This alien man's fists were as big as two giant hammers, at least three or five times larger than ordinary people.

When his iron fists collided with the ground, he could clearly feel that the earth trembled slightly.

The competition was held in the palace, and the strong people of all races who did not enter the palace did not even have the opportunity to show their faces, so they could only watch the battle outside.

This is obviously a foreign race that majors in double fists, and the three clans of people and demons looked at each other, and none of them took the initiative to come forward to fight.

"Hahaha, a bunch of waste, no one dares to fight me?" the iron-fisted powerhouse waved his fists, his face full of disdain, and made mocking remarks.

Mo Dingtian drank a cup of tea and nodded at one of the guards beside him.

The guard understood what Demon Dingtian meant, got up and stepped forward, staring at the strong man with the iron fist with fierce eyes.

The strength of the demon clan's guards is at the peak of the Xuanhai Realm, and the strength of the Iron Fist Clan is probably in the Xuanhai Eight Heavens, and the difference between the two is one heaven, the gap is not big, but it is not small.

"I finally dare to fight!" The strong men of the Iron Fist clan collided with each other, and they actually made the sound of gold and stone clashing.

Before they started the war, Baili Changfeng said with a smile: "Since it is a competition, it is natural to stop at the point, and try not to hurt your life." ”

Try not to hurt your life, that is, you can hurt your life, after all, when the battle is fierce, I am afraid it is difficult to hold back the killing intent, and the rules do not clearly stipulate that you must not kill.

"Come on!" the Iron Fist powerhouse shouted, and although he was one day lower than his opponent, he took the initiative to rush forward.

"Humph!"

The strong man of the demon clan snorted coldly, poured the power of his whole body into his fists, and collided with the strong man of the iron fist clan, and a muffled sound came out.

Shi Hao raised his head and took a look, and saw that the demon powerhouse was fighting with his fists, so he continued to lower his head and eat wildly, there was no need to look at the process of the battle, the demon powerhouse would be defeated.

Sure enough, as time went by, the strong men of the demon clan became more and more wolfless, while the strong men of the Iron Fist clan became more and more courageous.

"Bang!"

With the punch of the Iron Fist Clan powerhouse, the Demon Clan powerhouse flew upside down, his chest cavity sinking, and his bones shattered.

The strong man of the Iron Fist clan did not stop fighting, but continued to pounce, wanting to kill the strong man of the demon clan.

The demon powerhouse wolf bèi rolls and dodges the opponent's attack.

"Stop, we're throwing in the towel. Demon Dingtian spoke, his voice cold.

The Iron Fist powerhouse snorted lightly and didn't continue to attack.

The demon powerhouse wolf stood up, his face full of anger and guilt, he was about to say something, when suddenly a terrifying pressure hit him.

"Ah......h

The demon powerhouse screamed miserably, and was blasted out of the palace on the spot.

This is the prohibition in the palace at work, this demon powerhouse was able to resist the pressure of the palace at first, and was qualified to enter here to sit.

But now that he was hit hard, he naturally couldn't stop the pressure of the palace, so he was catapulted out.

"Bang!"

The demon powerhouse, the wolf bèi, landed on the ground outside, and was watched by the monks from all races, eager to find a crack in the ground to drill into.

"Who else?" the strong man of the Iron Fist continued to wave his fists, and his fighting intent rose.

A thin strong man rushed forward, he was smarter than the demon powerhouse just now, taking advantage of his thin stature to not collide with the opponent's iron fist, hoping to win by skill.

It's a pity that after fighting for a long time, after all, the other party caught a loophole, was blown away on the spot, and then was banned and driven out of the palace.

The battle continued, and after the Iron Fist powerhouse had won several games in a row, there were green clouds flowing above his head, which was the luck he had obtained from consecutive victories.

And those who were defeated by him had little luck, almost nothing.

After all, it was the Terran powerhouse who couldn't stand it, and he shot to end the victory of this Iron Fist powerhouse.

Then there were strong people of different races who came to power, and the strong people from all sides came and went, and the battle was not happy.

Many people thought that the lost skills reappeared in the world at this moment. Many unknown monks are showing terrifying strength at this moment.

At the end of the battle, the people who participated in the battle were all strong men at the peak of the Xuanhai Realm, and their strength was extremely close to the Lingtai Realm.

There were even a few strong men among them, which made Shi Hao feel a little difficult.

Before you know it, it's night.

As the battle continued, the luck in the palace became more and more vigorous, and the whole town shone as bright as day.

In the end, even the powerhouses of the Lingtai Realm couldn't help but participate in the battle and compete with each other, causing a burst of shock.

However, they all suppressed their realms in the Xuanhai Realm, otherwise the aftermath of the battle would likely destroy this palace.

When the battle is at its most intense, the sound of the avenue sounds, which is extremely beautiful, and people are immersed in it and can't extricate themselves.

Many of the strong people present could get benefits, but the ones who got the most benefits were the monks with good luck on their heads.

Shi Hao also gained a lot of benefits, feeling that he was closer to the Great Dao, and even the incarnation of the Killing Dao closed his eyes peacefully, silently enjoying the baptism of the sound of the Great Dao.

When a fierce battle was over, Baili Changfeng walked towards Shi Hao and said, "Do you dare to fight with me? ”

As soon as these words came out, the inside and outside of the palace suddenly became a lot quieter.

The powerhouses of all races looked at Shi Hao one after another, expecting Shi Hao's answer.

Many strong people of the human race showed surprise on their faces, and with Shi Hao's strong strength, they had a great chance of defeating the hundred miles of wind that was one day lower than his realm.

When the time comes, Shi Hao, who has defeated the powerhouse of the Lingtai Realm, can gain a lot of luck, and the powerhouses of other races can also share a little.

With Shi Hao's reputation as a little devil in the mixed world, he will definitely not refuse such a battle.

At this moment, countless people secretly prayed in their hearts that Shi Hao could win. In this way, they have a little correlation with the outcome of this battle, and it is linked to luck.

Under the gaze of countless people, Shi Hao stuffed the things in his hand into his mouth, shook his head, and said vaguely while eating: "I'm not free." ”

Suddenly, the people who had originally prayed for Shi Hao's victory were stunned, this is not like the style of Xiao Xingxing.

Baili Changfeng said with a smile: "In this way, you can be regarded as taking the initiative to admit defeat."

"Whatever you say, the fruit and wine are gone, I won't eat you poor, right?" Shi Hao asked rhetorically.

The moment Shi Hao refused to fight, the luck above his head decreased a lot.

The luck on the side of the reflection of the hundred-mile-long limelight has increased a lot at this moment.

I only heard Baili Changfeng laugh and said: "As much as you want to eat, I will have as much as you want." Then he ordered the wine to be served.

The most unlucky ones were those powerhouses who secretly prayed for Shi Hao's victory, because Shi Hao refused to fight, and their luck was reduced a little.