As soon as the elder's voice fell, the waiting boy next to him immediately opened his eyes.

Bloodthirsty excitement danced in his sharp eyes.

"Senior Brother Hou, are you really going to challenge the Seven Monarchs?"

Although Hou Tong's previous performance shocked Zhuo Yun very much, Xing Qijun was not Xing Yunzhi.

is also a quasi-descendant disciple, and his strength is more than a little bit stronger than Xing Yunzhi.

It is even said that the combat power of the Seven Monarchs can also be ranked not low among the disciples of the personal lineage.

"It's been so hard to get this far, let me give up?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Hou Tong's voice fell, and he was the first to jump into the ring.

A pair of bloodthirsty eyes locked on Xing Qijun for the first time.

"The Seven Kings come up and die."

A loud shout resounded throughout the venue.

Everyone was in an uproar, Hou Tong's performance today was indeed shocking.

However, he didn't expect him to challenge Xing Qijun.

Listening to his tone, he was still planning to kill this guy.

"Hubris, this garbage is so arrogant."

"Brother Qijun, how can you challenge a piece of garbage like you?"

Those who are experts are not happy to be the first.

"Hou Tong's current ranking is fifty, and according to the door rules, he has the qualifications to challenge the top ten on the genius list."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned again.

They finally understood why Hou Tong was so strong just now.

Feelings, his purpose is here.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you."

Xing Qijun stood up with a sneer, stepped out, and his figure immediately appeared in the ring.

"I never thought that a piece of garbage like you would challenge me one day."

"However, it's a bit pitiful that you worked so hard to climb to this point, and you came to die before you enjoyed it."

"Enjoy? Don't worry, when you die, I'll enjoy it slowly. ”

Hou Tong smiled faintly.

"Kill me?"

Xing Qijun shook his head.

"The gap between us is too big, and I really don't want to deign to fight you."

"But that's the door."

When he heard this, Yang Wenjin raised his eyebrows.

She has seen a lot of people, but it is definitely the first time that someone wants to pretend to be forced like this.

He seems to be the best in the world.

"The strength is not very good, but the pretending is good."

She muttered softly.

For this kind of pretending person, it's really hard to have a good impression.

Moreover, the strength of this line of seven monarchs is really nothing.

even said that even his husband could easily crush this guy.

"This guy is really annoying, but Hou Tong's strength is really..."

Zhuo Yun doesn't like this Xingqijun either, but the difference in strength between the two is there, and the state of Xingqijun is not unreasonable.

"Not necessarily."

"Obsessing with this kind of thing can be scary sometimes."

Hou Tong has a deep obsession in his heart.

It can also be said that since the Li Qing incident, his heart has been full of hatred.

Driven by hatred, a person's potential will be maximized, and even willpower will be raised to a very terrible level.

Hou Tong is one such person.

At this time, facing the biggest enemy, his state will inevitably reach an unprecedented peak, and it is possible to even surpass the limit.

"This is undeniable, but the gap in strength is still too big..."

As soon as his voice fell, Yang Wenjin on the side suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky, and then looked at Hou Tong.

Her brow furrowed slightly.

"It's terrible to go crazy."

"The Seven Monarchs will be killed."

The battle in the ring opened, and the surging true yuan burst out and swept the audience.

Seeing that he was the first to act, Zhuo Yun's brows furrowed.

"Hou Tong's failure is inevitable."

There are a lot of things to pay attention to in master battles.

Especially in low-level leapfrog battles, it is not necessarily possible to take the lead by making the first move.

And the trick of waiting for the child is full of flaws.

The momentum is too big, but it doesn't have much power.

"I'm really overestimating you."

"Garbage, always just garbage."

Xing Qijun shook his head and mobilized the True Yuan to fight.

The movement of the battle between the two sides was very large, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue.

The wind howled, and the sand flew away.

"Young Master Zhuo, do you want to retreat a little?"

Yang Wenjin stood up and tilted his head to look at Zhuo Yun on the side.

"Huh?"

"There's too much movement here to see clearly, so I think it's better to step back a bit."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun looked at the ring and stood up.

When Yang Wenjin turned around, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he walked towards the back of the viewing platform.

Zhuo Yun followed behind, and from time to time he would turn his head to look at the ring.

When he turned his head to look at Yang Wenjin again, Yang Wenjin had already come to the empty seat at the very edge of the venue and sat down.

This venue is not small, according to the original design, the entire venue can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

It's just that there aren't that many people in normal times, so almost all of the people watching the fight are close to the ring.

Like the edge where Yang Wenjin is now, it can be said that no one cares about it all year round.

"Miss Yang, you are..."

"It's nice here, it's in a good place, overlooking the whole ring, it's good."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun walked over to her and stood and looked down.

"It's true, it's just too far away."

"That's not a big distance for anyone in my generation."

Immortal cultivator, isn't that one deaf and clear-sighted?

That's a bit of distance at all.

As soon as Zhuo Yun fell, his eyes were staring at the ring, and they had now retreated to the edge.

I can still clearly feel the strong battle fluctuations of the two in the ring.

"What the hell is going on with this boy?"

"Make such a big move, don't you know how to save some true yuan power?"

Almost everyone has the same idea as Zhuo Yun.

"Is that all you have?"

Xing Qijun glanced at it disdainfully, and waited for the boy in embarrassment.

"With this bit of strength, you still want to kill me? Ridiculous, you're ridiculous. ”

"I don't know, why did Li Qing, that slut, like you at the beginning, obviously I'm so good."

"Speaking of which, you have a lot of responsibility for her death."

Hou Tong, who was opposite him, heard his words, and the anger in his eyes deepened.

"Hypocritical face and clumsy acting skills are also worthy of the word excellent?"

"It's nothing more than that thing."

Hearing this, Xingqijun's eyes froze.

"That thing is on you."

"Hand it over, I can send you down to see Li Qing with grace, otherwise, I will let you die."

Hou Tong stopped suddenly.

A cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Want that? Yes, you will admit defeat by abandoning yourself. ”

"You're looking for death!"

Thundered.

Just as Xing Qijun was about to kill him, a deafening roar came from the sky.

The sudden sound made everyone stunned.

All their attention was drawn to the battle in the ring just now.

At this time, Hou Tong stopped, and Xing Qijun also stopped, and it stands to reason that the turmoil just now should stop.

But the result was completely different, and even the movement was even more terrifying than just now.

"God... Heavenly Tribulation..."

"This is the Heavenly Tribulation, who is actually rushing here to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Wow, run."