"Seven people who have won in a row, and now there is only this person who was the least optimistic about him left, but unfortunately no matter what, it has nothing to do with me, I only bought five hundred intermediate spirit stones on him. ”

"I'm less than you, I only bought two hundred, and the bets are all on Feng Sorrow. ”

"Me too, most of the bets were placed on Jiang Zimo, and only seven hundred intermediate spirit stones were invested in him. ”

"Let's see, if he loses today, all his winning streak will be ended, and the gladiatorial fight will end early. ”

With Xiao Chen's appearance, as well as his familiar voice and expression, many martial artists in the stands once again cheered up.

Many of them are already in the mood to watch the last gladiatorial fight.

After today, there is no winning streak, and the greatest charm of gladiatorial fighting will be gone.

It doesn't matter if you look at it or not.

Whew!

A hurricane blew for no reason on the field, the wind whistled and whined, rolling up puffs of dust on the ground and flying all over the sky.

This is a pure momentum, a stirring wind, artificial, the momentum is already so strong, it is not simple.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at an old man who was slowly falling in the air, and said lightly in his heart.

The person who came fell to the ground steadily, his eyebrows and hair were white, his face was wrinkled and reborn, his old state was revealed, and his somewhat hoarse figure was revealed, and he said lightly: "Bai Mufeng, come and learn!"

"It turned out to be Bai Mufeng, this old guy hasn't come out for decades, I thought he was dead. ”

"I remember this guy as if it was fifty or sixty years ago that he often ended the streak of some martial artists, and there has been no news since then, but I didn't expect it to reappear today. ”

"Fifty years ago, there was the cultivation of a high-grade martial king, and how terrifying the cultivation should be now, it is enough to crush Xiao Chen. ”

"It's completely over, and the last streak is going to be ended. ”

In the stands, many spectators shook their heads and regretted after seeing the white-haired old man report his name.

Originally, I was a little lucky to think that Xiao Chen could still get a few consecutive victories, but now he really didn't have any hope.

Without him, the gap in cultivation is too great.

Rumble!

Bai Mufeng was not strong about the voices around him, and after the words fell, a three-foot long sword appeared in his hand, and a sword was swung out.

A thick sword qi more than twenty meters long swung out, the momentum was boundless, and under the agitation of the sword qi, it seemed that even the air had been split in half.

Xiao Chen toed a little, and quickly dodged to the side, temporarily avoiding his edge.

Rumble!

As soon as the front foot left, the thick sword qi fell to the ground with a bang, and with a loud bang, the ground suddenly made a long ravine with the sword qi, which was half a year deep.

"Good fellow, the sword is not old, but it is more surging. Seeing this scene, the audience on the stage exclaimed.

Boom Boom!

The wind was agitated, Bai Mufeng's figure flickered, and he swung four swords in a row, and the four sword qi were staggered together, constantly spinning.

Each sword qi was more than twenty meters long, like a windmill, falling from the sky and pressing towards Xiao Chen.

"Whirlwind sword slash, Bai Mufeng's famous stunt, the sword momentum fell from the sky, this move can't be flashed, only hard fighting. ”

"This old guy is still so strong, I remember that he could only swing two swords before, but now he can swing four swords. ”

Seeing this whirlwind sword slash, a kendo master immediately explained.

Xiao Chen looked up, and the four sword qi that were spinning rapidly could no longer see the outline, only wisps of vague shadows.

The sword momentum condensed into the sky, with supreme coercion, slowly pressed down, Xiao Chen felt a high mountain pressing towards him, making it impossible for him to dodge.

The mountains are all pressed down, where else can you hide, and the Whirlwind Sword Slash has reached this realm.

Such a delicate sword move, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and secretly praised in his heart, he couldn't dodge.

Since you can't hide, then break it for me!

Xiao Chen snorted lightly, and the acupoint in the palm of his hand exploded, boom, and a wisp of dragon qi gathered in his right arm.

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt that he was full of infinite strength, and even the mountain could be shattered by it.

Between the dragon qi and the five fingers, the fingers of his left hand were clenched into a fist, and Xiao Chen pointed at the center of the whirlwind sword slash and rose to the sky.

"I can't do it, it's broken, so what!"

Bai Mufeng snorted coldly, and his clothes kept dancing between the vitality of his whole body.

Whirring, the air began to surge back and forth with the dancing of clothes.

A violent wind was formed, whistling back and forth in the gladiatorial arena, like a wave, rising and falling.

Whirlwind Sword Slash, Five Swords!

Whirlwind Sword Slash, Six Swords!

Whirlwind Sword Slash, Seven Swords!

The momentum on Bai Mufeng's body was rising, the wind was surging, the sky and the earth were changing color, and the long sword was constantly waving.

Boom Boom!

A round of windmill sword slashes, which were bigger than the previous round, flew towards Xiao Chen endlessly, and under the rotation of the sword qi, it stirred up terrifying storms in the field.

The ground split apart, and pieces of huge soil, unable to withstand this terrifying force, floated into the sky.

"Damn, what is this Bai Mufeng going to do, this is clearly going to put Xiao Chen and death!" someone in the audience exclaimed.

Under the howling wind, in the audience, many martial artists of the martial honorable level were a little unstable and staggered.

But Bai Mufeng's movements still didn't stop, and finally he kept swinging a round of windmill sword slashes composed of ten sword qi before he slowly stopped.

Whew!

Bai Mufeng kept kicking his breath, and after swinging these ten sword slashes, it was as if he was ten years old all of a sudden.

The whole person also became extremely weak, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Layers of whirlwind sword slashes, one round bigger than the other, each round stronger than the other, looked like a continuous mountain range, overlapping.

On the stands, the faces of the leaders from all over the world began to change, especially those martial artists who were not right with Xiao Chen.

The expression on his face was extremely joyful, and they could see that this sevenfold sword slash was extremely powerful, and it was not something that ordinary martial kings could carry at all.

It is very likely that Xiao Chen will die in this layered sword slash, how can he be very happy with them.

Jiang Zimo, Xia Xiyan and the others looked extremely worried on their faces, they didn't expect such a fierce scene to happen.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, ignoring the surrounding wind and the stones flying around, and with a fist in his left hand, he directly slammed into the center of the front round of windmill sword slashing sword qi.

Break!

The windmill sword shattered, and a huge amount of power poured into Xiao Chen's body, causing his internal organs to churn rapidly.

The shattered sword qi, like a knife, rained down on Xiao Chen's body, leaving bloody scars one after another.

Rumble!

The second acupoint under the palm above his left arm exploded, the two dragon qi fused, Xiao Chen shattered with a punch, and the second round of windmill sword slashes followed.

The third acupoint exploded, and Xiao Chen once again broke through a more powerful windmill sword slash, slashing all the way.

When the last five dragon qi were all gathered, Xiao Chen had already broken the windmill sword slash formed by the nine sword qi.

Only the last one, and the most powerful, whirlwind sword slash with ten sword qi out of the city.

The clothes on Xiao Chen's body were shattered by the sword qi, and they were in tatters, and there were large and small scars all over his body.

There was hardly a place intact, if it weren't for the strong body, the shattered sword qi alone would be able to divide Xiao Chen's body countless times.

Looking at this last round of whirlwind sword slashes, Xiao Chen shouted, and the green dragon tattoo on his right arm suddenly came to life.

The right fist, which had not been shot, finally broke out.

Bang!

A dragon power spread out, completely suppressing the mountain-like momentum, and with a shocking bang, the entire gladiatorial arena couldn't help but shake a few times.

Whoa!

The windmill sword slash formed by the ten sword qi shattered into countless wisps of sword qi, like raindrops, falling densely towards the ground.

In the rain of swords, Xiao Chen fell from the sky and blasted out towards Bai Mu Peak.

Bai Mufeng looked at Xiao Chen, who had broken ten whirlwind slashes in a row, his eyes were full of surprise, he didn't expect such an ending at all.

I wanted to resist, but I found that I already had an incomparable heart, and all my vitality had been consumed on the Whirlwind Sword Slash, and I didn't have any strength at all.

Bang!

With a punch, Bai Mufeng's old body, like a kite with a broken string, floated into the sky.

Puff puff!

The rapidly falling sword qi rained down on Bai Mufeng's body, and in a short time, his body shot through thousands of holes, leaving countless blood holes.

When he landed, he was completely dead.

The wind fell, and the audience at the scene couldn't accept this fact, Bai Mufeng was actually shot to death by the shattering sword qi he swung.

"Damn, it's not dead. Yun Ping endured the severe pain, looking at Xiao Chen, who was still standing, his heart was full of resentment.

Xia Xiyan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they were also surprised by Xiao Chen's strength in their hearts.

On the top of the tower, Gao Yangyu's face was calm after all, looking at Xiao Chen, who was covered with scars and blood, and gently kicked his anger, and said: "Tell Tuoba Liuyun to get ready to appear, don't give this guy time to kick his anger, I don't want him to lose, as long as he dies!"

The strength shown by Xiao Chen made Gao Yangyu not have much hope for defeating Xiao Chen once.

Bai Mufeng originally had a short lifespan, and he was already very satisfied with being able to make Xiao Chen so embarrassed.

Looking at Gao Yangyu's cold expression, the other old men in the room all felt a chill slightly.

The death of a subordinate, Gao Yangyu didn't have the slightest nostalgia, and he was so cold-blooded, which made people shudder.

Tick, tick!

The blood on the wound fell to the ground drop by drop, and pain came from all over the body.

It was hard to imagine that a Martial King could send out a tenfold whirlwind sword slash, and with Xiao Chen's vitality, he couldn't support the consumption of this move.

Only Bai Mu Feng, such an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred and fifty years, has this capital.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that Xiao Chen had the existence of the aura of the green dragon, which was comparable to the ability of a half-step Martial Emperor to strike with all his might.

It is also Xiao Chen's last resort, he will never use the hole cards, once he uses any killing move under the half-step Martial Emperor, he can break it.

But even so, the injuries suffered made Xiao Chen a little unbearable, the injuries looked terrifying, but they were all trivial.

It's just a little painful, just endure it and it will pass, with Xiao Chen's state of mind, it won't affect the battle.