Chapter 1850: Battle Heroes (6)
The five war zones fell into a death-like silence!
As a mad god war clan, Yu Chiyi was actually defeated?
Moreover, even the strongest madness realm and the inheritance of the martial god power were used, but the result was still defeated, which can be described as a complete defeat!
Everyone felt like they were in a dream, it was so unreal!
"Fu Qiu!"
I don't know who suddenly cheered, which immediately caused a wave of frenzy!
"Fu Qiu !!"
Everyone cheered, their eyes radiated a scorching light, and they worshipped!
At the beginning, he had a wheel battle with more than a hundred Great Perfection Supremes, and none of them could hold on to three breaths in his hands!
Then, there was a big fight with Shangguan Zheng, although Shangguan Zheng did not admit defeat, but he had been defeated, and no one could deny the fact!
Then, he fought thousands of rounds with Yu Chiyi, and he shot with all his strength without reservation, but he was still the final victor, looking down on the crowd as a king, he was simply an idol!
"Does he accept disciples?"
"Does he have a lover?"
At this moment, men want to worship Wutian as a teacher, and women want to be lawless women.
He even wanted to pounce on him immediately and kneel down in front of him.
Leng Yue's heart finally fell, and a bright smile rose on her cold face, like a snow lotus blooming in the snow, sacred and beautiful.
"This bastard, it's really unexpected. β
You Mo took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Leng Yue, he found that in Leng Yue's eyes, there was only room for Fu Qiu, and as for the others, they were just air.
He sighed secretly in his heart, and looked back at Wutian again, his heart was extremely complicated.
"Fu Qiu wins!"
A loud voice exploded, drowning out the cheers.
This is the voice of Dacheng Tianzun, Wutian can win like this, which is also beyond his expectations, which is enough to show that this son surpasses the Nine Great War Clans in terms of talent and combat effectiveness!
The most important thing is that this son's cultivation is only the Consummation Supreme, and he can defeat the Mad God Battle Body of the Great Perfection Supreme, which can only be described in two words, perverted!
After this short period of time, Wei Chiyi finally came to his senses, got up and looked at Wutian deeply, and then left in despair.
Although he was convinced, in his heart, he was still a little unwilling.
Wutian returned to the top of the first-place stone pillar, and only the kings of the five major war zones were qualified to stand on this stone pillar.
And at this moment, he is undoubtedly this king!
"Whew!"
Taking a few deep breaths, Wutian looked at the other people of the Great War Clan, and said lightly, "Next." β
This sentence made everyone's hearts hang in their throats!
"He's going to continue?"
"Is he crazy? He is covered in bruises, and even his arms are gone, how can he continue to fight?"
"No, no, Holy Lord, Inner Temple Master, you must stop him, he is simply messing around!"
The crowd around shouted.
Especially Luo Qiang and Zhang Ji, rushed up directly, ready to forcibly drag Wutian away, you must know that Xuanyuan Wuru and others are in peak state, if they really continue, it will only be Wutian who will suffer.
One of them is a disciple, and the other is a junior, so they must not let this happen!
However, before they could get closer, Wutian's gaze moved to the two of them, and in a tone that could not be disobeyed, he said, "Go down!"
The two of them stopped in the void, you look at me, I look at you, their eyes were full of helplessness, and in the end they could only return to their original positions.
That Dacheng Tianzun swept in front of Wutian's body and persuaded: "Fu Qiu, the coming day is long, when your injuries are healed, it's not too late to continue, don't be quick for a while, and lose yourself." β
Wutian shook his head and said, "This is not an injury. β
"Nothing?"
Everyone was really speechless, not a single arm was missing, and the whole body was covered with scars, if this was not an injury, then what was an injury?
Wutian looked at Xuanyuan Ruthless and the others, and said lightly: "Hurry up, don't waste my time." β
"I don't accept your challenge. Xuanyuan shook his head ruthlessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he wondered, shouldn't he challenge Fu Qiu himself?
"I'm not going to fight you either. β
"I'm not interested in people who have injuries. β
"After your injuries are healed, I will accompany you to fight any way you want. β
Dongfeng Shenyue and others also expressed their positions one after another.
Just kidding, bullying a seriously injured person, even if they defeat this person in the end, will be laughed at, and they will not do this kind of stupid thing.
Taking a step back, if they lose, they will be laughed at by the world if they lose to someone who is seriously injured.
All in all, it is absolutely impossible to engage this person now, otherwise they will become a laughing stock regardless of the outcome.
However, someone stepped forward at this time.
"Fu Qiu, I want to challenge you!"
A cold voice sounded, and the burly man in the second war zone, that is, the one who humiliated Luo Qiang, stepped down from the top of the stone pillar and landed in the second war zone, with a cold light in his eyes.
"You?"
Heavenless surprised.
He really didn't know, where did this person borrow the courage to dare to come and challenge him?
Do you really think that if he is seriously injured, he can defeat him?
The burly man sneered: "What, don't you dare?"
It's okay if he doesn't open his mouth, but as soon as he speaks, he will be despised by the audience, but he doesn't care, as long as he can be ashamed, nothing else matters.
"And we, Fu Qiu, dare to accept our challenge!"
At this moment, another cold word came out of the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, four middle-aged men wearing clothes of different colors walked into the first war zone and stood side by side with the burly man, with a look of banter in their contemptuous eyes, as if they were saying to Wutian, take advantage of your illness and kill you!
These four people were all pulled out by Wutian at the beginning, and they were abolished by the hall master of the inner hall A small realm, so they hated Wutian, and at this moment, when they saw him covered in bruises, they ran to fall into the well.
If it weren't for Wutian's serious injury, even if they lent them a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to jump out and challenge.
However, for the behavior of these five people, everyone looks down on them from the bottom of their hearts.
Luo Qiang frowned and said, "Can you be a little more despicable?"
The burly man said disdainfully: "Before we say it, think about yourself first, the lord of the hall of judgment, even I don't dare to challenge, what face do you have here? Get out of the way, this is not the place where people like you who are greedy for life and afraid of death should stay." β
Luo Qiang sneered: "Okay, I just happened to be free in this hall today, so I will play with you, don't say that I am bullying you, I only use one hand, and the five of you will go together." β
"If I were also the Great Perfection Supreme, I would have dared to say these words with confidence, I don't think it's me who is ashamed, it's you. The burly man shook his head and sneered.
Luo Qiang's eyes flashed with a cold light, but at this time, Wutian said lightly: "Do you want to challenge me? β
The burly man was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll come first." β
"No, you guys go up together. "There is no way of heaven.
"Don't regret it, let's go!" shouted the burly man.
Rumble!!!
The five of them freed up terrifying killing machines all over their bodies, scrambling to kill Wutian, feeling that Wutian was like a delicious cake in their eyes.
Seeing this, the corners of Wutian's mouth lifted slightly, unfolded Shura's nine steps, took one step at a time, and with a bang, stepped on the burly man's head, and the big man immediately screamed, his skull cracked, and blood gushed out!
He didn't stop, he turned around and took four more steps, and the heads of the other four also blossomed on the spot, and their brains splashed!
Then, he returned to the top of the stone pillar, shook his head and whispered: "No matter how many miscellaneous fish there are, they are just miscellaneous fish after all, and no matter how many of you are given, they will not be able to make any waves." β
The five of them did not die, but their heads were crushed by Wutian, and with their cultivation, they could be healed after a few months of rest, but they were already terrified to the extreme.
This is Fu Qiu's strength?
Even if there is an injury, it is enough to kill the Perfection Supreme in seconds?
It's hard to imagine, how could this person be so perverted?
Originally, they thought that Fu Qiu was seriously injured, and the five of them joined forces to win, after all, no matter how strong Fu Qiu was, he was only a consummate supreme, and he was in the same realm as them, who would have thought that before they got close to this person, they would be defeated.
The defeat was so crisp, so neat, and even if it weren't for the rules, they would have died by now!
It is only now that they realize how naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve they are.
In the eyes of this person, they may not even be considered clowns who jump off the beam.
"Whoosh!!"
Five more figures swept into the first war zone, but they didn't come to challenge Wutian.
They are the clansmen of the five burly men, and they have come to take the five people away.
The five of them left in embarrassment under the support of their own clansmen and the gloating gazes of countless people.
"Challenging the Master is the worst decision you have ever made in your life. Luo Qiang sneered, and then looked at Wutian feverishly, with brilliance in his eyes, one day, I will become the same hero as Shizun!
Zhang Ji said, "Luo Qiang, do you think that Uncle will continue to fight with other people from the War Clan?"
Luo Qiang rolled his eyes at him, and said secretly: "If I knew, I wouldn't be his disciple." β
Zhang Ji raised his head and looked at Wutian worriedly.
Wutian felt something, looked at Zhang Ji, nodded slightly, and signaled reassurance, and then he looked at Xuanyuan Wuru and the others again, and said lightly: "You don't want to fight with me who is injured, okay, I'll repair the injury now." β
Xuanyuan said ruthlessly: "In a year, we will come again." β
After saying that, the group was ready to turn around and leave.
"Not for a year, just ten breaths. β
But before they could take a step, the sound of lawlessness came to their ears.
"Ten breaths?"
Xuanyuan ruthlessly raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wutian again.
With such a serious injury, even if there is a supreme divine medicine, it is impossible for ten breaths to heal, unless there is the water of life, but this person is absolutely impossible to have such a supreme treasure, so where does his faith come from?
Not only were they puzzled, but even the Holy Lord and others were puzzled.