Zou Liang was so happy that no one came on, so it was his turn and patted the person in front of him.

"What are you trying to do if you don't listen? Are you in such a hurry to go up and die!"

A Pige tribe suddenly turned around and prepared to make a few sarcastic words, but after seeing Zou Liang, he immediately covered his mouth and followed by a howl like a ghost crying and a wolf: "Shura!"

Shura?

Shura?

Shura?…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The proud Scade suddenly found that people were looking at a corner, but instead ignored him, something!

The Pige clan bounced away almost at his highest speed, and hit everyone beside him, but they didn't care. It was said that Shura was cruel and ruthless, killed without blinking, and hid slowly, but he was going to die.

It doesn't matter if you die under the altar once, and there is no loss, but it's the biggest loss to be unable to witness the beast god's martial arts performance with his own eyes.

"Haha, you don't have to go on Murphy, come here intriguing."

"I've been waiting for him for a long time!"

Murphy's eyes emitted a fierce light, and he kept hiding in such a low-level area just to wait for this person!

Shura?

No matter what opponent, Scard can use his claws to tear it into whatever way. Bemon is the strongest existence in the Armond Beast God Continent.

When Skader saw his opponent, he couldn't help but feel disappointed, and was very disappointed. In fact, many people were very disappointed. After all, only a few people have seen Shura competitions. Only a few people can see the portraits of various professional guilds. Most people have seen Shura for the first time.

No matter how you look at Shura... she is too thin and her body is not enough to be slapped with one claw.

Not only was Skader disappointed, but almost the whole audience was in an uproar. Is this Shura?

Wouldn't that thin arm, without the protection of armor, be smashed to pieces with one punch?

Even the Silver Light Warrior dared not fight the same Bemon who entered the beast-type state without wearing armor. The combat skills and his own abilities are not enough to resist everything.

Scard is a brave Bemon clan. He longs for fighting with the strong, but because the beast spirit world has level restrictions, low-level warriors cannot enter the advanced war zone, so he earns some beast spirits here. It is really boring to fight with the weak.

"Haha, how about Murphy's bet?" Buenavin of Cloned City smiled. The two of them didn't fight and knew each other. During this period, they also worked hard to accumulate achievements in the beast spirit world.

"You first." The golden lion has quite a bit of confidence.

"Haha, I'll choose Scard." Buenavin expected that the other party would let him choose first.

"I will defeat Shura, and I will win easily by suppressing him." Murphy said.

The soldiers around him obviously knew the reputation of these two people. Their winning streak during this period was no less than that of Bemon's warrior Scar, especially the Golden Lion Murphy, who was even more famous. Unlike Bemon's, his comprehensiveness is even more admirable.

"What are you betting on?" Buenavan became interested.

"The Blue Bo wine in Cloned City is very famous, three bottles in ten years!"

"Damn, you are so cruel. You don't take such a slaughter!" Buenavan smiled.

"Are you a big eater? You can still get three bottles of blue waves for you." Murphy said disapprovingly.

"Then what happened to you?" Buenavan asked.

"You can do whatever you want." Murphy replied faintly, turning his eyes to the battle altar, which was a kind of confidence.

Buenavin did not continue to ask. Such an answer shows the other party's incredible confidence and a competition of eyesight.

People around him were also excited about the bets of these two masters. Ten years of Lanbo cost ten gold coins per bottle, and Buenavin still has a considerable chance of winning. Regardless of basic data such as strength and defense, Shura was at a disadvantage, and his war songs had little influence on Bimon.

I really can't think of any other way to defeat Scard on the altar of limited size.

Scard looked at the tiny guy in front of him, Shura, the beast god, and the martial arts?

I couldn't help laughing to the sky, turned around and looked at the soldiers gathering everywhere, raised my arms, and let out a roar to the sky, he needed to approve!

It was a cheer that resounded throughout the beast spirit world. The Bemon warriors were extremely popular among the beast clan, especially the melee warriors, who worshipped Bemon and power, and they worshiped the strong.

In comparison, the illusory Shura is probably just a joke.

After all, it's too weak.

Zou Liang felt calmness with his opponent's arrogance and the terrifying cheers around him. His mentality was really good, different from before. The shouts around him did not bring him psychological fluctuations. Most people were optimistic about the Mon warrior, which was expected... If he were to himself, he would also like the Mon warrior.

After the cheers, Scar turned around and pushed Zou Liang, daring to put his back on his opponent. How arrogant it is.

"How do you want to die?" Scad said, roaring in the eyes of outsiders, and its effect is no less than that of the Rhine lion roar.

Facing such an all-around warrior, being able to have the courage to fight is already considered a warrior.

Zou Liang smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand and placed it gently beside his mouth, made a move to silence, and then stroked his neck.

Hunting’s favorite gesture to declare war!

roar……

With a loud bang, Scar moved. As if it was like an armored vehicle, the altar was really shaking. His huge body suddenly enveloped Zou Liang, and his huge claws swept down suddenly.

Bimon's six-clawed hands, nearly half a meter long nails are sharper than the blade, and the movement is mainly simple and fast, which covers the disadvantage of relatively slow movement, but the attack speed is extremely fast, which is inconsistent with the huge body.

In an instant, the six cold paths slipped down.

bass……

Zou Liang's "slim" body wanders in the sword light. The Bemonic tribe is indeed a very buggy race. Such a huge body can make such a rapid attack, and the pace follows closely, which is completely instinct and does not require any training. It is a natural warrior.

A roar of earth-shaking sound rang around the battle altar, and the killing sound shook the sky. Scard was even more excited under this cheering force, and his momentum was like a tide. His opponent was just a jumping clown. He had no other way except jumping around like a hunting shadow, and he could not cause any damage to him without weapons. However, as a behemoth, Scard had to kill and did not need any defense. All he had to do was to tear his opponent apart!

Seeing that he was forced into a corner, Scard's two claws quickly interlaced and blocked, and countless opponents were defeated by this simple move.

The figure disappeared in an instant. He bounced on Bemon's arms and walked quickly. He came directly to Scard's head and punched him in the head.

Such agile action is probably the hunting shadow present who is here to admire. It is more stable to dare to dodge such a dangerous way under the attack of killing, but he has more beauties.

Scar was not afraid at all, and actually pretended to be Zou Liang's fist and banged...

Zou Liang felt his right hand numb. This guy's defense was simply omnipresent. Facing the opponent's roaring attack, he pulled his left hand and leveraged the force on the opponent's head. He churned behind Beamon and kicked the back of the head.

The key to this kind of ordinary warrior is like mentioning iron plates. His feet get numb and he quickly distances.

The onlookers also stopped calling, as if Shura was not without the power to fight back, but just could not break the defense!

Scard patted his head with his paws and roared: "Is this a mosquito bite?"
Chapter completed!