I don't know when, the Scimitar King has already stood up, his face has completely changed, he looked at the black mist on the field, his eyes were full of fear, such a black gas... With endless killing, endless death, this...

"What's going on?"

"What happened to Luo Chen?

"It's like, the breath of death!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed, there was a violent roar from the black mist, it was the voice of the giant python, which was particularly poignant, as if life was being squeezed dry little by little. Luo Chen was killing this giant python that he couldn't defeat! The black mist became more and more, and even slowly extended towards the stands. The audience screamed and ran.

"Fiery Fist!"

Old man Xie rushed to the edge of the black fog like fire, rubbed his fists, and immediately ignited a gust of fire, Old Man Xie hit the black fog fiercely, his fists were as hot as the wind, and his fists were like thunder, and he instantly repelled a lot of the large black fog and retracted it back to the center of the venue. But Old Man Xie was shocked and yelled at everyone on the field: "Hurry up!"

No one knew what Old Man Xie had seen, but the expression on his face was very hideous, as if he had seen something terrifying. All the audience, the cultivation is not higher than the sixth order, since the eighth order of the old man Xie was frightened, then these people were even more panicked, almost crawling away from the Colosseum.

"Wang, if you don't kill it, you can't do it!" Old Man Xie yelled at the Scimitar King, "The black mist created by this kid has countless black lines in it, and this thing has absorbed all the power of my Blazing Fist!"

The Scimitar King saw it clearly, and he whispered to the guards beside him, "Evacuate all these spectators, and don't leave your eyes here." ”

The guards, including the eighth-order big man, immediately flew to the field, helping the slow man to leave the field immediately, and the big man roared: "Danger, go quickly!" while grabbing the clothes of those people, and threw them towards the passage behind the stands. The black fog on this one gathered more and more thickly, like a black cloud, slowly spreading to the surroundings, and the giant python no longer screamed, it was quiet inside, as if something was slowly brewing inside.

The audience were all monks, and they withdrew in a few breaths, but these big men found a few strange people, and they were still standing on the field, among them was a man in a black robe, he was tall and burly, but he was hidden under the black robe, and he didn't miss the slightest breath of cultivation, he stood at the highest point of the stands, staring intently at Luo Chen under the field. The big man of the eighth order immediately became angry, jumped in front of the man, grabbed his neck, and said, "You guy, can't you hear the danger warning!"

The big man accidentally ripped off the black robe on the man's body, revealing a face, and when the big man saw it, he was frightened. The man punched him in the abdomen, and the big man spurted out a mouthful of blood and was knocked off the field. The man slowly revealed his true face, no, his real appearance, he wore a mask on his face, it was a terrifying mask, the material was made of blood, dry and full of cracks, the surface of the mask was dyed with bright red paint, and the simple facial features were outlined with iron paint, presenting a sad face, and there was a faint anger on this sad face.

"The God of Death.....

The Scimitar King's lips moved slightly, it seemed that this matter was going to make a big fuss. Old man Xie immediately returned to the side of the Scimitar King, his cultivation was the peak of the eighth order, but he couldn't see through the cultivation of the man wearing the red mask, as soon as this man made a move, he knocked the eighth-order big man flying, and he was paralyzed on the field and it was difficult to recover his will, it seemed that the person who came was not good.

"Ah, that's amazing!"

The man wearing the mask of the god of death, staring at the black mist under the field, exclaimed from within: "It is really a powerful bloodline!"

At this time, the black gas on the field has been filled like a falling cloud, pitch black and with infinite deterrence, under the black gas, a young man, slowly revealed his figure, he has not an inch on his body, full of scars, and a broken horn is inserted in his abdomen, but the blood is coagulated into a scab, he opened a pair of dark eyes, step by step towards the eighth-order man who fainted under the field, and this black gas also moved with his footsteps, gradually revealing a huge dried corpse under the black gas, which was the giant python that had fought with him before, but at this moment it has become extremely dry, like a dry bone, the scales are close to the bones, and the eyes have turned into two black holes, All the breath of life was sucked dry, and as soon as the wind blew, the snake bones trembled a little, and it seemed that it had completely lost the slightest demonic power. And these powers were sucked clean by Luo Chen, most of the injuries on his body had been healed, and his spiritual power had also recovered forty percent, and the scabs on his body were slowly falling off, revealing new skin.

"Haha, come on, suck that man, and you will be able to advance your cultivation!"

The man wearing the mask of the god of death shouted at Luo Chen in the audience, and through the mask, he could feel the excitement of dancing on his body, as if he had met something. The Scimitar King made a color to Old Man Xie, signaling him to save the big man in the audience, while he himself walked towards the god of death step by step, and said slowly in his mouth: "Friend, this is the territory of my scimitar tribe, you don't need half a pillar of incense time, the cultivators of the entire scimitar tribe will all gather here, you had better do things according to the rules of my scimitar." ”

The god of death slowly turned his head to the scimitar king, and said coldly, "This will soon be your territory!"

"Presumptuous!" The scimitar king was furious, pulled out the scimitar from his back, and slashed at the speed of light, but he was cut into the air, the man disappeared, and the scimitar king twisted through, and actually found that he was behind the old man Xie in an instant, grabbed the old man Xie, and smashed eight punches at his abdomen, and the old man Xie was directly vomited blood by the hammer, and half of his cultivation was scattered.

The Scimitar King was shocked, and only then did he realize that he was underestimating the enemy, it seems that this guy has a treasure that temporarily realizes teleportation, or a space magic weapon, otherwise it can't be so. If Luo Chen was still awake at this time, then he wouldn't be surprised at all, because the dead god with the dark green mask on the top of the wolf mountain also teleported like this, getting rid of the freezing magic energy.

Off the field, Luo Chen was getting closer and closer to the unconscious big man with the black qi in the sky, and in a few breaths, the black mist on his body could completely swallow the big man into it. There was another wave of black-robed people in the audience, there were only two of them, and only then did one of them say:

"It's now!"

The two black-robed men moved quickly and attacked Luo Chen under the field, and one of them came to the edge of the stands and quickly pulled the tattered Qingfeng sword out of the wall. And the other punched at Luo Chen, Luo Chen glanced at the comer, there was no extra movement at all, and the black gas on his body diffused out, blocking the man's fist, the black-robed man didn't use any force, but with a punch, it directly dispersed a black mist, Luo Chen didn't react, because a large number of black silk threads were wrapped around the black-robed man's arm.

"Oh, that's good. The black-robed man laughed, and ripped off the black qi on his arm, Luo Chen opened his mouth and roared, and the madness in his eyes was even stronger. The black-robed man stretched out two fingers and was about to step forward, but the other black-robed man immediately exclaimed and said, "Don't hurt him!"

Then the black-robed man threw the Qingfeng sword to the black-robed man. The black-robed man caught the sword, his face was slightly disappointed, and he no longer hesitated, and slowly raised the sword to Luo Chen. The man in black grasped the hilt of the sword with his left hand and the blade with his right hand, and stabbed his palm, causing the blood to spill all over the blade.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the black-robed man actually pulled out the shell of the Qingfeng Sword! Revealing a brand-new sword body inside, this turned out to be a sword within a sword! The brand-new sword body was like jade, and the color was cold and turquoise, like jade in a 10,000-year-old treasure mine. As soon as the black-robed man held the blade of the sword, he sighed in his heart, and immediately stood on his feet, shook his head and said to Luo Chen: "Although, in this state, your cultivation will grow rapidly like a gluttonous eater, but if you grow a point, you will be a person and a demon." You can devour beasts, but I must not let you devour humans. ”

At this time, on the side of the Scimitar King, he had already fought with the man wearing the mask of the god of death. The scimitar king is worthy of being the scimitar king, swinging twenty-two knives with one breath, only to see the sword light in the sky falling like raindrops, the stands are torn apart in the blink of an eye, countless boulders fly up in all directions, the rocks rise through the air, and the power of the barbarians is monstrous.

"Roar!!

Luo Chen roared like a beast, wielding the black qi in the sky, and launched an attack on the black-robed man, but the black-robed man was indomitable, swinging his sword like a bamboo, splitting the black qi in the sky, and cutting off the countless black silk threads inside. In the blink of an eye, the black-robed man was close to Luo Chen's side, facing Luo Chen's Shentai acupoint, and struck down with the hilt of his sword!

Luo Chen trembled, and fell down weakly. The black gas in the sky immediately became like a rootless ping, which could no longer condense into shape, and slowly dissipated in the wind, and the black silk threads inside also seemed to be decayed, breaking inch by inch, slowly turning into transparency and dissipating in the world.

"Take him, go!"

The black-robed man with the sword yelled at the other black-robed man, and he casually threw the sword to the man, saying, "This sword must not leave Luo Chen's body, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

The black-robed man nodded, hurriedly rushed to Luo Chen's side, picked him up, jumped over the high wall of the stands like the wind, and disappeared from sight, the black-robed man on the field took off his black robe, revealing an old face, but this face had the appearance of a lion and tiger, not angry and arrogant, he turned his neck and said: "Let me Jing Nan come to meet the god of death of the so-called three evil gods!"