The huge underground ring is surrounded by an unsettling atmosphere.

Everyone was trembling and grim-faced.

Crane boxing master Ye Nanfei - second kill!

King Kong Fist Master Angry Arhat - Instant Kill!

Iron Sand Palm Master Yan Liangcai - Instant Kill!

In less than half an hour, the three famous big names were all put down.

To everyone's disbelief, the Flame Lion's breathing remained steady, his face did not blush, and his heart did not beat, as if it was all easy for him.

He perfectly explains what the word "crushing" is!

Strong!

Invincible strong!

The warriors present couldn't wait to turn around and flee from this place immediately, unwilling to face this demon king-like figure again.

"Is there anyone else?"

The Flame Lion spoke again.

His voice was like a tidal wave.

Many of them turned even paler, clenching their fists, and their ambitions had long since been wiped out when they first arrived!

To stand up means to die!

Even though they had an inexorable conflict with the Flame Lion, at this moment, the words "Forget it" kept echoing in their hearts.

No matter how much hatred there is, it is not worth mentioning in the face of death.

What if the other party rapes his wife and daughter?

What if the other party slaughters himself?

Even if the other party stepped on his head and poured out the ultimate humiliation!

Revenge is also about strength.

To put it mildly, many of them are not even qualified to fight each other.

"Is it so boring?"

The Raging Lion couldn't help but shake his head, "A bunch of shit. ”

Before, everyone dared to be angry, but now, they don't even dare to be angry.

"Otherwise, you can go up together. ”

A mocking smile curled into the corners of the Flame Lion's mouth,

"I am not afraid of as many as there are!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

It's crazy!

How conceited is this to make such a decision?

A lot of people were moved.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, so many of them are united, maybe there is really a chance to get rid of this big demon king!

"Wuyunguan green pine nuts, please advise!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest entered with a three-foot bronze sword in his hand.

"Qin Cangtian, the descendant of King Megatron, please give advice!"

The old man went berserk and entered with an endless cold wind.

"Poison Kui, the last descendant of the Hundred Poison Sect, please give advice!"

A ragged savage entered with a thick poisonous gas.

The appearance of these three people immediately shocked everyone's spirits.

Immediately afterward, more and more people came forward.

"Huang Ming, please fight!"

"Cui Shangtian, please fight!"

"Cai Wenhua, please fight!"

“......”

After a while, there were more than 30 figures standing in the ring.

Some of them are the old and strong people who have been famous for a long time, and some are the younger generations who have just come out of the house; some of them have already achieved their cultivation strength, and some of them are not able to achieve their strength.

However, it was such a group of people who united together and burst out with the courage of thousands of troops.

Their blood is boiling, their spirits are excited, and they have an unprecedented self-confidence - there is nothing remarkable about the Flame Lion!

"Good!"

Countless people applauded it.

"Grandpa, look!"

Zhao Tuo was also excited.

"The Flame Lion will definitely be defeated!"

Zhao Beihai couldn't help but sigh.

With so many people united, the outcome of this battle is already clear.

The Flame Lion was defeated by his own arrogance.

However, the corner of Zhao Beihai's eyes noticed Lin Chen on the side and shook his head.

He was furious, and just as he was about to denounce something, he saw the Flame Lion in the center of the ring doing the same.

Suddenly, Zhao Beihai sighed in his heart, and had an ominous premonition.

"A rabble!"

"A rabble that can't get on the stage!"

The Flame Lion laughed, "You want to defeat me?"

"Stupid!"

The cold words fell, and he set off.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone understood what a "Flame Lion" was!

"Roar!"

The roar shook the space.

Those who were united together, who were full of confidence one second, immediately changed color the next second.

They vaguely saw a raging lion burning with a raging fire and slaughtered into the crowd.

Every move and style of his is full of domineering power, and as soon as he makes a move, one person will be knocked out!

In an instant, half of them were knocked to the ground!

"Roar!"

With the momentum of looking at the world, he roared again and killed again.

The smiles on the faces of the audience outside the arena immediately froze.

They looked at the blood that kept splattering, and their fiery hearts gradually froze.

The battle is over.

More than 30 people collapsed in the ring.

Their blood mixed together to form a river.

"Whoever dares to provoke me will die!"

The Flame Lion sneered, and then killed one person with one kick!

"Stop!"

When he was about to get rid of the second person, Lin Zhongtang couldn't sit idly by, and if he let the other party kill him, the entire martial arts world in Jiangzhou would be regressed by more than a hundred years!

"What, you're going to challenge me too?"

The Flame Lion grinned, and then killed the second person.

"You've already defeated them, why be so cruel!?"

Lin Zhongtang's eyes burned with a raging fire.

"Winning and losing, that's what happened. ”

The Raging Lion didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, "These people are going to die!"

Lin Zhongtang trembled with anger, and simply chose to do it.

However, the difference in strength between the two is too great.

Lin Zhongtang was easily knocked out, and blood was vomited in his mouth.

"Grandpa!"

The little Lori in the stands screamed in surprise, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

She looked at Zhao Beihai miserably,

"Grandpa Zhao, hurry up and save my grandfather. ”

Zhao Beihai's face couldn't help but turn white, and his beard was constantly shaking.

Let him shoot?

Isn't that killing him?

Didn't you see so many master-level masters all returning home with fiasco?

"Grandpa Zhao, didn't you say that you have learned the essence of the world's martial arts and integrated it, and your strength is unmatched in Jiangzhou?"

Little Lori pear blossom with rain.

Zhao Beihai's face turned even more pale.

"Grandpa Zhao, you said before that you only need a slap to kill the ...... of the Flame Lion."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Beihai finally couldn't help but erupt, like a ghost, staring at the little Lori tightly.

Zhao Tuo opened his mouth, and finally silently retracted his head.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of the Flame Lion crushed the audience.

Looking at the entire Jiangzhou, I am afraid that only the ancestor of the Meng family can compete with him.

However, even the ancestor of the Meng family may not be ......

"Master......"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoqing pulled Lin Chen's clothes.

"It's fine. ”

Lin Chen stood up.

His steps are gentle, his face is calm, and his body is straight, like a mountain, calm and calm.

(End of chapter)