Chapter: 2368
"It's better to be careful, this kid's strength cannot be judged by his superficial cultivation, and the immortal artifact is very powerful, but at the moment, this kid doesn't dare to take out that thing, everything will proceed according to the original plan."
Qingyu'an's faint sound transmission was full of confidence.
Qinglongzi nodded, but he paid more attention to Wen Zhuo in his heart.
The deaths of Zheng Tang and Wu Lan completely established Zhuo Wen's reputation as a ruthless person, and Zhuo Wen also successfully won the 91st victory.
For the remaining three victories, Zhuo Wen's opponents were basically discouraged, even before Cao Rong started, he yelled and abstained.
Zheng Tang's death left a shadow on everyone, and they were afraid that if they said it too late, they would lead to murder.
In the ninety-fifth game, Zhuo Wen met the casual cultivator Yang Yan. To Zhuo Wen's surprise, Yang Yan did not abstain directly because of the deaths of Zheng Tang and Wu Lan, but was full of fighting spirit.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Standing opposite the ring, Zhuo Wen asked with some amusement.
But Yang Yan shook his head and said: "Since you are on the road of martial arts, you must have the desire to die. If you are afraid of death, how can you continue on the road of martial arts?"
"Want to die?"
Zhuo Wen was startled, but immediately laughed out loud. There is no doubt that Yang Yan, a casual cultivator, is very interesting.
And the heart of martial arts is extremely firm, no wonder this Yang Yan was able to cultivate to the level of an invincible emperor as a casual cultivator.
"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance later." Zhuo Wen said flatly.
Undoubtedly, Zhuo Wen's words were very arrogant, but Yang Yan didn't feel it, and even felt that Zhuo Wen's words were a chance for him, a chance for him to make a move.
So far, no one has allowed the young man in front of him to survive more than one move.
Even Wu Lan and Zheng Tang, who are also invincible emperors, can't do it, and Yang Yan is just an invincible emperor. Zhuo Wen can let him make the first move, which is already the greatest opportunity for him.
"Then you have to be careful."
Yang Yan took a deep breath, and the breath of law swept out from him.
Zhuo Wen showed a hint of interest. In the previous battle, Yang Yan had never used his own law power, so he didn't know what kind of law the latter had comprehended.
"hell!"
Yang Yan spat lightly, and the entire arena fell into a tremor, and then a jet of black mist enveloped it all.
"This is��"
Looking at the tragic scenes that emerged around him, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise.
These scenes are extremely tragic, including tongue pulling, mountains of knives, sea of ??fire, stone pressing, frying pans...
All kinds of tortures are presented inside. If a person is not strong-willed, seeing such a tragic scene at first glance will inevitably make his legs weak and feel fear in his heart.
When these scenes gradually disappeared, Zhuo Wen found that there were countless mountains of knives in front of him, and there were countless blades under his feet.
"Knife Mountain Hell!"
A deep voice came to his ears, and then the blade under his feet began to surge, piercing through the soles of Zhuowen's feet and passing through his forehead.
A strong pain spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, even though Zhuo Wen knew it was an illusion, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"What law is this? The scene inside shows hell?" Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a strange look.
"It's an extremely special law called the law of hell. A warrior who can comprehend this kind of law needs a very strong will."
Xiao Hei's cautious voice sounded, and he continued: "Because a warrior who wants to comprehend this kind of law, the prerequisite is to experience all the tortures from the first floor to the eighteenth floor to be eligible."
Zhuo Wen's heart was moved, the eighteen levels of hell, one level after another, the torture became more and more brutal, even looking at it felt scalp numb, let alone going through it.
Although the torture formed by the laws of hell is an illusion, the pain is real.
"barren!"
However, Zhuo Wen was fearless. With his right hand, the law of desolation condensed and formed a black ball the size of a palm.
I saw his right hand pressing down hard on the ground, the aura of desolation spread, and the knife mountain hell was eroded by this desolation force, and all of them turned into nothingness.
Desolation, but all things can be desolate, whether they are living or dead, under the influence of desolation, they will become nothingness.
Zhuowen strolled in the courtyard, starting from the first level of hell, going down level by level, the law of barrenness was under his control, and everything was barren.
When the eighteenth floor was completely withered under the action of the law of desolation, the power of the law of hell lingering on the ring collapsed inch by inch like glass. JrNovels.com
Qingyu'an's faint sound transmission was full of confidence.
Qinglongzi nodded, but he paid more attention to Wen Zhuo in his heart.
The deaths of Zheng Tang and Wu Lan completely established Zhuo Wen's reputation as a ruthless person, and Zhuo Wen also successfully won the 91st victory.
For the remaining three victories, Zhuo Wen's opponents were basically discouraged, even before Cao Rong started, he yelled and abstained.
Zheng Tang's death left a shadow on everyone, and they were afraid that if they said it too late, they would lead to murder.
In the ninety-fifth game, Zhuo Wen met the casual cultivator Yang Yan. To Zhuo Wen's surprise, Yang Yan did not abstain directly because of the deaths of Zheng Tang and Wu Lan, but was full of fighting spirit.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Standing opposite the ring, Zhuo Wen asked with some amusement.
But Yang Yan shook his head and said: "Since you are on the road of martial arts, you must have the desire to die. If you are afraid of death, how can you continue on the road of martial arts?"
"Want to die?"
Zhuo Wen was startled, but immediately laughed out loud. There is no doubt that Yang Yan, a casual cultivator, is very interesting.
And the heart of martial arts is extremely firm, no wonder this Yang Yan was able to cultivate to the level of an invincible emperor as a casual cultivator.
"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance later." Zhuo Wen said flatly.
Undoubtedly, Zhuo Wen's words were very arrogant, but Yang Yan didn't feel it, and even felt that Zhuo Wen's words were a chance for him, a chance for him to make a move.
So far, no one has allowed the young man in front of him to survive more than one move.
Even Wu Lan and Zheng Tang, who are also invincible emperors, can't do it, and Yang Yan is just an invincible emperor. Zhuo Wen can let him make the first move, which is already the greatest opportunity for him.
"Then you have to be careful."
Yang Yan took a deep breath, and the breath of law swept out from him.
Zhuo Wen showed a hint of interest. In the previous battle, Yang Yan had never used his own law power, so he didn't know what kind of law the latter had comprehended.
"hell!"
Yang Yan spat lightly, and the entire arena fell into a tremor, and then a jet of black mist enveloped it all.
"This is��"
Looking at the tragic scenes that emerged around him, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise.
These scenes are extremely tragic, including tongue pulling, mountains of knives, sea of ??fire, stone pressing, frying pans...
All kinds of tortures are presented inside. If a person is not strong-willed, seeing such a tragic scene at first glance will inevitably make his legs weak and feel fear in his heart.
When these scenes gradually disappeared, Zhuo Wen found that there were countless mountains of knives in front of him, and there were countless blades under his feet.
"Knife Mountain Hell!"
A deep voice came to his ears, and then the blade under his feet began to surge, piercing through the soles of Zhuowen's feet and passing through his forehead.
A strong pain spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, even though Zhuo Wen knew it was an illusion, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"What law is this? The scene inside shows hell?" Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a strange look.
"It's an extremely special law called the law of hell. A warrior who can comprehend this kind of law needs a very strong will."
Xiao Hei's cautious voice sounded, and he continued: "Because a warrior who wants to comprehend this kind of law, the prerequisite is to experience all the tortures from the first floor to the eighteenth floor to be eligible."
Zhuo Wen's heart was moved, the eighteen levels of hell, one level after another, the torture became more and more brutal, even looking at it felt scalp numb, let alone going through it.
Although the torture formed by the laws of hell is an illusion, the pain is real.
"barren!"
However, Zhuo Wen was fearless. With his right hand, the law of desolation condensed and formed a black ball the size of a palm.
I saw his right hand pressing down hard on the ground, the aura of desolation spread, and the knife mountain hell was eroded by this desolation force, and all of them turned into nothingness.
Desolation, but all things can be desolate, whether they are living or dead, under the influence of desolation, they will become nothingness.
Zhuowen strolled in the courtyard, starting from the first level of hell, going down level by level, the law of barrenness was under his control, and everything was barren.
When the eighteenth floor was completely withered under the action of the law of desolation, the power of the law of hell lingering on the ring collapsed inch by inch like glass. JrNovels.com
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