Chapter 1092: Three seconds!

Just as Liu Feiyuan was delighted and excited, and stepped towards the door of space, the cold electron synthesis suddenly appeared.

"The Freedom Challenge has reopened, one of the challengers has entered the battle area, and the other members can challenge on their own!"

“！！”

"What's the situation?"

Shi Muhua folded his fan and looked at the spiritual screen. However, when he completely scanned the entire desert battle area, he found that there was nothing in it except the yellow sand, where was the challenger!

Liu Feiyuan frowned, and a sharp golden light suddenly shone out of his superb pupils, and in just a moment, everyone around him felt a killing intent lingering on his body.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get rid of him first. ”

Dropping these words, Liu Feiyuan stepped on his toes, and a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared outside the black robe, and his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the door of space in an instant!

"The second challenger enters, the code names of the two sides, the white camp, the rakshasas, the black camp, the sword!"

"Rakshasas?"

Just listening to the codename, Mu Chen had already guessed the opponent's martial arts attributes!

"A dark attribute martial artist, the same as Qing Lei. ”

Ye Shuangshuang took Mu Chen's words, and her face suddenly sank, not to mention how much she knew about dark attribute martial artists, but after living with Qing Lei for so many years, she knew that except for ice attribute martial artists and wood attribute and water attribute martial artists who did not have too strong attack power, the restraint of dark attribute martial artists against other attribute martial artists was simply to the extreme!

And Liu Feiyuan, a metallic warrior!

"Liu Feiyuan is in trouble. ”

Standing in the arena hall, Mu Chen's Ice Pole Demon Pupil couldn't detect the movements of the dark attribute martial artists in the mapping screen at all. However, his intuition told him that the situation in this battle would be one-sided!

In the arena, Liu Feiyuan realized that his actions were a little reckless at this time. In the entire continent, the number of dark attribute martial artists is extremely rare, according to the proportion, it is even only three out of ten thousand, and the probability of a powerful existence among them is even more minimal. And those who can survive in the Holy Sepulchre Mountain must not be the weak!

"The little brother opposite, if you don't want to be hurt too much, it's best not to resist too much, this is the advice given to you as a senior. ”

The voice appeared eerily eerie, hoarse and sinister, like a summoning from hell, filling the entire combat area.

Liu Feiyuan snorted coldly when he heard this, and the two silver martial rings under his feet appeared lightly, and his black hair gently rose with the sharp golden energy, revealing his eyebrows that were covered by hair, and at the center of his eyebrows, a sword-shaped golden mark clearly appeared there, exuding a dazzling golden light.

Just like a sharp sword out of its sheath, there is not too much luxury, there is not too much action, just a moment, the edge is revealed!!

At the moment when the imprint on the center of his eyebrows flashed, six golden long swords that were one meter long and about one palm wide were arranged in a ring and suspended behind Liu Feiyuan, Mu Chen, who was familiar with it, naturally knew that these long swords were not entities, but condensed sword intent!

"Oh, a metallic martial artist who majored in sword intent, and also cultivated the six sword intents when he was in the second ring of the Venerable Realm, which mentor's apprentice are you? Let me guess, is it Ao Han Mentor?"

Still hoarse and evil, this voice coming from the void did not have any surprise or solemnity, as if everything Liu Feiyuan showed was just a clown jumping off the beam, and the class door got an axe! He didn't care.

“......”

At first glance, he thought that the other party said that the name of his mentor was just a self-proclaimed, but now it seems that the other party must have the qualifications to be a senior!

It's not terrible to face a dark attribute martial artist, it's scary to face a dark attribute martial artist who knows himself!

Thinking of this, Liu Feiyuan's already cautious mental power became more focused, he had already slightly pressed down his center of gravity at this time, his fingers were bent and clenched, the red light flashed at his wrist, and a cold red heavy sword appeared out of thin air, and his battle intent rose to the peak in an instant!

Sensing Liu Feiyuan's actions, the hoarse voice smiled and said, "It seems that I guessed correctly, although I don't know how you guys appeared in the arena together, but I don't want you to use all your majesty, three seconds! I only launched an offensive for three seconds, if I can't defeat you, I will withdraw from the challenge!"

Liu Feiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and then he was furious, the arrogance of the major sword intent made him unable to bear such contempt!

"Hubris!!"

The hoarse voice smirked slyly, "It's quite individual, but whether it's arrogant or not, you'll know right away!

"The challenge begins!"

As his voice fell, a cold, emotionless voice appeared. At the same time, Liu Feiyuan, who was standing in place with his sword in his hand and staring around, was suddenly stunned.

Just as the words of the cold voice ended, a cold gaze full of murderous intent locked on his body! Originally, through this line of sight, he could completely judge where the other party's position was, but for some reason, when this line of sight locked on his body, Liu Feiyuan's line of sight suddenly dimmed.

Immediately after, this line of sight suddenly split into two, two into four, and finally turned into hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of lines of sight, encompassing all of Liu Feiyuan's movements.

In just an instant, Liu Feiyuan felt as if he was in hell, and the owner of those countless lines of sight was the sight of tens of thousands of evil ghosts in hell! Beads of sweat seeped out from Liu Feiyuan's forehead, sideburns, and back like a spring, soaking all his clothes!

"One!"

A hoarse and violent voice came from the hell, and Liu Feiyuan, who was in a sluggish state, slowly raised his head, and a cold dark attribute yuan force rushed out, enveloping him in an instant.

"Two!"

Like a declaration of death, the voice appeared again, and the subconscious battle memory made him subconsciously raise the heavy sword in his hand, wanting to block the most dangerous direction, but the moment his blade was waved, dozens of white figures flashed around him.

"Three!"

With the arrival of the last second, the dozens of white figures around Liu Feiyuan's body were staggered, and dozens of narrow slash marks mixed with the spilled blood were clearly reflected in the battle area, and in an instant, the entire time and space seemed to be frozen in this second.

Liu Feiyuan, who was under attack, didn't know what was going on, only that the moment his pupils contracted, the battle was over. Three seconds... The whole process is only three seconds.