Chapter 1055: Slaying

"Are there any restrictions on the level of cultivation of the masters sent? If not, let's compare the five old guys!" The French old man said with a smile on his face, but his voice was provocative. He is a magician, and what he is best at is winning in chaos, and the magician's attacks are all large-scale. If the five of them are fighting in a chaos, he still has a great chance.
But Mars was not fooled, and said with a smile: "Of course the five of us can't shoot, otherwise it's meaningless. I think that's it. Limit the cultivation level to the middle of the nineteenth level, as long as it does not exceed the nineteenth level. In the mid-term, it's okay."
"Okay, let's do this. Each of the five parties will send one person to the game. There are no rules. As long as one party is not satisfied, you can continue to send masters until the last one is left, and the other four parties will not send people. It's the winner. Of course, there can only be one person per side on the field. Only if that person on the field is defeated can the next person be dispatched." The leader of Faguo opened his mouth and said slowly.
The other four people nodded when they heard this rule. This rule sounds fair and there is nothing wrong with it.
"Then follow this, everyone send someone." Yue Zhengrong also nodded in agreement.
For a time, the other four commanders all came out with masters, each with extraordinary temperament, and their powerful aura continued to be released.
But I don't know if these leaders have discussed it. The first master to fight is all the masters of the eighth floor of the Concentration Stage.
Next to Yue Zhengrong, Yue Chengfeng's eyes suddenly lit up. He, the young man of the Yue family, was recognized as the proud child of the sky. He had the eighth-level cultivation base of the Concentration Stage at a young age. He had his own pride.
Now that they know that the gate of space is closed, they will have nothing to do with the earth in the future. Whoever becomes the head of state will be the king of a country from now on. If his grandfather becomes the head of state, then he is the heir!
Yue Chengfeng also wanted to show up in this battle, so he offered to ask: "Grandpa, let me go!"
Yue Zhengrong glanced at his favorite grandson, with a smile on his face, nodded and said: "Okay, let you go and get some experience."
"Relax, grandson won't shame Grandpa!"
Yue Chengfeng walked into the arena with an arrogant expression. At this time, the venue was already circled. This is the ring. Anyone who is killed, concedes defeat, or leaves the ring is considered a loss.
Yue Chengfeng dressed in Tsing Yi, armed with a long spear, walked onto the ring with great prestige, glanced over the other four people, and said arrogantly: "Yue Chengfeng, please enlighten me!"
As soon as the voice fell, the other four looked at each other, and then simultaneously shot towards Yue Chengfeng.
Yue Chengfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't imagine that the four of them attacked him at the same time, and he was furious.
"You are looking for death!"
The spear in Yue Chengfeng's hand kept piercing, and a sharp net was intertwined in the air to resist the attack of the four men. However, these four people are also the strength of the eighth floor of the Concentration Stage, and no one is worse than Yue Chengfeng. How can Yue Chengfeng be able to resist the combination of four people? Soon the four people were approaching, and several attacks all hit Yue Chengfeng's body.
puff!
Yue Chengfeng spouted a mouthful of blood, and his body was blasted out of the ring directly and fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.
"You guys!" Yue Chengfeng clutched his chest, glaring at the four people on the ring angrily, with hatred in his heart. If he fights one by one, he can definitely beat these people, but how can he be reconciled if these people join hands to fight him?
On the ring, the blond-haired American youth said with disdain: "The defeated man is not qualified to speak!"
"I'm fighting with you!" Yue Cheng was about to get up and rush into the ring, but at this time Yue Zhengrong shouted in a gloomy voice: "Chengfeng, come back."
"Grandpa, the four of them beat me one by one. What kind of ability is there, one by one!" Yue Chengfeng said dissatisfied.
"Come back!" Yue Zhengrong didn't say much, only two words, but these two words should not be violated.
Yue Chengfeng was full of fear, but he could only grit his teeth and return to his grandfather.
Yue Zhengrong also had anger in his eyes at this time, but there was no way, the other party did not violate the rules. The rule of this competition is, if you lose, you lose.
"Who would dare to enter the ring?" Yue Zhengrong asked without looking back.
"General, the end will go!"
Suddenly a two-star general stood up, also at the eighth level of the Concentration Stage, but he carried a sense of murderousness, apparently a person who wandered on the edge of life and death all year round. Although he has the same cultivation base as Yue Chengfeng, if he is fighting strength, he is definitely higher than Yue Chengfeng by several grades.
Yue Zhengrong nodded, and the two-star general immediately rushed to the ring. The four people on the stage had already started, but when the two-star general of China came to the stage, the four immediately changed their attacks and attacked the two-star general at the same time.
General Erxing resisted two attacks, but slapped his back with a palm on the back of his heart and slapped him out directly. In front of him, the long spear in the hands of the master of Goose just pierced through the chest. Pass!
The two-star general of Hua Guo spouted blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, he died!
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This time everyone in China was angry. It was clear that the four countries had discussed it. No matter who took the head of state in the end, China could not get it! This is squeezing out China!
"General, the final battle!" At this moment, a three-star general walked out, and said with a murderous expression on his face spreading from the initial stage of the Ninth Floor of the Concentration Period.
Yue Zhengrong didn't speak, but just nodded. The four people on the stage apparently joined hands. It was dead on the eighth floor of the Concentration Stage, and it was useless.
But those four people were also shameless enough. Seeing that Hua Guo had come out of the ninth-level masters of the Concentration Stage, the four of them got out of the ring and gave up! Then the four countries each also became the masters of the early stage of the 9th floor of the Concentration Period, and the same four people joined forces to punish the three-star general of the Chinese nation!