Chapter 438: Melee in the Arena (41)

Style: Fantasy Author: little white money manWords: 2789Update Time: 24/01/18 17:14:06
The lion demon thought in his heart: "So strong!".

He never expected that this young man had more strength than he expected.

Originally, he thought that he could easily defeat this young man with his powerful strength, but the reality made him taste the bitterness of failure.

This young man's strength is probably still above him. This discovery shocked him so much that he became even more vigilant.

"I don't believe it, I can't kill you!" the lion demon said with a ferocious smile. The muscles at the corners of his mouth were twisted, revealing the cruel nature of an animal. Like a ferocious cheetah staring at its dying prey, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.

The limbs of the lion demon were tense, and all the muscles in his body were eager to move, as if a bow and arrow were on the string, ready to fire.

However, in the face of this ferocious intimidation, instead of showing any fear, the Spin Turtle showed a disdainful smile.

His expression was nonchalant, like a wise man looking down at a foolish fanatic.

Xuangui's words were calm and firm, his tone full of confidence and power, and he said: "Do you think I will be afraid of someone like you?"

The lion demon was instantly furious and his face was ferocious. He roared: "Don't think that because you have more power than me, you can be arrogant and ignore me!"

"Suffer death!" The Lion Demon roared wildly.

A huge head that was extremely disproportionate to the body roared towards the Spin Turtle with an impact like a storm.

Seeing this scene, the Tortoise immediately activated the spiritual energy in his body and circulated the "Golden Dragon Body Protection Sutra". Suddenly, the light overflowed, and the whole body was enveloped by a powerful spiritual energy as vast as the ocean. The spiritual energy flowed gracefully, like a dragon and a snake. , giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

This spiritual energy quickly condensed and turned into a magnificent golden dragon, whirling around the spinning turtle. The dragon's roar shook the sky, and it was majestic and intimidating.

The loud "rumbling" sound shook the air. The head hit the indestructible golden dragon and exploded instantly. The bright red blood and white brains spurted out and sprinkled on the golden dragon scales like a fountain, giving this golden color The giant dragon adds a bit of eerie color.

The strong impact caused the surrounding dust to roll instantly, creating a yellow dust whirlwind in the air.

The whirlwind shimmered in the sunlight, like a huge yellow wing, shrouding everything around it in a mysterious dust.

At this moment, the whirling turtle suddenly flashed, as mysterious as a ghost, appearing behind the lion demon. The wind-popping sword in his hand roared in the air like a dragon's roar, and drew a sharp trajectory, directly hitting the back of the lion demon's head.

The blade was like a dragon, and the cold light shone like the scythe of death, making the air tremble in front of it.

The Lion Demon suddenly felt an icy chill behind his back, which was a cold that penetrated his bones, causing a sense of crisis deep in his heart to emerge. He suddenly turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the sharp sword light, which seemed to split the whole world. The flickering cold light in his eyes continued to magnify, making him feel desperate.

The lion demon wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force and could not move. Seeing that the sword light was about to hit his face, he could only feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and silently said in his heart: "It's over..."

"Roar!"

The lion demon roared and tried to resist with all his strength.

However, the sword light was so fast that it almost traveled through the tunnel of time and split it into two in an instant.

In front of the sword light, the lion demon's body was like fragile paper, easily cut open and fell to both sides.

In an instant, the lion demon's life force was completely deprived, leaving only two halves of his lifeless body, lying quietly on the cold ground.

The Tortoise held the Wind-Polling Divine Sword tightly and looked down at the body of the Lion Demon lying on the ground, with a smile like a spring flower blooming on his face. His eyes were filled with the joy of victory. The lion demon had undoubtedly been defeated in the face of this unparalleled power.

The demonic blood of the lion demons dyed the earth black, adding a bit of desolation to the battlefield.

Then, the Spin Turtle slowly turned its head, and within a few dozen feet in the distance, Bai Ze's image gradually became clearer.

Bai Ze is wearing a purple robe, and his face is like an anemone under the new moon, pure and flawless, quiet and mysterious. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's talons, pointing directly at people's hearts, making people afraid to look directly. He is nine feet tall, as tall as a pine, and as flexible as a bamboo. Although he looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, he is already breathtakingly handsome.

Bai Ze held the White Deer Spear tightly. The barrel of the gun shone with a clear white light like autumn water, and a sharp cold light shot out. He instantly turned into a blast of wind and rushed towards the lion demon in front of him.

Bai Ze's speed was so fast that the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming a white air wave.

A feeling of admiration arose in Xuangui's heart. Bai Ze's bravery and determination undoubtedly made him deeply admired. He understood that Bai Ze was an indispensable force in their team.

The lion devil who was facing Bai Ze caught a glimpse of this scene and burst out laughing wildly, jokingly saying: "That's great, let me show off my power!"

Before he finished speaking, the lion demon held the blood halberd tightly and launched a fierce attack on Bai Ze like a violent storm.

Bai Ze showed no fear. The White Deer Spear in his hand was as fast as a snake coming out of its hole, and he thrust forward.

A dazzling white light flashed, and the lion demon's chest was instantly pierced, and the demon blood spurted out like a black fountain with the lid uncovered.

Then, like a kite with its string broken, the huge body of the Lion Demon flew backwards lightly and heavily, hitting the ground hard, causing the entire arena to shake violently.

At the moment when the lion demon fell to the ground, Bai Ze felt an unstoppable force coming out of the White Deer Spear. He held the handle of the gun tightly, as if he could feel the power leaping in his palm, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.

Bai Ze raised his gaze and looked at the lion demon who was lying on the ground with a bloody hole in his chest.

However, the lion demon seemed not to be affected in any way. He stood up with a burst of laughter and attacked Bai Ze again.

"Is this all you have?" the Lion Demon mocked, his eyes flashing with contempt, "The collision just now only made me aware of your existence. Now begins the real battle."

Bai Ze frowned, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart. The White Deer Spear in his hand was extremely sharp and could even cut through space, but the mysterious power emitted by the opponent's blood halberd was even better. The unfathomable strength of the opponent made his heart beat faster, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

So, Bai Ze took a deep breath and immediately concentrated on preparing for the next battle.

The White Deer Spear and the Blood Halberd collided again, like a bolt from the blue, and the roar echoed in the sky.

Bai Ze's body couldn't help but tremble under the impact of the opponent's blood halberd, as if it would collapse at any time under the violent force.

As Bai Ze's opponent, the Lion Demon also felt the unrivaled power of the White Deer Spear.

He roared and charged forward with an even fiercer attack.

"Your strength is vulnerable and you will never be able to defeat me." The lion demon's voice rippled in the air, and his contemptuous attitude seemed to disdain Bai Ze's strength.

However, Bai Ze was as cold as stone, indifferent to his words.

Bai Ze held the White Deer Gun tightly and looked at the Lion Demon with a calm mind. The White Deer Spear seemed to be whispering in his hand, telling the powerful power sealed within it.

The power was as strong as the storm about to break, and the sleeping dragon was waiting for the moment of awakening.

There were no unnecessary words or ostentatious gestures. Bai Ze waved the White Deer Gun in his hand like a poet with ease.

In an instant, a streak of white light pierced the air, and its sharp whistle cut through the silence, like a dragon emerging from the sea, stabbing at the lion demon with lightning speed.

Its attack is so fierce that it seems to be able to penetrate any blocking object.

The lion demon didn't care about this. He sneered, waved his blood halberd, and faced the White Deer Spear in Bai Ze's hand. The bloody halberd seemed to come alive in his grasp, full of cruelty and violence, and pounced towards Bai Ze like a wild beast.

At the moment when the White Deer Spear and the Blood Halberd met, the power was suddenly released, like a violent wind sweeping across the world.

This power is like a beast awakening from the wild, possessing the majestic power to devour all living creatures around it.

The air trembled violently, as if it was suddenly torn apart by an invisible hand, and the surrounding scenery swayed in the aftermath of the power, as if it was helplessly struggling to survive in this conflict of forces.

The earth trembled and the sky changed color. This force was like a huge vortex, sweeping everything around it.

Bai Ze gritted his teeth and held the White Deer Gun tightly, using all his strength to resist the attack of the Lion Demon. The powerful force gushing out from the opponent's blood halberd hit him like a frenzy. Although his body barely resisted the opponent's attack, it was still knocked back by the powerful force. It seemed that even his body was flying backwards. His soul was shaken to the point of trembling.