Supreme Mad Emperor

Chapter 1291
After Song Zhaoyang finished speaking, he lazily stood up and walked in front of Su Jue, "The little raccoon envoy was protecting you last time, but I heard that she has already entered the Tiannv camp, tsk tsk, entering the Tiannv camp with her status, I guess it will be difficult How long it will take to be ridden by someone, and you, I have already thought about it."

After Song Chaoyang finished speaking, he waved his hand, and saw a younger brother walking over with a huge dog.

"This is a tengu. Its biggest characteristic is that it likes to ride on people."

After Song Zhaoyang finished speaking, the younger brothers behind him couldn't help laughing.

Enough!

Everyone's scalp went numb for a while, last time they stripped people naked and hung them on the door, but this time they actually took a dog... Su Jue sneered, and continued: "I heard that there is a battle space in the Star of the Spire, is it ?"

"So what, what does that have to do with you?"

Song Chaoyang frowned, wondering why Su Jue said this inexplicably.

"Battling space, free fighting, life and death, today I, Su Jue, will have a life and death battle with you, Song Chaoyang, in the fighting space, do you dare to accept?"

A tactic of life and death!

For a moment, everyone was blindsided. A newcomer who had only been here for two months actually wanted to challenge Song Chaoyang, who was tenth on the Samsung Warriors list.

This is simply incredible.

"Do you know what you're talking about!" Song Chaoyang's face was terribly cold. As the tenth in the Peerless Ranking, he has his prestige. Not to mention the newcomer, even the ninth who is a little stronger than himself would not dare to challenge him to life and death. This newcomer actually wants to fight him to the death.

This is contempt for him.

"I'm asking you, dare you or not?" Su Jue asked forcefully.

Song Zhaoyang took a deep breath and looked at the crowd, then smiled and said, "Okay, you're looking for death yourself, don't say I'm bullying newcomers."

After finishing speaking, Song Chaoyang turned around and walked down the mountain, and Su Jue also wanted to go down the mountain.

"Master, you just came here, don't be impulsive..."

Lu Xiaoluo persuaded in a low voice.

Su Jue smiled, and said: "I'm not impulsive, a tenth is not qualified to make me impulsive."

The voice wasn't loud but it wasn't low either. Song Chaoyang stopped in front of him and saw murderous intent in his eyes.

"Boy, I will make you die miserably."

After the words fell, Song Chaoyang's speed was a little faster, and he arrived at the teleportation square at the foot of the mountain in no time.

The teleportation square can enter any place outside the spire star, and there is a fighting space in it.

With a flash of light, Su Jue and Song Chaoyang disappeared into the teleportation array almost at the same time, and then the teleportation array continued to flash white light, both Song Zhaoyang's cousin and the onlookers followed.

No one will miss such excitement.

The battle space was filled with blood, and there were countless arenas floating above the void, but they were divided into nine floors overall, and Su Jue's position belonged to the three-tier arena.

"How to start?" Su Jue asked Xiao Luo.

Seeing that the matter had reached the point of no return, Xiao Luo said, "Just find a random arena and press the mark on it."

Su Jue nodded, turned his gaze to the closest ring, then flew to the ring and pressed his hand.

The floating platform shook for a while, and the next moment Song Chaoyang also went to the ring and pressed his handprint like Su Jue.

"The two of you have pressed the mark. From now on, only one of you can leave the ring alive. The one who lives is the winner. He will accept all the powers of ghosts and gods from the dead, as well as the maids and divine guards. Now the battle begins. !"

A ruthless voice sounded from above the arena, and the next moment, the huge arena with a radius of ten miles was surrounded by a bloody light.

is closed.

Soon hundreds of spectators gathered outside the light, and some even came down from the fourth floor to watch.

Although the fighting world is very large, few people come here to fight to the death. After all, no one would choose to come to such an arena until the hatred cannot be adjusted.

As long as you go to the ring and press the mark, only one person can leave.

"Newcomer, this is the stupidest decision in your life, and it's also the last time you make a decision. Say your last words now." Song Zhaoyang looked at Su Jue with a sneer and said.

Su Jue glanced at Song Chaoyang, and then began to look at the fighting space. To him, the fighting space was much more interesting than Song Chaoyang.

"Newcomer, I'm talking to you." Song Chaoyang said indifferently.

Su Jue smiled, looked at Xiao Luo and said, "Make me a cup of tea."

Make a cup of tea!
Everyone was dumbfounded, even Xiao Luo himself was dumbfounded.

"This...here?" Xiao Luo asked after a while.

"Of course, after the meeting is over, you can still drink it while it's hot. After two months of retreat, I really want to have a sip of green tea." Su Jue laughed.

Serve hot!
"Rookie, you are courting death!"

Song Zhaoyang was furious. At this moment, the maid was making tea and said to drink it while it was hot. This was nothing short of contempt, no, not contempt, but ignorance!

He was the tenth in the dignified ranking list and was ignored by a newcomer.

The scent of tea wafted up, and Xiao Luo set up the table in a daze and began to make tea.

"Okay, you can start now." When Xiao Luo had just finished making tea, Su Jue looked at Song Zhaoyang and smiled.

"Newcomer, I will make you regret coming to this world."

After the words were over, Song Zhaoyang began to emit blue smoke all over his body, and within a moment, two blue ice blades formed in his hands.

whoosh...

Song Zhaoyang disappeared in an instant, and a blue arc swept across Su Jue's body, causing Su Jue's body to split into two.

"This... I lost with one move..."

"Sure enough, even if the tea is still hot, he will lose."

"It turns out that this tea was brewed for Song Chaoyang to drink. I thought it was so powerful."

"No, look..."

At this moment, a person suddenly pointed up and said.

At this moment, Su Jue was standing above and looking at Song Chaoyang with a smile.

Song Chaoyang was startled, and looked back at the figure that had been cut in half by himself, and saw that the figure had turned into a flame man, no, not a flame man, but a magma man.

The incision quickly recondensed, and drops of magma dripped from the magma man.

"Infinite Incarnation Jue!"

With a thought, the magma man suddenly divided into three and rushed towards Song Chaoyang.

Song Chaoyang was caught off guard by his right hand, and the ice blade was instantly melted. When he looked down, he realized that it was blue flames that melted his arm.

"Lan Ming is really hot!"

Feeling tense, Song Zhaoyang didn't dare to be careless anymore, and various methods emerged one after another.

Su Jue smiled, and had to say that Song Chaoyang did have some tricks, at least he was as accomplished in the rules of ice as he was in the rules of fire.

If there is no Infinite Incarnation Art, he may have to spend a little effort to kill it, but it is not necessary now.

"Bang bang bang..."

The magma men kept attacking Song Chaoyang like a horn. Song Zhaoyang originally wanted to deal with the three magma men cleanly, but later found out that no matter how hard he tried, the magma men couldn't be killed.

It's not that it can't be killed, but that it's not life at all.

Not life, how come death.

"Looks like it won't work without the trump card." Song Zhaoyang's expression froze. His trump card was reserved for the ninth challenge, and now he was forced to use it in advance.

(End of this chapter)