This......

He died?!!!

The sudden scene seemed to be a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

Whether it was the felons in Obsidian City who didn't know Su Ling, or Zi Zhen, Zi Peng and the others, they all felt their hearts twitch.

Inside a private room.

The Shadowless King stood up all at once.

The Shadowless King was completely shocked!

Qing Yun behind her was trembling, and couldn't help but raise her hand and wipe her eyes.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

............

Until ten breaths have passed.

In the audience, there was still no sound.

"I said, I won!" In the ring, Su Ling looked at the old man who was also in extreme shock, so much so that he was completely in a state of confusion.

"You...... You...... You won!" The old man reacted at this time, and for a while, his face turned pale and frightened, staring at Su Ling, and said tremblingly.

"Well, it's good to win, then, next, let's play the second one!" Su Ling smiled, and then, his eyes suddenly fell on one of the three people who scolded him the most fiercely before he was the middle-aged man with the eighth layer of the God King Realm, wearing a white robe and bald head: "Didn't you say that I was a waste, damned, and wanted to fuck my ancestor? Then come down! I, challenge you to !! life and death battle!"

Su Ling's voice, which was neither salty nor light, spread throughout the audience at once.

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man with a white robe and a bald head on the eighth floor of the God King Realm became the focus of everyone, and more than 50,000 eyes looked at him.

"I ...... I ......" The bald middle-aged man suddenly trembled with horror, and he was extremely stressed by being stared at by so many eyes.

Promised Su Ling!!?

If he doesn't agree, he will become a waste and a rat completely.

However, how could he agree? Even Niu Cheng, a half-step God Emperor Realm, was dead, how could he, an existence of the eighth layer of the God King Realm, be the opponent of the other party?

"Damn, how could he have that kind of strength?" the bald middle-aged man was sweating profusely, and his heart was full of regret, fear, depression, fear, and so on.

Mocking an ant of the eighth layer of the Holy Emperor Realm, what's wrong? It's normal, in the eyes of the bald middle-aged man, this is what everyone will do, isn't the ant just for mocking?

However, why was he so unlucky? This kid from the eighth layer of the Holy Emperor Realm was not an ant at all, but a complete iron plate!

What now? He really panicked!

"What's the matter? Now you're pretending to be a fool, didn't you scold me quite happily before?" Seeing that the bald middle-aged man was silent, Su Ling raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "Don't you dare to come down and - my ancestor now?"

The bald middle-aged man lowered his head, he did choose to pretend after struggling for a while, it is better than dead!

"Look at the way you bow your head, hehe, it is estimated that someone is drafting the ancestor at this time, you still bow your head, right?" Su Ling did not relent.

Su Ling never thought that he was a generous person, well, people poked me once, I poked people ten times, the bald middle-aged man is now a grandson, he will let it go? Of course, it can't be so easy to calculate.

At least, he has to insult and insult fiercely! Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the bald middle-aged man's scolding so happily before?

"........." The bald middle-aged man lowered his head, his eyes were full of resentment and anger, Su Ling's words were hard to hear, he was about to explode, and his heart was full of storms and peerless storms, but he still endured it.

"Huhuhuhu......" The bald middle-aged man took a big breath, and he told himself that he must endure it, this is Su Ling provoking him.

"To tell the truth, this is the first time I have come to Obsidian, before coming to Obsidian, an elder told me that when I came to Obsidian, I should be low-key and patient, I asked him the reason, he said, everyone in Obsidian is strong, all of them are bloodthirsty and tyrannical, as long as I provoke anyone, I will die, I believe it!" Su Ling said quietly, his voice was faint, but it was full of some mockery: "Hehe...... Why do I feel stupid at this moment? I shouldn't believe it!"

Su Ling's mocking voice rippled, very, very harsh.

The sound of ridicule reached the ears of the thousands of Obsidian powerhouses present, and their faces were not good-looking.

Su Ling's words were not only mocking the bald middle-aged people, but also mocking them.

couldn't help it, many people once again had a strong killing intent towards Su Ling, and of course, they also had a strong killing intent towards the bald middle-aged man, they thought that it was the bald middle-aged man who had caused them!

Suddenly, I don't know who scolded: "Sun Fu, if you are a fucking man, if there is a kind, hurry down to accompany that kid in a life-and-death battle, draft, pretending to be a turtle grandson, it's a fucking shame!"

Suddenly, one after another scolding sounded one after another:

"Sun Fu, hurry up and get out of the ring!"

"Sun Fu, you don't have eggs at all!"

"Sun Fu, you don't deserve to be from Obsidian City at all!"

"Hurry up and go down and fight with him, grass, are you so afraid of death?"

..................

"I ...... I...... I ......" The bald middle-aged man is named Sun Fu, Sun Fu's eyes are red at the moment, sweat is dripping, and he is trembling, he wants to rush down and fight Su Ling desperately, but he is afraid of death.

He really didn't know what to do!

"Huh...... Okay, pretending to be a grandson to this point, I'm embarrassed to force you anymore, waste!" At the same second, Su Ling glanced at Sun Fu, shrugged his shoulders boringly, and then, his eyes moved to the young man who looked very ugly and had a hideous scar on his face: "It's up to you, before you scolded me for being a 'draft mother' and 'miscellaneous', and the scolding was also very happy, I said I remembered, so, come down!!"

"Do you really think you're invincible?" the young man roared to his feet, his already hideous face twisting even more.

To be honest, Su Ling's killing of Niu Cheng in seconds had already made him timid.

After all, he and Niu Cheng are in the same realm, they are both half-step God Emperor realms, his strength is estimated to be inferior to Niu Cheng, Niu Cheng's brother is the Heavenly Demon Bull King, and his martial arts, weapons, etc. are much better than him.

Niu Cheng was killed in seconds, how could he be Su Ling's opponent?

But.

Sun Fu's fate is already in sight, if he pretends to be a bad man again, he probably won't be much better than Sun Fu, right?

Not only that, once you are insulted as, you don't dare to fight back, and if you live today, in a few days, you will be assassinated and cleaned up by a lot of Obsidian City, right?

Therefore, he has only one choice, and that is to choose to fight!!

There is and there is only war.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" The hideous-faced young man took a deep breath and walked towards the ring of life and death, he comforted himself in his heart - Su Ling just happened to kill Niu Cheng in seconds, in fact, he didn't have much strength, how strong can a kid from the Eighth Layer Realm of the Holy Emperor be?

(End of chapter)