People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 207
In the smoky ruins, the air was filled with a strong smell of burning. Chen Xichuan looked at the two mutants out of control with the eyes of ants, and turned a deaf ear to their begging for mercy.

"If I knew today, why bother?"

He opened his mouth coldly, raised the sword in his hand and fell, the head of the sphinx monster fell to the ground, blood sprayed, the body twitched for a while, then became silent, and died.

The face of the monster still retains the expression before death, its eyes are round and round, full of horror and resentment, and it will not rest in peace.

Chen Xichuan glanced indifferently, and sneered, showing no trace of pity. For him, these mutated out-of-control people were no longer human beings, but violent monsters, and death was not a pity.

Besides, the sphinx monster sneaked up on him before and almost pierced his chest. This is a deadly enemy, and he can't let him go.

When the three-headed monster saw that the last companion had died and only himself was left, the three-headed monster was terrified and trembling.

"Please, big brother, uncle, don't kill me. I know I was wrong. I must reform myself and be a good person. Please let me go!"

He kowtowed desperately, his desire to survive was very strong, his forehead sunken to the ground, and he kept begging Chen Xichuan, he didn't want to die, he hadn't lived enough.

Chen Xichuan squatted down and looked at the three-headed monster calmly. It must be said that the other party was seriously injured, which was in stark contrast to the majestic appearance when he first appeared on the stage, and it was extremely tragic.

"Is there only one hand and one head left?"

He muttered to himself, and then... cut off the last arm of the monster with a sword, and the next second, a miserable howl sounded, piercing the eardrums.

The three-headed monster burst into tears, tilted its body, and fell to the ground. Pods of black blood flowed from the wound like a faucet. He convulsed and endured great pain.

He was extremely aggrieved and angry, and wanted to tear Chen Xichuan apart, but the reality was cruel, grief and anger could not be turned into strength, he could only think about this kind of thinking, because he was not Chen Xichuan's opponent.

His two companions were both dead and left him one after another. The lessons learned from the past were vivid in his memory, so he did not dare to disobey Chen Xichuan, for fear of following in the footsteps of his companions.

It's a pity that even though he kept begging for mercy and flattered Chen Xichuan in a low voice, Chen Xichuan didn't intend to let him go.

"You should save these words and go to hell!"

Chen Xichuan showed no mercy, and under the unwilling gaze of the three monsters, he neatly ended the other's life. So far, the three mutants who lost control of their mutations all fell.

The dilapidated ruins are a mess, the fairy sword slowly dissipates, and the young man's back gradually fades away, sinking into the night.

In the Arena of Hell, the duel between Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen and the fat monster was still going on. They were beaten badly, several ribs were broken, and the corners of their mouths were stained with blood.

The fat monster is the soul emperor, a big realm higher than them, plus it has been transformed, with rough skin and thick flesh, ordinary attacks are like tickling it.

In addition to the superior defense, the fat monster is also very powerful. With a slap, it can easily smash a hundred-pound boulder and dent the ground. It is basically impossible to get good results in a head-on confrontation.

Luo Xingchen was out of breath, his left hand trembled violently, his face was as pale as paper, he was accidentally hit by a fat monster before, his hand was dislocated, and he just got it back.

"This bastard is simply perverted. His offensive and defensive abilities are super strong. Fortunately, he is not agile enough. Otherwise, the two of us might have died a long time ago."

Luo Xingchen shook his trembling left arm and stared at the fat monster. There were also large and small wounds on the other side's body, which were caused by him and Ye Chen. Unfortunately, these injuries had little effect on the fat monster. to the root.

The fat monster is holding an iron chain, which is his martial soul, which has been activated at present, and the whole body emits black light, shining with a deep luster.

In his hands, the iron chain seemed to be integrated with him, advancing and attacking, retreating and defending, and he used it to the fullest, which greatly annoyed Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen.

"Xiaochuanzi doesn't know where he went. It is much more difficult for him to deal with the three mutants who are out of control alone. I hope nothing happens to him." Ye Chen said while paying attention to the movement of the fat monster.

Luo Xingchen scanned the chaotic surroundings from the corner of his eye. The Arena of Hell was in chaos. A steady stream of out-of-control people rushed in, chasing and killing the fleeing spectators. Blood flowed into rivers and corpses were everywhere.

"I didn't see Xiao Chuanzi. He may have lured the out-of-control mutation to another place, out of the scope of the Hell Arena. Don't worry, he is smarter than us and smart! Nothing will happen."

An out-of-control person rushed towards him with claws and claws. Luo Xingchen's face turned ruthless, and he wiped it out with a stick, cursing: "A lord's battlefield, why do children join in the fun, rushing to reincarnate?"

Just as he finished speaking, Ye Chen suddenly said, "Be careful!"

The pitch-black iron chain flew towards him like an arrow from a string, straight as a spear, Luo Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his waist to avoid the attack, the iron chain brushed his face, and the distance between his skin and his skin was only three or four centimeters.

He rolled to the side, got up and wiped his sweat, and said after a while, afraid: "It's so dangerous, this old sixth doesn't talk about martial arts, and he actually made a sneak attack."

The fat monster withdrew the iron chain and said, "You two brats, fighting with your grandpa, you're still a little tender."

It was the first time he spoke, Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen looked at each other with a tacit understanding, they were surprised, this fat man can talk?

Luo Xingchen came back to his senses, and asked: "Why did you out-of-control attack the Hell Arena for no reason, and who instigated it?"

He has been unable to figure out this question, and it lingers in his mind. No matter from which angle he looks at it, this matter is not normal.

The fat monster sneered, and the black iron chain coiled itself around his fist like a spirit snake. He said: "No one ordered us to attack wherever we want, and we can kill whoever we want."

After a pause, his fists collided with each other, his blood-colored eyes blazed fiercely, and he said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense, continue the battle between us, I'm still waiting to crush you into a pulp Woolen cloth!"

Luo Xingchen opened his mouth to speak, wanting to ask further, Ye Chen shook his head and said, "He won't speak, why waste his words? It's better to beat him up and confess."

"That's right, let's fight!"

The soul power of the two exploded, charged forward, and fought with the fat monster again.

Just as the two sides were fighting in full swing, a long rainbow pierced the air and attacked, carrying violent sword energy, thrusting into the ground and parting the battlefield.

The fat monster had a feeling in his heart, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and he asked, "Who is it? You hide your head and show your tail, you don't want to show up soon."

As the wind blew past, Chen Xichuan entered the battlefield and appeared in front of his teammates, with fierce aura soaring into the sky, he confronted the fat monster.

(End of this chapter)