Chapter 3401

People in the fighting arena have long been familiar with people dressed like this. In order to conceal their identities, many people deliberately make people unrecognizable. This is very common in the fighting arena, and no one will be surprised.

"Damn it! Reaper, what the hell, the tone is not small."

"Damn you, muscular man, tear him apart."

"Is it necessary for a dying person to hide his identity? It's so damn unnecessary."

Tens of thousands of people were full of sarcasm, and almost no one was optimistic about this masked man in black.

The man in black had calm eyes and didn't care about everyone's comments at all. He walked into the ring step by step and stood opposite the giant man. He was not short in stature, but he looked very weak in front of the giant man Zhang Liao.

Chu Xiaoxiang lowered his head, with a look of indifference, completely oblivious to the battle that was about to begin.

"Miss, the fight has begun."

Qing'er poked Chu Xiaoxiang and whispered a reminder.

"Oh~~~"

Only then did Chu Xiaoxiang come back to her senses, and looked at the fighting arena, and when her eyes fell on the face of the god of death, she couldn't help but tremble.

"This...is him!"

Chu Xiaoxiang couldn't help but screamed out, she was too familiar with Death's eyes. She was sure that the god of death was Lin Yi. because. Those are a pair of unique eyes, which can no longer be found in the world. "Besides, Lin Yi is not a reckless person. Since he dares to come to fight, he will definitely win the confidence."

Qing'er dragged Chu Xiaoxiang back to her seat, afraid that she would do something impulsive.

To know. In Wuyue City, fighting is a very sacred thing. Anyone who dares to fight to the end is desecrating the fighting arena, which is not allowed.

"But……"

Chu Xiaoxiang was fidgeting, but still looked worried.

"Don't worry, Lin Yi will win!" Qing'er comforted.

"The fight begins." Old Gan said lightly, glanced at Death, and didn't pay too much attention. In his opinion, it is very difficult for this so-called god of death to pass three moves in the hands of a muscular man.

"Kill him, kill him quickly, let Death become a dead man."

"Kick his balls, he's an idiot."

"Muscular man, what are you doing in a daze, kill him quickly."

Shocking shouts sounded, and most people urged Zhang Liao to kill the opponent.

"Um?"

Zhang Liao didn't "Let's do it~~" God of Death said, his voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded like someone in his thirties or forties.

Zhang Liao was disappointed, he didn't find any flaws in Death, and the other party was still so calm.

"Then you go to die!"

Zhang Liao shouted loudly, and his majestic body rushed out like a beast.

Puff puff ~~~

The casserole-sized fist, with bursts of air-shattering sonic booms, arrived in front of the god of death and hit his head.

Zhang Liao's palm was the size of a cattail fan, and his clenched fist was bigger than the mask of death.

Facing the terrifying punch, the Grim Reaper was as motionless as a mountain. The fist had already reached one meter in front of him, but he still stood calmly.

"Die!"

Tens of thousands of spectators showed ferocious smiles. They seemed to be able to foresee that the muscular man smashed Death's head with a punch.

"The god of death is scared stupid, dare not move? Hahaha~~ This kind of coward dares to participate in the fight, it's so fucking funny." Someone laughed loudly.

"Oh, get out of the way!" Chu Xiaoxiang looked uneasy, stood up and jumped.

Snapped!

Rumble~~~

The Grim Reaper suddenly stretched out a long, clean hand to block the huge fist.

Zhang Liao stopped suddenly like a high-speed locomotive, and braked abruptly, as if an invisible force restrained him, preventing him from moving forward.

Looking at the death mask again, it was still those calm and unwavering eyes, without the slightest ripple, calm and terrifying.

Ga -

The noisy fighting arena suddenly fell silent, and all the audience were stunned. No one thought that the god of death would block that terrifying punch in such a way.

After a moment of silence, bursts of surprised voices came from the fighting arena.

"This is impossible?"

"Block it, stop it."

"My God, what's going on here, how much power is needed to block such a powerful punch."

"Damn it, the god of death is too fierce."

"..."

"Miss, is he really Lin Yi? Is Lin Yi so powerful?" Qing'er was stunned for a long time before casting a suspicious look at Chu Xiaoxiang.

"Huh~~~"

Chu Xiaoxiang let out a sigh of relief, the nervousness disappeared, and he said in a slightly surprised tone, "I never thought he would be so strong. His strength should be able to fight against a warrior of the third level of strength."

"So strong. No wonder he dared to participate in the fight." Qing'er was surprised.

"you……"

Zhang Liao was terrified, feeling that his fist had hit a golden mountain. The entire arm lost feeling and was completely paralyzed.

He also never imagined that this seemingly weak person would have such terrifying power.

"die!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the god of death, his bloated body jumped up, whipped his legs like a dragon, and swept Zhang Liao's temples.

"So fast!"

Zhang Liao's eyes showed fear, this was his last thought. The opponent's speed gave him no time to react.

next moment!

boom--

The huge head burst open, blood was in full bloom, red and white things drifted away, and finally fell down, staining a large area of ​​rocky ground red.

Boom~~~

The huge headless corpse came to the end, and the fighting field trembled slightly.

"Reaper, it's interesting." Old Gan couldn't help but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Reaper's kick was extremely sophisticated, whether it was strength, speed, or the timing of the kick, it could be said to be perfect.

hum...

The fighting arena boiled up, completely frying the pot.

"Dead, instant kill, he instant kill the muscular hunk?"

"It's unbelievable, Reaper, and he's real Reaper."

"A very vicious person."

"Reaper! Reaper! Reaper..."

Countless people shouted the winner's name. As for the muscular man who had just been admired by others, he was instantly forgotten.

This world is like this, people worship the strong, and the weak don't get any mercy.

"Miss, it seems that your worries are superfluous. The strength of the Reaper is enough to sweep away all warriors on the second level of Huajin." Qing'er smiled easily.

Chu Xiaoxiang nodded, also with a relaxed expression, "That's right! As long as he doesn't accept the challenge from the Huajin third-tier warrior, there is really nothing to worry about."

"Congratulations to Reaper for defeating the ring master Zhang Liao, becoming the new ring master, and achieving a record of beating fourteen people. Will Reaper continue to challenge?" While speaking, Old Gan looked at Reaper.

Before Death God could speak, the people below became restless, "Accept! Accept! Accept!"

"Continue!" Reaper nodded.

"Wait a moment, the fighting arena will rearrange your opponent."

After Mr. Gan finished speaking, he took a sip of tea and waited leisurely.

The Grim Reaper defeated the original challenger. In this case, the challenger needs to be rearranged. Fighting arenas often encounter this kind of thing, so it won't take too long.

"What a powerful guy, too strong!"

"Reaper, interesting person, but unfortunately he only has the second level of energy transformation, if he is a warrior at the third level of energy transformation, he is qualified to be my opponent."

On the VIP seats in the first row, Young Master Yu, Young Master Tian, ​​and Young Master Yun sat side by side, and it was Young Master Yun who spoke.

At this time, he glanced at the god of death lightly, and then his eyes fell on Chu Xiaoxiang.

Kacha~~~”

The neck of the first challenger was pinched by the god of death. This is also a second-level martial artist who has not passed a move in the hands of the god of death.

"Next!"

Throwing the dead body aside casually, the god of death spoke in a hoarse voice.

boom!

A forty-year-old middle-aged man fell to the ground with a bloody hole pierced through his chest. Death killed the second challenger with only one punch.

"Next."

"Sixteen people were beheaded, and the god of death is terrible."

"It's easy for him to kill people. I think he can kill twenty people today."

"Twenty kills are not his goal. I think thirty kills are also possible."

"..."

"Next."

"Next."

"Next……"

Death's killing speed is very fast and very easy. From the beginning to the present, his feet have not moved. No one can take the fist of death.

After a short time, Reaper completed the record of killing twenty people, but he has no intention of ending, but continues to challenge.

Twenty-one beheaded ~~~ twenty-five beheaded ~~~ thirty beheaded.

In a quarter of an hour, including the muscular man, Reaper killed seventeen people in a row, and his record reached thirty. "Thirty people have been beheaded, will he still challenge?" Someone asked. "Thirty people beheaded, interesting, more and more interesting." Mr. Yu smiled evilly, murderous intent flashed in his long and narrow eyes.