Chapter 650 Battle Platform

Silk...

A cold gasp was heard.

Those who were watching the battle widened their eyes in horror.

They were not shocked to death by more than a hundred people, but by the power of Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.

One, one strike to kill a peak king.

One of them had killed hundreds of masters with his hands. Among them, there was no lack of Wu Wang, the ninth most powerful, and all of them were killed in an instant.

The strength of the two men was amazing.

Those who had begun to covet Xie Nianqing's beauty were secretly glad that they had not done anything or that they would have died.

Now, the way they looked at Xie Nianqing, there was no longer that kind of fiery, greedy, some, only fear, fear.

Lu Ming glanced at the crowd, their expressions falling into his eyes.

Lu Ming had a deeper understanding of the word "Rioting in the galaxy."

Rioting xinghai, if you are kind and soft, then everyone will bully you.

And once you're more ruthless and ruthless than the others, everyone has to be afraid of you.

Lu Ming's figure flashed, devouring the blood and essence of all the Lone wolf adventure group people.

"Let's go!"

Then, he left with Xie Nianqing.

Soon, the two returned to the city.

The two of them planned to find an inn to stay at first, then buy a map of the sea area of the raging star sea, and then find a suitable place to experience it.

When they returned to the city, they saw many people flying in the same direction.

"Go to the battle platform! The king of hell has struck again. This time, the opponent is said to be the seven chan old monster!"

"What? The king of hell and the seven chan are on the same page. The seven chan old monster hasn't made a move in years. Let's go and have a look!"

"This battle must be brilliant."

Figures flew in one direction quickly.

"Battle platform?"

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were stunned and curious.

It looked like a duel between two strong men. What kind of strong men could attract so many people to watch?

"Go and have a look!"

Xie Nianqing looked at lu ming.

"That's exactly what I want!"

Lu Ming smiled, then the two of them followed the crowd and headed forward.

After a while, they arrived in front of a huge building.

The building was round and huge. As they approached, they heard loud cheers and shouts coming from inside.

"Isn't the war already on? You won't be late. Hurry in!"

Many people flew to the gate of the building.

"Full payment, two hundred quality crystals per person!"

At the gate, a guard stopped the crowd and shouted.

"This is my spirit crystal. Take it!"

A lot of people handed over the top grade spirit crystals and rushed towards the building.

But there were so many people that they needed to line up.

"With so many people, it seems that the king of hell and the seven chan old monster are extraordinary!"

Lu Ming thought to himself.

A moment later, it was their turn to walk in.

Inside the building, it was in a circle. In the middle, it was a huge battle platform that was several miles long and wide. Around it, there was a circular grandstand, which had hundreds of floors and could seat at least hundreds of thousands of people.

When the two of them walked in, they found that there were at least 100,000 people sitting in the stands around them.

On the battle platform, there was no one but a pool of blood.

"What's going on? Where are the people? Isn't it the king of hell fighting the seven chan old monster? Why haven't you seen anyone?"

"Yeah, where are they?"

Shouted the people who came in from behind.

"People? We're only here now. Who's there? The war is over."

Someone said.

"What? The war is over. What happened? Who won?"

"The king of hell, the king of hell won. The king of hell fought with the seven chan old monsters with a hundred moves. In the end, the seven chan old monsters were killed by the king of hell under the sword!"

"Nest, it's too late. Unfortunately, two hundred top-grade crystals were wasted."

"Look at the other matches!"

Many people who came late sighed and sat down.

"Lu Gongzi, miss xie!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming heard a sweet cry.

"Luo Xin!"

Turning around, he saw a young woman approaching him. It was Luo Xin.

Next to Luo Xin, there were two people. One was Chen Zhao, and the other was in his thirties. He was very big and looked a little like Chen Zhao.

"Miss luo!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Lu Gongzi, miss xie, what a coincidence. Are you here to watch the battle on the battle platform?"

Luo xin smiled.

"Not bad, but I think I missed it!" Lu ming said.

"Yes, the king of hell is a recently rising top power. He has never lost a battle at the peak of the king level, reaching 19 consecutive victories. In addition to this battle, he has won 20 consecutive victories."

"And the seven chan old monster, who has lived for nearly 800 years and cultivated for so many years, is extremely terrifying. Among the top kings, there are almost no opponents. At the battle platform, he also won 19 consecutive victories. Many people are looking forward to a battle between the two of them? I didn't expect that this battle came so suddenly and they all missed it. What a pity!"

Luo xin said, showing a trace of pity.

"The battle of the peak kings, 19 consecutive victories?"

Lu Ming also showed interest.

"Lu Gongzi, miss xie, there should be other matches next. Let's find a seat and sit down!"

Luo xin said.

Immediately, a few people found a row of empty seats to sit down.

On the side, Chen Zhao kept his face sullen and did not speak.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure rushed onto the stage. This was a bald old man, and Wu Wang's seven heavy breath was revealed.

"Who will fight me?"

Cried the old man.

"I'll kill you!"

A bald-headed man rushed up to the platform, revealing the same Wu Wang seven revisions.

"Haha, really? Your storage ring is mine!"

The old man smiled coldly.

"I should be the one to say that. I've taken a fancy to your storage ring."

The bald-headed man also sneered and a sword appeared in his hand, killing the bald old man.

The bald old man took out an iron bar and went up to him.

Boom! Boom!...

The two of them fought fiercely together.

However, after a few dozen moves, the bald old man had the upper hand.

"Haha, die!"

The bald old man laughed, and the iron rod stormed towards the bald man.

The bald-headed man retreated step by step. After a dozen moves, the bald-headed old man hit the bald-headed man on the chest with one blow. The bald-headed man screamed and a crackling sound of broken bones came from his body. He threw back and fell on the battle platform, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

The bald man roared.

"Admit defeat? It's too late to admit defeat now. Die!"

The bald man roared and flew up. The iron rod hit the bald man on the head. The bald man's brain burst and died on the spot.

"Haha, the storage ring is mine!"

The bald old man put away the bald man's storage ring and laughed.

(The end of this chapter)