Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1430

Hatred can blind people's eyes. The friar in the competitive challenge arena has been blinded by hatred. Watching his brother die miserably under each other's fist, his reason has been replaced by anger.

In the competitive arena, although he Shi showed his strongest strength, he fell into the disadvantage as soon as he shot.

The tall monk laughed wildly, "you little man, you can't measure your strength. I'll send you to your brother!"

The momentum of the competitive challenge arena suddenly changed. The tall friars burst out of terror, and their fists suddenly burst out.

The short monk was angry. Although he lost his mind and was in the most instinctive reaction, he could still feel the power of the fist.

He knows very well that he can't take such a punch!

Back? There's no way back! I can only spell it.

The short monk roared wildly and threw out his fists with all his strength.

"Mole ants! Go to hell!" the tall Friar's face was ferocious, and his fist blew out a strange vortex.

"Ah!" the short monk screamed, and all his fists were swallowed by the vortex.

From the front of the fist, two blood flowers burst out, followed by two arms, and then half of the body.

In a flash, his scream was still ringing in the friars' ears, and the whole person became a blood mist.

Yang Teng carefully watched the next move of the tall friar. Sure enough, while the short friar died miserably, the tall friar opened his mouth slightly and took a breath at the position of the short friar.

The mysterious old man also saw this action, which confirmed Yang Teng's statement.

"Bastard!" the mysterious old man shouted angrily.

"You go up and kill this bastard right away!" the mysterious old man shouted angrily to Yang Teng.

"Elder, I'm afraid I can't beat him. Don't you find that he is stronger after absorbing the vitality of the short monk." Yang Teng shook his head and said.

"Don't give me this set. Whether you can beat him or not, you must go up to me. If you can't beat him, you'll die in the competitive arena." the old man said arrogantly and unreasonable.

Yang Teng was helpless. "Well, it seems that he will use the treasure again. I really want to play a good game with his opponent."

The tall friar killed the short friar with a fist and looked at the competitive arena with a ferocious face, "who else? Let me meet you so-called peerless talents in Tianxu domain today!"

The friars under the stage were shocked by the Friar's cruel means and wondered whether they could beat each other when they boarded the challenge arena.

Among the friars present, except Yang Teng, only Lao sloppy saw that the Friar's origin might be related to the demon servant. Lao sloppy thought for a long time and wanted to fight with the friar.

Finally, he had no choice but to give up. Unless he could show the presence of Pluto and summon the image of Pluto, he couldn't beat the friar at all.

I sighed silently in my heart. I don't know where Yang Teng is now. Maybe Yang Teng can defeat the friar.

Whether he is willing to admit it or not, he also understands that Yang Teng has all kinds of magical means, and Yang Teng's treasures have great hope.

There was silence under the challenge arena. No one was willing to challenge the murderer.

Before that, they all thought Yang Teng was cruel enough. After the friar went to the competitive arena, the friars realized that the friar was more cruel.

Before the short two brothers, he had killed five monks in the same way.

None of the seven people left their bodies, and there were no broken limbs. They all smashed their bodies with one punch, and finally turned into a pool of blood mist.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting over my head: "what are you kicking me for? Isn't this sending me up to die!"

Then a figure flew over the heads of the crowd and landed on the competitive arena.

The monks under the stage were happy.

This is not Yang Teng who has won many battles, but I don't know what will happen to him against this tall murderer.

This is the combat situation that monks like to see most.

"Yang Teng is mighty! We always support you!"

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Yang Teng turned around, looked helplessly at the bottom and said, "everyone, this time I don't want to go on stage, I was framed."

He was kicked in the ass by the old man before he was ready.

Without the ability to resist, he flew to the competitive arena.

The monks laughed: "Yang Teng, it's too late for you to regret now. You'd better think of some way to defeat the murderer."

"To tell you the truth, it's not difficult to defeat this guy. I'm afraid there are many such guys after him. I'm too tired to finish fighting one by one." Yang Teng's face is helpless.

"No, how do you know there are many such murderers behind him." the monks under the stage were also shocked. A murderer has made them unable to resist. If there are many more, who dares to mount the competitive challenge arena.

"You may not know that this guy is not a person. He should be a member of an organization. You say I killed the people of their organization. Can others look at it?" Yang Teng is ready to expose the identity of the tall monk.

"Shut up! You little friar, dare not fight me. Don't you feel ashamed to use such a bad excuse!" the tall friar shouted.

While speaking, Yang Teng looked down at the audience. It was a pity that there were too many monks. He couldn't see the expression changes of these people clearly. He couldn't be sure who else in the crowd was the companion of this tall monk.

His eyes turned around. Yang Teng was surprised to find that the old man was gone.

The old man is too unreliable. He sent himself to the competitive challenge arena, but he ran away. Isn't that cheating.

I sighed in my heart and tried my best. There's no other way. Let's fight one by one.

Turning back to the tall monk, he said, "you don't want to admit it, do you? If I judge it well, you should be a member of the deception League and your status should not be low!"

As soon as Yang Teng's words were spoken, the face of the tall friar opposite changed dramatically. The original dark face became darker. Then he reacted. The tall friar shouted angrily: "what nonsense! The domain master declared war with the deception alliance. You positioned me as the person of the deception alliance. Do you want to use such an excuse to deal with me!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. The Decepticons have an obvious sign with a strange pattern on their chest. Dare you let me verify it?" Yang Teng sneered.

"What's the matter? The Decepticons have such a sign! However, can't people use cultivation to get rid of this sign?" someone asked.

"That's a good question. I don't know what tactics the hegemonic League uses. No matter how high the cultivation is, it can't get rid of this sign. As long as you use such a sign, you must be a member of the hegemonic League."

Yang Teng stared at the tall monk, "It doesn't matter if you don't dare to verify it. When I kill you, it's not easy to verify it. Another thing is that after you kill, you open your mouth to absorb the Friar's vitality, which can definitely be achieved by the core of deception alliance. Looking at your body and appearance, it's very different from the core of deception alliance. Do you use special techniques to hide your identity, or what other reasons, which makes me very happy Curious. "

Yang Teng's words turned the friar into a black pot. He felt a deep sense of powerlessness. All the secrets of his body were seen through by the little friar. In front of Yang Teng, he was like standing naked in front of Yang Teng.

"What! You said this guy absorbed the Friar's vitality!" the friars were angry. No wonder this bastard was so cruel. It was to absorb the Friar's vitality!

"Yes, they like to absorb the Friar's vitality and use it to improve their own strength. Do you have this feeling? He was not so strong when he came on the stage. After several games, he not only didn't consume but improved." Yang Teng said loudly.

When the monks thought about it, it was really what Yang Teng said.

When this tall friar first came on the stage, he was not so strong. After a few games, he was even stronger. The friars were still wondering. It's unreasonable.

Although it is impossible to greatly improve his accomplishments, after Yang Teng's reminder, we can see that the monk has changed.

It was because of absorbing the Friar's vitality!

If Yang Teng hadn't said so, they would never have thought of it.

"Kill him, kill the murderer!" an excited friar shouted and asked Yang Teng to kill the friar.

"That's enough! Do you think you can beat me! You deliberately make up a set of lies to splash dirty water on me! It doesn't matter what you say. The last thing standing here is the truth!" the tall friar shouted angrily, clenched his fists and was about to attack Yang Teng.

"If you don't dare to verify your chest, it means you have a ghost in your heart. Then you have to kill you and tear your clothes to verify it!" Yang Teng said coldly.

"It's a big breath. I'll see what you can do!" the tall friar took the initiative and blew out his fists at the same time.

"Hoo!" a more violent vortex formed in front of his fist.

"Come on!" Yang Teng burst out with a punch.

At the moment when he boarded the competitive arena, Yang Teng had inspired the power of the Vajra mask to protect his body, and took the Juling pill to supplement his aura by taking the opportunity to turn around and talk to the monks under the stage.

How could the tall monk think that Yang Teng's talk with the monks under the stage was just to cover up the explosion of the power of the Vajra mask and gather the elixir to supplement the aura.

Yang Teng didn't use other treasures. He just wanted to test the strength of the tall Friar and fight with him, so as to have some understanding of his companions and be prepared to fight with their people in the future.

"Don't! His fist is strange!" a monk shouted to remind Yang Teng.

Seeing Yang Teng punching rashly, many people trembled. Yang Teng was too rash.

"Boom!" Yang Teng's fist was attracted by the vortex, and he immediately felt a strong force pulling him to the vortex.

"Talkative thing, you can die!" the tall friar looked ferocious and whispered in front of Yang Teng, "you know too many things, and you are destined to live too long!"