Supreme Red Packet Emperor

The 574th chapter torture!

boom!

Lu Feng gradually couldn't support it, and his true energy gradually dried up, and finally he was knocked down by the bald Luohan.

But before he stood up, the bald Arhat smashed his heart with the black tiger, and the golden fist imprint blasted into Lu Feng's chest, smashing Lu Feng's heart.

This scene caused the audience to be in an uproar and dumbfounded. The bald-headed Arhat was so cruel. He tore Lu Feng's chest and took out Lu Feng's heart in full view, killing Lu Feng in such a cruel manner.

This is really terrible. Even the referee on the court did not react. The referee roared, "Bold! You murdered!"

The bald Arhat looked complacent, with a disdainful smile on his mouth, said: "This fighting martial arts rule seems to not prohibit murder. Since it is a fighting martial arts, it is impossible not to kill people. If this person dared to resist me, it would be more guilty to die. , Then I can only send him to see the Buddha!"

The bald Arhat smiled evilly, folded his hands together, and made a Buddhist ceremony. If there was no blood on his hands, others would think he was a devout Buddhist disciple.

But his body was stained with blood, and he was basically a murderous demon.

The referee was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't find a reason to refute, because the martial law did not prohibit killing, but after all, it was related to the face of both parties, so everyone maintained a certain degree of restraint and did not kill him.

However, this bald Arhat was a demon. He didn't give Xiazhou or the Zhuge family face at all, and directly killed Lu Feng.

This is directly hitting the Zhuge family in the face, hitting Xiazhou in the face, trampling on Xiazhou.

This aroused the anger of the Xiazhou warriors and the people in the audience, as if the gunpowder keg was suddenly lit, and the sound of shouting and killing was like a mountain whistling a tsunami.

But the bald-headed Arhat turned a deaf ear to it, and sat cross-legged on the martial arts platform to meditate, like an old monk meditating.

This makes everyone even more angry.

On the VIP table, the Nanyue Heavenly King sneered and gave Xu Guantian a hypocritical fist, saying: "I'm really sorry, my people killed your master by accident!"

"Huh! It's unreasonable, Nanyue Heavenly King, don't be pretentious!" Zhuge Wu was furious, stood up suddenly, waved his sleeves and left.

Zhang Qian stared at the Nanyue Heavenly King like an angry King Kong, his eyes almost spitting fire, his most proud disciple died on the martial stage, and he died so miserably, one can imagine how much he was. Anger, how sad, and even want to fight Nanyue Heavenly King regardless of his identity.

But in the end, he restrained his impulse with reason. He gritted his teeth fiercely, bit the tip of his tongue, and bit out blood without any impulse.

Qin Hong, Tan Lun, Liu Nanyang and others were also angry with the same enemy.

In the lounge, Lu Li and Chen Shangjie sat calmly. Lu Li looked at Chen Shangjie in surprise. It will be Chen Shangjie’s turn to play in the next game. Faced with this unreasonable, brutal and brutal bald-headed Luohan Ye Kui, Ye Kui will die. , But Chen Shangjie has a calm expression on his face.

Chen Shangjie was gentle, like a scholar, not a warrior at all, suddenly he smiled at Lu Li.

Lu Li nodded.

Chen Shangjie calmly looked at Lu Li, and said: "I grew up in Wufang, and I was prepared to dedicate myself to the Zhuge family since I was a child, so death is an inevitable thing. I am very grateful to the Zhuge family. Not the Zhuge family, I may still be farming in the country, just an ordinary farmer.

But I also hate the Zhuge family, because I have experienced too many hardships in Wufang. It is a pain that ordinary people can't imagine. I killed a lot of people, and even people who were my friends were killed by me in the end. NS.

In the endless killings, I live like a walking dead. I am no longer a person or a ghost. I have no friends or relatives, and there is only a cold world.

For me today, it is a relief, because the son has promised me, as long as I participated in today’s battle, then I am a free body, but there is one condition, that is, to win the next game, so In this game, I must win in order to be truly free.

But Lu Li, you've seen it too. My chances of surviving may be slim. I can only kill this bald Arhat with my life, so before I leave, I hope to trouble you with something.

I hope you will give this jade bracelet to the girl who sells wine in Yue'an Alley, East City, Tianxian City, saying that I am sorry for her, and I may not be able to come back. "

Chen Shangjie took a jade bracelet from his arms and handed it to Lu Li, then calmly left from the lounge, leaving only Lu Li's stubborn back.

Lu Li held this jade bracelet with body temperature and felt uncomfortable in his heart. Sometimes, fate is always making fun of people. Maybe Chen Shangjie has a beautiful love story with that girl who sells wine.

But he didn't have time to ask more. At this time, Chen Shangjie was already standing on the martial stage, facing the bald-headed Arhat.

The fifth fight also officially kicked off.

Chen Shangjie is a member of the Wufang of the Zhuge family. Many people don't know Chen Shangjie. Only those who often go to Wufang know Chen Shangjie, but there is a name that many people will know.

That is Wu Mo.

Chen Shangjie is just his pseudonym. No one knows what Chen Shangjie's real name is. His title Wu Mo in Wufang is talked about and known by everyone.

Although the martial demon only has the middle stage of the fetal breath realm, once the battle starts, it is simply not fatal.

The bald-headed Arhat is still the same, looking at Chen Shangjie with a smile like a Maitreya Buddha, folded his hands together, and made a Buddhist ceremony, saying: "The poor monk should first persuade the benefactor, don't make an impulsive choice, if you choose If you end, then the poor monk can save your life!"

Chen Shangjie smiled slightly, smiling very calmly, smiling very cold and calm, and said: "I don't have any choice, I have to stand here today and kill you, because I have no choice, otherwise I will die more miserably. ."

The bald Arhat touched the shiny brain door and glanced at Chen Shangjie coldly, and said: "Since you chose to die, the poor monk will send you to see Xitian Tathagata."

boom!

The bald Arhat stepped on the ground, rushed out like a tiger, and swung his Arhat fist towards Chen Shangjie.

Chen Shangjie suddenly burst into a horrible blood, with a majestic breath, and he felt like he had been killed out of the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses.

It's scary, scary, scary.

That was the murderous aura honed in the blood of countless corpse mountains in Wufang.

Chen Shangjie raised his fist to meet the enemy. After all, the bald Arhat was a warrior in the late stage of the Breath Realm. Although he had fought, he still retained 80% of his strength. It was amazing. As soon as Chen Shangjie was parrying, he was forced to retreat by the bald Arhat. .