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Under the slash of Xiao Qiang's sword, the backs of the Goose Winged Demon Tiger's iron wall were smashed to pieces, the blue light was shining, the flesh and blood were flying, and under the severe pain, the Demon Tiger couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a roar. 【Full text reading】Copy this address to browse 7777772e626971692e6d65

However, the powerful energy contained in the chain sword had been completely poured into the body of the demon tiger, and the body of the demon tiger sank suddenly, and its thick limbs trembled violently, as if it could no longer support its huge body, and it fell on the battlefield

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The sand and dust rose everywhere, completely submerging the body of the Goose-winged Demon Tiger and the four war shadows.

The chain sword in Xiao Qiang's hand absorbed the powerful rebound power, and before it could be transmitted to Xiao Qiang's arm, the big sword disintegrated in an instant, turning into countless palm-sized lock rings.

Each lock ring contains a thousand powers, the red light shines, the flame is steaming, and it flies everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers.

The beast master had easily dodged Xiao Qiang's big sword, and was turning around to see the situation of the demonic beast, not wanting to fly a burning lock ring head-on and hit the door in front of him.

Rao is beast master had already activated the dark defense in advance, but under the blow of the lock ring, his face was still burned to a bloody blur, and the bridge of his nose was smashed

The beast master was in pain, tears and snot streaming down at the same time, and instinctively closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Xiao Qiang's golden pupils, or two faint fires with pupils beating.

Without any response, a small sword that had been transformed by the breeze suddenly jumped out of his eyes, and then pierced his throat.

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The corpse of the beast master fell from mid-air to the battlefield, and he died without seeing it.

The Goose-winged Demon Tiger sensed the death of its master, and its soul was devoured, and it couldn't help but let out an angry roar, and even used its huge body to crush the two war shadows.

A dull explosion sounded, and two terrifying blood holes were blasted out of the demon tiger's abdomen, and blood spurted out wildly, but it had completely fallen into a rage, ignoring the wound at all, and once again used its sharp tiger claws to shoot a war shadow to death.

The destruction of the three war shadows made Xiao Qiang's heart tremble a few times, and he simply summoned the last war shadow back, re-picked the chain sword, and walked towards the demon tiger with murderous energy.

The sword qi was like a tide, and countless blood flowers flew out of the battlefield, Xiao Qiang seemed to be a ghost, walking through the noisy sand and dust storm, but it was like an ancient demon, wielding a powerful chain sword, mercilessly slashing at the body of the goose-winged demon tiger.

The screams of the goose-winged demon tiger became more and more poignant, more and more frequent, and the audience felt numb scalps and sweaty palms when they heard it

The faces of the people in the VIP seat were expressionless, of course they could see that Xiao Qiang was not abusing this poor young beast, but to retain his strength, of course, this also had a sense of deterrence.

Finally, the scarred Goose-winged Demon Tiger could no longer launch a sharp counterattack, it could not even maintain the spiritual defense of the protective body, and after letting out a hoarse scream, it fell to the ground again, humbly expressing its submission to Xiao Qiang.

"I don't need to surrender" Xiao Qiang said coldly, jumped up, raised his big sword with both hands, and with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, directly cut off the neck of the demon tiger.

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A pillar of blood flew forward, like the flood gate of the sluice gate, spewing out, and the bloody and majestic scene shocked everyone.

"Next" Xiao Qiang put away his big sword and flew to stand on the corpse of the demon tiger, with a blank expression.

The audience was silent, and the 45,000 spectators were terrified, looking at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, Xiao Qiang, who was still dressed in white like snow, was almost suffocated

Without waiting for the staff to clean up the battlefield, the third challenger field, however, his fate was even more tragic, Xiao Qiang only used one move, piercing his throat.

"Next" Xiao Qiang's cold voice echoed in the air of the Colosseum, and everyone felt a chill.

Is this still the Xiao Qiang of the first two, is this still the demon god believer who leaves room everywhere

No, he's not, he's an enraged demon

The fourth challenger was also dead, and the audience didn't even see how Xiao Qiang made the move, the demon priest's throat exploded into a bloody hole, and the staff he had just raised fell into a pool of blood.

All four challengers died by piercing their throats

Finally it was the turn of the last one.

"Next"

This time, Xiao Qiang's tone finally changed, high-pitched and clear, revealing a strong fighting intent.

However, the final challenger, Prince Munch, did not show up, and when the audience was looking forward to it, several staff members came to the battlefield tremblingly, and after asking Xiao Qiang for instructions, they began to clean up the battlefield.

Xiao Qiang smiled indifferently, and floated under the pergola outside the venue, closing his eyes and recuperating.

This Munch prince is smart and calm, and knows how to avoid direct sharpness.

Xiao Qiang's previous battles, he has always been recuperating, but he is slowly improving his fighting spirit and murderous aura, there have been four people who have sacrificed his sword before, and now his fighting spirit has reached the highest point, in terms of momentum alone, it has reached its peak.

But let a few staff members delay like this, Xiao Qiang's momentum will fall, otherwise if he keeps holding back, he will definitely get sick.

If Xiao Qiang guessed correctly, next, Prince Meng Ke would definitely borrow the momentum of the 45,000 spectators to make his own momentum skyrocket, and in turn suppress Xiao Qiang's momentum.

In the battle of masters, the importance of momentum is self-evident.

Momentum is the catalyst of strength, momentum is enough, ten percent of the strength can also play eleven, on the contrary, if the momentum is insufficient, ten percent of the strength should also be discounted.

The time, location, and people will all affect the momentum of both sides, even in the first two days, Xiao Qiang did not take advantage of these three advantages, it is nothing more than to minimize the negative impact.

But today is different, and today there is a lot of hostility here, which means that his enemy, Prince Munch, can borrow and turn his disadvantage into his advantage.

Xiao Qiang guessed half right, and sure enough, someone in the audience began to shout loudly, "Kill Xiao Qiang, take revenge"

Soon, the entire Colosseum resounded with earth-shattering shouts of killing, and under the collective consciousness, everyone was venting their anger and eagerly waiting for Prince Munch's appearance.

To Xiao Qiang's surprise, when Meng Ke appeared, he was not as murderous as he imagined, and came with the momentum of 10,000 people.

On the battlefield, a young man with clear eyebrows walked slowly, his eyes were red and swollen, and there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, his arms were holding a square urn, and his body was wearing white linen clothes