Swish! Swish! Swish!

The next moment, they had arrived on the high platform, approached Yang Xiutu's confidants, and whispered: "Sir, we have something important to report!"

"Huh? The Eight Wolves of Yanshan, you can't come here to watch the battle. This place belongs to the strong men of the One Hundred and Eight Stars. Get off quickly!"

Yang Xiutu's confidant frowned.

"Sir, the kid who fought against Yang Xiutu in the ring is the kid who killed Brother Futu!"

The eight wolves of Yanshan screamed impatiently.

"Are you sure?"

Yang Xiutu's confidant immediately changed his expression. The news brought by the Eight Wolves of Yanshan was obviously something he had not expected.

After receiving a positive reply from the Eight Wolves of Yanshan, Yang Xiutu's confidants immediately contacted Yang Xiutu in the ring.

The next moment, Yang Xiutu on the ring received a sound transmission from his confidants. The sound transmission between them used a consumable sound transmission prop, and the effect was similar to concentrating sound into a line.

, but much farther than the polyphonic line.

"What?"

Yang Xiutu was stunned when he heard the message.

After a while, he turned his eyes to Su Chen opposite, and his eyes quickly turned red, "Good boy, it's you!"

"It turns out you killed my brother!"

Yang Xiutu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Your brother deserved his death."

Su Chen spoke calmly, it turned out that Yang Xiutu was really Yang Futu's brother.

However, when fighting for the three-color water and fire lotus, everyone relied on their own abilities. In that situation, it was normal for casualties to occur. I don’t know how many warriors died in similar situations.

Under the circumstances, it makes no sense that because Yang Futu is Yang Xiutu's younger brother, Su Chen has to spare Yang Futu's life.

"A worthy death?"

Yang Xiutu sneered, "So, if I kill you here today, you deserve to die, right?"

With that said, Yang Xiutu was not going to endure it any longer. Originally, he was still hesitating whether to reveal his last trump card. After all, that trump card was originally for him to challenge a higher-ranked player.

Prepared by the One Hundred and Eight Constellations.

But now, knowing that Su Chen was the murderer of Yang Futu, Yang Xiutu finally made up his mind.

At that moment, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on Yang Xiutu's face. As a sneer sounded, Yang Xiutu's body trembled, and a stronger wave surged, as if it were a tide.

Like pouring out of his body.

Then, the aura on Yang Xiutu's body suddenly increased sharply.

"Hey, it turns out that Yang Xiutu has been hiding his strength before?"

"What a terrifying fluctuation. It seems that Yang Xiutu has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Reincarnation Realm, right?"

"I should have broken through to the peak of the ninth level of the Reincarnation Realm in the previous seclusion, but I have been hiding my strength. I am worthy of being a Disha ranked 61st. I really hide it."

Seeing this sudden change, the spectators around the square were stunned, and the noise was also silenced. After a while, there was an even louder noise.

The sound burst out, accompanied by a series of emotions.

The White Tiger Dharma King, who was sitting on the high platform watching the battle, saw this scene. Although his face was expressionless, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. It turned out that Yang Xiutu had something hidden.

He is not the ninth level of the rotation realm, but the peak of the ninth level of the rotation realm!

The cultivation level of half a small realm is enough to bring about a completely different combat power. It seems that this is the trump card that Yang Xiutu has been hiding all along.

It seems that Yang Xiutu is a sure winner in today's battle.

"Die!"

Yang Xiutu didn't give Su Chen much time. After giving a loud shout, he rushed towards Su Chen like a sharp arrow from a string. With the long knife in his hand, he slashed out a fake sword intention in mid-air, turning into

The huge tiger in the shape of a hill, carrying a much stronger power than before, rushed towards Su Chen vigorously and ferociously.

At this moment, everyone held their breath. Yang Xiutu's attack was obviously with all his strength, and he did not hold back at all, aiming to completely crush Su Chen!

boom!

The fake sword intent struck hard at the place where Su Chen was. At this moment, the huge arena trembled violently.

"Yang Xiutu is really hiding it too deeply. If he had become serious earlier, there would be no need to delay it until now. This battle would have been over long ago!"

"Maybe he wants to deliberately hide his strength so that he can challenge higher-ranking experts among the One Hundred and Eight Constellations later."

"This battle seems to have no suspense."

Boom boom boom!

Under the bombardment of Yang Xiutu's fake sword intention, the entire arena was trembling continuously, shining in chaos, and astonishing everyone.

"What a powerful power. It seems that after this battle, that kid Su Chen will no longer be able to exist in the world."

"What a pity. After all, he was a genius who had condensed the rudimentary form of sword intent at a young age, and he died like this."

"This is the fate of those who dare to challenge the powerful One Hundred and Eight Constellations. Not even a complete corpse will be left behind."

"This Su Chen has a good foundation, but he is too arrogant."

Seeing the power of Yang Xiutu's attack, most people present were moved by it. The combat power at the peak of the ninth level of the rotation realm is indeed not on the same level as that of the ninth level of the rotation realm.

However, everyone was sighing with emotion, and it was more of a spectacle. There are thousands of powerful people in Sin City, and I don’t know how many people want to become the 108th member of the City Lord’s Mansion.

One of the constellations, there are endless numbers of people who challenge the 108 constellations every year, and there are even more people who die tragically on it.

As for Su Chen, he is just an insignificant one among them. Only the successful ones will always be remembered, while the losers will soon be submerged in the long history.

In the river, no one cares.

There was a ferocious look on Yang Xiutu's mouth. However, immediately after, that ferocious smile solidified on his face.

Because, he suddenly discovered that after the fake sword intention dissipated, Su Chen's shadow was not seen on the ring. Su Chen's figure seemed to disappear out of thin air on the ring.

Where has that kid gone?

Could it be that under the impact of the fake sword intention, no bones were left?

Yang Xiutu thought of this possibility, but he vaguely felt that it was not the case. Could it be that the boy was so capable just now, but the impact just now was so useless?

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the other side of the arena: "Yang Xiutu, could it be that this is the only trump card you have been holding back for a long time?"

That kid is still alive!

Yang Xiutu suddenly turned his head and saw Su Chen's figure, who didn't know when, appeared on the other side of the ring. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at it like a mocking

Yang Xiutu.

The powerful attack just now did not cause any harm to Su Chen!
Chapter completed!