Emperor of Death

Chapter 1123 Interracial Exchange Meeting
In the midst of all the attention, the battle between Wang Sen and Hou Xing broke out.

Both of them are powerful warriors. Wang Sen's strength is even more terrifying. He relies entirely on his body, and in terms of strength, he is stronger than Hou Xing.

Hou Xing's power of the earth is extremely ferocious, and at the same time, because it is the power of elements, it has many wonderful means, such as the sudden spikes emerging from the ground, and the huge boulder suddenly condensed on the top of Wang Sen's head.

"Boom! Boom!" Wang Sen blasted out punch after punch, smashing the many rocks and mountains that Hou Xing hit, and then used the power of his fist to hit Hou Xing's iron rod together. Every time the collision , are like two mountains colliding together, making the audience's blood boil.

This battle was very tragic in the end. Wang Sen ended with a tragic victory and defeated Hou Xing. But at the same time, Wang Sen was seriously injured and could not participate in the next battle, so he announced his withdrawal.

The mood of the audience watching the battle slowly fell. At this moment, only one of the opponents went down after two battles. The own side had already lost two people, and it felt a little bad.

The higher-ups of the human race were even more troubled. Wang Sen was originally the master placed behind, but in order to save the defeat, he was sent out first. Originally, he wanted to give Wang Sen a victory to give the race confidence, but the victory was He won, but it was a miserable victory.

The alien genius is far more powerful than the human race estimated.

The battle continues...

Geniuses of alien races showed extremely powerful talents, and for each genius of alien races to be defeated, it took several geniuses of human races to pay.

The scene became silent, as if there was an invisible pressure on the hearts of all the people watching the battle, and they couldn't breathe.

On the arena, Emperor Wu of the foreign race looked at the expressions of the audience below with a sneer on his face. They came this time to break the confidence of the human race, and he also knew that the human race had such a thing as the space of the god of war, so the current battle, It will be spread quickly, spreading throughout the human race in an instant. By then, the morale of the human race will drop by half before the war is fought.

In the Martial God Space, countless people are issuing notices, conveying the battle situation on the spot in words.Countless people were filled with righteous indignation, and there were even extreme ones, who directly scolded the contestants as trash, and then scolded those scolding people. The alien race had not been defeated yet, and the human race scolded each other first.

The battle continues, and on the human side, there are fewer and fewer people to fight.

In the end, after half a day of fighting, when there were still 56 young geniuses from the alien race, there were only two people left on the human race.

The last second person is a young man from the Excalibur Empire, Kenshin, with a long sword on his back and a smile on his lips. His opponent is a genius of the bear tribe.

At the beginning of the battle, Jian Xin performed amazingly, and finally made the eyes of the audience who had been suppressed for a long time shine. With only ten moves, he defeated the young warrior of the Xiongren tribe and won the victory.

Then, a master of the mad shark clan came up.

This time, after fifteen moves, Jian Xin won again, winning the second consecutive victory.

"Okay!" In the crowd, someone shouted. The enthusiasm that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out like a landslide. Countless people cheered and applauded Jian Xin.

"Hehehe, there are only two left, and you are still so excited, is it a carnival before death?" On the side of the foreign race, a warrior said disdainfully.

Many alien warriors are even more eager to move, wanting to come to the stage to end this exchange meeting, and then leave a name in the alien and human races.

The warrior who led the team said to a girl from the Siren Clan: "Hai Ya, you go."

A girl with blue scales, purple pupils, and a cold and beautiful face nodded, then got up and stepped onto the ring.

A young man from the Shark Clan laughed and said, "Haiya was originally the last member to fight. If she goes up, we will have no chance!"

"That's fine. We've swept away the human race. If we encounter them on the battlefield in the future, I'm afraid we can only use [-]% of our [-]% combat power."

Holding a blue long and narrow sword, the sword body is carved with beautiful water patterns, and the whole sword looks very beautiful.

According to the law of warriors, the younger the master, it means that when he was young, his cultivation had reached a certain level, and he was able to maintain his appearance and maintain the appearance of a girl.

So at the same age, the younger the face, the scarier it is.

Jian Xin looked at the other party and said with a smile: "Beauty, let's fight."

Haiya looked indifferent, and her body suddenly moved forward. The blue sword in her hand stirred up waves in the void. Under the influence of the strong water force, the entire arena seemed to turn into a boundless ocean, and every drop of sea water emitted Deadly breath.

Jian Xin was in it, as if accepting attacks from all directions.

"Hehe, not bad!" Jian Xin said with a smile, "You are much better than others."

A sword exudes a stunning sword light. There is no other power on Jianxin's sword, only fierce sword intent and piercing murderous aura. Facing the endless waves, Jianxin breaks it with a sword.

The heart of the sword is very strong, showing a very high talent for using the sword. The girl of the Siren Clan is also very scary. Holding a blue sword in her hand, it seems to be holding an ocean.

This battle lasted for more than 500 moves.

Kenshin won, but suffered serious injuries.

"Okay!" The crowd was even more excited. Jianxin won three games in a row, and finally regained a little confidence for the human race.

The next person to play is a master of the tiger people. This is the descendant of the White Tiger King. He is very powerful in combat. If Jianxin is not injured, he may still be able to fight. Passively, he was finally slapped off the ring by a tiger-human master, and the injury was even more serious.

The newly raised confidence of the human race was beaten back to its original form. Originally, it was expected that the swordsman would block the killing, and the Buddha would block and kill the Buddha, but now people can only cruelly discover that everything is just people's imagination.

In the crowd, someone sighed, "It would be great if Yechen was here."

"Yeah, the first day of the younger generation of our human race didn't come. If they came, they would definitely be defeated."

"What about Yechen, why didn't Yechen come?"

This voice even spread to the Valkyrie space. Many people were discussing why Yechen didn't fight, and many people even issued an announcement asking Yechen to fight instead of the human race.

There was only the last one left, and there was a trace of sadness on the faces of the people, even the descendants of the Sword Emperor were defeated, no one was optimistic about the last young man in the ring.

Amidst countless sighs and disappointed eyes, the last young man stepped onto the ring. He was dressed in white, with long black hair, and a very handsome face, with a cynical smile on his face, as if he didn't care Everything in front of you is in your eyes.

This is a temperament that is superior and masters everything, and he did not do it deliberately.

"Wen Chuan is here, who will fight!" Wen Chuan said to the foreign race in a calm voice, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

(Hehe, don’t worry, the higher you hold, the harder you fall.)
(End of this chapter)