Han Fei fought for death only to promote the prestige of China.

Han Fei, a military strategist, is strong and strong.

Then the joy was soon broken by Bell's appearance. He had blonde hair and cold eyes. His voice was hoarse and cold. He didn't say a word, but that contempt made every Chinese person feel depressed.

"Carol is at the end of the third top of the Tianlist, and Bel is more than twice as strong as hell. What kind of strong people in China can match? I want to tell me, "Why raise the white flag and beg for mercy and surrender!"

"Hahaha, I seem to see these Chinese people furious, the descendant of the Dragon? I think they are the descendant of the insect?"

"Listen to my advice, Bell only practices one kind of magical power of life and death, and it will be a winner and loser with one move. If you want to live a few more years, forget it."

"A bunch of cowards."

The whole of China is closely watching this battle of supreme honor.

A strong youth means a strong country.

However, no one stepped on the ring.

The clamors of the Eight Kingdoms became even more arrogant and rude.

The leaders of the eight countries all appeared, confronting the three major guardians.

"The Vermillion Bird, the dispute over national destiny and opportunity, how can we divide the national boundaries? Since there is no one in China, we might as well give us the opportunity to martial arts."

"What qualifications does China have to have these martial arts opportunities? The three top three in the Tianlist have pushed no one in China to stand out, but China avoids fighting. Isn't it a coward who is doing it, and I'm despised!"

"hateful!"

A man couldn't help but feel angry and stepped onto the ring.

Zhuque's face changed and he was about to speak, but Bell had already smiled dangerously, and his body moved, leaving behind a afterimage. He had already arrived in front of the other party in a blink of an eye, and wiped out all the vitality of the other party with one finger.

But in a flash.

The man closed his eyes in pain.

This is a powerful divine hidden man!

It's impossible to resist the other party's move.

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning.

Bell condescends, looking down at the Chinese people.

"Don't be impulsive, he is not something you can handle." Xuanwu said in a deep voice.

A group of Chinese geniuses blushed, but they had to admit this tragic thing.

Sudden.

Nangong Yizhu, an ancient martial arts family, walked towards the arena.

The appearance of an eight-winged peacock appeared behind Nangong Yizhu, and the heat of the divine aura made everyone happy.

"It's interesting." Bell shook his head: "Is China so uninhabited? It requires women to come on stage."

"You are strong, but not no one can beat you!"

"Is that so? Let's talk about it?" Bell rarely had some nature, allowing Nangong Yizhu to condense his momentum.

"Qin Hao, you can defeat you!"

"Ha, what you are talking about is Qin Hao, the first young man in China? I heard of his name when I was in the West. The reason why I came to the border of China today is to step on the so-called first man in China. But why did I hear that he is dead? What's the point of being a dead person?"

The phantom of the eight-winged peacock behind Nangong Yizhu became clearer and clearer, and its strength reached its peak at this moment. She shook her head: "I believe he will not die."

"If I were not dead, why didn't I dare to show up? It's just a coward."

Bell's eyes were condensed, his hands folded, and a white circle of reincarnation was drawn.

hold head high!

Nangong Yizhu soared into the sky, with endless fighting spirit in her eyes. As a Chinese, how can she avoid fighting, even if she is unable to compete?

The strong dare to face any strong person.

The peacock roared, and the eight-winged peacock flapped its wings and rushed towards Bell with the intention of dying together.

A blow of life and death!

boom!

The entire light curtain exploded directly, and the terrifying momentum exploded.

Everyone was frightened, and then a trace of luck arose in their hearts, but soon this luck disappeared.

The smoke screen dissipated.

Nangong Yizhu's eight-winged peacock collapsed and fell to the ground. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Bell was still standing on the ring, her face was a little pale, and there were two scars in her handsome face. Bell's palm cut through the wound and said coldly: "How dare you hurt me, seeking death!"

However, Bell did not succeed. Liu Rushi stood by him. The rays of the Immortal Phoenix formed a domain to block Bell's murderous intent.

Liu Rushi helped Nangong Yizhu up and raised her eyebrows slightly. Nangong Yizhu was injured even more severely than he thought.

"Who are you!" Bell showed a hint of alertness.

"Qin Hao's woman."

Qin Hao?

Bell smiled: "Is that dead man?"

Liu Rushi returned Nangong Yizhu to the ancient martial arts family and looked at Bell coldly: "If he were there, you would be dead."

"I don't think there is anything great about a man who needs a woman to take action. Why? You want to be my opponent. Although you are very strong, unfortunately, your bloodline in your body is unstable. I'm afraid you are not my opponent." Bell raised a teasing smile: "It's better not to be that waste with Qin Hao. How about it with me? How about this Chinese man worthy of you."

"court death!"

Liu Rushi forcibly upgraded the bloodline of the Immortal Phoenix.

boom!

A life-and-death battle broke out between the two.

Take action and win.

The sound of sonic booms was endless, and a larger energy storm than before was swept up. If it weren't for the Chinese Guardian's actions, I was afraid that the scattered momentum would have been unbearable for a group of people.

burst!

The phantom of the Immortal Phoenix held his head unyieldingly, his body covered in blood.

Liu Rushi was seriously injured!

However, Bell's situation was not much better. His body was cut by sharp claws, and a trace of blood was flowing with joking. His face was very cold, staring at Liu Rushi: "Give up, you can't beat me."

boom!

At this moment, all the injuries on Bell's body were healed at this moment.

The peak realm of Shenyin is even more exciting!

"This... how is this possible! How is this possible? Eight-winged Peacock, Immortal Phoenix, this duel is already a power that only God can possess... Is China really not as good as humans!"

"It's over... This scene is destined to become a shame to China!"

"Huaxia needs heroes!"

hold head high!

Liu Rushi got up.

"Haha, I'm so stubborn, but what's the point? What about your man, the man named Qin Hao? Why didn't he appear?" Bell returned to his peak. This was his natal magical power. He smiled and said, "Today I will kill you to the point of being scared! Give up, you lost."

"I didn't lose." Liu Rushi said lightly, gritting his teeth: "A person can only lose when he gives up on fighting. As long as he persists in fighting, he has not lost yet."

"madness!"

Bell showed a ruthless look on his face, and the aperture of reincarnation appeared again.

boom!

Liu Rushi flew out, and the breath of the Immortal Phoenix gradually weakened.

Liu Rushi's eyes looked at death as if he was home, his qi and blood burst out, and the Immortal Phoenix exploded to the extreme.

hold head high!

"Since you are seeking death, I will help you!" Bell suddenly felt the threat and used all his strength.

Zhuque had already taken action to stop him without hesitation, and then the leaders of the Eight Kingdoms could not let him succeed and block Zhuque's path.

Bang!
Chapter completed!