Look at the sky, count me the most wave

Chapter 60 Nether Civet and Fire Lord

"How is it possible..."

Dai Mubai's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, full of disbelief.

He could never imagine that, as the God of War, he would lose to a nobody.

"You are very weak, really weak, so weak that I don't even have the interest to draw my sword."

Shen Yan shook his head, with a look of disappointment on his face, and seemed to have lost the desire to continue fighting.

"Damn bastard!"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly shrank into needle shapes, and his whole body trembled with anger!

"The roar of the incompetent..."

Chen Yan glanced at Dai Mubai coldly, then raised the red flame sword in his hand and slowly raised it to his eyes.

The red sword blade was filled with flames, making it look particularly gorgeous!

He was afraid that Shen Yan would take the opportunity to kill him. After all, his soul power was consumed too much and he couldn't even use defensive soul skills now.

"Well, then I'll go up."

"How dare you..."

There was another sound of bones breaking, and Dai Mubai's other leg was also cut off!

At this moment, both of Dai Mubai's legs were disabled, his body was dripping with blood, and he was in a miserable state.

Although the golden generation of the Wuhun Hall is only average in the eyes of the descendants of the Enshrinement Hall.

"That's weird. You tried to kill me, but it's good that I didn't kill you!"

He could clearly feel that his internal organs were suffering unprecedented damage.

Immediately afterwards, two huge front teeth fell out of his mouth and fell at his feet. Blood continuously overflowed from his mouth, staining his entire face red.

Dai Mubai's consciousness gradually blurred, but he still had the last trace of reason left and could barely speak these words.

But in the eyes of others, he is still a first-class genius.

"Yan? With this name and Wuhun, could it be that he is the golden generation of Wuhun Palace?"

Hearing this voice, Tang San and others who had just pulled Dai Mubai back from the playing field were stunned.

"Yes! He deserves to be beaten!"

Shen Yan curled his lips and swung down the long sword in his hand again!

"call out--"

"ah……"

At this time, the host of the Soul Fighting Arena also reacted and quickly came to the Soul Fighting Arena and announced loudly.

Before he finished speaking, a blazing pillar of fire suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then with a destructive aura, it struck Dai Mubai fiercely!

"Ouch!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted!

……………………

Tang San pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Chen Yan murmured: "A soul master with a beast spirit has stronger vitality than a spirit master with a weapon spirit, so you should be able to withstand this attack. I hope you don't die."

Even the arrogant Shrek Seven Monsters once suffered great losses at their hands.

"…………"

"What do you think?"

"You win...ahem!"

Seeing this, Dai Mubai was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

He never expected that Shen Yan would actually dare to kill him!

dividing line.

"How is it possible? It's really you!"

"The first one-on-one match in the 14th Soul Fighting Arena, Fighting Soul Sect Dai Mubai VS Weapon Soul Sect Chen Yan, Shen Yan wins!"

"Hmph, this guy relies on his own strength and a look that drags him to the sky, and he knows how to sleep with women all day long!"

"Second Soul Skill: Red Flame Destroys Demons."

On the soul fighting stage, Zhu Zhuqing was dressed in black. She looked at the red-haired young man who slowly walked onto the stage, and a look of fear appeared on her face involuntarily.

"They can't be the golden generation of Wuhun Palace. Their age is now close to 20 years old, and their soul power is at least fifty-level!"

"ah!!!"

Oscar thought for a while and agreed with Tang San's statement.

"In this match, two great soul masters will appear. They are Zhu Zhuqing, who possesses the Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Spirit, and Yan, who possesses the Fire Lord Martial Spirit!"

Yan crossed his arms, stared at Zhu Zhuqing indifferently, and said coldly.

In an instant, a scorching red light flashed through the air and struck directly on Dai Mubai's left leg.

"Hahaha! Dai Mubai, this piece of trash! Finally got kicked to the iron!"

Dai Mubai's head was buzzing, and a sense of fear that penetrated deep into his soul made his whole body tremble uncontrollably!

"Don't worry, when I chopped off your legs, I didn't use my fire attribute soul power. The meridians in your legs are still intact. You can definitely find a high-level healing soul master and let him take them back for you."

"Now, two contestants are invited to appear!"

Severe pain hit him, and Dai Mubai couldn't help but scream.

Ma Hongjun's expression changed and he asked in disbelief.

"Click——"

"You...what are you doing?"

"Shua————"

Seeing Dai Mubai lying on the ground unconscious, many spectators on the Soul Fighting Stage clapped their hands and cheered.

Chen Yan shook his head and pointed the long sword in his hand at Dai Mubai's head.

"Click——"

Chen Yan looked at Dai Mubai and said calmly.

"Won? Haha, it's not that simple!"

Severe pain came, and Dai Mubai couldn't help but let out a cry.

"It's so refreshing! It's such a relief!"

The blazing fire light flashed, and the scorching red light struck Dai Mubai's right leg like a falling meteorite!

What should he use to fight against a soul king-level opponent, Zhu Zhuqing, who is now a great soul master?

"Looking at your expression, you seem to know me, but I have no impression of you at all."

"Huh?! What...what are you going to do?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who had a stomach full of golden egg liquid, also wanted to vent.

"Next, we will have our second one-on-one match in the Fourteenth Soul Fighting Arena!"

Shen Yan sneered, then waved his right hand violently in a circle.

"Puff~Puff~"

"You are a soul king, why would you become my opponent?"

Feeling Chen Yan's movements, Dai Mubai suddenly panicked, with a look of panic on his face.

Chen Yan sneered and walked step by step in front of Dai Mubai.

The name is the same, the spirit is the same, and the appearance is the same!

The person in front of me must be the golden generation of Wuhun Palace.

Scarlet blood oozed from his mouth, nose and ears. He looked extremely miserable, like a zombie dog in a zombie movie.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"puff……"

There was a crisp sound of broken bones, Dai Mubai's strong left leg was broken directly, and blood gushes out.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned, as if there was something behind the game.

"That's true. He should be a person with the same name and surname, and his martial spirit is still the same."

"Haha, I'm just a twenty-seventh level great soul master. Who said I'm the soul king?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan's figure swelled slightly, and dark red flames emerged from his body from time to time.

Two yellow soul rings slowly rose from his feet and hovered around his body.

The surging soul power, which was not at the level of a great soul master at all, rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing.

(End of chapter)