Terrible speed, terrible power!

"The Bloody Fighting must save his energy, and he is ending the battle in the fastest way." A white-haired old man said tremblingly.

"No wonder this person said he would not leave a living mouth. With this thunderous method, if his cultivation is insufficient, the challenger will have no chance to admit defeat."

"We underestimate this Jiuzhou Sword God. He is probably at the same level as Ying Bufan."

"Although these treasures look tempting, they have to be killed. I think it's okay. I'll wait until the Ershang takes action before he can see the difference."

Qincheng's four battles were all crushing opponents, which also calmed down most of the monks and put away their previous greed.

"Haha, what a bunch of trash! But that boy showed you a bloody and cruel scene. Are you afraid of being like this? Just give each of you a turtle lid and retract it into it, okay?"

"He is worthy of Ying Bufan's strength?"

But among the common words, there was also a discordant voice.

At this time, behind the main hall, someone stood up coldly and laughed at him.

"You step on the horse..."

After hearing this man's sarcasm, many monks had a bad temper and wanted to curse when they turned around.

But as soon as they saw the visiting people, these monks seemed to be scared out of fear. Even if they were scolded, they quickly closed their mouths and did not dare to fight back.

"Liu Feng."

"It's Liu Zun."

Seeing the monk in front of him who was not good-looking but had a sharp breath like a sharp blade, he slowly stood up. The man in the black python robe, many monks in the hall changed their faces.

In the bloody ring, the composition of monks is quite complicated.

Some people like the Cold Woman and the Lu brothers came to experience life-and-death battles and hone their skills.

There are also people who make a living by fighting and killing people, and they enjoy fighting and bloodthirsty.

Blood Tu is, Black Wind Old Man, and the man in front of him is even more so, and his reputation is ten thousand times stronger than Blood Tu.

Such monks have been known to many people because they stayed in the bloody storm for many years, fought countless times and were extremely powerful, as if they were invincible.

The best among them will be ranked by the bloody roster.

There are people who are convenient for the world, and there are places where there are worlds, the places where there are worlds are levels.

In the bloody game, except for the monks who were offered or controlled by the bloody game, the ten most powerful people in the bloody game are called the ten bloody game masters.

This ranking may not be of little use outside the Shadow Hall, but in the bloody battle, Shadow Hall will even give these strong men some extra treatment and rights to provide them comfortably. Even when calling these ten people's names, the word "Zun" will be added to show respect.

The man Liu Feng is a rare monk named after his name in the Bloody Ring. He is also ranked eighth among the ten battle masters of the Bloody Ring.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Liu Feng spoke again.

"A major hidden danger of Thunder's attack is that if he cannot kill people, the consumption of spiritual energy will be even more severe, and even locked up in a cocoon. These six dead people are not considered the top ten of our bloody striking champions. He is worthy of it if he wants to break through our bloody striking masters!"

"That's right, this kid is not old and has no three heads and six arms. If you want to kill him, it's just to see if we beat ten bloody horses and are willing to join forces."

At this time, another skinny old man stood up behind him.

This old man is also one of the ten bloody gangsters, named the old man with a Vine, and ranks seventh.

"Looking at you cowardly, you can be scared by a newcomer by bloody monks? It's ridiculous and embarrassing!"

"I am so ashamed to be in the same palace as you!"

The skinny old man glanced at everyone and sneered again.


Chapter completed!