The audience was boiling again, and those who bet on the war day were smiling again, especially those who had pressed the war day from the beginning, from the initial one to ten, to the current one to one, eleven games, all of them have made a lot of money.

On the podium, Catherine and Lucy looked at each other and smiled, this guy is always so unreliable, he can win, why does he always have to make it so thrilling, so worrying.

In the ring, Zhan Tian let out a soft shout, all the dirt on his body shook off, and his bronzed skin shone in the sun. The danger comes with the benefits, and the danger of death brings equally great benefits. At the last moment, he only had the battle intent left, and the battle statue condensed in front of him, and actually resisted the attacks used, absorbing all the tangible and invisible energy.

The materialization of the war statue was much more powerful than he imagined, and such a powerful penetrating power could actually absorb it, especially those thermal weapon bullets. As for the body, it looks embarrassed, but in fact, it hasn't suffered too much damage, countless energies have been fed back from the battle image, and the physical body has been strengthened again and again.

The game started again in the referee's announcement, but this time there was only one opponent, a middle-aged man in a green shirt, carrying a long sword, and his eyes were very bright, some of them looked like black, but there were some differences, they were brown, and even his hair was too.

That sword cultivator looked proud, and said indifferently: "Ruthless swordsman, the sword is ruthless!" ”

Zhan Tian grinned, with a look of disdain, this guy actually practiced swords by killing, which made him feel disgusted for the first time, those previous opponents were all for survival and a better life for his family.

The audience was in an instant uproar, the ruthless swordsman, the legendary descendant of the sword god, the first person under the god level, and countless people died under his sword. The last time the sword was out was three years ago, when a warrior at the level of Emperor Wu was seconded.

Several casino bosses all smiled, this time in order to invite a ruthless swordsman, but there was a lot of bleeding, and the guy didn't agree last night, but he didn't expect to fight now. Although they didn't know why he was fighting, they didn't dare to deduct the conditions they agreed to.

"Take out your weapon, I'll take out my sword, and I'll never leave a mouth alive."

"Hehe, I haven't killed anyone before, do you know why?"

"I'm not interested in knowing."

"Yes, you can ask Hades yourself."

After Zhan Tian finished speaking, he stabbed his horse and protected his ribs with both fists, "Fight!" ”

The sword ruthlessly smiled disdainfully, "I only have one sword, if you can block it, I ......"

"Roar!" Zhan Tian's right fist soared into the sky, and a black dragon appeared out of thin air, with black and shiny scales all over his body, antlers, horse face, snake body, and countless beasts under the stage trembled, and the weak ones had already fallen to their knees.

On the command platform, Catherine and Lucy finally saw the black dragon concentrating on their bodies, "Long Wei, what kind of dragon is this?" Lucy looked curious.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." Catherine thought for a moment and shook her head. She could feel the oppressive force that was vague, a kind of life-level oppression, like a god from above looking down on mortals.

The sword in the ruthless hand of the sword was blood-red, and before it could be shot, he felt his heart tighten, and under the crisis of life and death, he didn't have time to finish his words, and hurriedly rose into the air. Emperor Wu can already fly for a short time, which is much worse than the Martial God's flight in a few hours, but it is also very strong. The reason why he participated in the war was because of the quota that could directly participate in the Protoss Global Competition.

In the finals, as long as it is a martial king or above, you can directly participate. As a martial emperor, he is really a bit shameless to participate in such a competition. It's just that the quota for participating in the global competition is very rare, and usually, only those high-level battlefield competitions are possible. In the high-level battlefield, there are as many Martial Emperors as a dog, and he is not so confident to participate.

The sword flew ruthlessly in the air, but I didn't expect such a terrifying physical cultivation to appear on a low-level battlefield. He is a sword cultivator, sword intent, sword momentum, sword momentum transformation, sword momentum condensation, which only a master can do. Could it be that the opposite is a martial god-level body cultivator, martial god body cultivation, how is it possible. Before he could calm the frightened little heart, the black dragon actually arrived in front of him in an instant and opened his bloody mouth.

"I recognize ......"

Click, click, the sword disappeared mercilessly, even his sword disappeared with him, everyone knew that the guy wanted to admit defeat, but unfortunately he didn't have it before he could speak.

The sword died mercilessly, and there was a dead silence in the audience. Not only was it the first time Zhan Tian had killed someone, but more importantly, the terrifying sound of the dragon chewing. Others think of the ruthless identity of the sword, the descendant of the sword god......

The black dragon had already swallowed the battle ruthlessly, he raised his head and roared, and dissipated into the air with some unwillingness. On the podium, Catherine was a little disgusted, this guy always does things unexpectedly, he didn't kill anyone before, but now he doesn't finish his words, and he dies so miserably. Only Lucy, first surprised, then excited, and finally jumped.

"Sister, that dragon is so handsome, I really want to raise one...... You go and lure the battle heaven and let him send it to me. ”

"Tsk, what nonsense are you talking about, go yourself. That's just his fist, not really ......"

"I don't believe it, he must have it, maybe it's hidden on him. He doesn't wear a storage ring, and he is a physical cultivator, maybe he is hiding it inside himself. Isn't it a legend that physical cultivation can cultivate the physical body space......"

The two women were muttering and discussing, and in the ring, there was a boo, and the opponents in the third, fourth, and fifth games were all representatives on the stage, directly announcing that they would admit defeat. This made those casino owners breathe a sigh of relief, Zhan Tian killed the sword ruthlessly, and the benefits promised before were naturally saved, and even after there was no game, there was no need to open, so it was naturally saved to continue to lose money. Some gamblers scolded those king-level mercenary groups, making them lose the opportunity to make money.

The leaders of the three mercenary groups all had gloomy faces, of course they wanted to earn money, and now the cumulative bonus of Zhantian is about to reach one million, but life is more important. If, like before, Zhan Tian just stunned his opponent, they would have to fight for everything, in case they won. But the ruthless death of the sword reminded them that they would die and be eaten by the black dragon. The physical cultivation of a fist condensing entity is likely to be a god-level physical cultivation, which is not a soft persimmon.

In a luxurious private room in a hotel, Zhen Xiaoren and Fa ruthless had cold faces, Zhan Tian really didn't die, and the sixth sense of the two big men was really accurate. But they weren't happy at all, the body cultivation, the body cultivation of the fist.

"Brother ruthless, that ruthless hangs up, I'm afraid this name is unlucky."

“...... Brother villain, you don't have to worry about this scourge, how can I be willing to go first. Don't talk nonsense, your Zhen family, as a royal family, have you ever heard of god-level physical cultivation? ”

"But, no. Not to mention physical cultivation, sword cultivation, sword cultivation, and gun cultivation, there are very few people who can reach the god level, their souls are consumed too much on foreign objects, and even if they reach the god level, they are garbage. Physical cultivation, there is no emperor level. Fist cultivation, this guy has the appearance of a low-level god......"

"Well, I haven't heard of it either. I think this guy has a lot of secrets, but it's a pity. ”

"Haha, that's a pity. If he doesn't have illusions about Catherine, I want to give him a chance to see if he can become a god-level boxing cultivator. God is jealous of talents......"