The close master of the beauty director

"You lost." Mo Xianfei stepped on Shi Jun's belly, and said lightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shi Jun, who fell on the ground, was stunned. Looking at Mo Xian, who was confident and calm, he couldn't react for a while.

"Ah, no, how could I lose to you!" He roared loudly, his expression a little crazy, the giants and the elves are sworn enemies, he can lose to anyone, but he can't lose to Mo Xian, this is for him Said it was an unbearable blow.

He slapped his palm on the ground, and the hard ground was immediately full of cracks. He turned over and stood up with the force of the shock, and swept out with his claws, only to find that Mo Xian had already flapped his thin wings and was flying away.

"My giant race is a born fighter, there is no way I will lose to you, you are going to die!" He still can't imagine that he was defeated by this thin ant in front of him. fiber attack.

But Mo Xian, who was in mid-air, was still not surprised. He walked around in his fists, borrowing his strength and not confronting him head-on.

His eyes were full of calm, facing the huge body in front of him without fear in mid-air, Shi Jun's punching wind caused a violent energy shock, setting off gusts of wind and waves.But like a flat boat in the ocean, he sailed with the trend, his figure was erratic, especially the dancing of the wings behind his back, which further set off his chic and elegant.

In the end, he found an opportunity again, when Shi Jun's fists attacked him, he suddenly controlled the energy of heaven and earth to block his feet, and collapsed to the ground again with a bang.

"You lost." The figure fluttered down, and the words were still indifferent, but to Shi Jun's ears, they sounded like a knife cut. He couldn't accept the fact that he was defeated by Mo Xian!

He is the young master of the giant clan, with a rare mountain soul body, not to mention an elf clan that does not focus on fighting, even if he looks at the entire hidden world, he believes that he is invincible at the same level!

Now being defeated by the ants in his eyes, especially after he opened his most proud mountain soul body, this result, he cannot accept!

He roared again and shot, but the result remained the same. His huge body and unstable bottom plate were his flaws.Endless strength and no fatigue became his shackles at this time. He got up tirelessly again and again, and was knocked down by Mo Xian again and again. He was already crazy, and there was only one thought in his heart, kill, kill, kill Mo Xian!

The corner of Mo Xian's mouth is still smiling, but if you observe carefully, you will find that this smile is a little bit more meaningful than usual. Instead of killing Shi Jun, he chose to plant a demon in him, plant a He can't defeat his own demons in his whole life!

Even though Shi Jun is crazy now, and he looks like he will not be a human being unless he kills him, but when he wakes up, all he has left is full of fear for him.

As the saying goes, attacking the heart is the first thing, and Mo Xian has undoubtedly mastered this way!

Finally, the elder of the giant tribe who came with Shi Jun realized Mo Xian's intentions, and instead of Shi Jun, he conceded and knocked him unconscious, and then the farce ended.

"Mo Xiansheng." Gus looked at Mo Xian with a smile, and nodded in appreciation, but he was very dignified in his heart. The young master of the elves in this generation is not easy.

Number seven and eight are Hulu, the Eastern European superpower, David, the holy son of the Holy Cult.

Hulu's ability is to deform his body, which can be long or short, thick or thin, not to mention s-shape, even z-shape and w-shape are just a piece of cake for him, so ordinary attacks can't hurt him at all. If his opponent is someone like Keith Roman Olin, he has a great chance of winning.

But his luck is really not very good. When he met a saintly cultivator, he must know that what he cultivates is the power of light, and light is everywhere. No matter how you transform, you cannot escape the envelope of light.

So, this time David won.

Number nine and number ten are both blood races, one is Artis, the son of darkness, and the other is Robert.

There is no doubt about Robert's strength. He had an amazing record of not only escaping calmly but also killing one of the three fourth-tier masters. If it weren't for his family's failure to fully join the Dark Council, he would definitely be qualified to be the Son of Darkness!

However, even so, the protagonist of this battle is still not him. No matter how powerful the blood race is in front of Aldis, they will just bow their heads and surrender.

Altis, no one knows how strong he is. The only thing he knows is that he has been secretly determined to be the next Lord of Darkness. This title alone is enough to eclipse the aura of genius of all blood races!

"You want...to challenge me?" In the Colosseum, the blond-haired Aldis looked at Robert playfully. It was no coincidence that he got number nine and Robert was number ten.

"Altis, let's do it, let me see how strong you are." Robert said blankly, no matter which country, there are always people who are born for war. Bot also belongs to this category.

He came to participate in the competition to recruit relatives, not to marry Mona, but to challenge Altis!

"Your strength is good, but do you think you can defeat me just like this?" Altis said jokingly.

Robert remained silent. He was a proud son of heaven. He had always been undefeated at the same level. He once considered himself the No. 1 of the blood clan's younger generation. He felt as lonely as snow, and it was hard to find a match.

However, it wasn't until he went to the headquarters of the Dark Council to see Aldis single out the top ten fourth-rank elders that he suddenly realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

From then on, he set the goal of defeating Altis. The world marveled that he could escape from the hands of the three masters of the fourth rank, but he was ashamed of it. If it were Altis, the opponent who had killed him would have fled in vain.

After a year of penance, he learned that Artis was coming to the Dracula family's wedding ceremony, so he also came, not for anything else, just to fight him!

"Defeat me." He said lightly, his fighting spirit couldn't be seen from his expression, but his energy had already gathered, and now he was at his peak.

Even after a year of painstaking training, Robert knew that he could not beat Altis after seeing the scene of the battle between Altis and the top ten fourth-tier masters. He came to challenge, just wanting to see the gap between himself and him. How big is it.

Altis looked at Robert, as if he had sensed something, his expression became a little dignified.Suddenly, he smiled again: "Let's make a move, let me see the capital you dare to challenge."

Robert closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were blood-red. Two blood moons appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, two fangs grew from the corners of his mouth, and the nails on his hands became longer.In an instant, an extremely explosive breath erupted from him.

This breath was so earth-shattering that Jiang Yang stared at him for a few more times.Most of the blood races were fighting on the sidelines, but at this time, the calm eyes of these blood races suddenly flushed, and at the same time, the corners of their mouths unconsciously showed their fangs, and they got up with a slight growl, as if they were going to go towards Robert in the Colosseum , this breath actually controlled their minds!

"Blood God Transformation!" Gus horrified, and then shot quickly. With a wave of his right hand, a huge amount of dark energy poured out, nourishing the hearts of all blood races and restoring their sanity.

The blood race who regained his sanity remembered the scene just now, and suddenly his expression changed drastically. Looking at Robert in the Colosseum, he was no longer in awe of Jiang Yang, but a fear emanating from the depths of his soul!

Blood God Transformation, Blood Clan Secret Art, Nine Transformations into Gods!

However, not many blood races dare to practice such an astonishing secret technique. There is no other reason. This secret technique is too violent. If you lose your mind a little bit, you will be overwhelmed by the violent breath and become a monster who only knows how to kill without a trace of reason.

"Blood God Change? Interesting..." But Altis, who was at the center of the rage, was not infected by Robert's breath, and still had a playful expression.

"The second change of the blood god, the blood-striped demon body!" Robert roared, the berserk aura emanating from it stagnated, and then rolled back into his body.At the same time, bloody runes appeared on the surface of his body, and when the violent breath disappeared, he had already become a blood man.

But it's not blood, but dense blood streaks!

But this is not the end, blood streaks emerged, flashing a strange light, and then retracted into his body again, revealing his somewhat ferocious face.

Bang—bang—… This is the sound of his heart beating, showing his strong vitality!