend, and Lord Tiger, who is about to set a brilliant record of a thousand consecutive victories, must be an existence that no one in the ice field can surpass for thousands of years in the future!

He is the pride of everyone in the clan!

"I don't care who you are."

On top of the huge iron fist of the tiger, there seemed to be an orange fiery magic, and the heat wave rolled between his closed fingers, and the eyes of the people who sprayed it were a little painful.

"This battle is my last battle in the curse of the ice field, no matter what, I have to give myself a perfect stronghold."

"So, ah......"

"Mr. Tiger has punched!"

The referee's shrill shouts were filled with desperation.

That seemingly fragile man is finally going to be a stepping stone to a thousand consecutive victories for the Tiger?

"Boom!"

The 10,000-ton heavy blow expanded an invisible but substantial wave on the arena made of polar ice, and even the enchantment that enveloped the arena also stirred up uneven ripples, and a low-frequency noise came into everyone's ears, and everyone covered their ears with pale faces, dizzy.

"Hoo ......"

The violent shock did not dissipate for a long time.

But! In the arena, there was no earth-shattering explosion as imagined.

The transparent waves that had muddied the enchantment did not disperse for a long time, and the icicles of dozens of feet were fragmented, and the people who had recovered from the pain were all staring at each other in a daze, stunned and unable to move.

"Hey ......"

"I'm dreaming."

"Lord Tiger's fist?"

The right fist of the tiger is like a huge mountain, standing majestically.

However, this terrifying, unimaginable giant mountain, as if it came to an abrupt end, was wrapped in a more powerful palm, and the eye-catching plain white five fingers easily covered the tiger's furious fist, converging all the world-destroying demons, and it seemed light.

"Block, block, block, block the fist of the tiger?"

The referee's mouth was wide open, and his chin was pressed directly against the railing, and he was squeezed bloodless.

As a referee of the tenth-order demon master, how could he not feel the power of Xiaohu's punch?

In all fairness, if you play by yourself, I'm afraid that before you come into contact with the iron fist of the tiger, you will be torn to minced meat by the roaring demonic energy, right?

"Smack!"

The man's wrist twisted, and he repelled the iron fist of the tiger with one palm, and the crisp sound of two boards slapping suddenly sounded in the air, and in an instant! The man's flexible wrist was already close to the tiger's arm, and he walked forward and took the tiger's throat directly!

'So fast! ’

The tiger was shocked in his heart, and the indomitable heroism suddenly turned into caution and caution, and the sudden surge of adrenaline made the tiger's magic power fully explode, he shouted angrily, his hair and temples rose, and he suddenly swung a fist at the man's five fingers.

The man in the sleek mask was clearly a battle-hardened man, and his figure was like a ghost dodging and dodging.

"Smack!"

He grabbed the whistling fist again, ignoring the tyrannical magic energy oozing from the tiger's skin, and the man stood on tiptoe, smacked his kick, and slammed it into his waist before the tiger could react.

Everything happened in the light of light.

The blood dog, who had been hiding behind the tiger, was shocked before his body ushered in an unimaginable wind, and the heavy pressure made him fall to the ground, and the extremely icy earth behind him rose like a tsunami, layer after layer of terrifying waves.

The polar ice, which is comparable to Dolan's material, is as paper-like as a vulnerable, and those apocalyptic waves are the spectacle of the ice splitting and then destroying into the air, scattering countless hard and sharp ballast!

The Owl Beast and Tiger of the Cold Court, who had not been born and died, fell into the bottomless giant pit and did not climb out for a long time.

"Gollum ......"

"Gollum ......"

On the audience, there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

If you look closely at the arena, you can see the enchantment that shrouds the purgatory arena, from the top of the sky, many fingernail-sized fragments have cracked, and the Star King of the Ice Clan, the highest combat power of the Ice Clan in the City of Faith, is standing on the top of the landscape pavilion, his hands trembling slightly.

"Hahaha!"

Beside Yan Wuye, an old man who looked cynical with a wine jug walked out.

He poured a sip of wine, stopped Yan Wuye's subconsciously condescending back, and said, "Xiao Ye, look at my apprentice, give Lao Tzu a long face." ”

"Your apprentice is indeed the first strange person in the Valoran Continent through the ages."

Despite the sweat of panic, Yan Wuye couldn't help but admire.

"Huh."

"This remarkable growth must be the masterpiece of Time Keeper Kieran."

"Timekeeper Kiran?" Yan Wuye asked.

"Well, it's a bad old man with nervous problems."

Skull Yan Tianjun said unhappily: "Although he is a bad old man, his magic power is very powerful, his control of time is at its peak, and he can even bring people back to life. ”

Yan Wuye didn't dare to speak again.

What the Skeleton Flame Heavenly Monarch said was that the wind was light and the clouds were light, and it might make the Lord of the Seventh Forbidden Spell in the world give birth to someone he admired, how terrifying was that? Wu Wenxu, what kind of existence are you in contact with all day long......

"Defeat the fourteenth-order peak super magic guide with one punch."

Skeleton Flame Heavenly Monarch laughed and said, "This time Freljord is going to be lively." ”