Alien Dragon

Recently, a small celebrity appeared in the arena of life and death, a half-grown young man about 14 years old. He fights every two days, and every fight is extremely fierce, but every fight must be won. Now, in just over a month, this person has already Ten consecutive victories.

Ten consecutive victories means that this person has hunted and killed ten seventh-level strong people in a row. Among the people living in degeneration, there are several weak people who can stand out from the crowd. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Of course, such a small achievement would not attract too many people's attention, but its slightly immature age and cruel methods have attracted the attention of many people, but only a few people, most of them Indifference to it.

Of course, Wang Luo, who is the protagonist of this matter, is also indifferent to these matters. At this time, he is fighting fiercely in the arena of life and death, with swords, swords and shadows, flesh and blood flying, and the two figures are coming and going, and the fight is extremely exciting.

In the end, the magic sound of water magic creates a gap, the water mist net hides the sneak attack, cooperates with the square sword to tightly imprison the person on the opposite side, the blue front sword flashes out, and kills with one blow, one net and two swords cooperate extremely well tacit agreement.

A thin line of blood on the neck suddenly erupted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, while the weird square sword suddenly spurted out, and was inserted abruptly from the slightly opened mouth.

The snow-white teeth were completely broken, and the square sword was inserted into the body of the person who had just died inch by inch, and the steel sand scattered around was also gathered together, and shot into the body of the person from the outside.

With a little shit yellow, the Sifang Sword trembled non-stop, and thoughts of joy and fear were transmitted to Wang Luo's heart. Wang Luo grabbed the Sifang Sword and walked down the ring expressionlessly.

Compared to the audience stand where there was no one before, there were dozens of people standing there sparsely at this time. At this time, everyone looked at Wang Luo full of fear, and there was a trace of unconcealable heat in their eyes.

Ten people were killed in a row, and now 11 people have been killed, which means that the wealth of 11 people has fallen into Wang Luo's hands. No matter how small the wealth of 11 people is, the accumulation is still considerable.

But looking at the expressionless figure, everyone deeply remembered that face, and no one dared to act. Here in the arena of life and death, their lives must be over before they make a move.

Regarding everyone's thoughts, Wang Luo naturally knew that although Zac was secretly guarding him, Wang Luo never used it as a life-saving talisman, and he could only rely on himself at critical moments.

Without returning to Courtyard No. 79, Wang Luo went directly to an underground practice room in the Life and Death Arena, and took out a small pitch-black flag with his hands. With a light wave, countless poisonous mist filled the air, protecting Wang Luo himself. .

This is not a blood soul streamer, but an eighth-level magic formation made of black water vines and black water snakes—the black water poison formation, which can be attacked and defended, and it is one level higher than the water mist phantom formation that Wang Luo originally used. grade.

Stretching out his hand to condense a stream of water to clean the Sifang Sword, Wang Luo threw it into the poisonous mist, letting the Sifang Sword refine the soul fragments it had just absorbed, and the poisonous mist automatically vacated a space to surround the Sifang Sword .

After finishing everything proficiently, Wang Luo took a few pills, closed his eyes, and began to practice slowly, recovering the consumed magic power and energy. Every battle was really, really hard. throw away.

More than a month ago, Wang Luo was afraid that Zach would deliberately arrange for his weaker opponents, but after Wang Luo came on the court, he knew that he was wrong. Every time Zac arranged for opponents who were stronger than Wang Luo's overall strength.

For the first time on the ring arranged by Zack, Wang Luo used all means, including the bone sword, but still failed. In the end, he used his trump card, the biggest attack method - blood Snake formation.

Even so, that opponent also detonated his body at the last moment, and the violent energy fluctuations rushed directly to Wang Luo. If Wang Luo was just a magician, he lost all his magic power and had no defense ability, he would be dead No.

Of course, that's just if, even though Wang Luo didn't die, he was blown up by surprise, his face was ashamed and his body was injured. That time directly woke up Wang Luo's alarm. Since then, Wang Luo never dared to underestimate Zach. Arrange opponents for yourself.

Every time he boards the arena of life and death, it is really like experiencing a life and death. In just a month or so, Wang Luo's combat power has soared so much. From Wang Luo's perspective, now he can fight alone Pick four or five of him from before.

You have to give as much as you get. Wang Luo knows these things, and Zach, a level nine powerhouse, naturally knows better. He just pays attention to Wang Luo quietly, and is ready to rescue Wang Luo at any time, and occasionally give Wang Luo advice.

It's called giving pointers, and it's actually referring to giving pointers, but besides giving pointers, it's natural to do other things. Wang Luo, the guy who can't fall with a golden gun, made Zach quite comfortable.

The two get along in such a weird way, it seems that Wang Luo paid for his own body in exchange for Zach's support, so that he can grow rapidly, which seems to be the legendary prostitution. Of course, Wang Luo's death is also won't admit it.

Since the first time he left the ring half dead, Wang Luo has lived directly in the training room of the life and death ring. This place is specially prepared for the winners who have come down from the ring and are seriously injured. It is very safe and reliable, but of course everything is not free.

Everyone will press themselves to win before going on stage, and if they survive, they will definitely make a small profit. For the sake of their own lives, naturally they don't mind spending a little money, and then go out after healing their injuries here, but absolutely no one will fall to the king. It's the same as making this place home.

It's okay to recuperate here occasionally, but most people can't afford the rent if they live for a long time. There's no way to make Wang Luo seem to be at the level of being taken care of. Knowing the boss's boss here is completely free.

Based on the idea that it is a fool not to take advantage of the advantage, Wang Luo lived in it without blushing and heartbeat. While recuperating from his injuries, he reminisced about the battles in the ring. When he felt about the same, he went out to fight in the ring again. arena.

After recovering his magic power and energy, Wang Luo slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flashed away, and he thought to himself: This time the opponent was weaker, although the end was very miserable, but he didn't even force out the bone sword, it should be Zach deliberately arranged a weak one.

"Zach is really thoughtful, I almost forgot that the guard change will start tomorrow!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Wang Luo continued to close his eyes, sinking into the cultivation, and sighed secretly in his heart. In a blink of an eye, he had been in the fallen city for about a month, and tomorrow he should Perform the duties of the guardian team of Tianxuan Academy.