On the high platform.
Qimeng looked at Wu Ling.
She finally understood that it was no coincidence that Su Chen would meet someone exactly like him.
This battle was completely arranged by Wu Ling.
Before the battle started, Wu Ling called a subordinate over.
And the subordinate left not long ago.
Su Chen met this difficult opponent.
But.
Qimeng is a little confused.
The strength of Su Chen's opponent was exactly the same as Su Chen's, at least they were equally matched.
Su Chen couldn't kill him for a while, but he couldn't kill Su Chen either.
so.
What does Wu Ling intend to do with this arrangement?
"Could it be that she didn't want Su Chen to die at all, and she didn't want Su Chen to win this match, so she took this strategy?"
The rules of the arena are to determine who is superior and who is inferior, and also to determine life and death.
Life and death are important conditions that determine victory or defeat.
But there are exceptions.
That is, if both of them lose their ability to fight at the same time and are unable to fight again, regardless of life or death, both of them will be judged as losers.
Wu Lingba didn't want Su Chen to win, and certainly didn't want him to die, so he sent such a person to confront Su Chen.
"It seems that this woman will not let Su Chen off so easily."
Qimeng sighed inwardly.
If Wu Ling was not interested in Su Chen, Qi Meng couldn't think of any other reason for putting so much effort into it.
"This is going to be difficult."
Thinking of Su Chen being favored by King Senluo, Qimeng had a headache, but more of a headache for Su Chen.
after all.
King Senluo, who has had mixed reputations and reputations, is not a good person.
According to rumors, she is the kind of person who eats people without spitting out their bones.
Qimeng believes that as a senior who has some connection with Su Chen, she naturally has to think more about the younger generations.
"If that doesn't work, I will take them to the Hell Palace."
Qimeng has already thought of a way out.
There are many strange and strange techniques in the hell hall, studying the ways of life and death.
The first seat of the Hell Palace is even more mysterious, and even she doesn't understand it well.
It is said that the other party has discovered the way of life and death.
She had already thought about taking the two of them back if King Senluo went too far.
When the time comes, the worst case scenario is selling out favors and entrusting the leader of the Dao Palace to negotiate with the leader of the Hell Palace. Maybe he can help.
Just when Qimeng was thinking about it.
Below, the battle between Su Chen and the opponent became increasingly fierce.
Almost to a fever pitch.
"My strength is equal to yours, you can't kill me."
The fake opposite Su Chen grinned at Su Chen.
His face was full of mockery.
Su Chen looked indifferent and opened his mouth to say, "It's a miracle that you can actually speak."
The words just fell.
The aura on Su Chen's body suddenly rose.
This sudden surge of aura made Su Chen's speed increase by a hair.
The eyes of "Su Chen" on the opposite side were suddenly shocked!
He didn't seem to expect that Su Chen's aura could improve under such circumstances.
Obviously, he obviously noticed that Su Chen had tried his best before!
How could there be any remaining power to hide?
In the battle between masters, a slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles of misunderstanding.
Su Chen's sword was just a little faster, and even if the opponent reacted, he had no time to block it.
The next moment, Su Chen's sword wiped across his neck!
"How can it be……"
The fake opened his mouth with a hiss, and a scarlet blood line spread out from his neck, as well as the back of his neck.
"It seems that your strength is not quite equal to mine."
Su Chen glanced at the blood line on the other person's neck and said lightly.
Su Chen understood at this moment that although the opponent's physical body was recreated to be strong enough.
But a fake is still a fake after all.
He still couldn't recreate his Nirvana Holy Body.
Previously, Su Chen thought that the opponent could even recreate the Holy Body of Nirvana, so he went all out with this sword and rushed to chop off the opponent's head.
He understood how abnormal his Nirvana Holy Body was. Only by cutting off his life in an instant could he completely cut off the Nirvana Holy Body's ability to function.
Of course, Su Chen was not entirely sure whether decapitation could really prevent the Holy Body of Nirvana from functioning.
After all, he hasn't tried it.
But this is the limit of what he can do currently.
After all, it is unrealistic to want to destroy the opponent to ashes in an instant until there is no residue left.
but.
It turns out.
He still thinks highly of his opponent.
The other party cannot reproduce the Nirvana Holy Body.
After all, the holy bodies in this world are different from person to person and have uniqueness.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally there cannot be two complete people.
In the same way, there cannot be two identical holy bodies.
"My life is over?"
Until the breath of death enveloped him, the fake still couldn't believe this reality.
"I can not be reconciled!"
The fake let out one last cry of reluctance, and the next moment, the light in his eyes completely dimmed.
The breath is completely cut off!
The audience suddenly fell into an eerie silence!
It seemed that Su Chen's victory caught them off guard.
Many people don't even understand what's going on.
The battle ended suddenly!
A smile appeared on Qimeng's face, and she felt happy in her heart.
But Wu Ling behind her stood up on the spot!
King Senluo, who had always been calm and composed, finally lost his composure at this moment!
At this time, in the arena.
The fake Su Chen's body also showed some strange changes.
The body suddenly softened and turned into a puddle of black mud, flowing to the ground.
In this pool of black mud, there are dots of blood stains, which are eye-catching.
Su Chen looked at these mottled bloodstains.
I actually noticed a sense of familiarity.
"That's...my blood?"
Su Chen was wondering and thinking.
The "Demon Chronicles" in my mind suddenly reacted.
A page of information about [Ten Thousand Plastic Demons] appeared.
"This guy is also a demon?"
Su Chen was slightly surprised.
From this page of information, he also obtained relevant information about the Ten Thousand Plastic Demons.
This Ten Thousand Plastic Demon is a demon that has just entered the Immortal Realm.
But he did not come through serious cultivation, so his foundation is not very stable.
The main way he improves his cultivation is through a magical power.
This magical power can make an almost perfect reproduction through the blood of others.
Every time he kills a person who is cloned by him, he can truly and perfectly inherit what the other person has learned and even cultivated!
And this arena is the perfect place for him to display this magical power.
So, he came here.
However, he unfortunately met Su Chen.
The road to immortality stops here!
Su Chen thought that he also had an ability, blood refining and divine power, which could refine the original magical ability from the blood.
The magical power of the Ten Thousand Plastic Demons is similar to this, but even worse!
Su Chen was not surprised that this Ten Thousand Plastic Demon had his own blood.
When he fought with the red-pink skeleton, the opponent's attack once scratched his skin.
Of course, the minor injury healed quickly at the time, so it was no big deal.
But maybe at the moment when the wound appeared, this guy got a drop of his blood.
Su Chen did not continue to think about Wan Plastic Demon, but left the arena and went straight to the high platform.
"Now, can you fulfill your promise?"
