"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Kill, kill, kill these weak little sons of the Holy Court!"

"Just these Terran wastes still want to challenge our warriors, Bangira, and tear them apart!"

On the viewing platform, the deafening roar of 100,000 aliens almost toppled the entire gladiatorial arena, and the wild sound made the monks on the Holy Court's side turn black.

"Pickled pigs, you actually look down on me like this! Listen to the three of them, even if they lose in the end, at least they will kill two or three of them for the deity!"

King Chao and King Yan were also aroused by the arrogance of these alien races, and immediately made demands on the three emperors of the Holy Land of Chaotian.

"The two of you are too relieved, we don't think we will lose to them one-on-one, and when we play, we will definitely teach these stupid barbarians a hard lesson!"

Hou Jiuhu's crimson eyebrows were raised, like a raging flame, and his domineering eyes turned, revealing a bloodthirsty killing intent when he swept over those strong people of different races.

Bell!

Without any nonsense, the two giant fierce creatures of the Mao Wen clan held giant hammers and struck the gong with a diameter of five zhang in the center of the gladiatorial arena.

After the deep, mellow roar of metal, a hoarse voice was heard:

"The first battle of the fight, start!"

"I'll be the first to appear, the ants of the Holy Court, who will die first?"

A Dao monarch of the Mao Wen clan transformed into a giant man with a height of one zhang, jumped up, and when he landed, the dueling platform with a diameter of 1,000 zhang trembled violently.

"Ge Laozi, it's too arrogant! Are these fat-headed and big-eared things of the Mao Wen clan so rampant now, and let me meet this guy!"

Xuanlong Cave Cave Master Sun Fenyang Yushan immediately couldn't help it, and without waiting for Qingxia and the Supreme of the Holy Land to speak, he directly tore open the brocade robe wrapped around his body, and jumped onto the dueling platform with a roar.

"Yushan, be careful!"

Looking at Fenyang Yushan, who took the lead in coming to power, the corners of the supreme in the Xuanlong Cave twitched, and he hurriedly asked him to be cautious, not to underestimate the Daojun powerhouse of the Mao Wen clan.

Fenyang Yushan didn't reply, a pair of round-stared tiger eyes stared at the Maowen giant a hundred feet away, and suddenly spoke:

"Come on, come on, I want to see how you let my Holy Court Tianjiao suffer death, Lao Tzu first demolished your rotten bones. ”

After speaking, Fenyang Yushan fiercely unfolded the spiritual wings behind him, and the whole person's toes were lightly tapped, like a big fish rowing on the water, and like an antelope kicking his feet, he had rushed to the other party's body lightly.

"Split hands!"

Under a roar, the bones of Fenyang Yushan's hands crackled, and the ten fingers burst out with a fierce cold light, and the air flow of the four and five ehes seemed to be triggered by a mysterious force, condensing into an indestructible Fenggang.

Boom!

In the piercing whistling sound of the wind breaking through the air, a pair of invisible big hands collided with the strong man of the Mao Wen clan, and the sound of the clothes breaking was particularly harsh.

Faced with this power that was enough to cut the fine iron, the Dao Monarch of the Mao Wen clan shrank his pupils and grinned wildly.

"Insolent boy! Dare to shout at grandpa even if you have this ability!

The Daojun of the Mao Wen clan closed his hands, and the aura under the gladiatorial arena condensed into two huge rock palms, clamping them to the middle.

This rock giant palm was completely condensed by the earth path aura extracted by this alien Dao monarch, and it was formed in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was obvious that the other party had already prepared.

The giant palms were closed, the wind gang rotated, and under the staggering of the two forces, the gravel was all over the sky, and the wind gang shot out, cutting the cornerstone of the gladiatorial arena ground into a pit with a diameter of more than ten zhang.

On the viewing platforms on both sides, the hearts of many powerful people in the Holy Court were about to rise to their throats.

Will Fenyang Yushan, the king at the peak of the Kaiyang Wheel, be able to win the first battle for the Holy Court, or will he be defeated at the hands of this alien race?

"Yushan?"

The rock giant palm has not been completely ground off, and the ten-fingered wind gang of Fenyang Yushan has been extinguished, and it is about to be completely slapped into a meat pie by the big hand of the rock.

At this moment, everyone was extremely frightened, only Di Yunxiao and Blue Demon Qing Rouran were shocked.

I saw a cyan light flash through the air, cutting the giant palms on both sides into two pieces from the middle.

The giant palm, which was as hard as iron, couldn't stop this cyan light in the slightest, and no one knew where that green light came from.

That alien Dao Monarch obviously didn't expect his rock palm to be cut off by a mysterious force, and when he reacted, the chill that came over his face made his heart tremble.

At this time, the second blow of Fenyang Yushan had arrived.

He shook his hands into a fist, and the blood that overflowed between his five fingers gathered on the surface of the fist, and the faint blood light flashed away.

"Rushing Vortex Fist! Triple Vortex!"

Fenyang Yushan's fist suddenly swirled with cyan smoke, as if it was stirring wildly in the turbid river, pulling out three violent tornadoes.

At this moment, the expression of the Daojun of the Mao Wen clan changed suddenly, his legs were like air hammers, he stomped his feet fiercely, and his one-foot-tall figure retreated crazily.

But it's a pity that Fenyang Yushan's killing move has been completed, but it is not so easy to chop off.

Fenyang Yushan showed a triumphant smile: "Seven Vortex!"

With the whisper in his heart, the triple cyclone that had originally exploded was added to four more layers, and the seven cyclones almost crushed the space directly in front of him, and the surging air flow finally evolved into a seven-headed dragon.

Kill!

Crazy swept, that alien Dao Monarch was like a lightning strike, seven blood mouths exploded on his chest, and dark green blood water was like a reed that had been cut, gushing out wildly.

With the help of the supernatural magic method, the Rushing Vortex Fist was extremely powerful, sweeping the ground on the left half of the gladiatorial arena into a ravine of dozens of feet.

The whole Daojun of the Mao Wen clan was beaten into the underground of the dueling platform more than ten zhang away by this punch, and the cracks made many strong people bared their teeth again and again.

On the side of the alien race, the originally leisurely and complacent group of strong men who participated in the battle raised their eyebrows slightly, and it seemed that they did not expect that the first battle was not only not won in a very short time, but was taken by someone.

"Did you win? was hit in the chest by such a terrifying punch, even if it was a giant elephant demon beast, it was definitely impossible to be unharmed!"

Many of the true legends of Chaotian Holy Land and Qingxia gasped and applauded one after another.

"It's a pity! If I hit that guy in the head, I could have really hit him hard. But the chest..."

Emperor Yunxiao sighed secretly, he had fought with the supreme of the Mao Wen clan, and knew very well how powerful this clan's physical body was, and such injuries might have been torn apart for other races, but it was not enough for the Mao Wen clan!

As if to verify Di Yunxiao's conjecture, the dueling platform that was already full of cracks suddenly exploded, and a burly black shadow overturned the table surface of dozens of zhang and slapped towards Fenyang Yushan.

"Boy, you have successfully angered grandpa, I will tear you alive!"

(End of chapter)