Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 515
In the arena, looking at Ling Yuchen who was standing opposite, Luo Zhongting's pupils shrank suddenly, and a serious expression appeared on his face.

He originally wanted to retort, but when Ling Yuchen stepped into the competition field and faced him from a distance, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

"can we start?"

Ling Yuchen turned to look at the elders of the Ice and Snow Sect on the main stage, and asked.

"Ah."

Elder Nuoyan nodded with a complicated expression.

The moment Elder Nuoyan nodded, Luo Zhongting made a move!
"Ling Yuchen, pay for my son of the Luo family!"

Luo Zhongting screamed, "Come out! The Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison!"

"Wow!"

A sound like a ghost crying and laughing came from the void.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Zhongting's vitality soared, and a dazzling blood burst out from his body, completely covering his figure in an instant.

The moment Luo Zhongting shot, Elder Nuoyan activated the restriction on the playing field, and a solid golden mask firmly covered the entire field.

In the field, there was a strong wind.

In a blink of an eye, twelve blood-colored figures emerged from the bloody light emitted by Luo Zhongting.

These twelve blood-colored figures seemed to be made of fresh blood, exuding a strong bloody aura, their height and appearance were the same as ordinary people, but their faces were extremely ferocious, as if they were being tortured.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards Ling Yuchen.

To the surprise of all the onlookers, the twelve blood-colored silhouettes were like warriors with incomparably advanced martial arts cultivation. With every gesture, there were strong gusts of wind, and the forward speed was quite fast, as if Twelve streamers of blood.

At the same time as the twelve bloody figures rushed towards Ling Yuchen, Luo Zhongting made a move with his right hand, and amidst the bloody light, a two-foot-long bloody spear appeared in his hand.

"boom!"

Holding the gun in both hands, Luo Zhongting shook it suddenly, and as the shadow of the gun flickered, a majestic blood-colored energy, mighty and mighty, was aimed at Ling Yuchen like a long blood-colored river.

This spear was powerful and extremely fast, it was extremely fierce, everything seemed to be shattered wherever the spear passed.

The Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison is a vicious martial art in the Luo Family's Blood Clothes Divine Art. To practice this martial art, one needs to use the whole body blood of twelve warriors as a guide, that is to say, to take the lives of twelve warriors.

After the cultivation is successful, twelve blood-colored figures can be summoned. These twelve blood-colored figures possess all the martial arts and fighting skills of those twelve warriors.

The Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison plus Luo Zhongting are equivalent to thirteen powerful fighters.

These thirteen warriors launched an attack on Ling Yuchen at the same time, and the attack was quite fierce.

Obviously, Luo Zhongting didn't intend to give Ling Yuchen a chance, and went all out to kill Ling Yuchen on the field.

Facing Luo Zhongting's powerful offensive, Ling Yuchen didn't panic at all, and there was no trace of solemnity on his face.

After absorbing the Blood Light Curse of Luo Tianao, the head of the Luo family, he obtained a trace of Luo Tianao's thoughts from it, learned about many martial arts of the Luo family, and also knew that most of the martial arts of the Luo family were derived from a book called Blood Clothes. Divine skills.

And this incomplete blood-clothed magical skill was also modified by "Chen Xing Breaking the Heaven Record" to form a sixth-grade fire-type kung fu method, the Yan Prison Jue, which he practiced to the fifth level of perfection.

Luo Zhongting's marksmanship and the Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison all originated from the blood-cloth magic.Therefore, there are similar martial arts in the Yan Prison Art, but they are not as vicious and weird as Luo Zhongting's, but upright and upright.

Although Ling Yuchen only took the Nine Ranks of Tianyan in the Flame Prison Art, he also knows about other martial arts.Therefore, in the eyes of others, Luo Zhongting's marksmanship and the Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison may be extremely strange and fierce, but in his eyes, there is no secret at all.

"Since it's a martial skill in the Blood Clothes Divine Art, then I'll use the Hundred Thousand and Three Forms of the Flame Prison Jue to deal with you." Ling Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He did not rush, raised his right hand upwards, and a silver spark appeared in his palm immediately.

With the appearance of this spark, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased a lot.

"Wow!"

The twelve bloody figures seemed to feel a great threat, and their forward figure suddenly trembled. Although under Luo Zhongting's control, they still rushed towards Ling Yuchen, but their speed was much slower than before.

Seeing that the twelve blood-colored figures were approaching, Ling Yuchen didn't hesitate, his figure flickered, and the whole person disappeared from the spot, replaced by dozens of phantoms that were identical to his figure and appearance.

"Phoenix Flame Hundred Thousand Shining Star Style!"

As soon as dozens of phantoms appeared, dozens of powerful whirlwinds appeared in the space out of thin air, and immediately scattered the raging wind.The bright silver light flickering around the phantom also dimmed the dazzling blood light in this space.

These dozens of phantoms rushed directly at the twelve bloody figures, each of which was attacked by three or four phantoms at the same time.

Each of these phantoms has the same strength as Ling Yuchen's body. Although the twelve blood-colored figures also have good martial arts cultivation, how can they be Ling Yuchen's opponents? What's more, in the hands of these dozens of phantoms, They all have a group of phoenix flames that have been upgraded to a first-level strange fire.

"Bang! Bang!"

In a moment, twelve blood-colored figures exploded one after another, and there was not a trace of the flames of the phoenix left.

At this time, Luo Zhongting's attack had just arrived!
"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, many warriors opened their mouths in shock, and some even stood up from their seats.

"What kind of martial arts is this!"

"It looks like it completely restrained Luo Zhongting's Twelve Blood Prison Demons!"

A group of warriors talked a lot, but all the warriors at the location of Xueyi Luo's family lost their voices in shock.

They are all descendants of Xueyi Luo's family, and they often exchange ideas with each other, and they are very familiar with each other's situation.

They have all seen Luo Zhongting's "Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison". Although Luo Zhongting did not use his full strength when exchanging ideas with them, they all have a considerable understanding of the power of the Twelve Demons of the Blood Prison.

Now, seeing that Ling Yuchen easily cracked Luo Zhongting's "Twelve Blood Prison Demons" as soon as he made a move, all the Luo family warriors naturally couldn't accept it.

"how is this possible!"

The warriors of the Xueyi Luo family all stared wide-eyed, and their pupils were filled with great shock.

And who was also shocked was Luo Zhongting in the arena. He knew his own martial arts better than anyone else.

However, at this time, there was no time for him to think.

After smashing the twelve bloody figures, all the silver phantoms merged into one in an instant, Ling Yuchen's figure reappeared, facing the bloody energy released by Luo Zhongting, he punched out!
"boom!"

In a blink of an eye, two powerful energies collided violently, and the Yuan Qi caused by the collision shot out crazily.

At this moment, almost everyone saw that a figure appeared beside Luo Zhongting.

"This is what happens when you challenge me!"

A cold voice sounded clearly on the field.

"not good!"

The youth in Xueyi Luo's family who had changed his appearance changed drastically.

"careful!"

A cry of exclamation came from the location of Xueyi Luo's house, but it was already too late.

"boom!"

The fist wrapped in silver flames hit Luo Zhongting's chest fiercely. The bright silver flames instantly destroyed Luo Zhongting's protective vitality, and the fierce energy directly acted on Luo Zhongting's body.

Luo Zhongting only felt as if he was being hit by a mountain peak. All the internal organs in his body were shaken violently. He let out a scream immediately, and his whole body was thrown backwards by the huge force of the punch, and hit the competition hard. On the mask at the edge of the field, the sturdy mask trembled violently a few times.

At this moment, all the stands in the square were silent, and all eyes focused on the slightly thin figure in the green shirt in the arena.

"Ling Yuchen is so strong! He defeated his opponent so quickly!"

In the square, many women covered their mouths and looked at Ling Yuchen.In the eyes, there is shock and obsession.

And those warriors who were so shocked to stand up just now, their eyes widened, they froze there, their bodies trembled slightly, and their faces were shocked.

This competition is full of geniuses, and anything can happen on this field.

However, no one thought that Luo Zhongting would lose so quickly. He was defeated with just one move, and he was defeated so badly. You must know that he is a strong man in the ancient realm.

"Challenge me, there is a price to pay."

Ling Yuchen walked forward slowly, stepped on Luo Zhongting's chest, and immediately pinned Luo Zhongting to the ground, unable to move.

"If you have the ability, you, you will kill me!"

Luo Zhongting lay on the ground and said with difficulty.

At this time, he was seriously injured, and a stream of blood was continuously flowing from the wound on his body.

When launching the challenge, Luo Zhongting never thought that he would lose so badly.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he could only feel that all the eyes from the stands were focused on him.

At this moment, he felt that these gazes were like sharp swords, constantly piercing his body and mind, making him extremely ashamed and indignant.

When challenged, he was full of confidence and aggressive, but for a moment, he felt like a puddle of mud and was trampled by his opponent. This was hard for anyone to accept.

"Let him go!"

An angry voice came from the stand of the Xueyi Luo family. Immediately afterwards, all the warriors of the Xueyi Luo family stood up and shouted angrily: "Ling Yuchen, let him go!"

Ling Yuchen turned his head to look, and saw a group of blood-clothed youths looking at him angrily.

Ling Yuchen sneered, and said: "I said before, I have to pay the price for challenging me. Since he dares to challenge me, Xichuan Wuyuan, he should be prepared to pay the price. If you are not convinced, you can come and challenge!"

(End of this chapter)