Douluo: Demigod at the beginning, exposed by Qian Renxue

At this time, someone in the crowd added: "He is a frequent visitor to the Deathmatch Zone. It is said that he drinks human blood every day!"

"It's so terrifying, no wonder it's called the god of death! I feel cold all over just by looking at him."

At this time, Chu Fan was already standing on the field, calmly facing Sikong Wan, the dark god of death.

There were bursts of ridicule from the audience.

"Look, that kid is too scared to move."

"I'm sure, this kid can't survive three moves."

"Looking at his skinny arms and legs, I'm afraid I can't even stand it, let alone Sikong Wan, the god of death."

Sikong Wan, the god of death, seemed to be used to the audience's praise, looked at Chu Fan, and gave out a piercing smile: "Boy, your blood must be delicious to drink, if you meet me, you are doomed to stop here in this life! "

"I won't have mercy on you, because I'm here to kill you."

He didn't hide anything, and directly expressed the thoughts in his heart.

"Kill me? Let's see if you have the ability." Chu Fan said incredulously.

Chu Fan knew that this must have been sent by the young master of the Yang family to kill him.

And this is exactly what Chu Fan wanted.

As the host's words fell, the duel began.

Sikong Wan, the god of death, suddenly became strange, and his body suddenly dispersed, turning into a huge cloud of black air, rushing towards Chu Fan.

Billowing black air enveloped Chu Fan, as if he was a god of death, and a killing breath continuously rushed towards Chu Fan.

Chu Fan looked at Sikong Wan, the god of death, with extremely calm eyes.

At this time, Sikong Wan, the god of death, gathered together again, and a scythe of god of death appeared in his hand, cutting towards Chu Fan's neck.

That was his Martial Soul - Death Scythe.

Reaper?

Chu Fan couldn't help being surprised when he felt the endless death energy released from the scythe.

Unexpectedly, such an extreme martial soul was born in the wrong place.

If it were someone else, with this ultimate martial soul, he would definitely be able to leave a famous name on the Douluo Continent.

Martial souls come from parents, and this death sickle must be caused by the mutation of ordinary sickles.

At this time, the billowing death energy gathered and cut towards Chu Fan.

In an instant, the soul ring on Sikong Wan, the god of death, exploded, instantly elevating himself to a peak state, and all the soul power on his body was also used for defense.

Although there was a lot of disdain for Chu Fan in his heart, he still heard that Chu Fan alone solved the dead men sent by the young master.

He still has a good understanding of the strength of the dead soldiers of the Yang family.And Yang Meng, the young master of the Yang family, is not a master who can suffer.

If you are bullied, you will definitely send someone to get back the place, and you will never die.

From this point of view, this Chu Fan is definitely not as incompetent as he appears on the surface, and the necessary defense is also necessary.

Yellow yellow purple purple purple!

Immediately, the five spirit rings were exposed to everyone's sight.

The Death God's Scythe was so powerful that it struck Chu Fan directly.

At this moment, everyone was surprised.

Is this still a game?

This is a life-and-death battle, as soon as you come up, you will see a life-and-death battle!

"Chu Fan!" Everyone exclaimed.

At this time, Chu Fan's figure suddenly disappeared under the scythe, and what Sikong Wan slashed was only Chu Fan's afterimage.

The sickle in Sikong Wan's hand glowed with jet-black light, and billowing black energy gushed out continuously.

As he said that, at this moment, Sikong Wan, the god of death, raised his black sickle and cut it down towards Chu Fan.

Sikong Wan's Death God's Scythe fell at this time!

At that moment, Chu Fan stuck out his right hand.

Suddenly, Chu Fan punched out!

A seemingly simple punch, but with a rolling soul power.

The soul power surged out violently, and the endless force impacted on Sikong Wan, the god of death.

Bang!

I saw Sikong Wan, the god of death, flying straight out!

The body slammed into the edge of the fighting spirit field!

At this moment, everyone looked at the center of the Soul Arena in surprise. Chu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, intact, while Sikong Wan, the god of death, was hit by Chu Fan and fell limp on the edge of the Soul Arena.

bang——

A loud bang.

Sikong Wan, the god of death, was punched directly by Chu Fan, and he couldn't get up again.

Suddenly, the cheers of the audience stopped instantly, and everyone looked at Chu Fan in surprise.

The audience fell silent.

Chu Fan walked over slowly. At this moment, Sikong Wan, the god of death, was full of fear in his eyes.

As the god of death in the soul fighting arena, now he has become a fish on someone else's sword.

"Don't kill me, I admit defeat!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I will serve you as my master in the future, and you will be my master."

Sikong Wan said in horror, kneeling in front of Chu Fan.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now.

This is a little bit of color I gave you to the Yang family, to let you know what a real god of death is. "

Say it, Chu Fan hit him with a punch!

boom--

A loud bang.

Sikong Wan, the god of death, turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Since it is a life-and-death struggle, the outcome must be decided immediately, and life and death must be decided!

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the field.

After a while, the noise continued.

"The god of death, Sikong Wan, just disappeared like this?"

"My God, this Qinglian Sword Immortal is the real god of death."

In the first match, Chu Fan fought against the Soul King and won.

At this moment, in the stands, YangMeng was furious, "Since the god of death, Sikong Wan, can't kill you, then arrange for more powerful ones."

The second round then began.

At this time, a rough man walked in, his eyes were very melancholy, his hands were tied with iron chains and cables, his face was covered with scars one after another, which was shocking.

Strong muscles were exposed, and there were obvious tattoos on the muscles. His muscles were very rough, and he looked invulnerable.

"That is?"

"That's boxing champion Tai Yun!"

"Oh my god, why did you let him out, he... He once smashed a person into a living meat paste!"

"It's over, this kid is over! Although boxing champion Tai Yun is the soul king, he is much stronger than ordinary soul kings. Almost no soul king can withstand his punch!"

"And he will go berserk at any time, and his hands can only be bound with chains, otherwise no one may be able to lock him up!"

"It's over, it's over, how can we fight? I thought this kid could last a round or two, but now it seems that he is dead!"

Chapter 100 The Prestige of the Sword Immortal At this moment, billowing soul power began to gather in his hands, a berserk breath began to fill the entire venue, and billowing air waves rose from the soles of his feet.

"Fuck, let me come out just because of such a little bastard!"

"I can crush him to death with one punch, can you do something powerful!"

Boxing champion Tai Yun roared loudly, and the loud voice even set off a storm. He looked at Chu Fan with angry eyes, and then rubbed his hands.

At this time, the boxing champion Tai Yun became furious, and even the staff felt a chill, and left here quickly after unchaining, fearing being accidentally injured!

Chu Fan didn't look at him lightly and said, "Noisy!"

"Kid, die!"

At this time, boxing champion Tai Yun punched Chu Fan.

Chu Fan smiled faintly.

Also hit a punch!

Two fists against each other.

The hand of boxing champion Tai Yun was instantly blown up by Chu Fan and turned into blood mist.

Boxing champion Tai Yun couldn't believe it.

This Chu Fan's punch was heavier than his!

Chu Fan then punched him on the body, and he flew out immediately, dying unexpectedly.

one move!

Chu Fan killed Bobby in one move!

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, unable to believe everything in front of them.

How can this be?

Chu Fan was able to kill Situ Wan, the god of death. Although everyone was amazed, they were cultivated by the Yang family after all. A slightly weaker soul master, coupled with his killing smell all over his body, was not liked by the audience.

Being killed by Chu Fan, except those who lost money were unhappy, the rest of the audience was ecstatic.

But the boxing champion Taiyun is different. Not only is he strong, but he is also liked by the audience.

That kind of fist-to-body competition is very enjoyable and deeply loved by the audience.

They thought that Chu Fan would be smashed into meatloaf by the boxing champion Tai Yun, but the fact was just the opposite, the boxing champion Tai Yun was killed by Chu Fan in a single blow!

The host was instantly speechless after seeing this scene, he was so surprised, no, not surprised, but shocked!

He was so shocked that he couldn't think of what to say for a while?

At this moment, the audience fell silent, and the host also fell silent. Everyone held their breath and couldn't believe everything in front of them.

After a few minutes, the host finally came to his senses and said, "Our winner is Qinglian Sword Immortal—Chu Fan!"

At this moment, the audience erupted instantly, applause, shouts, and rolling sounds shocked the audience!

This is the power of the sword fairy!

Chu Fan has only killed one person so far. You must know that he has to kill ten people to be considered the end, so it is not too early to be happy now.

On the top floor, YangMeng showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect that the dead soldiers raised by his family would be dealt with so easily so easily.

He is very angry!

"Damn it, are they all a bunch of trash? There is no one who can fight. Send me an elite. I don't care what method you use, let me kill him!"

Next, the third person entered the arena, a soul king.

But the end was the same as that of Bobby, he was instantly killed by Chu Fan!

The soul ring was also absorbed by Chu Fan, the third, fourth, fifth...

None of the soul kings could last a second in Chu Fan's hands.