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Chapter five hundred and seventy-fourth two hundred and seventy-two consecutive victories

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    This battle is very fierce, because both sides are killing people.

    Among the crowd who besieged and killed Xiang Tiancheng, there were many powerful people.

    This beautiful woman is obviously, she is very good at controlling the battle situation.

    Taking advantage of Xiang Tiancheng's most intense attack, from an extremely tricky angle, he wanted to pick Xiang Tiancheng's dantian and make him a useless person.

    "Looking for death."

    It was a bit late when Xiang Tiancheng realized it.

    With a low growl, he slapped the gorgeous long sword with his big hand.

    "Pfft"

    However, it was still a little late, his body was torn and blood flowed horizontally.

    "Devil, let's see how arrogant you are."

    The woman was overjoyed to see that it worked.

    However, the smile on the woman's face stopped abruptly after hearing a "snap".

    The tip of the long sword had pierced Xiang Tiancheng's flesh and blood, but it was still broken by Xiang Tiancheng's slap.

    The fragments of the broken sword were like gravels, controlled by Jin Mi, and they all turned towards the woman.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    The woman screamed miserably.

    Dozens of hundreds of broken sword fragments smashed into her body, and there was no time to dodge, almost smashing her into a sieve.

    In an instant, it lost its vitality.

    However, the fragments of the broken sword did not stop there. After penetrating seven or eight people in a row, their power dropped sharply and they were blocked.

    "More than one hundred and twenty games"

    Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

    Some onlookers have been paying attention to the battle situation and the Shura monument.

    It is frightening to see the numbers soaring again.

    In a battle of this level, it is terrifying to be able to kill a hundred people in a row.

    It is absolutely impossible for them to achieve Xiang Tiancheng's step.

    It is human nature to be timid before fighting.

    Because the gap between the numbers of the two sides is too big, it is so big that people can't fight.

    "I'm here to kill you."

    A wild voice exploded behind Xiang Tiancheng.

    A majestic man is holding a huge mace, the spikes on it are cold and cold, which makes people frightened.

    "He even made a move, everyone be careful."

    Someone yelled and recognized the man holding a mace.

    The other party's name is He Jingyuan.

    Undoubtedly, the other party left a deep impression on everyone. Seeing the other party make a move, everyone couldn't help but leave an open space, not daring to approach.

    The opponent's fame does not only come from his astonishing strength of winning more than 100 games in a row.

    It's more about his fighting style and the astonishing wildness on his body.

    On the first day this person came to the Asura Field, he killed more than 20 people in one go. Almost all of them were killed with one move, and they were smashed into a pulp by the giant mace in He Jingyuan's hand.

    "Clang"

    Feeling the huge pressure behind him, Xiang Tiancheng felt as if a mountain fell down, and couldn't help turning his head.

    When he turned around, he happened to see a large black area covering it, and he punched it out without hesitation.

    The sound of piercing gold and cracking stone is earth-shattering, as if someone saw the iron being torn apart in life, that kind of sound makes people hairy.

    "poof"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    Many people around covered their ears and screamed, staggering backwards.

    Some people's eardrums were directly torn by the terrifying sound, and the aftermath of the surging energy made their blood surge. Some people even bled from seven holes, and their faces were as white as paper.

    "Is he a human"

    The rest of the people were stunned, as if petrified, and felt that their heads were not enough.

    Even the ferocious He Jingyuan looked shocked.

    At this time, his two arms, which were thicker than ordinary legs, were bleeding profusely, and the arm bones were almost completely shattered.

    And his giant mace had already flown upside down.

    People only saw that when Xiang Tiancheng's fist collided with the mace, more than a dozen spikes on the mace were broken.

    The most terrifying thing is that the entire mace was deformed, like broken copper and iron, and was blown out.

    "poof"

    Before everyone could react, a golden fist pierced He Jingyuan's chest, and he was thrown flying more than a hundred feet away, killing him on the spot.

    "This This is simply a fierce human figure, whoever is touched will die."

    peopleOur hearts were trembling, and many people gave such evaluations.

    Some people on the periphery who hadn't attacked and killed them couldn't help but feel grateful that they were a step slower. They didn't want to be punched by Xiang Tiancheng head-on.

    Just thinking about it makes me feel sore all over and loses my fighting power.

    On the other hand, Xiang Tiancheng, the more he killed, the more courageous he was, and he continued to kill in one direction, making the young elites on that road frightened. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape from here, as far away from this madman as possible.

    Just like that, the battle lasted for half an hour.

    Xiang Tiancheng finally blazed a trail and walked away.

    A group of stunned youths with startled eyes were left in a daze.

    "Two hundred two hundred and seventy-two consecutive victories"

    Until Xiang Tiancheng's back disappeared from everyone's sight, a young man pointed to the bright name on the Shura tablet and shouted tremblingly.

    "What¡­¡­"

    Only then did everyone react, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, unable to believe their eyes.

    So many people besieging one person, not only did not keep the opponent, but also allowed the opponent to win 260 games in a row. If they hadn't seen this kind of record with their own eyes, they would only regard it as a legend and would not believe it easily.

    However, that man did it, and like a lone wolf, he fought fiercely for a long time, killed a bloody path and swaggered away.

    At the end of the battle, no one could stop the opponent, and no one dared to block, so they could only watch him leave helplessly.

    Xiang Tiancheng went all the way and went straight to the south of Shura field.

    Everything starts there, and it should end there.

    In fact, he can use the innate supernatural powers he learned from Xiao Hei to change his appearance.

    However, he still chose to show his true colors.

    Because, among his peers, he has no reason to be afraid of anyone, let alone compromise.

    The worst thing is to start killing again.

    "A bereaved dog, why don't you give it a head quickly? There is no room for you in this world."

    Just as he was walking all the way and was being watched by everyone, a voice came from the attic on the first floor.

    This is a suave young man, holding a wine glass in one hand and a folding fan in the other, gently tapping on the guardrail on the edge of the attic, just looking down at Xiang Tiancheng, his tone full of indisputable meaning.

    Xiang Tiancheng just glanced at the other person lightly, and then fixed his eyes on the other person beside him.

    "Yin Peng!"

    It was the young genius from the Upper Realm who had some conflicts with him.

    Yinpeng was still dressed in silver, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xiang Tiancheng indifferently, without fluctuation, as if looking at someone he didn't know at all.

    "Pretend not to know?"

    Xiang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, muttered to himself, then looked at the young man holding a folding fan, and said, "Have you lived enough?"

    "this¡­¡­"

    Some young people who were watching on the street were shocked.

    The young man holding a folding fan is not simple, he has a great reputation in the whole leftover place, his name is Xiahou Shuofeng.

    There is no limit to this natural madness, as soon as it comes up, ask the other party if they have lived enough.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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