After locking the two sides, the black chain changed instantly and disappeared into the void at an astonishing speed.
It seems that there is no chain between the two, but in fact, the two have been firmly locked, until one of them falls, the end of the chain will automatically erase the aura of the dead person's brand, and then look for a new target.
Seeing the chain disappear, everyone shouted and cheered for Fenglei, hoping that the other party would win.
"Never lose, and win the first glory for our people."
There were also sounds from all directions, and many people were yelling.
"A child of the Feng family? It's just right, I will kill you first, and let Feng Chen see with his own eyes how his cousin is lying at my feet."
The fifth child of the Seven Sons of the Devil Mountain shrugged his shoulders twice, his whole body cracked, looked at Feng Lei who was a head lower than him, and smiled cruelly.
"Without further ado."
At this moment, Fenglei's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his blood was boiling, and he stopped drinking.
In an instant, his body trembled, leaving afterimages on the ground, and he went up to the fifth child of the Seven Sons of the Demon Mountain.
"Zheng."
Sword Qi roared, and bright rays of light condensed in the void.
Seen from a distance, it looks like a flash of lightning traveling through the void.
"This Fenglei is indeed a child of the Feng family, and his speed is terrifying."
"Is this the Feng Family's Nine Styles of Thunder Sword?"
"That's right, I didn't expect Fenglei to display such an ultimate move as soon as he came up."
Cheers from all directions, from the current point of view, Fenglei's performance is completely in line with their wishes, there is no flinching, no nonsense, and the fight is brave.
"It seems that Fenglei wants to make a quick decision."
"If Fenglei wins the first battle, it will undoubtedly boost morale. He understands this, so he is eager to kill the opponent."
Lin Tong and others also saw it, silently cheering for Fenglei.
Xiang Tiancheng sighed in his heart and didn't say much.
He saw from the corner of his eye that just as Fenglei made a full-strength attack, Fengchen's body trembled slightly, his mouth opened, and he wanted to shout something, but in the end he didn't speak.
"poof"
The void was torn apart, and a bright sword light appeared from the left side of the fifth son of the Seven Devils, piercing his chest straight at a tricky angle, and the timing of the attack was well grasped.
Feng Lei is not a reckless person. Relying on his astonishing speed and unpredictable swordsmanship, he confuses his opponents and suddenly pierces through the void. Many people have not reacted to this scene.
I saw a piece of blood splashing from the chest of the Seven Sons of the Devil Mountain and blooming in the void.
"good¡¡"
Many people shouted.
Even Yao Kun, Lin Tong and the others couldn't help but yelled.
However, they didn't notice that the shining long sword was being held tightly by a big hand.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and many people didn't see it clearly, but only saw the splashing blood.
"Small tricks, go to hell."
Immediately, an indifferent voice came out.
The moment everyone reacted, a big black hand descended from the sky like a millstone, and slapped directly on Fenglei's sky spirit cover.
The terrifying sound of bone cracking and the sound of blood splattering made one's scalp tingle.
"Is this the so-called Fengjia swordsmanship? It's like a joke."
The fifth child of the Seven Sons of Moshan turned his head and laughed loudly, and swung the long sword that was tightly clasped in his hand straight away.
"No¡¡"
"Feng Lei"
"What's going on, how could my Wanzu lose?"
"This Fenglei was too careless, so he lost."
At this moment, you can say anything.
Feng Lei's body fell down without a word, bleeding profusely, and his entire head was almost shattered.
"Feng Lei"
Lin Tong and the others roared with their eyes tearing apart.
It was so sudden, I didn't expect the foreign race to do the same, wanting to shock all races in the first battle.
Therefore, the fifth child of the Seven Sons of the Devil Mountain had been forbearance before, and even deliberately sold a flaw, waiting for a one-hit kill.
As a result, he did it.
Fenglei still miscalculated the situation, his eagerness to win, coupled with the various voices from all directions before, put him under great pressure, and he fell into the trap of the opponent without knowing it.
A great young man just fell down.
A group of people in the direction of Feng's family looked uncomfortable, and one of the middle-aged people was growling.
Feng Lei is his son, but so what? In this situation, there is no other way but to endure.
"Old five, you did a good job"
On the other side, the alien creatures were overjoyed.
It is a good sign that the first battle went so smoothly.
There is a sharp contrast between the two sides.
The fifth and fifth of the Seven Sons of the Devil Mountain laughed loudly, and it was still his glory. His self-confidence instantly swelled up, and he shouted: "Who else dares to fight?"
"I come."
"Let me kill him."
"I want to avenge Feng Lei."
It was too late to say, but soon, the disappearing chains reappeared, making a crashing sound, like the syllables of the god of death, which shocked many people.
The end that originally locked Fenglei came over again.
"Come to me, lock me"
Feng Lei roared loudly, although he and Feng Lei were not very good friends, they just talked and drank with everyone from time to time.
However, in this battle, he has already regarded everyone who is on the same front as his companions. Seeing his companion almost run away with his character, coupled with the cynicism of the foreign race, and various voices coming from all directions, this atmosphere made him almost crazy.
However, the chains did not obey his command and quickly locked a young man.
This young man is a casual cultivator. He had some encounters and his outstanding talent, which made him famous among the younger generation in Sangzhou.
"Yang Ling"
Everyone couldn't help but look at the locked young man.
His name was Yang Ling. When the chains locked him, he was in a daze and even froze on the spot.
"be careful."
Everyone looked a little ugly.
Because, Yang Ling's strength may even be weaker than Feng Lei's.
"Huh!"
Yang Ling let out a long breath, glanced at these companions, and looked at the questioning eyes of some people in all directions. He walked out step by step, and said with a wry smile: "Everyone knows that I am very afraid of death, but fate always likes to play tricks on me."
""
Everyone can only face each other in silence, not knowing what to say.
Under such circumstances, any rhetoric would be useless, because he was not Yang Ling and was in a different situation.
"I have no momentum, how can I be a boy from Sangzhou?"
"It looks like we're going to lose again"
However, there will still be some harsh sounds from time to time in all directions.
Lin Tong and the others were furious, and Yao Kun even shouted loudly, saying: "Come on, the venue is here for you, you go?"
Those people closed their mouths resentfully.
"However, don't worry. Since I have been chosen by fate, I will do my best."
Yang Ling ignored those piercing voices, but looked back at Lin Tong, Yao Kun and the others, and smiled.
At this moment, he couldn't force his smile anymore, as if the burden in his heart had been relieved, it was very bright.
"kill."
Suddenly, his figure rose violently, and he punched the past with a fist seal.
At this moment, the cultivation base of the Nirvana Fourth Heaven broke out instantly, and the divine power in the sea of ??bitterness surged, and the light of the fists was dazzling, like a series of exercises. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com