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Chapter 409 The trump card is out(2/2)

But Hei Ya's strength should be higher than that of He Peng, and He Peng had a fierce battle ahead of him, so he definitely had no chance of winning!

As a result, the ace of the Purple Scale Clan was directly eliminated!

"He is actually a genius in other interfaces!"

The top brass of the Purple Scale Clan looked solemn.

He Peng on the competition stage also felt a pressure.

If he had known this, he should have taken a break just now. After the others consumed Black Fang, he would have a chance to win!

"The contest begins!"

The referee announced.

The corner of Hei Ya's mouth raised, and a dark sharp sword appeared in his hand, piercing out a quiet and cold sword light, giving people a sense of fatal crisis, and struck at He Peng's vitals!

Tee Peng!

He Peng waved his claws, shattering Black Fang's attack, and took a step back.

Before he could react, Hei Ya's next blow came instantly!

Fierce! Vicious! Swift!

laugh!

He Peng's shoulder was scratched with a wound, and he suddenly felt that the blood essence was running slowly, and his arms were even a little inflexible!

"His attack contains poison!"

He Peng was shocked.

Injured, toxins invaded, and his condition continued to decline!

After a dozen moves.

He Peng had several injuries on his body, and if he continued, his life might even be in danger.

Thinking of the cruel qualifications for a martial arts competition, He Peng was very reluctant and said with some fear: "I admit..."

But before he finished speaking, Hei Ya's sword skills suddenly became even faster. A black light flashed in front of He Peng's eyes, and he felt pain in his arm.

When I looked down, I saw that my arm had fallen to the ground!

"I give up, I give up!"

He Peng shouted in horror, there was even a trace of water stains in the corners of his eyes.

"So strong, worthy of being Black Tooth!"

The scene was filled with cheers, and the senior officials of the Qiuhu Clan were all smiling.

The senior officials of the Purple Scale Clan all had serious faces.

Their ace, He Peng, was defeated so easily!

What's next? Who is Haiya's opponent?

If Heiya is willing to accept the wheel battle, the next four players from the Purple Scale clan may be able to defeat him.

Even so, there are still three contestants from the Qiuhu clan!

Defeated! Completely defeated!

The senior officials of the Purple Scale Clan racked their brains but could not think of a way to win! In the face of strong strength, plotting and arranging troops was meaningless.

Suddenly, Zishan spoke: "Father, Luo Tian requested to go to war. He is confident that he can win victory for our clan!"

The senior officials of the Purple Scale Clan were stunned, looking at Zishan, and then staring at Luo Tian with doubts on their faces!

"Um?"

Luo Tian was stunned and said nothing.

This Zishan will really make trouble for him, and he will try to trick him in any way he can!

At this point, Luo Tian came out: "I'll be next!"

The senior officials of the Purple Scale Clan were even more surprised.

Luo Tian actually didn't deny it!

Is there something wrong with this kid's head? Or is there something wrong with his brain?

"Hahaha, the Purple Scale Clan knew they couldn't win, so they specially invited an actor to make everyone laugh?"

A senior member of the Qiuhu clan teased Luo Tian, ​​laughing and taunting him.

There was laughter all around!

Even He Peng was easily defeated. He was only at the first level of Earth Yuan Realm. He threatened to win victory for the Purple Scale Clan. It was a big joke!

in a crowd of jeers.

Luo Tianfei landed on the competition stage.

But Hei Ya looked bored, glanced at Luo Tian with disdain, and walked off the stage.

After a battle, you can choose to rest or continue fighting.

"Next, there will be no one in the Purple Scale Clan who is worthy of my action." Hei Ya said to the senior officials of the Qiu Fox Clan.

The senior officials of the Qiuhu Clan were not dissatisfied at all.

A burly young man shouted: "Little rookie, let me teach you how to behave!"

Whoosh!

Then, he jumped up from among the Qiuhu clan members and flew to the competition stage!

This burly young man is the least powerful among the five contestants from the Qiuhu tribe, and is at the second level of the Earth Yuan Realm.

He originally thought that he was just here to show off the talent within the clan.

Unexpectedly, the Purple Scale Clan sent out such a weak human warrior, so he naturally wanted to rush to the stage and steal the show!

"Teach me how to behave?"

Luo Tian raised his eyes slightly and looked coldly at the burly young man who fell from the sky!

Whoosh!

The afterimage flashed, a whirlwind stirred up, Luo Tian's figure rushed into the sky, and suddenly came to the side of the burly young man.

"What? So fast...ah!"

The burly young man was shocked. Before he finished speaking or had time to react, Luo Tian kicked him in the waist.

Plop! Plop!
Chapter completed!
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