Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The ten souls of the Flame Hell Fighters stood blankly in the arena, watching their physical bodies disintegrate, but their souls were not harmed at all, and they were all stunned.

What kind of strength is this? What kind of control?

At this moment, the whole place fell silent, and countless people stared at this scene in disbelief.

"This, this... what just happened? I didn't see it clearly!"

"The sword energy, there was a terrifying sword energy just now!"

"Killing the top ten five-marked fighters with one move in one move. This strength...Brother Li, can you do it?" A god asked the Flame Hell Grandmaster next to him.

The man looked solemnly, looked deeply at Xiang Chen, shook his head and said: "I can't do it, at least with one move, I can't do it!"

"Then he...couldn't he have become the King of Fire Hell?" The person who asked the question said in disbelief: "But he has only been here for more than ten years...is there anyone with such a monstrous understanding?"

Xiang Chen looked at the ten souls and said indifferently: "Step back."

The ten people's faces turned red and they quickly saluted Xiang Chen respectfully and whispered: "Thank you for not killing me, sir."

The ten souls left in despair and exited the arena space.

Xiang Chen looked at the dull Long Moxibustion and said, "Can I advance now?"

Long Moxibustion said quickly: "Yes, yes, you can directly advance to the Sixth Mark Fighter."

"Okay, let's go out and the top ten fighters in the six lines of the arena will defeat me, and the Qilin Divine Fruit will be doubled as a reward!"

Xiang Chen said coldly.

Among the crowd in the arena, ten people immediately flew out, and several of them were actually from the Qilin Palace.

These ten people looked at Xiang Chen with extremely solemn expressions. Among them, several people from Qilin Palace looked at each other, and one member said bitterly: "Sir, we know what you are capable of, can we admit defeat?"

"No!" Xiang Chen said: "Use all your strength. As long as you can defeat me, these Kirin fruits will be yours."

"Yes." Those people sighed, knowing that they couldn't get it because it was impossible to defeat the opponent.

However, the ten people did not hold back, their eyes met, and together they unleashed their strongest magical powers, or came to kill them with magic weapons.

Xiang Chen struck out with his palm again, and the terrifying sword energy condensed into a line of sword light. The speed was extremely fast. Ten people were exploded as soon as they took out their magical powers. The line of sword light cut through the bodies of ten people, and their heads were instantly destroyed. Flying up, the soul retreated in shock.

Another move!

Long Moxibustion hurriedly said loudly this time: "Master Xiang Chen wins and is promoted to the Seven Marks Fighter!"

The entire audience was shocked. The Six Patterns Fighter, who was already considered a master in the Flame Prison, was killed instantly with just one move. At this time, people had to accept the fact that Xiang Chen might have become the King of the Flame Prison.

"Come up the top ten Seven Pattern Fighters!"

Xiang Chen said expressionlessly, and he was already unparalleled in the eyes of everyone.

The top ten Seven-Pattern Fighters gritted their teeth and came forward.

"The rules are the same, if you defeat me, you will get three times the Kirin Fruit!"

Xiang Chen said indifferently with his hands behind his back.

None of the ten people were talking nonsense, their magical powers exploded, their divine energy and mana rolled in, and they took action!

These ten people are basically strong men at the eighth or ninth level of the realm of gods.

As a result, Xiang Chen stepped into the void, and the laws of Holy Hell spread, turning into Holy Fire Purgatory and instantly enveloped ten people.

The ten people let out a burst of miserable howls, and the irresistible terrifying flames instantly enveloped their bodies. Their bodies quickly turned into ashes, and when they burned to their souls, the flames immediately dissipated.

Ten people were defeated with the same move!

Silence, the whole place was silent, many people were sweating on their foreheads, and many people were looking at Xiang Chen with fanatical reverence.

It's so powerful, this King of Fire Hell is absolutely powerful!

"Lord Xiang Chen wins and is promoted to the Eighth Pattern Junior Master Fighter!"

"The eight little grandmasters ranked in the top ten come up, the rules are the same as above." Xiang Chen continued to fight.

The ten little masters who were selected came on stage.

"Xiang, Lord Xiang Chen doesn't want to directly reach the level of the King of Fire Hell, right?"

"It's too strong. Every time, the ten strongest ones are picked out. Back then, City Lord Jiang Wushang didn't even dare to do this."

With a loud noise that shook the sky, the nine-headed fire unicorn exploded on the bodies of the ten Flame Prison young masters, and the ten people were defeated miserably.

"Master Xiang Chen's strength is definitely not that of an ordinary Flame Hell King."

"With this strength, I believe that he ranks among the top four among the Flame Hell Kings!"

Another disastrous defeat for ten people, and ten Little Grandmasters from the Flame Hell, who can be considered strong figures. There are 600,000 people in the Flame Hell Arena in the 12th District, and the Little Grandmasters are only a thousand. They can kill ten Little Grandmasters in one blow. This The strength made everyone in the audience excited.

"Lord Xiang Chen, Lord Xiang Chen!"

Many people have begun to shout Xiang Chen's name, forgetting the fear of regional war.

In this world, you still have to rely on strength to prove that you are the most reliable.

Even if you have a eloquent tongue, you can't compete with the simplicity of invincibility.

"Top ten Grandmasters, come up!"

Xiang Chen continued to fight.

The atmosphere in the audience reached its peak, with countless people shouting Xiang Chen's name.

Challenging ten Grand Masters of Flame Hell at once, they had never heard of such a fierce performance.

Jiang Wushang may have this strength now, but he never did this when he was promoted to the King of Fire Hell.

Wang Yan and Wang Hai gave a wry smile and flew into the arena space.

The two of them were among them.

There were eight more Flame Hell Grand Masters who flew up together. In the twelfth area, there were no more than a hundred Flame Hell Grand Masters. All of them were almost as powerful as ordinary divine kings, and they were powerful men of Ye Chun's level.

Xiang Chen looked at the ten people and said, "The same is true for your ten rules."

"Lord Xiang Chen, we admit that you have the strength of the Flame Hell King, but even Jiang Wushang did not dare to challenge the ten grand masters like this back then." A grand master said awkwardly.

It would be so embarrassing if they also lost. They are usually human-level figures.

Xiang Chen said indifferently: "If I lose, it's my business. You can take action. If you win, you will get a hundred Kirin fruits each!"

The ten people looked at each other and nodded. The treasure was so touching that no one hesitated. It would be even more embarrassing to retreat without a fight.

"excuse me."

"kill!"

The ten Grand Masters of Flame Prison erupted, and their power was more than twice as powerful as the previous Little Masters. If they were placed anywhere outside, they could be called the best among their peers.

The magical power of the ten people was astonishing and huge, comparable to the action of ten ancient divine kings from the first level of heaven. The entire arena space had a tendency to crack.

And Xiang Chen already has an extra knife in his hand!

Dragon Palace Demon Sword!

Xiang Chen swung his sword, and the space seemed to freeze, at least that's how everyone felt.

"It's this move again! Instant youth!" Wang Yan's eyes were hot.

With one move of the knife, the world was shocked! The sword seemed to be frozen, but the sword light had already struck the bodies of ten people.

The bodies of the ten people solidified in this knife, and then smooth cracks appeared on the bodies. With a pop, the bodies of the ten people were turned into pieces!

Ten great masters, defeated!