Chapter Seventy-Seven: I Don't Mind Killing One More Person
The people in the martial arts arena were all stunned, this son, in order to promote, was so shameless.
Even the elders had gloomy faces.
But there are two people left in the battle platform, and they can only give up!
"Get down, you, you don't deserve to be on the same stage with me!"
Sun Wukong suddenly spit out such a sentence in his mouth, and the spear in his hand was raised, stabbing at his person.
The young man was shocked when he saw this, and his body quickly retreated, until the edge of the battle platform!
Sun Wukong slapped a flaming palm, and the flames covered the boy's body.
The young man's face was pale, but he had no way to dodge, and he had to jump off the battle platform to avoid the end of the flames.
Sun Wukong withdrew his spear, stood proudly, looked at the rest of the battle platform, and his invincible posture shook everyone's hearts.
His battle platform is the first battle platform to end the battle, and the remainder is one person.
For such a result, the elders had no time to stop it, but they had no intention of blaming it. After reacting, they all bowed their heads and whispered, discussing solutions!
"Let me all go down!"
On the battle platform where Zhang Fan was, there was an angry shout.
I saw that Zhang Fan finally took the initiative to attack, he joined forces with another person, and as soon as he made a move, he knocked one person off the battlefield.
Sun Wukong's actions angered him.
Pang Yuan of the other battle platform also joined forces with one person and began to take the initiative to attack, and the battle platform was extremely chaotic.
After a while, there were only two people left on the battle platform of the two, and they advanced to the top ten.
The only battle platforms that did not end the battle were Xiao Long and Yue Shan, Han Bang and Wo Huairen.
On the battle platform of Yueshan, there are three people left.
They are him, Xiao Long, and in addition, there is another person, who is also the peak cultivator of the late Ninth Stage.
The ink ruler in Yue Shan's hand was stained with blood, and there were many scars on his body, and the blood continued to drip down, but he still exuded a high-spirited fighting spirit, glaring at Xiao Long and the other person.
Xiao Long and the others wanted to cooperate to knock Yue Shan off the battlefield.
"Do you admit defeat and roll down, or will we bomb you down!"
Xiao Long was born tall and strong, and the soldier in his hand was a giant axe, and his cultivation was obviously based on strength. is like Zhang Fan, with a rebellious and arrogant face.
His strength is slightly inferior to Zhang Fan Pang Yuan, if Yue Shan plays with him, he can't completely crush him.
"Hahahaha!" Yue Shan laughed wildly, lifted the ink ruler weighing hundreds of catties, and said proudly: "It's you, and you also want your Uncle Yue to admit defeat?"
Although Yue Shan is honest by nature, his arrogance is not lighter than anyone else, so how can he take the initiative to admit defeat.
"Hmph, then let's die!"
Xiao Long shouted angrily in his mouth, his body jumped up, and the giant axe slashed down, and the spiritual power contained in it stirred, exuding a domineering killing momentum.
As soon as he moved, the other person also launched an attack at the same time, and the attack of the two people at the peak of the late Ninefold Late Stage was like a tsunami, crushing towards Yue Mountain.
Yue Shan's face was solemn, but he was not afraid to swing the ink ruler with all his strength, facing the attack of the two.
'Jump'
However, Yue Shan, how could he resist the offensive of Xiao Long and the others.
In just an instant, Yue Shan's offensive was collapsed, and his body was shaken off the battle platform.
Yue Shan, who fell off the battle platform, looked at the arrogant Xiao Long and the others on the stage, his face was unwilling, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his injuries were not light.
Sun Wukong floated away, landed beside Yue Shan, took out the pill and handed it over.
"Take it first to heal!"
Sun Wukong didn't do much to comfort him, and the way of cultivation is to have the courage to accept failure.
Yue Shan held back his breath and nodded, took the pill and took it, and sat on the ground to breathe.
At this time, on the platform of Wo Huairen, there were also the remaining three.
Zhang Fan's four people are all cooperating with him, although they are not his subordinates, but they have the same goal, which can be described as invincible.
If it weren't for Yue Shan's brave and desperate efforts, I'm afraid it would be difficult to stay until the end!
Han Bangsheng was emaciated, his face was gloomy, and the soldier in his hand was a blood-stained sword.
He smiled fiercely as he surrounded Wo Huairen with another person.
Wo Huairen's long stick pointed horizontally, ignoring several scars on his body, with a reluctant face.
He knew that in the face of two people at the peak of the late Ninefold Period, he would be defeated, and there would be no luck.
I saw that his figure burst up, and he took the initiative to run towards other people, and the long stick in his hand smashed down like a mountain.
Although he is funny by nature and is not serious in everything, he will not fall behind anyone in battle against the enemy.
Knowing that he is invincible, he wants to fight!
"Good time!"
The man laughed wildly, and the soldiers in his hands did not dodge or dodge to meet him,
'When'
Wo Huairen was shocked and flew upside down, Han Bang took advantage of the situation to chase after him, and the sword in his hand slashed at Wo Huairen.
Although it is a sword, it contains a huge amount of power.
Wo Huairen's horizontal stick blocked, the sword fell, and Wo Huairen's body was shocked again and fell out of the battle platform.
"Give me death!"
At this moment, the figure of the other person jumped up and slammed his palm into the air with Wo Huairen.
In this way, he wants to kill Wo Huairen!
"Yikes!"
Wo Huairen roared angrily, raised his hand frantically, and condensed the remaining strength in the dantian to meet him.
'Jump'
With a loud bang, the spiritual power was stirred, and Wo Huairen's figure was hit by the huge force and accelerated towards the outside of the battle platform like a defeated grass, and several streams of blood spit out in a row from his mouth.
Sun Wukong's figure jumped up, caught Wo Huairen's body, and dispersed the power on his body.
After landing, Sun Wukong took out the pill and fed it to take it.
Wo Huairen's face was pale, the blood qi in his body kept rolling, and his injuries were more serious than Yue Shan's. But his eyes were still flashing with fighting intent, and the corners of his mouth squirmed to speak.
"Don't speak, pranayama!"
Sun Wukong stopped what Wo Huairen wanted to say, turned his eyes to look at the battle platform, and in his eyes, a murderous aura like substance burst out. Although he didn't speak, his heart was screaming with cracked teeth.
Han Bang and the others all looked down at Sun Wukong condescendingly and sneered, their eyes were full of provocation.
Sun Wukong did not get angry on the spot, but the killing intent in his heart was churning like a tide, and he only killed those who would die!
"The battle of the top ten is over!" The voice of the Dragon Descending Daoist came, but he paused, and said: "After deliberation in the House of Elders, the tenth person can choose one person from the top fifty, and Sun Wukong will choose!"
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong under the battle platform, his battle platform, but he was swept by him, and no one was left!
When Sun Wukong heard this, he looked at Zhang Fan and the others who were still on the battle platform, and said indifferently: "Let them choose!"
Zhang Fan and the others were stunned, they didn't expect Sun Wukong to give them this opportunity, but Sun Wukong's next few words made their faces extremely ugly.
"Killing one person is killing, nine people are also killing, I, Sun Wukong, don't mind killing one more!"
The faint words spread throughout the martial arts arena, stirring everyone's hearts.
Sun Wukong's intention is not to defeat everyone and climb to the top, but to kill them all.
The grievances between them are no longer just a competition for the treasures in the demon forest.
There is no way to resolve it!
Zhang Fan sneered when he heard this: "Sun Wukong, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance!"
Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhang Fan and the others, but did not reply. His eyes stopped at the battle platform of Han Bang and the two, exuding a terrifying murderous aura all over his body, as if he wanted to burn!
"This son is so murderous, it can be said that it is the first time I have encountered it since the opening of my Daomen Academy, and the future is worrying if the school is kept like this!"
At the Dharma Conferring Elder Table, Tang Nian suddenly spoke out pretending to be worried, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes!
Sun Wukong looked at the elder seat, his eyes were close to Tang Nian, who had fallen into the well, flashing with a stronger killing intent, and said heavily in his mouth: "If I can kill you, today, I, Sun Wukong, will kill you!"
PS: Alas, I haven't been running for a long time these days, in the town and county, looking at my grandfather's hard work, I feel so distressed, I don't have the heart to do anything, I hope grandpa will be good soon!