Chapter 1922 Tu Lun!

At the same time.

Zerg!

In a huge wormhole.

"Damn it! The life essence blood card of old monster Keyou was broken!"

An old man was full of disbelief.

He really couldn't believe that the old monster Keyou, who had just come out of retreat, would die in such a short time!

The loss of the Zerg to a master of the universe is not a small loss, especially in today's troubled times, it's even worse!

Mo Yu Sect?

Impossible!

Ning Tianlin? Even more impossible!

He was far away in the black market and couldn't predict it in advance. What's more, the old man didn't think Ning Tianlin would help him with the Mo Yu Sect.

Could it be...!

Hiss!

The old man trembled all over, and he thought of a possibility!

"Pass the order down, thoroughly investigate the cause of Keyou's death!"

"Swish!"

Leaving a grim command, the old man suddenly turned around and tore open the space and disappeared.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. There was one thing he had to confirm!

He knew how the Mo Yu Sect was founded!

Not only that, the divine beast Qiongqi, the leader of the Mo Yu Sect, was his "old acquaintance"!

Crackling!

When he left, the first thunderbolt struck!

A moment later.

The human race, the Qin family.

"Go home, I found it!"

"Five, on the planet where the Mo Yu Sect is located, five universe masters were born at once!"

A guard knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, his heart was extremely shocked!

Five universe masters were born in one day!

What is this concept?

For billions of years, this has never happened in the universe!

"Five?!"

Hearing this, the head of the Qin family collapsed on the chair.

From the energy fluctuations just now, he could conclude that someone had broken through to the master of the universe, but he never thought that it would be five!

Is the threshold for the master of the universe so low now?

Just a breakthrough, five!

Even giving birth to five children is not so simple and pleasant!

"Check! Who are they?"

The head of the Qin family frowned, his face full of disbelief.

He must find out the details of these five people.

Whether they are enemies or friends is too important.

However, he also knew that there was almost no possibility of friends. In his Qin family, there was no sign of even one person breaking through in the short term, let alone five.

Enemies?

Then they must be killed in time!

The cake of the universe is only so big in total. The growth of the enemy indicates that their Qin family will be weak, which is not what he wants to see!

If they are independent cultivators, it would be even better. No matter how much it costs, he will win them over!

"Thunder Tribulation!"

"Hmph!"

"You should survive the thunder tribulation first!"

The head of the Qin family had a gloomy face. Whether these five newly promoted masters of the universe can survive is still an unknown!

...

Not only their Qin family, but also the machine clan, the wood clan, the beast clan, etc., have sent spies to the planet where the Mo Yu Sect is located.

However, they are all stationed far away outside and dare not go deep.

The thunder tribulation of the Lord of the Universe, they will die if they touch it!

At the same time.

Ning Tianlin and others in the Nine-Turn Samsara Tower are unaware of the situation outside.

Here, everyone is busy and nervous.

Ning Tianlin has drawn a vast area here, called the "Death Zone"!

In the eyes of the people in the Black Palace, there are three places here that are extremely brutal.

First: The Black Palace Training Camp!

This is the birthplace of ruthless people. They are divided into many teams according to the level of warriors, and each team has a thousand warriors.

Those who enter here at the same time will fight each other and grow bloodily. In the end, only one person can survive!

And among the thousand people, the last one who can survive is the most powerful and brutal guy in this group.

No rest, only fighting!

After gathering a thousand people again, they will enter the next round of death elimination!

Second: The Black Palace Life and Death Arena!

Select the brutal and bloodthirsty ones from them, enter here, and fight a bloody fight!

Here, there is only fighting, either growing in the battle or dying in the battle!

The most primitive and brutal method is adopted, there are no rules at all, you can use any means, as long as you win!

Every opponent is required to have experienced hundreds of battles, chopping and killing the same level, turning his hand!

Third: Black Palace Arena!

Cultivate the existence of one against ten, one to kill a hundred.

Every gladiator is either killed by ten people or killed by ten people.

Or, it is to kill ten people with one's own strength, kill a hundred people with a knife, and become the real king of gladiators!

It can be said that the three rules customized by Ning Tianlin make every member here a crazy and ruthless person who has been baptized and grown in extreme blood!

Gongfa and elixir are at your fingertips, but the premise is that you must fight, born for fighting, and come for killing!

At this moment, Ning Tianlin is sitting quietly in the room above the arena, with a large floor-to-ceiling glass in front of him, and the scenery below is unobstructed.

"Tu Lun!"

"Sang Ming!"...

The warriors around the stands were all flushed with excitement.

This was the ultimate showdown between ruthless people!

Clap, clap, clap!

The supporters of the two slapped their palms frantically.

The sound was uniform.

Deafening.

Their names were louder and louder.

This battle is destined to be extremely bloody and tragic!

Both of them are outstanding people who have emerged from the fight of hundreds of people, and each of them has blood on his hands.

"Continue!"

As a cold voice fell.

Swish!

Swish!

The energy in Tu Lun and Sang Ming's bodies was mobilized frantically!

A murderous intent flashed in Sang Ming's eyes.

"Tu Lun, win and live, lose and die!"

As the voice fell, he rushed towards the opponent like a fly fighting a rabbit.

"Die!"

Boom!

Crazy energy surged on his iron fist.

He wanted to smash Tu Lun into a meat paste with one punch!

Seeing this scene, Tu Lun's supporters changed their faces.

Only Tu Lun laughed so cruelly.

"Come on!"

As the voice fell, Tu Lun swung his iron fist and went straight up.

Bang!

In an instant, the two iron fists collided with each other.

Crack!

The sound of bone cracking resounded.

Simple and rough, fist to fist!

Seeing this scene, Tu Lun's supporters were extremely worried.

Cross-level battle!

Tu Lun is the fifth stage of Xinghuang!

And Sang Ming is the eighth stage of Xinghuang, only one stage away from the peak!

All the low-level strong men almost mainly dodge, and finally seize the opportunity to counterattack and succeed in one fell swoop!

They thought of all kinds of possibilities, but no one thought that Tu Lun would go head-to-head right from the start!

This... is simply impossible!

Even if Tu Lun is the strongest and most ruthless person in the same level, so what? Sang Ming is also the strongest and most ruthless person in the same level!

At this moment, everyone saw that Tu Lun actually fought fist to fist, and all their faces changed.

"Arrogant, idiot!"

Sang Ming's supporters, each with a thick grin on their lips.

Obviously there is a difference of three small stages, especially, the opponent is a fighting monster with a horizontal training body.

Tu Lun dared to confront head-on, if this is not an idiot, what is it?

Crack!

When they heard the sound of the bone breaking, all the supporters of Sang Ming had a grim smile on their faces.

It seemed that they had expected it.

It's over!

The supporters of Tu Lun looked ashen.

They could not imagine that Tu Lun, who they thought had the most potential, had his arm crippled in the first move.

This was simply unacceptable to them.

At least, dodge and detour, find flaws, and use the strongest killer move!

Thump, thump, thump!

While everyone was thinking about their own things, the two people on the stage separated instantly.

Sang Ming took a step back.

Tu Lun stared and retreated four or five steps!

Sure enough!

When everyone saw the scene on the platform clearly, they were both happy and sad.

They saw that Sang Ming was standing there, unharmed.

And Tu Lun, his iron fist, fell down softly.

One by one, the white finger bones pierced the skin and appeared outside.

The white was dazzling, although it was an iron fist, it was broken alive!

Ning Tianlin on the stands was neither happy nor sad.

Drops of cold sweat appeared on Tu Lun's forehead.

But he was not afraid, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness!

He did it!

If Sang Ming couldn't kill with one strike at full strength, he still had a chance!

"Damn it!"

The face of Sang Ming on the opposite side was not complacent with the upper hand, but a little solemn.

Just now, his invincible punch was enough to destroy Tu Lun's fighting power, but he failed.

Shame!

This is a blasphemy against his strength!

"Tu Lun, I really underestimated you!"

At that moment, Sang Ming was angry and his figure flashed. He kicked Tu Lun with a whip kick.

Huh!

The entire space on the battle platform seemed to be kicked to pieces. The violent power set off a hurricane on the platform!

However, everyone was shocked to see that Tu Lun did not dodge or attack in the face of this killing move!

This...

Everyone was stunned!

They could not understand why Tu Lun, who had already lost, suddenly had a short circuit in his brain at this critical moment.

Isn't this courting death?

"Quickly dodge!"

Tu Lun's supporters screamed at him crazily.

However, Tu Lun remained unmoved and just stood quietly.

"Tsk tsk, courting death!"

Sang Ming was so ecstatic that the force of his whip kick became more and more violent!

Huh!

In a blink of an eye, the whip kick was only one meter away from Tu Lun's head.

It's almost there!

It only takes one hundredth of a second to kick Tu Lun's head.

Wow!

All Tu Lun's supporters looked ashen.

However, at this moment!

Tu Lun moved!

He stepped back and blocked with one arm!

No dodge, another head-on collision!

Boom!

A muffled sound rang out, and Tu Lun's arm was broken, blood burst out, and the white bones were exposed!

"Die!"

Tu Lun endured the severe pain, and a cruel smile of success flashed across his mouth.

His chance has come!

Swish!

Tu Lun used his back foot to retreat instead of advancing, and rose from the ground like a ghost!

What?

The sneer in Sang Ming's eyes became even stronger. In his eyes, Tu Lun's move was tantamount to a moth flying into a flame, and he would destroy himself!

Idiot!

His two arms were disabled, but he didn't want to dodge and escape, but wanted to fight again?

Why fight? What qualifications do he have!

However, he was so overwhelmed by the idea of ​​winning that he didn't notice Tu Lun's actions.

Hula!

On Tu Lun's other drooping arm, the originally bloody palm suddenly condensed a bone spur with a cold light.

Forging bones into tools and using bones as spurs was almost completed in an instant.

This change was too fast!

It was so fast that it was unbelievable that there would be such a cruel person who could forcibly condense bones into spurs. How much endurance would it take to do it?

Wow!

Sang Ming condensed his palm into a fist and hit Tu Lun's broken arm. He was confident that with this blow, the latter's arm would be completely broken!

"Hiss! Not good!"

Sang Ming's face suddenly changed, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He suddenly realized that it was not a broken arm at all, but a bone spur!

However, it was too late!

In the flash of lightning, the flashing bone spur had already reached the center of his eyebrows!

There was no escape!

Crack!

A wisp of blood mist splashed.

Sang Ming's fist was directly pierced by the bone spur!

This is not all. The bone spur is extremely sharp and the trend is not slowing down.

Tu Lun spun in the air, twisted the bone spur, and pierced into the center of Sang Ming's forehead fiercely!

Swish!

Another crisp cracking sound rang out.

In the horrified sight of everyone, Sang Ming's forehead bone was instantly broken.

That inconspicuous bone spur was like a killing weapon in Tu Lun's hand, indestructible.

"Ah!"

Sang Ming let out a shrill scream, and the whole person flew backwards and fell heavily on the platform.

Boom!

Tu Lun, who had used all his strength, was almost exhausted. After landing, he knelt on one knee, relying only on the bone spur on his right hand to hold on.

Crash!

The cold sweat oozing from his forehead dripped down to his body in pieces.

Pain!

He endured the piercing pain in his arm, gritted his teeth, and stood up.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

At this moment, it was his best chance to kill Sang Ming. He couldn't fall down. He had to keep fighting!

One step!

Three steps!

Tu Lun dragged his right arm, like a ferocious hungry wolf, and walked towards Sang Ming step by step.

He raised his right arm again, and the bone spur stabbed down fiercely.

"Damn it!"

Sang Ming wanted to dodge, but he couldn't!

The opponent's attack just now was too tricky and cruel. It hit the vital point directly. He was lucky not to die.

Swish!

In his horrified eyes, the bone spur that made his heart tremble hit his chest fiercely.

Another serious injury to a vital point!

"Ah!"

Sang Ming lay on the ground, screaming and roaring!

Shocking!

The scene in front of them shocked everyone beyond words.

No one could have thought that Tu Lun would choose to fight Sang Ming, who was three levels higher than him, in this way.

Who is harder! Who is more cruel!

One stab in the forehead, two stabs in the chest!

Two moves!

No fancy moves, every move hits the target, tricky and ruthless!

With just two moves, Sang Ming, who had the upper hand as soon as he appeared, was beaten into a miserable, wailing dead dog.

The warriors around the entire stand were suppressed to the extreme at this moment.

However, Tu Lun had not given up yet!

Sang Ming's screams stopped abruptly, and he lay on his back on the ground, trembling.

Because Tu Lun's bone spurs had already hit his neck at some point!

Just one blow would kill him!

"No!"

Sang Ming was terrified and unwilling. He was afraid that the opponent's right arm would pierce his neck!

This frightened him to the extreme.

He was a ruthless man, but the opponent was more fierce than him, like the essential difference between a wolf and a dog!

"Tu Lun, I... I lost, I admit defeat, take your hand away, take it away!"

The sense of crisis of death made Sang Ming's hair all over his body.

Just hearing this, Tu Lun's mouth showed a cruel and grim smile.