The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

In the eyes of low-level warriors, Ji Chuan was like a god possessed by a demon, devouring the sky and devouring the earth, shocking the entire audience.

The crimson blade fell in front of Ji Chuan, who was about to squeeze into Fengyun Lei. The pupils of the few cultivators suddenly shrank. They looked at the corpse at their feet and paused with their raised feet, their faces pale.

For a time, it was neither progress nor retreat!

"choke!"

The sound of being sheathed made the people in front of Ji Chuan tense up. Their faces turned even paler, as pale as paper. They thought that killing one person was not enough, so they killed them all.

Facing Ji Chuan, who was like a god and demon, these casual cultivators were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. The majestic momentum that swallowed up the sky and the earth made them unable to muster the courage to fight.

"You go back, there will be royal guards to make arrangements for you. If anyone breaks the rules, there are people like this." Ji Chuan's indifferent eyes wandered around the square, pointing at the body lying on the ground, still warm. , said coldly. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

He and Ji Chuan looked at each other with disdain, hatred, and more of fear...all fell into Ji Chuan's eyes.

"Yes, Master Ji!" Everyone bowed quickly as if they had been granted amnesty, for fear that Ji Chuan would regret it, and no one here would uphold justice for them.

They are like rootless ducks, floating around. It is helpless to participate in this extremely dangerous storm.

Even if the sect disciples were allowed to participate, those sect disciples would probably be dismissive. Although the rewards were generous, life was more important.

The Fengyun Arena has just begun, and people have already begun to die. There are so many casual martial arts practitioners under the arena, and there is no telling how many of them can survive.

Then, Ji Chuan retreated and cleared the way.

At this time, no one dared to rush forward. They all boarded the Fengyun Lei in an orderly manner under the arrangement of Jinyi Wei Tiqi.

"Hey, I didn't expect such good luck to happen to me." A middle-aged man with a beard chuckled and walked onto the ring. He looked at the panting warriors in front of him and secretly sighed at his luck. Not bad. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

Mu Jiu, who was standing by, suddenly reminded: "In this battle, it doesn't matter life or death. If you are unable to survive, you can admit defeat in advance. Don't be brave and risk your life."

The powerful warrior from the last round took a deep breath to calm down the oscillating Qi in his body, and said in a deep voice: "Let's begin!"

If he needed to be reminded, the middle-aged man with a beard pulled out a machete from his back and slashed it vertically at the powerful warrior, showing no mercy at all.

The strong wind roared towards the capable warrior. The capable warrior's eyes condensed, as if he had made up his mind, and his left palm suddenly slapped his chest.

"puff!"

The powerful warrior's energy and blood were in shock. He slapped his palm and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale and his breath quickly weakened.

"Huh? Self-mutilation? Are you crazy?" The middle-aged man with a beard had a look of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

One sword comes to the world!

If he was hit by this sword, I believe that the warrior in front of him, who is both strong and capable, would not be able to catch it. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a smile of victory.

"Haha, this person is going to be in trouble." Xiao Zhan said with a smile as he watched the two of them compete on the Fengyun League review stage.

Xi Feng stood by and nodded in agreement.

As for the remaining three princes, they had no idea what Xiao Zhan was laughing at and who else was unlucky. They were confused, but they didn't dare to ask more questions, so they could only focus on the field.

"Huh? Is this a secret method?"

The aura of the powerful warrior gradually became stronger and weakened faster than at the beginning. This could not be hidden from Ji Chuan's spiritual perception, so he murmured.

Secret techniques are not martial arts. But in the arena, it has a decisive position and is more domineering than martial arts. Of course, its fatal flaw is that it causes too much damage to oneself, and it is actually a self-harming move. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

By stimulating one's own potential through self-mutilation, in exchange for a short-term improvement in strength, most people would not do such a thing as drinking poison to quench their thirst.

In Ji Chuan's opinion, it is not worth using the secret method to win a round of victory in a mere battle. Even if he wins, he will only survive two rounds and will never be able to fight again.

Moreover, the secret method is completely self-destroying the city wall.

However, Ji Chuan is not a good person, so he will not remind him. Didn't he see that Mu Jiu turned a blind eye and looked on with cold eyes?

Soon enough, the aura of the powerful warrior was extremely weak, and then his aura rebounded suddenly as if he had been stimulated by something.

"boom……"

Acquired realm...acquired peak...early innate phase...middle innate phase...late innate phase...

As if there is no end, the aura of a powerful warrior rises all the way until he reaches the peak of his innate state. This level is already beyond his mid-level innate strength. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

It can be seen that the effectiveness of this secret method cannot be underestimated.

When the middle-aged man with a beard saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes were full of horror. He didn't expect that this man could increase his strength by several realms in an instant.

"I think……"

At this moment, the middle-aged man immediately knew that he was no match, but his moves were old and it was impossible to retreat. In desperation, he hurriedly prepared to admit defeat.

However, it's already too late...

The powerful warrior thrust out his sword at an extremely weird and tricky angle. His figure disappeared in an instant, and he saw Hao Ran again standing behind the middle-aged man.

"Uh, so fast!" The man in the middle opened his eyes angrily. There was a slight wound in his throat, and blood was gurgling out, seemingly unable to stop it.

In an instant, the powerful warrior passed through the middle-aged man's body and tore his throat with a sword. \u00261t;i\u003e\u00261t;/i\u003e

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man fell to the ground with regret, unwillingness, and confusion, raising dust on the ground.

The whole place was silent!

Everyone stared blankly at the powerful warrior on the field who seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. At this moment, no one dared to look down upon him.

He became famous in one battle and proved himself in one battle.

Even though he was extremely weak at this time, no one dared to look down upon him this time. Capsulation in the gutter was not non-existent, as the scene just now proved.

"Ahem..." The powerful warrior coughed violently, spilling blood all over the floor, and his face turned even paler.

Mu Jiu did not rush to announce that he was leaving some time for this powerful warrior to recover from his injuries. As the host, he still had this power.

"I will not participate in the next round, quit!" The capable warrior did not show off at this moment. After two rounds, he still relied on the secret method. If he continued, it would be a disaster.

He was not a fool, so he would not be so dazed that he would continue to compete and lose his life in vain.

Several other arenas have ended one after another, and the next round is already underway.

Mu Jiu nodded and said: "Go and register!"

Warriors are not registered before Fengyun Lei. Only those who survive a round and stay alive will be registered and the round won will be recorded.

When the time comes, we will rely on the victory rounds to select, respect strength, and keep some people after comprehensive consideration.

If you perform well in the process, you might be favored by a judge and you can join the imperial court, even if you fail.

Although defeated, it is still glorious!

After all, not everyone can be valued by the judges. They must have unique expertise, otherwise it is better to choose a powerful casual warrior.

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