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Chapter 103 Cang Emperor

Gao Lan is sitting at the 8th venue now. Before it was his turn to play, he watched the competition on the court.

The competition arena is made of pure bluestone, which is extremely hard, and isolates it with a true qi shield around the ring, which is extremely safe.

On the martial arts competition, there was a demon cultivator and a Buddha cultivator, and they stood up together.

After a moment, the referee shouted: "The game begins!"

The strength of the demon cultivator is probably in the spiritual demon stage, which is slightly inferior to that of the Buddha cultivator, so he seems a little nervous. The Buddha cultivator is a young monk. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, chanted the Buddha's name slightly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand flew up, gradually becoming larger, and then directly hit the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator did not expect the other party to be so direct, and immediately separated the axe in his hand, but because of the hasty response, his whole body took a few big steps back.

The monk did not give up the opportunity at all, followed closely and shot out with one finger.

I saw the monk's fingers use a little wind, and the middle finger of his right hand glowed with golden light. Someone exclaimed: "The golden cicada finger of the Buddhist sect!"

Gao Lan was also secretly shocked. It seemed that this Dou Palace was truly well-known.

The demon cultivator gritted his teeth, endured the numbness of the tiger's mouth in his palm, and tried his best to put his chest in one frame.

When! When!

The power of the golden cicada finger exceeded the imagination of the demon cultivator, and suddenly it knocked his weapon away. Biweis stood there with a little discouraged moment, and then he suddenly retreated, and his hands gradually turned black. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and slapped the monk with a pair of huge black hands. It turned out to be the Shura hand of the Demon Sect.

The monk was also slightly shocked, but soon returned to normal. The golden light of his body lit up and he thought: "Vajra Cover!"

Bang bang!

Shura's hands continued to slap the Vajra cover, but they could not break through the defense of the Vajra cover.

When the demon cultivator's expression was slightly relaxed, the monk suddenly smiled and suddenly turned into a golden light to strike out. Another move of Buddhist mastery "wind swept the clouds".

The demon cultivator could no longer resist this move and was knocked away.

He was powerless to fight again, so he had to say, "I admit defeat!"

The host saw it and stood up: "Next, I announce that Pu Guang wins."

Although this competition was not very exciting, everyone also saw many unique skills, and applause rang out.

Then he passed three consecutive games and it was Gao Lan's turn to play.

The host said loudly: "Next, please invite Emperor Cang Lan and the God of Death to fight."

To Gao Lan's surprise, the entire No. 8 venue was boiling as soon as the two of them came on the court.

Gao Lan was wondering: "This is my first time here, so it won't be so popular, right?"

But soon he realized that it was the audience cheering his opponent, Death.

The God of Death looked at Gao Lan with a disdain and said indifferently: "The demon cultivator, the God of Death, and the Fighter, won 18 consecutive games, but after this game, he will be the King of Fight!" He said this, as if he would win this battle.

Gao Lan immediately understood, no wonder this person is a little famous here, but indeed has some strength.

But when he heard the other party's words, he was also very annoyed, and he was confident that he had a variety of unique skills, and was definitely invincible among the same-level cultivators.

He sneered and said, "It's a pity that you met me!"

The god of death said angrily: "Emperor Canglan, this name is indeed crazy, but just by you, the light of rice grains dares to compete for the sun and the moon, hum!"

The host said at this time: "The competition begins!"

The god of death shouted: "Suffer to die!"

A golden spear in the hands of the God of Death cut a faint trace in the air and suddenly hit Gao Lan.

Seeing this, Gao Lan was extremely cautious: "It's true that there is some strength!" However, he didn't plan to take out the Sword of Sword. He wanted to try it once and defeat his opponent with his true strength.

Therefore, he immediately used the qifloating track to cleverly avoid the opponent's attack.

The God of Death then shot out the golden spear continuously, and the audience immediately shouted: "Let's magic spear, magic spear!"

Listening to their voices, it seems that the Death's Demon Gun defeated many people.

But he was still not impatient or slow, and continued to use the qi of the qi, which was to consume the opponent's true energy and find the flaws from it.

The power of the Death God's Demon Spear is indeed extraordinary, but when it comes to Gao Lan's Miqi Trace, it is powerful and has no place to use it.

He couldn't help but angrily, "You are simply a coward, tmd will hide!"

Gao Lan waited for this moment, and then he began to fight back.

The seventh style of the Heavenly Dragon, the first style of the Hidden Dragon ascends to Heaven, was displayed. An illusory shadow of the divine dragon appeared above Gao Lan, and then rushed towards the God of Death at the same time as Gao Lan's body.

Gao Lan's move surprised the audience below. Only then did they realize that the opponent of Death this time was extraordinary.

The God of Death was a little surprised, but he was still very confident. He turned the golden spear and then flicked the magic spear.

Gao Lan was not afraid at all. The dragon was cruising, and the phantom of man and dragon directly bypassed the magic gun and hit the god of death.

The face of the god of death finally changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Shocked, a black illusion figure suddenly appeared behind him.

When Gao Lan touched him, the phantom was like the Nine Nether Demon God, opened its mouth and suddenly bit Gao Lan.

Gao Lan was also shocked. Yunlong used his claws and used his huge illusory dragon claws to grab the phantom's head, then grabbed it and threw it to the ground.

The phantom was obviously connected with the God of Death. When the phantom was caught and thrown to the ground, the God of Death also fell to the ground.

There was a burst of exclamation below, and the undefeated God of Death suffered a loss today.

But at this moment, the voice of the god of death came from his ear: "You should give up. I am from the Demon Palace in the Central Continent, and you can't afford to offend!"

Gao Lan smiled coldly. At this moment, the God of Death was simply disgusting in his heart. He also hated such a person very much. The image of the Heavenly Demon Palace in his heart was getting worse and worse. He would never give the other party a chance and rushed forward in an instant.

Because he hates the other party, he will not hold back. The seventh style of the Tianlong style will be hit in a row, the dragon roars at the bottom of the sea, the shadowless dragon claws, and the dragon roars and the sky will be hit in a three-way manner. Because this is his first time participating in the competition, he will be a fight and killing is prohibited. Otherwise, Gao Lan will use the best Canglong to the sea together.

All three styles hit the God of Death. The God of Death flew out like a kite with a broken string, and finally lay weakly on the ground.

There is no doubt that the God of Death was defeated, and he looked at Gao Lan with great reluctance, his eyes full of hatred.

Gao Lan smiled disdainfully: "I said it a long time ago, but unfortunately, you met me!"

"You are cruel!" After the last words of death, the god of death fainted.

"Emperor Cang!"

"The Cang Emperor is invincible!"

The audience below saw Gao Lan defeating the God of Death who had won eighteen consecutive victories, and began to worship Gao Lan.

Gao Lan was also speechless and thought, "Please, Is there another Lan!"

However, the people below could not hear the voice in his heart. The three words "Canglan Emperor" became "Cangdi" in people's mouths.
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