Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

"Big words! Hmph!"

Hearing the voice of the "overlord" like a mountain whistling and a tsunami, all the saints' faces were not good-looking.

The Holy Son of the Fire Department snorted coldly, and a crimson pillar of flame rose from his body, the fiery breath suppressed the voices of the people in the spectator seats.

Then Seiko Dodo, Seiko Kinbe, Seiko Kazebe and so on.

One after another extremely powerful aura rose up, occupying a higher altitude than the arena, fighting against each other, and forming a faint strangling trend, firmly suppressing Gu Xuan's aura.

"I want to see, how can you challenge all of us by yourself?

The Holy Son of the Ministry of Fire showed a hostile expression, looked at Gu Xuan in front of him and said word by word.

The rest of the Holy Sons also showed their murderous intentions, and their spiritual vision locked Gu Xuan firmly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became extremely tense and depressing.

The temperature dropped sharply, as if winter had come all of a sudden.

On the stage of "June 17" are all the top talents, peak powerhouses of the younger generation of the Ninth Stage Tian Zhubu.

Anyone has the qualifications to be alone.

When these people join forces to attack one person at the same time, even if they don't face the terrifying power directly, even through the Restrictions of the ring, it is enough to make the onlookers feel a suffocating terrifying pressure.

"Hiss—"

The voices in the spectator seats stopped, and everyone stared at the competition stage closely, looking forward to this imminent battle.

Yuan Jiansheng stood in the corner of the crowd, looking at the figure wrapped in the pressure of mountains and tsunami on the competition stage, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"It should be you...this looks like your style..."

Yuan Jiansheng whispered to himself.

On Lei Lie's side, Lei Lingding looked at the figure on the competition stage, and murmured: "Lei Lie, do you think this overlord is Genzuki?"

Lei Lie had no expression on his face, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Whether it's Genzuki or not, there is absolutely no chance of this person surviving this battle.

All the holy sons of the middle three days joined forces and could even fight head-on in the king realm, let alone this person is only the Ninth Stage of life and death.

A battle without suspense...

When it is defeated, we will know who is under the black robe."

There are many people who think similarly to Lei Lie.

At present, no matter how tyrannical and domineering Gu Xuan's previous strength is, almost no one thinks that he can win.

after all...…

"How can a saint child compare with a group of saint sons? Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

These quasi-king-level arrogances join hands and even the real king-level powerhouses have to back away, let alone the life-death level..."

"In this battle, the overlord may become the swan song!"

Almost no one is optimistic about Gu Xuan.

What everyone wants to see is how long Gu Xuan can last under the hands of the Holy Sons.

What is the limit of his strength!

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

Shengzi Huobu moved his muscles and bones, and there was a "crackling" sound from his body, and the Killing intent soared into the sky.

The Holy Son of the Fire Department glanced at the surrounding Holy Sons, and said with an evil smile: "Several, don't forget our bet.

Whoever can take off this kid's head, his points and Spirit Stones will be remitted!"

In an instant, killing intent burst out from the bodies of the other Great Saints, and their auras all began to condense.

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

The onlookers were shocked.

It turns out that the Holy Sons of various ministries also had a private bet.

No wonder he agreed to Gu Xuan's challenge.

The holy sons of various ministries obviously regard Gu Xuan as the strongest whetstone.

In short, today's battle.

It's not just as simple as the besieging of Gu Xuan by the holy sons of the tribes, there is also competition and competition among the holy sons of the tribes.

"die!"

Shengzi Huobu punched Gu Xuan violently.

In an instant, the monstrous flames suddenly ignited on the fighting platform, and a phantom of a red chain quietly emerged.

The Mystery of Fire!

And it is the profound meaning of fire whose comprehension level is at least above Xiaocheng!

The strength and background of the first person in the Ninth Stage Skyfire Department were undoubtedly revealed in this punch.

The rest of the holy sons did not show any weakness.

"Wind Dance!"

"Cover!"

"kill!"

The phantoms of the chains of laws and chains representing the profound meanings are constantly emerging in the void with different colors.

Like raging dragons and a net, they attacked and killed Gu Xuan in the center of the competition platform.

The rising tide caused the Restrictions circle on the edge of the platform to shake violently, and the invisible fluctuations spread throughout the audience, and countless people were startled by it.

The prestige of the alliance of the Holy Sons is far more terrifying than they imagined.

This kind of power, let alone a frontal confrontation.

I am afraid that it is the aftermath, and there are not many people in the territory of life and death who can follow it.

"It's over, it's over, isn't it possible that such a terrifying siege overlord won't be able to take a single blow?!"

"Indeed, maybe we will be defeated!"

"Hey, thanks to the fact that I have suppressed the overlord to survive for a long time... I think he is too high..."

"It's not that the overlord is weak... but that the Holy Sons of all tribes are too strong together!"

"The overlord doesn't move no matter what, could it be that he's scared out of his wits?"

"Maybe it's really..."

In the eyes of everyone.

Gu Xuan, located in the center of the vortex, is like a small boat in a stormy sea, which may capsize at any time, as if it will be torn to pieces in the next second.

But just when the great murderous opportunity was about to come, and the monstrous power was pouring down.

Gu Xuan moved.

The black robe is automatic without wind.

In the next second, countless black and purple thunderbolts shot out from under the black robe.

At that moment, it was as if thousands of flood dragons came out of the abyss, and the thunder pool was overturned!

"Boom—"

Terrible thunderbolts kept emerging as if they were endless.

Gu Xuan's aura was rising steadily.

Soon it surpassed the combined power of the other saints on the fighting stage.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xuan stepped forward.

Stepping on the void appeared above everyone's heads.

"Boom—"

At this moment, everyone in the audience seemed to hear the sound of an ancient portal opening.

All doors open!

A streak of thunder streaks emerged from Gu Xuan's body.

The Xuanbing Dao Palace is opened, and the energy of Xuanbing from heaven and earth gathers.

Gu Xuan stretched out his hands.

Purple thunder converges on his left hand.

Black thunder gathered in his right hand.

The two Thunder 4.4s with different strengths and colors condensed into different forms in the hands of Gu Xuan.

The purple thunder condensed into a gorgeous and exquisite ancient shield.

The black thunder turned into a pure black ancient battle spear.

Gu Xuan was surrounded by thunder, holding a shield in his left hand, talking nonsense.

A spear pierced out.

"Tear—"

The void of the Bidoutai was torn apart like a rag.

Regardless of the space distance, the black spear suddenly came to the Holy Son of the Fire Department who was closest to him.

Before the Holy Son of the Fire Department could react, he passed through his chest and nailed him to Pico Taizheng.

Immortal is the shield, destruction is the spear!

one strike....

Crucify the Holy Son of the Fire Department!

This series of actions happened as quickly as lightning.

When the Holy Son of the Fire Department was crucified to death on the stage by the Spear of Destruction, and howling in pain, no one could react, they just froze suddenly...