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Chapter 803: Black Wolf(2/2)

However, if Jiang Xuan knew that Wang Ning was in a certain VIP room at this time, he would have recognized his identity long ago. I wonder if Jiang Xuan would be surprised by Wang Ning's methods.

"Scene 15, I'll do it."

At this time, a heavy thunderous voice sounded.

Boom!

A vigorous figure appeared on the competition stage.

This is a young man of about thirty years old. He is thin and frail, but his eyes are as fierce as a hungry wolf. His whole body has a strong aura, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The young man came not far from Jiang Xuan, his eyes were cold, like two knives, capable of tearing the void. He looked very brave and powerful. He finally spoke and said coldly: "In the fifteenth game, you are destined to...

defeat."

"It's 'Black Wolf'!"

"I didn't expect that the people backstage at the Tianjiao Arena could no longer sit still and actually sent the 'Black Wolf' up."

"This is what was expected. Jiang Xuan has almost won fifteen games in a row and received a huge Yuan Jingshi reward. The people behind the Tianjiao Competition Stage will naturally send strong men to stop him."

In the surrounding auditorium, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the young man with a ferocious aura, all showing fanatical expressions.

Black Wolf, this is the title of the young man, representing the invincible existence among the warriors in the early stage of Saint Realm.

"It's actually the 'Black Wolf'?"

At this time, Ximen Xuehui, who was sitting in the auditorium, looked surprised.

His hands immediately tightened, obviously very nervous.

The legend of the Black Wolf has always existed in the Tianjiao Arena.

Black Wolf is a dead warrior behind the scenes of Tianjiao Bi Arena. He possesses martial arts cultivation at the peak of the fourth level of the Saint Realm. He is powerful and is praised by everyone as an invincible existence in the early stages of the Saint Realm.

Jiang Xuan won fourteen consecutive games on the competition stage. The people behind the Tianjiao Arena finally couldn't sit still and sent out the "Black Wolf" to stop Jiang Xuan's winning streak.

Hei Lang had no expression on his face, his eyes were as cold as two knives, staring at the silver mask on Jiang Xuan's face, and said: "It's quite good that you can reach this point. I don't want to kill you, go down.

, you can’t win the fifteenth game.”

Jiang Xuan shook his head and said: "If you don't give it a try, how will you know that I can't beat you?"

"madness!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Hei Lang's mouth, and he shouted loudly. It was like the buzzing of a big bell, and the entire competition platform trembled. Many spectators nearby felt their eardrums vibrating and painful.

"What a terrifying black wolf. I'm afraid he will enter the late stage of sainthood!"

Many people around him had horrified looks in their eyes.

"Let's take action. There's no way I'm going to back down in this fifteenth game." Jiang Xuan said, staring at the young man opposite him. This black wolf was indeed extraordinary, which made him feel a little bit stressed.

Hei Lang smiled coldly, his eyes were like swords, he looked at Jiang Xuan and said: "Since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you."

"I'm the one who made it possible for you! Today, no one can stop me from winning fifteen consecutive games with a huge amount of Yuan Crystal, not even you Black Wolf." Jiang Xuan answered firmly.

"Hahaha……"

Hei Lang laughed and opened his mouth, his black hair dancing wildly, the black iron ropes on his body swinging like tentacles, sending out a chill, and said: "I admire your courage, but I also hope that your strength will not let me down."

"It will not let you down."

Jiang Xuan took a big step towards the black wolf, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a sword light. The bright heart of the sword burst out instantly, and the sword light tore through the sky, like a meteor in the dark night, piercing the darkness.

"What a fast sword!"

Hei Lang's pupils shrank, and he backed away crazily. The black iron rope on his sleeve quickly faced Jiang Xuan.

"when!"

There was a harsh clang sound, and the two iron ropes in Hei Lang's hand were cut off. However, Jiang Xuan's sword, which was just a wooden sword after all, was immediately shattered by the iron ropes and cracked inch by inch.

However, the sword intent rushed into Black Wolf's body, causing severe damage to his internal organs, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Xuan's figure appeared, looking at the broken wooden sword in his hand, he couldn't help but shook his head.

If this sword was strong enough, the sword strike just now could definitely kill Heilang.

"The sword is broken?"

"But the black wolf was injured."

Looking at the two people on the competition stage, everyone gasped.

Jiang Xuan stood calmly with his hands behind his back, while Hei Lang was forced back by a sword, with blood spilling from his mouth.

"Your sword intention is very strong."
Chapter completed!
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