Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 451 Great Melee (First Update) (Subscribe!!!)
Most of these people who left were warriors who participated in the previous session.

Many of the people left today are participating for the first time. Although Tu Xiong has a famous reputation, they still want to try it out.

After all, this assessment is a scuffle, and two fists are no match for four hands. Maybe you can really take advantage of the chaos and get a chance.

Tu Xiong glanced around, seeing that there were still many people left behind, he spoke coldly.

"It seems that all of you are courting your own death, so don't blame me."

The meaning in these words is directly a threat, an undisguised threat.

Many of the warriors present were warriors from big families, each of them was extremely arrogant, how could they endure such a threat.

"Hmph, who will die and who will live, I don't know yet."

A warrior, also the best among the warriors present, Qing Li from a big family, Qing Clan, said with a cold snort.

This Qingli's strength is also enough to reach the level of a peak saint, and he may not be afraid of that Tu Xiong.

Hearing Tu Xiong's threat, he counterattacked in a cold voice.

"kindness?"

Hearing Qing Li's words, Tu Xiong turned his eyes away, looking at Qing Li, his eyes were full of killing intent.

Tu Xiong said with a ferocious face.

"Wait until the stage, I will kill you!"

"Come on then."

Not to be outdone, Qing Li fought back.

"Are you ready? No one has thrown in the towel, so let's all get on stage."

The disciples of Beiman Academy said loudly that a gap was opened in the arena, and all warriors present rushed into it at once.

On this arena, countless restrictions were placed to prevent the power from spreading out, and at the same time to prevent the warriors from leaving without authorization.

The person who set up the restriction was probably extremely powerful. After observing it, Chu Fengmian knew that even he could not simply break the restriction.

All of these are revealing the powerful heritage of Beiman College.

The arena is huge, it can accommodate hundreds of people standing separately, it is easy, everyone has chosen their positions.

Many warriors choose to stand on the edge of the ring, in the corner, to prevent being attacked.

After all, in a melee, everyone present is an enemy to each other.

Chu Fengmian also chose a corner and stood there, his face was extremely calm.

Of all the people on the ring, only one person is the winner, and the rest are just stepping stones, who may be trampled down, or even fall directly.

"start!"

Following the cry of the Beiman Academy disciple, he shouted in surprise.

All the warriors on the ring burst out with a burst of spiritual power.

All of them unleashed their strength completely, but no one took the initiative to make a move.

In such a melee, whoever makes a rash move first may be besieged.

"A bunch of trash!"

Tu Xiong stood on the stage, seeing that no one made a move, his eyes showed a bit of disdain, and his eyes suddenly looked at Qingli.

A pair of eyes, full of killing intent.

"Boy, I'll kill you first! Show those trash! What will happen if you dare to be my enemy!"

The spiritual power on Tu Xiong's body exploded completely, and this force was no weaker than that of ordinary peak saints.

With a movement of Tu Xiong's feet, he rushed directly in front of Qingli, his spiritual power burst out, and his whole body became extremely huge, three or four times the height of an ordinary warrior.

"die!"

He punched out, and the entire arena shook slightly.

Facing Tu Xiong's punch, Na Qingli was not to be outdone, he drew his sword suddenly, and slashed at Tu Xiong.

This sword already contained a bit of sword intent, and the moment it was cut, the space was hissing.

These two people are the two most powerful among all the people present. Seeing Tu Xiong and Qing Li fighting, countless people present quietly watched them.

Xu Bang fights for the fisherman's gain, and everyone wants to be the last winner.

"boom!"

With one punch and one sword, these two extremely powerful spiritual powers clashed immediately.

This confrontation, without any skill at all, is a real collision of strength.

"Boy, with your strength, you dare to act presumptuously in front of me?"

The two forces faced each other, and Tu Xiong's face was filled with a sneer.

The next moment, his punch directly broke Qingli's sword edge.

This punch not only broke Qingli's sword edge, but also forced him back a few steps, causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out from Qingli's mouth.

"Impossible! My strength has clearly reached the level of a peak saint, how could I lose!"

Qing Li looked at Tu Xiong with disbelief in his eyes.

Tu Xiong's strength seemed to be that of a saint at the peak, and Qing Li's strength was the same.

But now, when the two sides fought against each other, Qing Li was defeated so badly that he was completely powerless to fight back.

There was a bit of fear in Qing Li's eyes.

Tu Xiong's strength had already far exceeded his expectations, and it was simply not something he could compete with.

In Qing Li's heart, there was a bit of regret. If he had known that Tu Xiong's strength was so strong, he would definitely not say anything to provoke Tu Xiong.

But now, it's too late to regret.

"I surrender……"

The words in Qing Li's mouth were not half finished yet.

Tu Xiong's body had already moved, and with a movement of his feet, he rushed to Qing Li in an instant.

With a sudden punch, it hit Qing Li's chest.

"boom!"

Countless fresh blood splashed out, and the green and sharp chest was directly smashed, and all internal organs were shattered.

Qing Li didn't even have time to admit defeat, and was directly killed by Tu Xiong.

Such a well-known genius died directly in Tu Xiong's hands.

"Cutting grass and roots, what a ruthless method."

Looking at Tu Xiong's actions, Chu Fengmian secretly thought.

When Tu Xiong made a move, he didn't give Qing Li any chance, and directly killed Qing Li.

In this arena, although you can choose to surrender, you can also be killed before surrendering.

Tu Xiong's method was to not give Qing Li a chance to surrender at all, and he acted vigorously and killed Qing Li instantly.

"Damn!"

"Go, kill him!"

"If we don't kill him, none of us can win!"

Several figures suddenly moved.

These several figures suddenly hit Tu Xiong in all directions.

Knives, guns, swords, spears, and countless spiritual weapons appeared one after another, and they directly bombarded Tu Xiong.

Even Qing Li was not a one-shot enemy for Tu Xiong, who was already the biggest threat in the arena.

These other warriors joined hands together and shot at the same time, with countless martial arts skills, it seemed that they had already blasted towards Tu Xiong.

None of the disciples who participated in the assessment had a heart to win, and now they are preparing to besiege Tu Xiong and eradicate this biggest threat.

(End of this chapter)