Vol 4 Chapter 51: The Way of Thunder

"court death!"
A trace of ecstasy flashed in the middle-aged martial artist's eyes, and he gave a cold shout, ignoring Xiao Lang's attack, and violently hit his head with his left hand.
But at this moment, Xiao Lang's head and body suddenly shook, and a strange scene appeared in front of him, Xiao Lang's body actually split in two? It seems to be split in the middle?
With such a weird picture, anyone will be frightened when it is changed. There was a subconscious meal in his body, but there was a chuckle in his heart, and he secretly said a bad sound.
really!
His left hand was hit, and there was a tearing pain in his chest, his body was smashed out and his ribs were broken.
He shook his head and found that Xiao Lang's body had returned to its original shape. It was definitely an illusion just now. Fortunately, Xiao Lang's lower abdomen was shot through by the wind of his five fingers, and there were five blood movements. At this moment, he was holding his lower abdomen in both hands with his head down, blood was flowing across the lower abdomen, and his face was extremely painful, obviously suffering a heavy injury.
"boom!"
He slapped the ground, ignoring the tearing pain from his chest, preparing to take Xiao Lang's injury and desperately kill him!
Tens of thousands of people in the field all mentioned their throats. Naturally, they were not nervous because of the lives of the two, but because of their profound stones. Only the broken shoes really worried Xiao Lang. His eyes kept flashing and he was very puzzled. Why was Xiao Lang so careless? Why don't you release the God Splitting Hand and kill this person directly?
Xiao Lang's body was getting closer, and the heart of the dead fighter became more and more excited. He seemed to see a hundred profound stones placed in front of him, waiting for him to squander.
In the next second, his good wishes were shattered, and the black stone picture in his mind disappeared, leaving only a pair of cold and calm eyes.
Thousands of grass and vines whizzed out behind Xiao Lang, a few entangled him, and the rest whizzed towards the dead fighter. At the same time, his body shot away, accompanied by the grass and vines all over the sky, his figure turned into an afterimage, entangled with the dead fighter.
The sudden upheaval made tens of thousands of people stand up in shock, and countless gamblers who bet on the death fighter to win have a bad feeling.
really!
In just a blink of an eye, Cao Teng hovered in the air and disappeared into the air. Xiao Lang's body stood in the field, while the warrior had fallen to the ground, his head was smashed, his eyes widened, and his eyes were staring.
"Wow!"
The field suddenly exploded and scolded one after another. Of course, many people secretly cheered and made a fortune.
"I continue to choose the challenge!"
Accompanied by Xiao Lang's deep roar, the scene became lively again, is this person crazy? Having fought twice in a row, but still injured, continue to challenge?
When Xiao Lang's opponent, a warrior at the pinnacle of kings stepped onto the arena, the field became more lively. This time the bet was very large, and Xiao Lang's opponents were all chosen to win, and many people even overwhelmed their worth.
After hearing the whispers of countless people, he hurriedly sent a shocked voice to Xiao Lang: "Xiao Lang won't fight this time. If we lose and win, we will have nine thousand more profound stones. Stop playing! This person is very famous in the death battle. He has won more than ten games. It is too dangerous!"
"Ok?"
Xiao Lang looked at his opponent this time suspiciously. This person looked young, in his early thirties, with a random bunch of purple curly hair, and his eyes were full of vicious and tyrannical colors. The breath on his body can probably tell that this person is definitely the peak strength of the kings, and he must have special attack methods.
The rules of the death battle can be rejected after knowing the opponent's strength. However, once Xiao Lang chose to avoid the battle, the bounty from his previous two death fights was gone.
He hesitated. This kind of death fight is not fighting outside. If you can't win, you can take the secret battle to escape. Here is endless death! In the end, his eyes flashed and he gritted his teeth and announced that he would continue the death fight.
This time he won the bounty and became tenfold, and the Death Arena would give him a thousand profound stones, which adds up to more than one thousand profound stones. He chose to fight and bet on his shoes, and to win this game is equal to more than 10,000 profound stones. These profound stones are enough for his Heavenly Demon combat skills to reach the third peak, and he must take a gamble.
The betting was finished soon, and there were shouts of killing in the field, of course they were all shouting to kill Xiao Lang. The boy with broken shoes was extremely nervous, stood up and held his breath, not daring to blink his eyes.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
The purple-haired warrior on the opposite side moved, and actually slowly forced him towards Xiao Lang step by step. His steps were heavy, and each step caused the ring to sway, and the momentum on each step was strong, that was like a mountain-like momentum. Xiao Lang felt a little suffocated.
"Sure enough, he is the strong one!"
Xiao Lang's back was slightly arched, and the grass vine whizzed out, circling wildly in the air behind him, his eyes locked on his opponent, like a lone wolf in the Jedi.
"boom!"
The death fighter ignored the grass and vines behind Xiao Lang, and continued to walk step by step, a purple light glowed on his body, and his profound energy gathered and raised his hand to release a large palm print. In that palm print, there were flashes of thunder and lightning, with a terrifying aura.
"I go!"
The boy with broken shoes shrank his eyes and yelled: "Cheating on the death battlefield, this warrior has a sense of the way of thunder and lightning, attacking the emperor of comparable people! This is not fair, I demand to stop fighting!"
The raging roar of the broken shoe boy was ignored, only a maid came over to explain in a low voice. This death fight was originally full of variables, didn't Xiao Lang hide it in the first battle of Cao Veng? Xiao Lang had seen this person and agreed to go to war. Naturally, it was not cheating. He could only be blamed for his low eyesight.
"call out!"
Xiao Lang collected the grass and vines for the first time, rolled on the spot, and then slid to the side against the ground.
He felt the power of that big mudra, and knew that the lightning contained in that big mudra must be extremely domineering, how could he dare to resist?
"boom!"
Fortunately, he reacted fast enough, and as soon as the big handprint appeared, he immediately avoided it. The big handprint hit the shield, smashing the shield created by the powerful restriction and shaking for a while.
"call out!"
Before Xiao Lang slid far, the dead fighter raised his hand and smashed another big handprint, chasing Xiao Lang's body. Xiao Lang's palm slammed the ground violently, the bluestone in the ground shook, and a gap broke open. His body shot up and avoided again, but the next big handprint of the dead fighter appeared again...
"No way, if this goes on, he will be crushed to death sooner or later!"
Xiao Lang secretly became anxious, his body like a monkey on a hot pan, and continued to flicker on the ring.
After a while, he found an opportunity to ride the rolling on the ground. He secretly released Cao Teng, turned into a phantom and lurked underground, and then instantly emerged from the foot of the warrior. Cao Teng split into countless clones and wrapped the warrior in.
"good chance!"
At this moment, Xiao Lang's eyes were bright and scary. He didn't expect that martial artist would react so slowly? Cao Teng is close and don't know how to avoid it?
Don't miss the opportunity!
His body shot away immediately, as long as he was brought close, this warrior would die no matter how strong he was.
"Chichi!"
At this moment, a scene that shocked Xiao Lang incomparably happened.
Before the grass and vines attacked, countless electric arcs appeared on the surface of the warrior, and all the grass and vines entwining his body were shrouded in it. And the avatar of Cao Teng was touched by the flashing electric arc, and they turned into nothingness.
The corners of the death fighter's mouth were mocking, and his eyes were cold. His legs suddenly glared on the ground, and his body shot towards Xiao Lang like a cannonball, an iron fist arc surrounded, and the space near his arm was twisted. He smashed Xiao Lang's body with an extremely terrifying aura.