Chapter 87

"With the cultivation of the first level of the earth spirit realm, you killed the second level of the earth spirit realm in one move. I admit that you are awesome and have arrogant capital. However, it is a pity that this is the end of your battle today. Because there is only one result for your opponent in the 'bloody battle' with me, that is, you were brutally cut off your head and died miserably."

"The beheaded man" looked up and down at Long Hao and said with a murderous face.

Long Hao said faintly, "have you finished your nonsense?"

"The beheader" laughed and said, "did you ask this question before the war with the corpse smashing bear?"

Long Hao nodded faintly and said, "yes, he died after he finished talking. So, you are the same. Before killing you, I will let you finish talking."

"Hum, it's arrogant. If so, let me see if you have arrogant capital."

"The decapitated man" looked fierce and said loudly in a gloomy voice: "now, you can prick up your ears and listen clearly. My words -- say -- are over --"

"Poof!"

Before the "decapitated man" reacted, his head had been directly blasted by the "muddy sky seal"!

"Huntian grand ceremony" is a real divine level skill. Although it is not one of the five divine level forbidden skills of Long Hao, it is not comparable to ordinary spiritual level skills.

Even the "muddy sky seal", the first combat skill of the "muddy sky ceremony", is also against the sky, which is enough for Long Hao to kill the enemy more than half his realm!

This time, the audience of the whole "blood death field" was completely silent.

Only one little fat man was an accident, with a mean smile on his face. He said, "if it's really the man I'm destined to be - ah, no, it should be said that if it's really the man you're destined to be, elder sister, it's powerful, domineering and extraordinary."

"Shua!"

Feng Yuechan slapped again. This time, Feng Yun, who had been on guard, twisted his head and dodged. He laughed and said, "ha ha, sister, it's no more than three times. It's impossible for you to use the same move on me three times!"

Who knows, the little fat man Feng Yun just finished talking, and his ass was severely kicked by Feng Yuechan.

"Er!"

The little fat man had a black face and muttered bitterly: "now, I have begun to sympathize with my future brother-in-law. You are so violent, you will certainly commit domestic violence against your future brother-in-law - ah!"

A scream.

The little fat man's ass was kicked hard again.

So, the little fat man was finally honest, firmly closed his mouth and didn't dare to say another word.

After the war, there was no third person on the stage for a long time.

For a moment, the scene was even a little depressed.

People's expressions have changed from contempt, disdain and ridicule at the beginning to fear, shock and awe now!

At the beginning, people thought that this "young man slaughter" was too arrogant.

At the moment, people deeply realize a truth: a manic person has his own manic strength!

As for those who have no strength and are arrogant, they don't know that they have died in that corner for a long time.

Seeing that no one was on the stage for a long time, the "blood death field broker" began to "speak loudly" and wantonly hate long Hao.

"Warriors of storm City, who is next on the stage? Show your pride and ambition and kill this' young man butcher 'who dared to provoke the whole storm city here! If anyone can kill him, he has a great reward! He can not only get a place to enter the' wind burial valley ', but also get a thousand spirit stones!"

A thousand spirit stones are ten million gold coins!

For ordinary people, this is an astronomical figure!

You know, in Qingfeng City, the leader of a big family only gets a few thousand gold coins a month.

He has to work hard for hundreds of years to get so much property!

"Isn't there a real warrior among all the people present? Just watching the dignity of our storm city severely trampled under the feet by the" young people slaughtered "? You know, he is only a friar of the first level of the earth spirit realm, not the heaven spirit realm, let alone the king spirit realm. Do you guys who always think you are men, even a small earth spirit At the environmental level, don't you dare to challenge? "

Long Hao, who was standing by, had already turned black to the extreme——

Nima, it's this bitch who always gives me hatred!

What's more, "young people kill everywhere and kill all the children of the storm". Isn't it obvious that they want me to be the enemy of the whole storm city?

It's good to win strongly all the time. In case of being defeated carelessly, wouldn't it be a miserable end to be ruined after death!

"This man must have been instigated by others. Who on earth would have such a great hatred for me? If it was the Lord of storm City, I just killed one of his city guard commanders. I shouldn't have such a great hatred for me!"

Long Hao's eyes were cold and his eyes swept slowly across the audience.

Suddenly, Long Hao saw two familiar figures on the VIP viewing table!

"The young leader of red snake sect, bacqiu? How could he be with the Lord of storm city?"

Long Hao immediately frowned, and the strong killing machine flashed away. He thought coldly, "it's this guy! It seems that he didn't go after him recklessly that day. It's really an extremely wrong decision!"

"No one else is on the stage? Then let me come! Hahaha, I haven't tasted delicious food for a long time since I quit the 'blood death scene'!"

Just then, a huge roar like thunder rang through the whole "blood death field".

People followed the prestige and saw a giant man with a height of three meters. He was strong and jumped onto the "bloody platform" as soon as he jumped!

"Boom!"

When this man jumped on the "bloody platform", the whole "bloody platform" shook violently. You can imagine how terrible his power was.

"Hiss!"

At the next moment, the whole viewing seat was filled with the sound of air-conditioning.

Because the giant on the stage is a character that makes the audience tremble physically and mentally!

His terror level even reached such a level that many people would collapse and have nightmares for several days just by looking at him!

"Shit, it's him!" a middle-aged man in the audience said with a pale face and trembling.

"What's the matter? Is he terrible?" asked someone he didn't know.

"Terrible, of course very terrible!" the middle-aged man wiped the sweat on his forehead and said shivering, "because he is the" blood thirsty devil "who called himself a" gourmet "three years ago!"