Chapter 953

The explosion, the sound.

The sparks were flying, and the banished swords were flicked away by him.

"Fire Joe, take your life!" Yan Nantian roared.

"All the people I met on the stage today, except man huang'er of the bull clan, had to die!"

An Sudong gave a cold smile and changed his fingers. Two banishment swords hidden in the clouds flashed out strangely. The speed was extremely fast. He caught up with Yan Nantian every minute.

"Death

Yan Nantian's long sword is only half a meter away from an Sudong. His face is ferocious and he thinks he can cut off an Sudong's head.

But before he saw the bloody picture, he felt that his Dantian was cold. Then he lost his strength and watched as an Su Dong stretched out his hand to hold his sword.

Click!

Yan Nantian's magic weapon was broken on the spot, at the same time.

"Ah..."

I only heard a shrill cry from Yan Nantian. My whole body was full of blood and fell from the air.

"Brother..."

Yan Rou is startled and flies to catch Yan Nantian's body.

You can see the two huge holes in yannantian Dantian, and yanrou's face turns white instantly.

"How could that be..."

"Second kill?"

"This fire Joe is too strong, unexpectedly second killed Yan Nantian, moreover is... The shape spirit all extinguishes!"

"Huoqiao is so cruel. He killed Yan Nantian!"

……

The voice of astonishment rises and falls one after another, and the voice of sob rises and falls one after another.

Everyone was shocked, did not expect that an Su East do not have to hand, a hand, to Yan Nantian's life.

In this challenge arena competition, life and death are decided by fate, so it is within the rules to kill and injure several people.

Not only some ordinary demon clansmen were shocked, but even the heads of the hundred clans were stunned by the cruel and decisive means of an Sudong.

In the demon tower.

An old master of the Yan nationality gritted his teeth. "This huoqiao dares to kill my talent of the Yan nationality!"

"Yanlaosan, this big match, killing is not breaking the rules."

The Golden Lion opened his eyes, and his face was obviously a bit more meaningful.

"Fart, Yan Nantian is a genius of the demon clan for many years. He was killed in this way, which is a blow to the whole demon clan!" Yan Laosan roared.

"But I remember that fire Joe said just now, except for man huang'er, no one who met him could survive this time." One old conservative laughs.

"If I remember correctly, the little girl of Yan nationality is also in the competition quota!" Another gloated.

"He dares!"

Yan old three gas of blow beard stare, "do you want to see this kid in our demon clan territory big open kill?"

"It's a dispute between the Conservatives and the radicals. This kid is a member of the huohu nationality. He is qualified to participate in the fight as a huohu nationality. Naturally, all rules are no exception!"

The rat clan old man said with a smile: "you can't go to the challenge arena. Only the radicals are allowed to give up their hands. Do you want others to give way?"

"That's right!"

The Golden Lion King nodded, "we are here, just watching the game, waiting for the results, and agreed that we would never participate in it. Please don't forget."

The three tiger elders were ready to move, but now they have nothing to say. You can only look at me, I can see you, and then they are silent.

"See, mink Maomao, Yan Nantian is under my brother huoqiao's hand, and he hasn't gone by a move."

Fire soft excited smile way.

"How is that possible? Yan Nantian is a master in the middle period of transforming gods. Did he spend too much money in the war before, so he didn't come back all the time? "

Diao Maomao talks to himself. Then he feels that it is possible. He claps his hands and says, "it must be like this, huorou. If yannantian didn't run out of oil and light, would it lose? I'm afraid even if I go up, Yan Nantian's spiritual power will be exhausted within a few rounds. This is not a skill. There are still seven people below. Huoqiao killed Yan Nantian. Don't try to survive from the challenge arena! "

"Well, we'll see!"

The fire is soft and cold.

"We'll see!"

Diao Maomao throws away the jade pendant. As long as huoqiao loses, he can get rid of the Buddhist dust.

"You killed my brother!"

Yan Rou looks at Yan Nantian's corpse and turns to ashes in her arms. Her eyes are cold and piercing, full of hatred. "Then I will kill you for revenge!"

"You are a woman. I don't know what to do. Anyway, I don't intend to let you live. You might as well come up." An Sudong gave a cold smile.

"I'll kill you!"

Yanrou pounces on her.

"Yanrou is crazy."

"Her brother died, and if you were, you would be mad."

"Can she fight that fire, Joe?"

"Huo Qiao was able to win just now because Yan Nantian was exhausted. How powerful do you think he is?"

"I don't think so? Yan Nantian is really exhausted after taking so many pills? "

……

More and more people hold a lively attitude, want to know, this fire Joe can knock down a few.

"Pig is strong, this kid is what you say, face you three people will run away?" The head of the boar clan is obviously not a fool. Other people can't see clearly. But he knows very well that it's absolutely no accident that an Sudong can easily kill Yan Nantian.

Zhu Ganglie scratched his head and said with annoyance: "at that time, the boy didn't fight with us. He just ran away. He thought he was a soft footed shrimp. Who knows he was a master who didn't miss anything."

"What's the chance for yanrou to win?" Asked the elder of the boar tribe.

"Very good."

The head of the boar clan shook his head. "Yan Nantian is dead. Although Yan Rou's constitution is special and her practice is strange, her accomplishments are not as good as her brother."

There was a whisper from the bottom, and there was a fight in the challenge arena.

Obviously, an Sudong is still not ready to waste his time. As soon as he enters the stage, he will wash away the Buddhist dust and brush at yanrou.

The first brush is to pick the skin and pick the bone, the second brush is to stir the internal organs of the meridians, and the third brush is to directly absorb the soul.

Most people, after the third brush of an Su Dong, are afraid that they have already lost the battle.

After all, even if an Sudong didn't use all his strength, he could get a qualitative improvement in his ability to clean up the Buddhist dust, and it was very difficult for anyone to escape from the bad luck.

But the Yan Rou who rushes up just trembles all over and stops, but she doesn't look seriously injured at all.

"Strange."

An Sudong was very surprised. For the first time, he met a practitioner who was immune to most of the Buddhist dust.

"Dad, brother huoqiao's magic weapon is very powerful. Why doesn't it work for yanrou?" Huorou asked Huohuo in confusion.

Huo Huo said with a faint smile: "brother Huo Qiao is careless. Although it's a great treasure, it varies from person to person. Yan Rou's constitution is special, and her three souls are incomplete. Her physical meridians are frozen by the power of cold ice. Although her cultivation has not broken through the deification, she can fight bravely and bravely. When all the spiritual power of her meridians reaches the frozen state, her strength is comparable to that of the deification friars."