The Netherworld was indeed defeated.

In less than a hundred moves, Netherworld was knocked off the stage by the Spirit Dragon King's flying dragon palm full of internal strength.

"Wow--"

The Netherworld squirted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the audience.

"Master!"

Everyone from the Netherworld Sect rushed over immediately.

Chen Dong also rushed up in a hurry.

"I'm fine... it's fine..." The Nether King waved his hand, still standing straight.

He looked at the Linglong King who was not very easy on the stage, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Although the Netherworld King was defeated, he had just blasted the Spirit Dragon King several Netherworld Fist full of internal strength.

The Spirit Dragon King was already injured at this time.

When the sloppy Taoist goes up again, the winning rate increases by several points.

The Nether King was happy and held Chen Dong's hand and whispered: "Where is your master, it's time to go on stage!"

A hint of sadness appeared on Chen Dong's face: "My master... has passed away."

"What?!" The Nether King was of course surprised and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Chen Dong talked about what happened a few days ago.

"How...how could it be..." The Nether King looked at Chen Dong in a daze like five thunders.

He really couldn't accept this cruel reality!

These days, Chen Dong has been pretending to be strong, and now in front of the Netherworld, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

"It's all my fault..." Chen Dong's heart was cut like a knife.

"You are not sure, how can you..."

The Nether King was furious and grabbed Chen Dong's collar.

Chen Dong looked like he was submissive.

But in the end, Netherworld let him go.

After all, the Netherworld knew that Chen Dong was not really a surprise. It was the sloppy Taoist who insisted on taking the Tongshen Pill.

But at this moment, Netherworld was still as if he was ten years older.

His eyes were dull and he was depressed.

Not only because the Jianghu will fall into the palm of the Spirit Dragon King from then on, but also because he lost his only good friend in the world.

Sadness, sadness, heartache... intertwined into a ball.

"Forget...forget...good will...so...god will..."

The Nether King murmured, like a walking corpse, slowly returning to his seat.

On the ring.

"It seems I won again..." The Spirit Dragon King stood on the stage and looked at everyone with a smile, "Who else is here?"

At the same time, he stuffed a bear snake ball into his mouth.

In this way, the little injury suffered during the battle with Netherworld can be completely healed in a short period of time, and then face the next opponent.

The reason why the Spirit Dragon King dared to be the first to go on stage and defend the battle was not only because of his absolute confidence in his own strength.

And because of the continuous stream of Bear Snake Pills.

It can ensure his full physical strength.

"I'll do it!"

Another loud sound rang out, and Wang Jinhu, the island owner of Jinhu Island, walked onto the stage with a golden knife in his hand.

Wang Jinhu also knew that he was not the opponent of the Spirit Dragon King, but the Nether King had joined the game, so he was unwilling to fall behind.

Facing Wang Jinhu, the Linglong King was even more confident and said with a smile: "Lord Wang Island, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wang Jinhu said in a rough voice: "Why do you see me if you have nothing to do?"

Then he slashed at the Spirit Dragon King with a fierce sword.

Similarly, because they were worried about accidentally hurting Yan Sheng, the two of them did not let out their energy and chose to fight in close range.

The Wang Family Dao is also very famous in the world, and is famous for its strong and domineering power.

Although the Spirit Dragon King felt that he had a sure win, he did not dare to take it lightly. He drew out a sword and responded with the Spirit Dragon Sword Technique.

"Swish--"

"Swish swish swish swish--"

The two fought together, and the sounds of "ding ding dangdang" came one after another.

Unfortunately, Wang Jinhu was defeated and stabbed in the shoulder by the Spirit Dragon King with a sword, and successfully knocked him off the stage.

Wang Jinhu covered his shoulders and came to the Netherworld King and sighed, "I'm defeated too! The Spirit Dragon King is really strong."

The Nether King was still immersed in the sadness of the sloppy Taoist's death, and he seemed to be in a state of dismay, depressed and depressed, and didn't hear what Wang Jinhu said at all.

Wang Jinhu muttered, "What's wrong with you? You're defeated by the Spirit Dragon King, don't you look like you're dead, right?"

On the ring.

The Spirit Dragon King still bowed to the crowd: "I have given up, who else is willing to go to the stage to compete?"

After Netherworld and Wang Jinhu lost one after another, everyone has seen the true strength of the Spirit Dragon King, so naturally no one dares to come to power again.

Who dares to say that he is better than Nether King and Wang Jinhu?

All the leaders of the major sects stopped and silently.

As for Chen Dong, it is even more impossible to go.

He is a level 6 master, isn’t he just looking for abuse when he goes up?

So he didn't say anything and sat quietly.

This scene seemed quite normal to the Spirit Dragon King, and it was also expected by him.

The Spirit Dragon King smiled and looked back at Yan Sheng sitting in the upper position, as if he was waiting for Yan Sheng to announce that he would be the leader of the martial arts world.

Yan Sheng, who was sitting high, yawned and said to Hou Jimo beside him: "What kind of martial arts competition is too boring..."

Hou Jimo smiled and said, "The Spirit Dragon King is famous in the world, so it is normal that no one dares to challenge him... Otherwise, I will go down and fight with the Spirit Dragon King to help you entertain the emperor?"

Yan Sheng said laughing and cryingly: "What's the point of fighting with him? If you lose, it's considered a shame to me... If you win, will you still be the leader of the martial arts world?"

Hou Jimo immediately said, "I dare not, I just want to be by the Lord for the rest of my life."

Yan Sheng chuckled, and then murmured: "This result is not surprising at all, not even passionate at all... I thought this martial arts competition would attract some hidden masters in the world. Now it seems that the heads of the top ten sects are already the strongest in the world."

Hou Jimo said: "Yes, the heads of the top ten sects have been trained for a long time, and it is impossible for them to sit at this position without any ability."

Yan Sheng shook his head and said, "But they don't even play, it's really boring..."

"It's not that they don't go to the scene, it's because they know that they are not the opponent of the Spirit Dragon King, so why bother to bring shame and seek trouble?"

"No..." Yan Sheng shook his head: "I came to watch the martial arts competition just to see the masters of all walks of life. It's too boring to just come up with Nether King and Wang Jinhu... You can pass on the orders and require the heads of the top ten sects to come to power."

"good."

In fact, Hou Jimo also found it boring.

Yan Sheng ran from afar, even walking such a long mountain road, and finally saw such a few meaningless and nutritious fights?

Hou Jimo immediately took a few steps forward and told everyone what Yan Sheng meant just now.

When many people in the martial arts world heard this, of course they all agreed. They rushed over from all over the world. Most of them did not think about becoming the leader of the martial arts world, but they were also looking forward to the masters from all walks of life appearing and competing.

There are only a few games, it's really uninteresting.

The leaders of all the major sects were very helpless.

Come on, it's not the opponent of the Spirit Dragon King.

If you don’t go, it’s hard to violate the Holy Order.

There was no choice but to go on stage one by one.

Qingyunzi, Xiang Wuding, Lei Heming, Shang Feiyang, Bai Yuanliang and others came on stage one by one.

They are indeed no match for the Spirit Dragon King.

If you have few, you can hold on for twenty or thirty moves.

There are only 40 or 50 moves.

They all came to defeat.
To be continued...