The passion of countless cultivators on Wanliu Mountain was completely ignited at this moment. When they heard the cultivators shouting, everyone noticed the competition between Xiao Cheng and Kewell. ~

The competition lasted for five days, and Eastern cultivators were often cowardly from Western powerhouses. Many young strong men ended up defeating Western powerhouses. They can be said to be a common hatred against Western cultivators. Now, seeing Xiao Cheng and Western powerhouse Cowell are not unhappy.

"Uncle Master, kill him, kill him!" The messy mountains were connected, and the loud shouts of killing echoed under the dark clouds of thousands of miles.

On the ring, Xiao Cheng and Kewell stood opposite each other. Xiao Cheng listened to the mountain shouts on Wanliu Mountain, glanced at Kewell, and a burst of passion surged in his heart, and his fighting spirit rose.

No matter what he thinks about the entire world of practice, he is always a part of the world of practice. He also hates these Western practitioners, not to mention that the two or three disciples of Jiange are lost to the hands of Western powers, and he has already remembered this hatred in his heart.

Even though the two or three disciples of Jiange were not lost in the hands of Cowell, Cowell is also a Western powerhouse. This is no longer a fight between individuals, but also a bloody battle between the East and the West. No one will show mercy. I believe Cowell will not show mercy to him either.

Kewell looked Xiao Cheng from head to toe, and a trace of contempt and joke flashed in his eyes. In his opinion, the Eastern cultivator was just like this. He fought all the way, but he didn't even meet a decent opponent.

Cowell bowed his hand with the etiquette of the East, smiled coldly, raised his chin arrogantly, and sarcastically said in a very smooth Chinese: "Haha, it turns out that you are Xiao Cheng, the famous teacher of the East. It's just like this when you see it today. I am so disappointed that I am just a false reputation.

The God of Dharma is here, today, in the name of me, Cowell, will challenge you to death. In this arena, you either die or you die. Do you Xiao Cheng dare to face the challenge?"

After Cowell finished speaking, he had a sneer on his lips, and looked down at Xiao Cheng, who was a hundred meters away, waiting for Xiao Cheng's reply.

He is a young genius in the Western Magic Temple. He has been praised as the most likely strong man to become a magic god in a century since he was a child. He is above the top and has never encountered an opponent along the way, so he naturally has a bit of arrogance. He does not take Xiao Cheng into consideration.

If Xiao Cheng could be killed in this battle, his reputation in the West would be greatly improved and he would be regarded as a hero among the Western powerhouses by countless girls. This temptation is not small for him.

Tens of millions of cultivators on Wanliu Mountain were in an uproar when they heard Cowell's crazy words. Many people cursed that they really didn't know that the world was high and that they dared to say such words in the face of Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng smiled faintly and did not hear Kewell's ridicule at all. Kewell was just a young and energetic magician. If he couldn't even deal with this magician, how could he face the Dragon Knight he might encounter later?

Moreover, the magician's personality has always been very strange, and they are all spoiled by Western aristocrats. In addition, the cultures of the East and the West are different. Orientals are more humble, while Westerners are more straightforward. It is not surprising that the magician says this.

"Haha, it's just my wish. Take action!" Xiao Cheng smiled slightly and reached out to signal with a graceful look.

A murderous intent flashed in Kewell's eyes and a proud smile appeared. He was afraid that Xiao Cheng would admit defeat and surrender, knowing that he would lose, he could not continue to fight according to the rules of the competition.

Now that Xiao Cheng agreed to the life-and-death competition, he blocked Xiao Cheng's retreat to admit defeat and surrender, so that he had the chance to kill Xiao Cheng on the ring.

"Since you agree, don't regret it later. In your Eastern words, life and death are based on fate and wealth. If you die, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Cowell sneered coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, start, hurry up!" Xiao Cheng interrupted Cowell's self-admiration and talked with great impatiently. Just beat him, why do you do so much nonsense?

Kowell was interrupted and felt a little unhappy. It was impolite to interrupt others' words. He had never been interrupted by malicious intentions. He immediately used a floating technique, his body soared upwards, and came to the void a hundred meters high. At the same time, he used a spherical magic shield to protect himself tightly.

What Western magicians fear the most is that they are approached by melee warriors. Compared with the strong fighting spirit, their bodies are extremely fragile. Only by protecting themselves and setting a distance from melee warriors can they exert their maximum lethality.

If the opponent cannot get close to him and breaks his defense, he will have to be beaten passively, and he will be invincible. Kewell made all preparations, narrowed his eyes slightly to lock Xiao Cheng, muttering words and singing magic spells, and the magic light in his hand became brighter and brighter.

Kewell's magical attainments were indeed very high. He finished singing in the blink of an eye and gathered enough fire elements. His magic wand pointed at Xiao Cheng and shouted: "Sky Flame Light!"

He has the magical physique of the heavenly fire body, which is the strongest magical physique. The affinity of fire-type magic is unmatched by anyone else. The fire-type magic he casts is a little stronger than others. This blow is the fourth-level heavenly fire-type magic, and can kill magicians of the same level in an instant.

Even if this blow cannot kill Xiao Cheng, at least it can seriously injure Xiao Cheng. If you cast two more magic, you will definitely be able to burn Xiao Cheng to ashes.

As soon as Cowell finished speaking, a red pillar of fire fell from the sky, and was so fast that it was so fast that it came to Xiao Cheng's head. Xiao Cheng snorted coldly, without any intention of avoiding it. This level of magic damage cannot do anything to him, so why bother to take one shot at one go?

Xiao Cheng opened the shield and immediately rushed towards Kowell who was suspended in the sky, turning a blind eye to the huge pillar of fire that was about to fall on his body. With a loud bang, the pillar of fire seemed to have eyes and hit Xiao Cheng without bias. The pillar of fire, which was three or four meters in diameter, completely engulfed Xiao Cheng's figure.

In the pillar of fire, Xiao Cheng's Dao Shield completely blocked the pillar of fire. The pillar of fire could not do anything to him. His spiritual sense locked Cowell's position and rushed towards Cowell quickly.

When countless cultivators in the audience saw Xiao Cheng being covered by a pillar of fire, they immediately held their breath. The entire Wanliu Mountain was almost silent, looking at the moving huge pillar of fire intently. Almost everyone was worried about Xiao Cheng. Could this junior uncle be defeated like this?

The pillar of fire lasted for only two seconds, and the flames dissipated. Xiao Cheng was intact and did not suffer any damage. Seeing that Xiao Cheng seemed to be not injured, the cultivators on Wanliu Mountain all breathed a sigh of relief.

A distance of one or two hundred meters arrived instantly at Xiao Cheng's speed. The pillar of fire dissipated and Xiao Cheng had already arrived more than twenty meters away from Cowell.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng was not hurt at all, Kewell couldn't help but widen his eyes. Although this attack was not his strongest magic, it was at least in the top three. How could Xiao Cheng be unscathed?

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Chapter completed!