Leng Batian, the eldest disciple of Aoyue Sword Sect, has a strong cultivation level in the late stage of the Martial Saint, and is arrogant. He threatens to destroy the Fire God team on the Qinglong Battle Stage. He is extremely arrogant!

"Haha... These earth native teams who have never seen the world have met the elites of our Aoyue Sword Sect, the only result of the group destruction...haha..."

Several martial saints from the Aoyue Sword Sect laughed unscrupulously, and each of them looked down on the people on earth, believing that the natives on earth could not produce strong people.

"Where did the mad dog come from? The earthlings are natives and rustics? Then go back wherever you come from, don't be embarrassed on earth!"

Long Xiaoyu immediately fought back angrily.

What he was most angry about was that these secret realm powerhouses who looked down on the earthlings, and thought they had some inheritance, so they were the best of the earthlings.

Now that the Emperor Star has recovered, aren’t these secret forces flocking to the earth?

Look down on the natives on earth?

Only those born on Earth have special souls that can merge into the Earth's star soul and become the Lord of the Emperor's Star.

The disciples of these secret forces have only practiced for several years than those on earth. They have some inheritance and their talents are not necessarily better than those on earth. Why do they look noble?

"A group of semi-saints and natives who have just broken through the Martial Saint, on the battlefield, I will let you see the power of the true Martial Saint Powerful, and the price is your life!"

Leng Batian said coldly.

A powerful pressure was released, and everyone felt that Leng Batian had transformed into a cold and domineering killing sword.

Frugal and ruthless, treating sentient beings as straw dogs!

This is Leng Batian’s sword artistic conception!

"What a domineering pressure. Although Leng Batian is extremely arrogant, he is real and powerful!"

Li Chensha thought to himself.

Then a spirit with the artistic conception of destruction rushed out of his body and collided with Leng Batian's cold murderous intent. Even the air was filled with the aura of solemn destruction, and the air kept exploding!

"puff!"

Li Chensha dispelled Leng Batian's spirit!

"Hmph, I have some strength, on the battlefield, I hope you can live longer!"

Leng Batian snorted coldly.

Then he looked unkindly and swept over Chu Bingmeng, Mu Feng and Li Ziqi, and the martial saint of the Aoyue Sword Sect turned into sword lights and flew towards the Qinglong Battle Platform.

"Who is so arrogant? On the Qinglong Battle Stage, I want to beat these grandsons of the Aoyue Sword Sect to Chixiang!"

Sanpang said angrily, clenched his fists.

However, Li Chensha has always remained calm. Although Leng Batian is arrogant, he is a powerful opponent.

The Vulcan Team encountered Leng Batian in the late stage of the Martial Saint in the first game of the defending battle. You can't be careless at all!

"Sister Li Ziqi, the battle will be very dangerous later. You should not go on stage!"

Li Chensha said to Li Ziqi.

The six people of the Aoyue Sword Sect are all powerful sword cultivators who are attacking amazingly. Li Ziqi is not a saint in her body and may be killed directly by them. Therefore, Li Chensha does not intend to let her appear in this battle.

"But……"

Li Ziqi is very smart and understands that at this high-standard martial arts conference, she is not strong enough, and she is afraid of dragging the Vulcan team down.

"But if I don't go to the battlefield, the Vulcan team will suffer a lot. I have a strong mental power. If I can use mental attacks on the battlefield, it will be helpful to the team!"

Li Ziqi was unwilling to accept that there were at most a few people on the team battles of the martial arts conference, and one less would be a loss.

"It's okay, the one who can see this Aoyue Sword Sect is Leng Batian, and the rest of the martial saints are just native chickens and tiles!"

Li Chensha Road.

Are there few powerful martial saints he killed?

Except Leng Batian, the other martial saints were not seen by him.

"Vulcan God, how about I join the Vulcan War Team, fighting side by side with you?"

At this time, a shadow passed by, and a young man with a somewhat cold face stood in front of everyone.

"Assassin's evil shadow?"

Li Chensha looked at the young man in front of him and was the evil shadow of the assassin on the ninth list of Military Gods!

"The Vulcan Team needs a powerful assassin. If you don't mind, I want to join the Vulcan Team! And in this team battle with the Aoyue Sword Sect, I, Xieying, will definitely take down a few heads as a letter of fame!"

The evil shadow smiled evilly.

He looks cold but is a person who values ​​friendship.

When he was in the insect nest, Li Chensha saved his life. Although he didn't say anything, he kept this kindness in his heart.

Moreover, he had no power organization and could not gain control of the level city through this team battle, so he decided to join the Vulcan team.

Li Ziqi withdrew from the battle and just gave him a chance to join.

"There is no need to be a letter of fame. The opponent has six sword cultivators and martial saints. Just don't die during the battle!"

Li Chensha looked at Xie Ying and said, this young man with a cold appearance was the number one assassin of the Chinese military, and he performed well in the battle with the Zerg and made great contributions!

Li Chensha has a good impression of Xie Ying.

"Tsk, I look down on me. I am also the strongest assassin, and a martial saint head is guaranteed!"

The evil shadow smiled evilly, understanding that the Fire God agreed to join the team.

"Do your best during the battle for a while and explode your strength from the beginning. Don't give the people of the Aoyue Sword Sect a glimmer of chance!"

Li Chensha said.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he still uses all his strength, let alone faces the six powerful martial saints.

The Fire God Team has never fought against the Martial Saint together, and Leng Batian has a very strong cultivation level, so he dare not be careless.

"Don't worry, boss, none of us are weak. In a short while, let these grandsons of the Aoyue Sword Sect see the power of our Chinese people on Earth!"

Long Xiaoyu said.

It can inspire the bloodline power of the Dragon Clan and the Emperor Xuanyuan Clan, making him full of confidence.

"The people of the Aoyue Sword Sect are good at using swords and attacking extremely high, Bing Meng and Mu Feng, be careful not to let them get close to you!"

Li Chensha instructed Chu Bingmeng and Mu Fengdao.

"Don't worry, we have obtained a powerful inheritance from the Ice Clan and the Wind Clan, but it's not weak at all!"

Chu Bingmeng and Mu Feng smiled and were not worried about their performance.

"Okay, then let's go to the Qinglong Battle Stage!"

Li Chensha said.

Then he flashed and jumped onto the Qinglong Battle Platform.

I saw that the interior of the Qinglong Battle Platform had become a space, which was tens of thousands of meters wide. The ground was covered with a kind of green stone. A huge rune green dragon that was tens of thousands of meters long coiled over the entire battle platform, scattering waves of dragon power!

"What a Qinglong Battle Platform, it's a good place to fight!"

Li Chensha thought to himself, feeling the extraordinaryness of the Qinglong Battle Platform, with the rune Qinglong there, no matter how you fight, you don’t have to worry about causing huge damage!

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Long Xiaoyu, Sanpang, Xieying, Chu Bingmeng and Mu Feng of the Fire God Team turned into afterimages and jumped onto the Qinglong Battle Platform.

Members of the Fire God Team and the six martial saints of Shushan Aoyue Sword Sect stood on the Qinglong Battle Platform hundreds of meters apart, facing each other, and the battle was about to reach the point!
Chapter completed!