"King Dove, why are you not getting stronger?"

The two talented people who were killed by Wu Wenxu one after another were carefully cultivated by King Min Tian, although they were not related to each other, but it took a lot of effort, so they were ruthlessly killed by Wu Wenxu, he swallowed the old blood in annoyance, and looked at the eyes of the King of Dove, clearly a little resentful. ( )-

"Hmph, your skills are not as good as others, and you deserve to be 'killed' by that kid."

The 'color' of the dove king's face was ugly and the 'yin' responded with compassion, which could be regarded as an excuse for his mistakes.

In front of everyone's eyes, Wu Wenxu really slapped himself from the twelfth order, who knows, this kid who will definitely die can fight back before he dies and destroy the two of them at once!

"Damn! Xiao Yuan, why didn't Xiao Yuan kill him yet! ”

Three or four 'fine' porcelain cups were suddenly smashed to pieces.

This thunderous roar came from the mouth of the River Heavenly King, who panted and said: "This king said that he should delay for two hours to let this son die of dove poison, not to listen to the advice of this king, now it is okay, he is not only safe and sound, but also won the title of the first god sacrifice society!" ”

Wu Wenxu beheaded the two of them in a row, and he had already won the qualification to meet the ice god.

At this moment, he only needs to choose to step down quietly, the wind and 'waves' of the bloody battle platform will no longer be able to 'wave' to him, no matter how monstrous the power of the Eight Heavenly Kings is, at the juncture of the last selection, no one can break the rules of the Ice God, otherwise, the end will only be death!

"Wu Wenxu, you are a dog!"

Xiao Yuan is completely crazy, what about the serious injury and dying that he said? What about the poison in the deep dove? How could he still use thunder tactics to easily kill the two of them, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but scold angrily, it can be said that the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry.

"Yes, I'm a dog, so you're not even as good as a dog!"

Wu Wenxu laughed loudly, cool, it's really cool, look at these guys who are still invincible, but now they are in a panic, bullying the small with the big, bullying the widow with the more, and wanting to take my Wu Wenxu's 'life'?

Okay, then I, Wu Wenxu, will abuse your descendants to death with my own hands in front of millions of people and in front of your Eight Heavenly Kings, so that your face will be black for a lifetime, and you will not be able to disperse the **** smell in your mouth until you die.

"Ahhhh It's not true, Wu Wenxu, I, Xiaoyuan, don't share the sky with you! ”

The title of the first god worship will be taken away by Wu Wenxu! Xiao Yuan, who claimed to be the first person of the young generation of the Ice Clan, was already like a madman, his hands were sealed, and hundreds of slash-like orange 'color' magic skills distorted the white sky, full of sharpness and madness, and pounced on Wu Wenxu like a wolf.

How can the title of the number one of the gods be won by a pariah!

The remaining seven people are all exquisitely minded, as long as Wu Wenxu does not shout out to admit defeat, as long as Wu Wenxu does not step down from this bloody battle platform, it means that the war is not over yet, since you are a pariah, you want to fight nine, we will do as you wish!

Being able to kill the two of them in an instant, Wu Wenxu has enough strength to make them take it seriously.

On the blood battle platform, all kinds of magic power were blasted out in an instant, and the surging magic skills were all deadly, no matter whether they were gorgeous or simple, and the magic skills waved down from all directions on the vast blood battle platform reached a terrifying level, and in the center of the wind and thunder, the shadow that looked thin was extremely small and distressing.

"A bunch of shameless despicable people, I'm going to make a move!"

The nine-tailed demon fox Ahri pink succubus enchanting shadow, can no longer stand by, the blue magic bead that suddenly surged from the palm of the palm, suddenly rolled up the 'yin' cold demon wind, frightened the audience to cover their heads and 'messy', screaming again and again.

However, Ahri's sudden revelation of the orb of destiny was rendered together with the surprise that bloomed in his eyes, and it fell for no reason.

"That's?"

She clenched the cuffs of the lotus root, smiling like a 'flower'.

Ahri's sweet voice quietly dispelled the fear of the people around him, and his eyes were seductive, staring at the bloody battle platform without blinking, but the nine-tailed demon fox didn't quite understand, what kind of means did Wu Wenxu use to make the magic technique that fell in the air disappear completely?

Ahri didn't understand, and the seven geniuses on the Blood Battle Bench didn't understand it even more.

The seven of them stared at each other, waving their palms blankly, but they didn't feel any magic power, they looked at each other, and saw that everyone's body was burning with a layer of white 'color' flames, that layer of soft white fire, no temperature, let alone lethality, but it had the same nightmare as the pitch-black bone claws in the abyss, greedy, tireless, burning their majestic magic power sharply!

The sky is blue and the sun is shining, and the fireworks are sultry.

This is Wu Wenxu's extremely perverted magic technique daytime fireworks that fuse fire magic particles and dark magic particles and need to consume huge soul power!

"I've heard that in ancient times, there was a forbidden secret technique that could block the connection between the human body and magic particles, and I'm afraid it's not easy to come from."

One of the three heavenly kings, the Heavenly King lowered his head silently.

Variables, after all, still appeared.

However, at this moment, those 'eyes' should be staring at the changes in the Sacrifice Shrine, right? Except for the end of the sacrificial meeting, no one can 'intervene' in this situation to the point of irreversible sacrificial feast.

"That kid is so surprising, my God, how many secrets does he still have on his body?"

Raven supported his cheeks like a young 'girl' next door, and his face was stunned.

"Actually, I think it's okay"

For Wu Wenxu's astonishing feat, Rengar was not surprised, if Raven and the others knew that the fourteenth-order super magic master had been beaten by Wu Wenxu to lose his temper, I don't know what kind of 'fine' expression he would 'reveal'.

"Ever since I came into this world, there has always been no shortage of people around me who want me to die."

A punch exploded the head of a demented Junjie, Wu Wenxu dipped his blood and wrote the word 'three', and his heavily injured body shook slightly because of this punch.

"I used to think about settling things, about escaping, about being obedient, and even about dying, with the naïve idea that it was possible to return to the original world."

"Actually, I don't want to die."

The second punch, the third punch, and two successive blasts that made the rest of the people scatter, did not disperse for a long time.

"So, it's better for you to die."

When Wu Wenxu finished writing the word 'five' hard, Rao is soul power was majestic, and he finally could no longer support the operation of the daytime fireworks, and the forbidden flames of the demons gradually turned into green smoke and left the bodies of Xiaoyuan and others, and the four people who survived were sweating and curled up their bodies, barely escaping from the ascension.

"I, I throw in the towel."

Qin Tianwang's good looks, the bald young man already had a face like a blank paper, and it was a white paper soaked in rotten flour.

He clasped his hands together, but he trembled violently, not because the sandalwood rosary was tightly wrapped around his wrist, for fear that he would 'twitch' and make some uncontrollable shameful moves.

"I throw in the towel."

This handsome young man who is good at using a dagger is the 'protégé' of the King of Huitian, which can convince him of pride, and this final feast seems to have come to an end without self-evident.

The one who then said that he would admit defeat was a burly man who was covered in collapse and relieved.

Wu Wenxu dipped his hand in blood, waved it gently, I don't know whether to promise or refuse, in an instant, the three of them jumped off the blood battle platform, stepping on the cold stone brick ground, they couldn't help but cover their 'chest', they actually felt a hot current in their hearts, and for the first time in their lives, they felt happy because they said admit defeat.

After a few breaths, the already large and spacious blood battle platform looked even more deserted, and the three people standing alone on the stage had different faces, except for Wu Wenxu, who had a calm face, Xiao Yuan, whose eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and the last person, who had a hesitant 'color' on his face, he was obviously thinking about whether to admit to this iron-armed man like everyone else.

"The three of them can go, but you are not allowed to go."

The nephew of King Min, who was easily seen through by Wu Wenxu, immediately gritted his teeth angrily.

He sneered: "Don't think I can't see it, your seriously injured body has been exhausted by the oil lamp, do you want to scare me and make me admit defeat?" Less crazy dreams! ”

The daytime fireworks burned a lot of his magic, but they didn't break his bones.

Looking at Wu Wenxu, who was covered in blood and weaker than before, ambition appeared in his eyes, and he kept telling himself that as long as he killed the man in front of him, the top three places in the God Sacrifice Association would belong to him!

In fact, as a senior parallel import, Wu Wenxu knows a truth.

Never try to defeat a pure pen, because he will pull your IQ to the same level as him, and then beat you with his experience.

Therefore, Wu Wenxu just endured the sharp pain in his body that was full of scars, and gave him a contemptuous and perfunctory look.

The disgusted look in his eyes was obviously easy to say: stupid | Forcing 'Hello, Silly |' Force' goodbye.

"I'm grass!"

The nephew of King Min couldn't stand it anymore, he burst into a foul mouth, and the last hesitation in his heart turned into hatred for Wu Wenxu.

"Since you like pretending to be so much, I'll give you a... A ......"

The nephew of King Min covered his mouth and saw blood overflowing between his fingers.

He stared at the man in the distance sluggishly, but found that he was not moved at all, but the contemptuous cheeks gradually became serious, he felt pathetic, could it be that he saw that he was about to die, did he show a serious expression?

What an insignificant way to die.

"Xiao... Source ......"

He had used almost all his life's strength, but the voice he shouted was as thin as a mosquito.

A bloody hand 'pulled' out of his belly, he wanted to struggle, and was crushed by the exhaustion that spread through his body like lightning, he just kept laughing dryly, his stiff eyes, staring wider and wider, until he died straight 'straight' and 'stiff', and died very unwillingly.

"The stage is clean, and then it's time for the two of us to talk about liver and sausage."

Xiao Yuan's voice was very cold, and Wu Wenxu's eyes were also cold in response to him.

The two pairs of cold eyes set off a terrible 'confrontation' that no one was willing to show weakness.

Speaking of which, since stepping into the city of faith, the two have continued to have grievances, and they have accumulated to this day, to the point of death.

This is a feud.

But in the eyes of Lord Diablo, he Wu Wenxu, what do you have to do with these grievances and grievances that are enough to be recorded in the book and compiled into a story?

The reason why he wanted to kill him was really, really simple.

Rainy night, rose blood, I, Wu Wenxu, will kill the world for you.

Therefore, Xiaoyuan must die, and he died a miserable death.