"Why should you cut off one hand? Can you do whatever you want if you are strong enough?"

Wen Yang roared hysterically.

He knew that the strong were respected.

He knows that the strong prey on the weak.

He knew that there was no reason in this world, he only talked about strength.

But……

Is it really true to implicate other people so randomly and ignore the lives of others so much? If such a world is really like this, does it mean to exist?

"Ha? How dare the ant roar to the dragon? The following are very disrespectful!"

Wanaike was too lazy to explain, and slapped him out, and Wen Yang was knocked away for more than 30 meters and landed heavily.

The internal organs were shattered, and blood flowed out of the pores, which was shocking.

Xu Yi's breathing in the audience became a little heavy. He wanted to take action immediately, but he couldn't do so.

It will touch the whole body and destroy the rules of the sect competition. It is equivalent to fighting the face of the martial arts alliance. The Chaos Realm powerhouse next to it is either a decoration or a person is just taking charge of everything in case something unexpected happens!

What's more...

"Damn it!"

Xu Yi gritted his teeth silently.

Too much concern, too much bond, too many weaknesses.

If there were no Baiyi, Xu Bai, and Qiankun Sect today, Xu Yi might not dare to take the blame for the world and take revenge on Wen Yang.

In the silence, Wen Yang struggled for a long time, and finally fell back to the ground and fell into a coma.

But until before he fell into a coma, the bloodthirst and murderous intent in his eyes had not been reduced in slightest.

"Next, it's your turn..."

Viagra's eyes were re-positioned to the captain of the passers-by.

But at this moment, Wen Yang, who should have fallen into a coma, sat up again.

The scarlet and blood-red eyes were filled with anger and vicissitudes.

Kakka...

As the energy was running, Wen Yang's physical injuries quickly recovered, and a scarlet and blood-red dagger was clenched by him.

He slowly stood up, Wen Yang squinted slightly in Viagra's eyes, strode towards him.

"I haven't been so angry for a long time. Little baby, can you really do whatever you want with the strength? Then you're dead..."

At this moment, the red mist swept across the entire arena.

But the red fog was not thick, it was like a blood-colored light curtain. Through the red screen, everyone could clearly see that under the combat power, the sixteen-year-old boy who had been in the third round, had a terrifying pressure emitting around him, like a stormy wave, extremely surging.

"This kid is weird!"

"Nonsense, it must be strange. This aura and this fluctuation cannot be emitted by a warrior who has just entered the Heavenly Spirit Realm."

"It's so terrible... I seemed to see a scene of a mountain of corpses, a sea of ​​blood, and a scene of blood-colored purgatory..."

"What kind of strange aura is this? It can actually affect my mind... No, hold your breath and concentrate and stabilize the dantian!"

In the boiling swell, Wen Yang came like a peerless killing god, standing in front of Viagra.

"What?"

Viagra's eyes were astonished and was about to say something, the dagger, which was stained with blood from living beings, had stabbed towards his heart.

clang!

Viagra immediately resisted with a long sword in a hurry and immediately launched a counterattack.

The fierce battle, from this moment on, both sides flickered, making people dizzy.

Under the Hongmeng Realm, you can't even capture the figure, you can only hear the constant sound of dinging and gold-iron attacking.

boom!
Chapter completed!