Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters door of the beast god
Everyone is speculating on the outcome of this battle.
Drip!
A sound of blood dripping came out.
Although it was a long distance away, in this final confrontation, thousands of people were silent, paying attention to the battle with their breath.
Therefore, the sound of blood dripping is particularly clear.
Soon, the immortal power dissipated.
The success or failure of the battlefield fell into everyone's eyes.
When they saw the ending, they couldn't help but take a breath.
On the battlefield, Wan Zuyu's sword overturned the dragon scales on Meng Canghai's arm. The sword edge of the giant sword stroked across his arm. Several pieces of the dragon scales fell on the battlefield. The blood came from Meng Canghai.
However, the result is much more than that.
Meng Canghai's invulnerable dragon hand was shattered by Wan Zuyu's three swords, but Wan Zuyu's chest had five claw marks, which cut his clothes. Through the flesh and blood, blood was dripping along his clothes.
The sound of blood was Meng Canghai and Wan Zuyu.
The two of them were just freezing where they were.
Not moving for a long time.
Both of them were injured, but they had never fallen.
Therefore, the winner is differentiated.
This battle has attracted much attention.
We are all looking forward to the outcome of this battle.
"Do you still have the power to fight again?" Looking at Wan Zuyu, Meng Canghai spoke slowly, with a smile in his eyes. He could see that these three swords were extremely powerful and could break through his dragon claws, but Wan Zuyu was not at all damaged.
He also seriously injured him.
When facing Meng Canghai's words, Wan Zuyu curled his lips and smiled.
"You can try again."
Hissing!
Wan Zuyu's sword moved away from Meng Canghai's hands. At that moment, Meng Canghai's hands returned to normal. The sword mark was particularly eye-catching. His face was slightly pale and the severe pain in his arms made him feel a little unbearable.
Although it is just a scar, it has the power of swordsmanship.
The power of the swordsmanship of the Ninth Heavenly Powerful Man in the Immortal King Realm is so powerful that it is conceivable. Although Meng Canghai has the strength now, his arm is already overwhelmed. If he does not go to heal, it may affect the next game, which is extremely serious.
The giant sword of Wan Zuyu supports the battle platform and supports his body.
The injuries he suffered were also quite serious.
However, he still wanted to bet, and he bet again, and Meng Canghai gave in first.
That sword contains the will to swordsmanship.
He didn't believe it, and Meng Canghai, who had hit his own sword, had no reaction.
Although it's a bit risky, it's worth it.
The two of them confronted each other like this, and no one was willing to take action.
After a long time, Meng Canghai spoke and said, "Wan Zuyu, you lost. I know you no longer have the power to fight anymore. My casual blow can make you fall to the ground."
As he said that, Meng Canghai walked towards Wan Zuyu.
One of his arms did not move to use his immortal power for the time being, but the other hand was OK. Looking at Meng Canghai approaching, Wan Zuyu sighed, his sword fell to the ground, and said slowly: "No need to compete, I lost..."
After the words were made, Meng Canghai curled his lips and smiled.
Wan Zuyu bet again, isn't he the same? Just the moment he walked towards Wan Zuyu, his hands were already hurting, and he was sweating coldly. If Wan Zuyu had the strength to fight again at that time, he would admit defeat and jump off the battlefield.
But he won in the end.
Win on courage.
Both of them are on the same level. If this battle is a desperate battle, their ending will be to suffer losses, or one is to be seriously injured and one is seriously injured and is on the verge of death.
As the saying goes, when you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win!
This sentence is perfect for Meng Canghai.
The end of this battle also made many people smile on their faces. Meng Canghai and Wan Zuyu's battle was really too hard, and they all wanted to suppress each other and win, which led to their own injuries.
Even if it recovers, it will affect the final battle.
This is like among ten people, excluding the threat of two people.
This is naturally something that several other people like.
This is power struggle.
Of course, you can do your best if you have strength, but the premise is that the strength of the two is different. For example, Meng Canghai and Wan Zuyu are already very similar, so if you are fighting for a victory or defeat, this will definitely be the result.
Both sides suffered losses!
In the end, it was a bet.
Although this battle situation looks very exciting, it is useless.
All people see is the courage of every man.
He did not consider the following things at all. This mentality was to weaken others from the starting line, and the dispute between the Son of the Ancient God was at a disadvantage.
Not only Xiao Chen, but also the supreme forces in the ten directions shook their heads slightly.
I am not optimistic or affirmed about the battle between Wan Zuyu and Meng Canghai. Although I have the strength, I am not the time to play.
Instead, it's backfiring.
The two walked off the battlefield. The white-clothed Immortal Emperor looked at everyone and spoke slowly, saying, "Today's last battle, the Chinese Qilin Group will go to fight!"
Five battles on this day, the last battle, the Kirin group.
The people who went to war were Leng Chengpeng, the prince of the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, and Wu Yao, the prince of the Qianwu Holy Kingdom.
The two of them took the stage amid the shouts.
They all bow to each other and then distance themselves from each other.
The two of them fought under the command of the White Immortal Emperor. Behind Leng Chengpeng, there was a dazzling immortal power lying across the void, as if it could penetrate the entire void. Then three stone gates appeared on his body. The stone gate was shining with dazzling light. The aura was quite mysterious. Looking at Leng Chengpeng's performance, the strong Immortal Emperor in the Demon God Mountain nodded slightly.
"At a young age, I can open the door of three beast gods, which is great."
"Yes, it's not a pity that he is the direct descendant of my Demon God Mountain lineage. It seems that his bloodline is relatively pure." Another immortal emperor praised Leng Chengpeng.
On the other side, Xiao Chen's eyes were staring at Leng Chengpeng.
The stone gate behind him made Xiao Chen think of the little cutie's Eight Gate magical powers. Although there were much less than the little cutie's, it still gave people the feeling that it was so powerful.
And it's extremely mysterious.
Everyone's eyes were on Leng Chengpeng.
It was the first time they saw that stone gate.
"Brother Wu Yao, we don't have to show mercy in this battle, we all rely on our abilities."
Leng Chengpeng's words made Wu Yao curl his lips and smile.
"That's the point!"
boom!
Behind Wu Yao, there was an immortal power flowing, differentiating into the five elements, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, guarding around his body, extremely powerful, and the five elements were mutually restrained and generated, and the power it could produce was also huge and all-encompassing.
"The door of the beast god is open!"
Chapter completed!