Ultimate Fighting - 1383. Chapter 1383

She is really tired now. The first nine games Lan Xuanyu was only used as a support behind her, and the battle was done by her. But these nine battles also gave her a feeling of renewal, especially in the use of the devouring of the devil, almost every moment of improvement.

“The rest, let me come.” Lan Xuanyu nodded to Bai Xiuxiu with a smile.

Today’s game time has now passed halfway, and it is time for him to take over for the remaining half of the game.

“Okay.” Bai Xiuxiu retreated to the side, leaving Lan Xuanyu alone in the middle of the ring.

Lan Xuanyu didn’t rest anymore, just staring at Li Menglong and Xing Haotian in the audience. His eyes were indifferent, but because the ring was high, there was a condescending sense of scrutiny. I don’t know why, Li Menglong and Xing Haotian even felt that in his eyes, there seemed to be a taste of contempt and disdain.

The two looked at each other, and Xing Haotian waved his hand. Behind him, a young strongman from the eight-armed gods and demons jumped forward and had already left the battle zone and boarded the No. 1 ring.

The time is still counting down, and the rest time has not yet arrived, but the aura of the eight-armed god and demon clan has already begun to surge, and the god and demon core in his chest fluctuates violently and unstable.

The Tianma tribe and the Eight-armed Gods and Demons have invested such a huge resource, for them, there is nothing to lose. So many days of growing spar is really a shocking wealth. The two parties have negotiated in private. In the end, whoever wins and who embraces the beauty will return, but the Tianyang spar needs to be owned by the other party, which can be regarded as each gaining.

Under this circumstance, whether it is the Tianma tribe or the Eight-armed Gods and Demons tribe, naturally they must go all out.

In Lan Xuanyu’s eyes, there was a faint halo, the countdown, the time is up!

The eight-armed god and demon on the opposite side burst out with a scream, and his wings flapped. The whole person was already like a meteor, and he rushed straight towards Lan Xuanyu. The god and demon core on his chest rushed violently, and the terrifying aura of destruction spread in an instant.

In order not to give Lan Xuanyu a chance to rest, all his attacks are only this one. At the cost of life, he burns his core of the gods and demons, bursts out the most powerful destructive energy, and strives to severely damage Lan Xuanyu.

The biggest advantage of this fighting method is that it is consumed through bursts, and at the same time, it allows Lan Xuanyu to have the most rest time and the most games that can be played.

But at this moment, two purple-golden rays of light burst out from Lan Xuanyu’s eyes. The eight-armed god demon only felt like a groundbreaking sledgehammer appeared in the spiritual world, smashing into the sea of his own spirit fiercely. The sharp pain in his brain made him suddenly stupefied. The original control of the core of the gods and demons immediately appeared problems.

In the next moment, time stagnated, everything came to a halt in an instant, and the No. 1 ring seemed to have suddenly fallen into a static state.

And the eight-armed god demon had a strange feeling. He only felt that because of the stillness of time, his painful brain didn’t seem to hurt anymore, and he immediately felt relieved and comfortable. The persistent will that had been desperate to death suddenly appeared to waver, and the whole body was relaxed a lot unconsciously.

The silver light flickered, and the charming figure was already in the air. It just appeared in front of the head of the Eight-armed Divine Demon.

The sharp claws flashing with colorful halo, swung down without hesitation, with a “poof”, the sharp claws grabbed directly into the head. The deep roar instantly exploded inside the head. All the aura of destruction suddenly stopped.

die!

The huge body of the eight-armed god demon descended from the sky and landed on the ground. The huge explosive power turned into a horrible beam of light, soaring into the sky, the four-color halo bloomed, swallowing all the two figures at the explosion point. .

The light was rippling, and the audience was in an uproar!

This is……

This is the first appearance of the Eight-armed Divine Demon today, and more importantly, it is also the first time the Golden Dragon Princess has played today.

Who could have imagined that the battle ended so quickly that the eight-armed god and demon would be swallowed almost in a moment, and everyone could see that he was dead!

In the eyes of ordinary audiences, the eight-armed god and demon appeared on the stage and wanted to launch a powerful offensive, but the body suddenly shook violently. The golden dragon princess on the opposite side burst into purple and gold brilliance. Claw the enemy.

This process adds up to only a few seconds. That is the eight-armed god and demon, and it is the strong man in the younger generation of the eight-armed god and demon!

How could it be so easy? This is too unimaginable and even more unacceptable.

The light gradually diminished, and the huge body of the eight-armed god and demon had disappeared. The destruction core that was delivered to the door should not be left in vain. This is very helpful for Lan Xuanyu’s subsequent cultivation.

Li Menglong and Xing Haotian couldn’t help showing horror in their eyes. The two looked at each other, and they suddenly understood something. The disdain in Princess Golden Dragon’s eyes was true? It is hard to say that she has recovered all her strength? But how is this possible? Hasn’t she shaken the foundation of yesterday’s battle?

Xing Haotian let out a low roar, his emotions were a little crazy, and another one died. Although the eight-armed gods and demons are strong like clouds, but these young generations of strong will surely be able to achieve god-level or even higher-level existences in the future. How many have died in these two days? Is the dragon race at odds with the eight-armed gods and demons?

Li Menglong frowned slightly. At this time, it was time for a break on the court.

Lan Xuanyu didn’t sit down and rest. He just stood in place, his eyes closed, as if he was standing in place like that with eyes closed.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Li Menglong waved his hand, and a young man from the Tianma tribe behind him had already stepped onto the stage.

This powerful person of the Tianma clan in human form, holding an epee, his eyes flickered, staring at Lan Xuanyu on the opposite side.

“His Royal Highness Princess Golden Dragon, I am Gao Yiyang, please be merciful.” The Tianma youth was more cautious. The eight-armed god and demon just died too quickly, so that he, who also represented the race, felt a sense of sadness.

Lan Xuanyu just glanced at him silently and raised his hand in Bai Xiuxiu’s direction. A light flashed in Bai Xiuxiu’s hand, and the Ice Demon Dragon Spear had flew out and fell into Lan Xuanyu’s grasp.

Lan Xuanyu’s dragon spear had exploded yesterday, and he couldn’t take out the golden dragon spear now, just like the ice magic dragon spear.

When the thirty heavenly crystals fell into the payment bucket, he no longer needed to hide his strength.

Gao Yiyang moved, and Peng Pai’s Tianma grudge broke out instantly. The order he received was similar to that of the Eight-armed Divine Demon Race, to explode all his fighting power in the shortest time, so as to achieve the strongest destructive power, without giving the opponent time to breathe.

Lan Xuanyu also moved, his colorful wings flapped behind him, and his figure flew forward. During the flight, circles of colorful halo wafted from him, seeming to absorb everything around him, and there was a bright light on the ring. It was bright, but at this moment, it gave people a dim feeling, as if all the light sources had been sucked away by him.

The ice magic dragon spear burst out with a faint blue brilliance, and the spear light was recovered, but at this moment, the sharp aura bursting out of Lan Xuanyu made Gao Yiyang on the opposite side only feel it difficult to breathe, and his heart was unconsciously shocked. feel.

In terms of cultivation, he is still inferior to Deng Xutong. Before Deng Xutong was facing Bai Xiuxiu, but what he was facing now was Lan Xuanyu in his heyday. He only felt that the blood fluctuations on the opponent’s body were oppressing him like a stormy sea. The Tianma fighting spirit exuding from him was fluctuating steadily.