Xiao Chen and the others looked relieved, and then they stood up, and they all saw a frightened look in the other party's eyes.

At that moment just now, the aura of at least twenty Martial Emperors swept over, and their eyes were looking at Kunlun Mountain, and they felt even more unfathomable.

Emperor Wu, how rare, but on this peak, there are more than 20 people, thinking about the hidden powerhouses, people don't feel their scalp tingling.

It seems that this Kunlun Mountain is indeed suppressing the Origin Stone, and in such a battle, even if the Demon Emperor comes, he will not be able to force it in.

Xiao Chen's gaze swept and he noticed the mysterious swordsman Duan Yi, and a trace of invisible burning gaze flashed in his eyes.

It is said that if you can soak in the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring immediately, everyone's heart will be a little excited, but this person's gaze clearly has some other flavors.

This person is also from the Nether Realm like him, but for the first year or two, he was unknown, cultivating in an inconspicuous Eight-Rank Sect.

It wasn't until nearly half a year ago that he suddenly rose and directly defeated a Big Seven that he became famous and attracted everyone's attention.

However, at that time, it also happened to be the golden time for the rise of geniuses from all walks of life, and not many people would have any doubts about such a suddenly rising genius.

Duan Yi saw Xiao Chen's gaze, turned his head, and smiled lightly at him, his expression was quite calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

When he turned around and talked to the old man of his own sect, it was natural to chat.

Xiao Chen retracted his gaze and didn't think about it, there were so many Martial Emperors stationed in Kunlun Mountain, the other party would never dare to play any tricks unless he wanted to commit suicide.

The battleship turned around leisurely and stopped at a flat ground halfway up the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, where there was a circle of shining light gates.

On several stone platforms in front of the Guangmen, there are five Martial Emperors, and the five Martial Emperors correspond to a race, the human race, the demon race, the god race, the demon race, and the corpse race.

Looking at such a scene, a fool can guess that this place jointly guarded by the five clans, after the light gate, should be the Tianlu Divine Spring Pool.

Not far from the flat ground, there is a staircase leading to the height, and from a distance, it is impossible to know how many steps there are. The steps at the end of the line of sight, hidden in the clouds, are ethereal and agile.

Xiao Chen looked around, and in mid-air, the emperor-level battleship of the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Corpse Clan had arrived early, but the battleship of the God Clan was missing.

On the battleships of the three clans, there are no peerless demons of the younger generation, and I think they should all go down.

On the stone platform below, the Martial Emperor of the Human Race, who saw the battleship of the Martial God Palace, nodded slightly to the python-robed quasi-emperor on the bow of the ship, and then immediately closed his eyes.

The quasi-emperor in the python robe said in a deep voice: "The ten of you go down with me, don't move the others, just wait here." ”

Sou!

As soon as he rolled it up, Xiao Chen and the others didn't even have the ability to resist, so they were taken up by an irresistible force. By the time his body regained his freedom, he was already standing on the platform, behind the Terran Martial Emperor.

In just a moment, as if it was teleporting, the strength of the quasi-emperor made Xiao Chen and the others completely incomprehensible, it was incredible.

Looking around, behind the Martial Emperor of the Demon Clan, the Martial Emperor of the Ghost Clan, and the Martial Emperor of the Corpse Clan, there were also ten young demons with flashing edges and deep breaths.

The geniuses of the other three clans, when compared together, can find that their respective momentum is completely different.

The younger generation of the demon clan is wild and fierce with their breath, and they are all undisguised, as if they are about to explode at any time.

The younger generation of the corpse clan had dark complexions, and their skin looked as hard as iron, a lifeless look. Only his eyes, the fierce light was restrained, and he looked at Xiao Chen and the others who had just fallen with ill intentions.

As for the ghost clan, like the corpse clan warriors, they are also lifeless, but they are even more secluded and deep.

If the lifeless picture of the corpse clan is just an appearance, the fury and madness in the heart will not be less than that of the demon clan's martial artists.

Then the warriors of the ghost clan are completely lifeless, looking completely lifeless, and their white faces are as quiet as water, as if they are carved out of a mold.

Coincidentally, the young demons in these three clans, Xiao Chen all knew people.

The demon clan is the little monkey maple, the corpse clan is the king remnant who was seized by him to the throne of death, and the ghost clan is the woman in the red dress with the eight ghosts carrying the sedan chair.

As soon as the first two appeared, he immediately projected a hostile gaze, but the little monkey seemed more forbearing, and the hostile gaze flashed.

The hostility in Wang's eyes never dissipated, and he also showed demonstrative contempt for Xiao Chen.

As for the woman in the red dress, she didn't look at Xiao Chen from beginning to end.

The younger generation of the Protoss did not show up, so the light gate could not be opened for the time being, and the other clans seemed to be accustomed to the Protoss arranging like this, and they did not seem too surprised.

"There are really a lot of old acquaintances, Xiahou Jue, I'm about to enter the Shenquan Pool, do you dare to make a small bet with me. ”

Behind the demon clan, a burly, shirtless, and rugged young man with a faint lion mark on both sides of his cheeks jumped out and said sarcastically to Xiahou.

The Three Holy Sons of the Human Race have been going out to explore the outer regions very early, and they are considered to be well-known in the entire Kunlun Realm, and there will definitely be a lot of grievances and grievances.

Obviously, the genius martial artist of this demon clan had a story with Xiahou Jue.

Shui Lingling whispered in Xiao Chen's ear: "What jumped out is Tu Ze of the Golden Lion Clan, who is considered the number three person of the younger generation of the Demon Clan, who was once placed by Xiahou Jue in a secret realm in the Xuan Domain, and there is a spirit demon blood in his body. ”

In ancient times, there were hundreds of demon ancestors, each of these demon ancestors was a peerless king, and some demon ancestors had bloodlines that had been handed down, and the strength of the descendants would far exceed some geniuses of the same generation, and there were also some natural abilities.

These bloodlines, known as the spirit demon bloodlines within the demon domain, are a bit similar to the human race's family that has not destroyed the king for tens of thousands of years, and the background is very profound.

Xiahou Jue smiled coldly, jumped out directly, and said, "Am I afraid of you? ”

Tu Ze smiled confidently: "It's very simple, this place is not suitable for a real fight, you and I rely on moves, we don't use the Heavenly Saint Law, I don't change the demon body, and you don't need the Holy Beast Martial Soul." ”

"Just like that, the loser gives the other party five thousand black star coins. ”

One Black Star Coin is about equivalent to a hundred ordinary Star Coins, and five thousand Black Star Coin is another 500,000 Star Coins, which is not a large amount in terms of the value of two people.

The things you gamble on are not important, mainly in front of so many geniuses, if you lose, the face will be very difficult.

Xiahou had some doubts, this Tu Ze was obviously prepared, and he waited for him for a long time. Moreover, the physical body of the demon race is much stronger than that of the human race, and if the true yuan and innate laws are not used, it is obvious that the other party will have some advantages.

But in front of so many people, if you don't agree, you will be timid, and your reputation will definitely not be able to get over if it spreads.

However, with my strength, as long as it is not an absolute disadvantage, it should be no problem to remain undefeated. Even if you lose, it doesn't matter if you don't lose ugly.

After all, everyone knows that the human body is much weaker than the demon body.

Thinking like this, Xiahou Jue directly agreed: "I am willing to accompany you." ”

Tu Ze laughed and said heavily: "Xiahou Jue, you really don't know whether you live or die, I see how you can lose this person today." ”

After finishing speaking, the soles of his feet stepped the ground, Tu Ze's figure flickered, rubbing his body against the air, making a piercing explosion, and a punch slammed towards Xiahou Jue's face.

Xia Hou Jue felt that something was wrong, but the other party's fist had already come to his eyes, and he didn't allow much thought, so he used his skillful strength to slap a palm.

wants to fan on the side of Tu Ze's fist, and use the technique of four or two thousand catties to directly push the other party away.

Syllable!

But this palm slapped heavily on the fist, making a deafening sound. Tu Ze punched straight forward, but he didn't move at all, and there was no deviation.

Xiahou was taken aback, feeling like he was fanning himself on a mountain peak, and his palms were sore.

The other party's strength has surpassed him too much, and he wants to break through it with skill, but he can't do it at all.

The fist had arrived, and Xia Hou had no choice but to stretch his left hand quickly, blocking in front of him, trying to barely resist it.

Click, click, click!

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and Tu Ze's punch didn't know how many thousands of catties of force directly fractured Xiahou Jue's left forearm.

The strength did not decrease, and continued to surge away, blasting Xia Hou Jue's face through his arm, and Xia Hou Jue fell backwards as soon as he leaned back.

Tu Ze smiled, took advantage of the situation to take a step forward, and threw another punch at Xiahou who landed on the ground.

His left arm was broken, Xia Hou Jue's face was pale, and he looked extremely painful, and his body turned in the air, spinning twice between the ground, avoiding the punch.

Rumble!

The fist fell to the ground, the crack spread, and the rubble flew in all directions in an instant.

At the beginning, he underestimated the strength of the other party's Tu Ze, and Xiahou Jue fell into an absolute disadvantage, and was bombarded by Tu Ze to dodge everywhere, not even having a chance to kick his breath.

After ten moves, Tu Ze seized an opportunity and kicked Xia Hou Jue's chest, directly knocking him out.

The fist contained a fierce force, and Xiahou was forced to be helpless, so he had to forcibly use the true yuan, and only after removing this force could he barely gain a foothold.

However, after ten moves, he was forced by Tu Ze to use the true yuan, kicked it away with his foot, and almost fell to the ground with it, so it can be said that he is as embarrassed as he is.

Seeing the gazes shot by the warriors of all races in the Quartet, Xiahou Jue's face was extremely gloomy.

This time, he lost his face, threw out a ring with a thousand black star coins, and threw it directly to the other party, and Xia Hou walked to the back of the team without saying a word.

Tu Ze took the ring and said with a hearty smile: "Lao Tzu just reached the first-order body half a month ago, and one punch can hit two million catties of strength, Xiahou Jue, you really don't know whether you live or die, and dare to compete with me in the flesh." ”

"Ten moves were defeated by me, what a bullshit saint, it's not worth mentioning. ”