Chapter Six Hundred and Fiftieth Battle Platform

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A sigh of relief came out.

Those who watched the battle widened their eyes and showed horror.

They were not scared to death by more than 100 people. In the rioting Xinghai, people died all the time. It was normal. They were shocked by the strength of Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing.

One, kill a peak king with one move.

One, he killed hundreds of masters with a wave of his hand, and among them, there were many Dacheng kings of Wuwang Jiuzhong, and they were all killed in an instant.

The strength of the two is astonishing.

Those who still coveted Xie Nianqing's beauty at the beginning were cold in their hearts, secretly glad that they didn't do it, otherwise they would be dead.

Now, when they look at Xie Nianqing, there is no longer that kind of fiery, greed, and some, only fear and fear.

Lu Ming glanced at the crowd, and everyone's expressions fell into his eyes.

Lu Ming had a deeper understanding of the word riot in Xinghai riot.

Riot Xinghai, if you are soft-hearted, everyone will bully you.

And once your means are more ruthless and hotter than others, then everyone will be afraid of you.

Lu Ming's figure flickered, swallowing the blood of all the members of the Lone Wolf Adventure Group.

"Let's go!"

Then, and Xie Nianqing left here.

Soon, the two returned to the city.

The two plan to find an inn to live in first, then buy a map of the sea area of ​​the riotous Xinghai, and then find a suitable place to experience it.

When the two just returned to the city, they saw many people flying in one direction.

"Go to the battle stage! The King of Hell has shot again, this time the opponent is said to be the old monster of Seven Zen!"

"What? Hades and Qichan met, but the old monster Qichan hasn't made a move for several years, let's go, go and have a look!"

"This fight is sure to be fantastic.

"

One after another figure, quickly flew in one direction.

"Fate Battle Stage?"

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were stunned for a moment, a little curious.

It seems that it is a duel between two strong men. What strong man can attract so many people to watch?

"Go and see!"

Xie Nianqing looked at Lu Ming.

"That's what I meant!"

Lu Ming smiled, and immediately, the two followed the crowd and walked towards the front.

After a while, I came to a huge building.

This building, in the shape of a circle, is extremely huge. When they approached, they heard huge cheers and roars coming from inside.

"Could it be that the war has already started, so I won't be late, hurry in!"

Many people flew to the gate of the building.

"Pay all the fees, two hundred top-grade spirit crystals per person!"

There was someone guarding the gate, stopping everyone from yelling.

"This is my spirit crystal, take it!"

Many people handed over top-quality spirit crystals and hurriedly walked towards the building.

But there are too many people and need to queue up.

"There are so many people, it seems that the King of Hell and the Seven Zen old monsters are extraordinary!"

Lu Ming thought to himself.

After a while, it was only the two of them who walked in.

Inside the building, it was circular. In the middle, there was a huge battle platform that was several miles long and wide. Around it, there were ring-shaped stands with hundreds of floors, and at least hundreds of thousands of people could sit.

After the two walked in, they found that there were at least 100,000 people sitting in the surrounding stands.

On the battlefield, it was empty, there was no one at all, only a pool of blood.

"What's the matter? People? Isn't it the King of Hell fighting the old monster of Qichan? Why haven't you seen people?"

"Yeah, what about people?"

The people who came in behind shouted.

"People? It's only now, how can there be anyone? The war is over."

Humane.

"What? The war is over. What's the result? What's the result? Who won?"

"The King of Hell, the King of Hell won, the King of Hell fought against the old monster Qichan, and finally the old monster of the Seven Zen was cut down by the King of Hell!"

"Wochao, it's actually late, it's unfortunate, two hundred top-grade spirit crystals were wasted."

"Look at another showdown!"

Many latecomers sighed and took their seats.

"Master Lu, thank you girl!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming heard a coquettish cry.

"Luo Xin!"

Turning around, he saw a young woman walking towards him, it was Luo Xin.

Next to Luo Xin, there were two people, one was Chen Zhao, and the other was in his thirties, with an extremely burly stature, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Chen Zhao.

"Girl Luo!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Young Master Lu, Miss Xie, it's a coincidence, are you here to watch the battle of the Battle of Fate?"

Luo Xin laughed.

"Not bad, but I seem to have missed it!" Lu Ming said.

"Yeah, Yan Wang is a top powerhouse who has risen recently. He has never lost a battle at the peak king level. He has won 19 consecutive victories. With this battle, he has won 20 consecutive victories."

"And the old monster Qichan, who has lived for nearly 800 years, has practiced for so many years, and his combat power is extremely terrifying. Among the peak kings, there are almost no opponents. In the battle of life, he has also won 19 consecutive victories, many Everyone is looking forward to a fight between the two? I didn’t expect that this fight came so suddenly, and they all missed it, what a pity!”

Luo Xindao also showed a hint of pity.

"The first battle of the peak king, 19 consecutive victories?"

Lu Ming also showed interest.

"Master Lu, Miss Xie, there should be other duels next, let's find a seat and sit down!"

Luo Xin said.

Immediately, several people found a row of empty seats to sit down.

On the side, Chen Zhao kept a gloomy face and did not speak.

Swish!

At this moment, a figure rushed onto the battle stage. This was a bald old man, with the aura of the seventh-level Martial King on his body.

"Who will fight me?"

The top-notch old man cried.

"I'll kill you!"

A bald man rushed to the high platform, also showing the seventh level of Wuwang's cultivation.

"Haha, isn't it? Your storage ring is mine!"

The out-of-the-ordinary old man sneered.

"This sentence, I should say it, your storage ring, I like it."

The bald man also sneered, a sword appeared in his hand, and killed the bald old man.

The bald old man took out an iron rod and went up to him.

boom! boom! ...

The two fought fiercely together.

However, after dozens of tricks, the bald old man has completely gained the upper hand.

"Haha, die!"

The bald old man laughed, and the iron rod slammed toward the bald man like a storm.

The bald man stepped back, and after a dozen moves, the bald old man slammed a stick on the bald man's chest. The bald man screamed in agony, and there was a crackling sound from his body, and he flew backwards and fell on the battlefield. , the blood spurted from the mouth.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

The bald man shouted.

"Admit defeat? It's too late to admit defeat now, die!"

The bald man shouted and flew up. The iron rod smashed the bald man's head. The bald man suddenly burst his brain and died on the spot.

"Haha, the storage ring is mine!"

The bald old man put away the bald man's storage ring and laughed.