Eight hundred and twenty first chapter arena 3
Seeing Zhao Hu taking the lead in attacking him, feeling the violent energy fluctuations on his fists, a serious look flashed in the eyes of the two-star martial artist. His body was still, and the abundant true energy in his body quickly poured into the spear in his hand. As the spear in his hand swung, it turned into extremely sharp gun shadows, and shot towards Zhao Hu with cold murderous intent.
Facing the attacks of gun shadows containing powerful power, Zhao Hu's face remained unchanged, his figure flashed rapidly, and he flexibly avoided the attacks of countless gun shadows. His huge fist, with terrifying power, kept waving out, smashing some gun shadows that had no time to dodge, and his footsteps were firmly galloping towards the two-star martial artist, wanting to get close to him and kill him with one punch.
Seeing Zhao Hu smashing the gun shadows he swung out one by one and approaching him quickly, the two-star martial artist immediately guessed Zhao Hu’s plan and couldn’t help but sneer ∠∠∠∠, ■.≆.≯ With a sound, the true energy in his body rushed into the spear in his hand. With the spear in his hand, it turned into extremely sharp gun shadows and shot towards Zhao Hu. On the way to the rapid flight point, it gathered together to form a black spear about a meter long, exuding a terrifying aura.
Feeling the terrifying aura emitted from the black spear, Zhao Hu's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to take it forward. His figure flashed rapidly, and he flexibly avoided the attack of the black spear.
Boom! The black spear about a meter long hit the hard bluestone floor, making a distance explosion, and exploded a large kang of one meter in radius on the hard bluestone floor.
Seeing Zhao Hu avoiding his black spear attack, the two-star martial artist showed a look of fear on his face, and did not dare to let Zhao Hu approach him. He used his flexible body technique. The spear in his hand continued to wave out, and the extremely sharp gun shadows shot out from it, shooting towards the vital parts of Zhao Hu's body.
Facing the attack of the two-star martial artist's gun shadows, Zhao Hu's figure kept flashing, and his huge fists swung rapidly. He was extremely sharp and black fist shadows, with terrifying power and sharp edge, faced with extremely sharp gun shadows, collided with them in mid-air, and made a sound of explosions of distance, turning into beautiful black flames, slowly disappearing between heaven and earth.
"Qing Ming, look, does that war god have a chance to pass the challenge of ten consecutive championships?" In the No. 1 VIP cabin above the audience stage of the gladiator, a handsome young man with gorgeous clothes and noble temperament, with bright and sharp eyes, staring at Zhao Hu in the gladiatorium.
"When you go back to Your Highness, if you don't have special means, you can't pass the challenge of ten consecutive championships." An old man wearing a black robe, thin body, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes from time to time, said with a respectful look on his face.
"I have a feeling that it is likely to pass the challenge of ten consecutive championships."
"Your Highness, if you are interested in that God of War, you can win him over to your Highness after passing the challenge of ten consecutive championships. I think that one of his wandering warriors should not refuse your Highness's recruitment."
"Well, I hope he doesn't refuse my kindness." Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Hu was still stalemate with the two-star martial artist and could not kill him, which made Zhao Hu's face slightly change. You know, this is just his second opponent. If you consume too much true energy and energy on this two-star martial artist, it will be extremely unfavorable for his next battle.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hu involuntarily increased the offensive in his hands, and sharp fist shadows containing huge power shot out from Zhao Hu's fists, and with cold murderous intent and fierce aura, he shot towards the two-star martial artist.
Feeling the change in Zhao Hu's offensive, the two-star martial artist did not dare to neglect. The true energy in his body flowed rapidly. The spear in his hand swung quickly. The gun shadows containing powerful power shot out from it, facing the extremely sharp fist shadows, and met them in mid-air, and violent collisions occurred, turning into countless black dots and disappearing between heaven and earth.
Seeing that the two-star martial artist blocked his attack, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged, and his feet increased rapidly. He passed through countless black gun shadows like lightning and approached his side. His huge fist shone with a sharp black edge, and with a terrifying force, it bombarded the abdomen of the two-star martial artist, with a big punch.
Seeing Zhao Hu rushing to him like lightning, the two-star martial artist showed a look of astonishment on his face, and his body quickly retreated, trying to avoid Zhao Hu's fist bombardment. At the same time, he immediately abandoned the spear in his hand, pulled out a sharp sword from his waist, and stimulated towards Zhao Hu's body, trying to use the sharp sword in his hand to force Zhao Hu away.
Seeing the two-star martial artist abandoning his gun and drawing his sword, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and he did not dodge his sword attack at all. He used his body to carry the sharp sword in his hand. His huge fist with terrifying power and smashed it hard onto his head.
Seeing that Zhao Hu did not dodge his sword attack, his huge fist hit his head straight, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the two-star martial artist, and he roared: "I want to see if it is your arms long or the sword long in my hand!"
After saying that, the two-star martial artist poured the true energy in his body into the long sword in his hand, causing the long sword in his hand to spit out the cold sword light, heading straight to Zhao Hu's chest, intending to pierce Zhao Hu's chest before Zhao Hu's fist fell on his head, and kill him on the spot.
"Go to die!" When the sharp sword, with a sharp edge, was about to hit Zhao Hu's chest, the two-star martial artist roared with a wolve-tongued look on his face.
At the same time, the true energy in the two-star martial artist's body was rapidly flowing, and it poured into the long sword in his hand without reservation, causing him to constantly swallow and spit out a series of extremely sharp sword lights, with a squeaky and cold murderous aura, stabbing Zhao Hu's chest like lightning.
Bang! A crisp sound, in the shocked and incredible gaze of the two-star martial artist, the sharp sword that stabbed Zhao Hu in the chest was as if it had hit a hard rock, and it broke in an instant, falling weakly onto the bluestone ground, making a crisp sound of metal collision.
At the same time, Zhao Hu's huge fist shone with a sharp black edge, with the whistling wind and terrifying power, gradually amplified in the horrific gaze of the two-star martial artist until it fell on his head and smashed his head. Countless white brains and bright red shot out, causing him to collapse weakly on the ground without having time to scream, becoming a cold headless corpse.
After a cold look at the headless corpse on the ground, Zhao Hu secretly changed the dark source power in his body and used the dark healing technique. A stream of cold dark source power flowed along the meridians in his body, and stayed in his chest, blended into the broken ribs, allowing him to slowly recover.
Although Zhao Hu relied on the powerful defense of the soft armor of the golden silk to block the attack of the two-star martial artist's sword and did not allow the sword to penetrate into his body, the huge power attached to the sword penetrated into his body through the golden silk software, breaking several of his ribs, forcing him to use the skills of the dark healing technique to completely repair the broken ribs on his chest, so as not to damage his combat power, which is not conducive to the subsequent battle.
After seeing Zhao Hu for a while, he killed the two-star martial artist on the spot. The old man in black who was in charge of the fight showed a look of surprise on his face. Although he felt that Zhao Hu's combat power was a little stronger than that of the two-star martial artist and there was no problem in achieving the final victory, he did not expect that Zhao Hu's victory would come so quickly.
Although the old man in black was a little surprised and shocked by Zhao Hu's victory so quickly, he had no confidence in Zhao Hu's victory in ten consecutive championships, but he only had a little expectation. After hesitating for a while, he waved his hand and let the next gladiator come on the field.
After receiving the instructions of the old man in black, he waited in the audience and watched a three-star martial artist fighting Zhao Hu quickly climbed to the arena. Without saying a word, he waved the sharp sword in his hand and launched a fierce attack on Zhao Hu. Suddenly, he saw extremely sharp red sword lights shot out from it and shot towards Zhao Hu's body.
Obviously, the Samsung martial artist was not ready to give Zhao Hu the chance to cultivate at all. He wanted to use high-intensity attacks to kill Zhao Hu before his true energy and energy were restored.
Facing the fierce attack of the three-star martial artist, Zhao Hu sneered, his body as lightning, leaving a afterimage in place, piercing through countless red sword lights, but his true body quickly rushed to the side of the three-star martial artist. His huge fist shone with a sharp black edge, and with terrifying power and strong wind, it bombarded his abdomen.
Feeling the strong wind caused by Zhao Hu's fist, the three-star martial artist did not dare to neglect. He retreated several steps back. The sharp sword in his hand danced lightly, and the fiery red sword lights were wrapped around the sword, and he was unable to breathe, carrying a hot breath and terrifying power, like a fire dragon, meeting Zhao Hu's fist. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!