Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 117
The Colosseum, which should have been roaring like a tsunami, has become completely silent since the fierce battle started. It was too shocking for them to react.

The second degree of madness is only found in legends, but the berserker brigade of the flying mercenary regiment can carry out the second degree of madness as a whole!
The captain of the perverted brigade was even more perverted, and he went berserk three times, not to mention that his magic pet, the sacred beast, the Flaming Lion, signed the blood contract that was the most restrictive in the contract, and he could also go berserk.

Keno freaks out!
People's gazes involuntarily drifted to Long Zhantian.

What is the head of such a perverted team?In a daze, they remembered a strange but familiar name, macho!

"Powell, take your life, I want your blood to avenge my brothers!" Jino swung his giant sword and rushed forward, the cold sword lighted his eyes, and the cold murderous intent filled Jino's heart, and his violent fighting spirit surged, It made him slash with his sword like a reincarnated god of war.

The hatred from the heart turned into the most tyrannical sword in Jino's life.

Powell, who was intimidated by Jino's aura, was timid. He used to rely on his aura to oppress the opponent. When he was terrified, he took advantage of the momentum and slammed the opponent's blood for five steps. Now he was intimidated by the opponent's aura, and it was Jino who threatened to defeat him personally. , which made Powell lose an inch, so he had to barely resist with his sword, and he couldn't even display [-]% of his strength.

The giant swords collided.

"Crack!"

Powell's half-meter-wide super giant sword was severed by Jino, and he followed the sword, and the sword's light flashed across Powell's neck in an instant.

A splash of blood splattered.

The big head flew more than ten meters away.

Jino knelt down on one leg, with his huge sword stuck in the ground, and raised his voice, "Brothers, I have avenged you!"

"Roar"

Xiaoyue Sirius roared unwillingly. It signed a master-slave contract with Powell. Although it is not as overbearing as a blood contract, the master dies immediately, but it also has a time limit. If the contract cannot be terminated within a few days, it will definitely die.

Gino soared into the air and landed on the berserk Flaming Lion.

Human-animal union.

Hack and kill the Howling Moon Sirius.

The Flaming Lion had another delicious meal, swallowing the magic core of Xiaoyue Sirius, and his strength increased greatly. He roared, and the sound shook the sky. Jino swung his sword and shouted wildly, and 36 berserkers raised their heads and roared.

The tragic momentum shocked everyone.

The Colosseum was silent, and no audience made a sound. They were deeply shocked, and the indomitable momentum was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Only one person shouted: "It's really him!"

Undoubtedly, this person must be the number one member of the Flying Mercenary Corps, Emmond!

The staff quickly cleaned up the body.

"Long Zhantian, let's fight!" The muscles on Dessler's face kept trembling, his face became extremely ugly, and his eyes showed cold killing intent.

Long Zhantian lazily stood up and walked slowly to the center of the arena.

The Great Elder Hill of the Purple Moon Temple stood up and said through the loudspeaker crystal: "In this battle, both sides bet on the God-killing Bow and Saint Cloth, and the winner will get the opponent's artifact."

The Colosseum, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out again with a torrent of shouts.

Long Zhantian smiled and waved his hands around, like a leader, he was not at all nervous or worried about facing the god-level master and the dragon knight, Dessler.

"I will kill you!" Daisler took out a seven-meter-long dragon gun. He didn't use his partner, the fire dragon. In his opinion, he didn't need it at all.

"Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!" Long Zhantian said coldly and arrogantly.

His words were like a fuse, instantly detonating the audience. Who doesn't know how powerful Dessler is. He is a god-level master, and he is also a dragon knight. Who dares to say that killing him is like slaughtering a dog, and only the dragon and the sky are alone!
Daisler's face was livid, and his killing intent was surging.

The seven-meter-long dragon spear shot suddenly.

The gun turned into a little cold light.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters, and the seven-meter long spear reached Long Zhantian's face as soon as it struck out, giving him no time to dodge and use the Shenshen Bow.

How can archers compare with dragon knights in close combat?

brush!
The purple-red light flashed, and the Zhushen Bow appeared in Long Zhantian's hands, stood in front of Long Zhantian, and pushed it directly, not the back of the bow, but the bowstring as thin as gossamer.

"Buzz!"

The tip of the dragon gun was only a little bit, but it was blocked by the bowstring.

The Colosseum once again fell into a state of complete silence, there was no way, the Flying Mercenary Corps came out either perverted or macho, you couldn't quickly digest the shock they brought.

"You are nothing more than that." Long Zhantian said proudly.

When these words sounded, people discovered that the emotional Long Zhantian held the back of Zhushen bow with one hand, and blocked the attack of the dragon spear with the string of Zhushen's bow.

Daisler's old face was ashen, and the amazing fighting spirit burst out suddenly. Where he stepped, the ground cracked, and the seven or eight-meter-long crack proved his strength, and the fighting spirit surging a full meter outside his body showed his god level The strength of a master.

Long Zhantian, who has broken through to the peak of the Four Heavens, is already equivalent to a god-level master in his own strength, not weaker than Dessler, and the true qi of heaven and earth is even more domineering, several times higher than Dessler's fighting qi level , so Long Zhantian dared to hold the bow with one hand to resist Dessler's attack.

However, the strength of the two is almost the same after all.

Daisler went all out to attack.

Long Zhantian was also unable to fight with a single-armed bow. His foot slipped, and the tip of the spear fell off the string of the bowstring. Long Zhantian's true energy vibrated, and the tip of the spear deviated by about ten centimeters, and rubbed along Long Zhantian's right arm. Pass.

Daissler, who was frantically exerting force, rushed forward involuntarily.

With a flip of Long Zhantian's palm, the Shenshen Bow was balanced, and the bowstring slid across Daisler's neck.

If hit, Daisler would have his head cut off.

Dassler exclaimed, forcibly stopped his forward momentum, and jumped to the right with all his strength. Seeing this, Long Zhantian swung his God-Punishing Bow and struck the Dragon Spear fiercely.

Heaven and earth good fortune plus the power of a metal dragon, Dessler's body was already unbalanced due to the forced momentum, but with the addition of this power, he immediately flew horizontally.

Fortunately, he was strong enough, and after landing, he backed up a dozen steps before barely standing still.

"Damn it!" Hill thought that Long Zhantian would win, but it was so unexpected, and he couldn't help but swear.

"Cough! Great Elder." Carter quickly reminded.

Only then did Hill realize that he was swearing. Looking around, he found that everyone was dumbfounded and didn't notice him at all, so he was relieved and sat down again, but Carter murmured in his ear, "Damn it! It's still human."

In this regard, Hill only rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear.

"Bullet!" Emmond yelled.

The mercenaries of the Flying Mercenary Corps scattered all over the place echoed, "Buggy man!"

As a result, the shocked audience woke up again and shouted: "Bullet! Buggy! Buggy!"

Long Zhantian looked up at the sky, it seemed that he would never get rid of the nickname of macho in this life.

Daisler's dragon gun suddenly poked the ground, and pointed to the sky, "My partner, come out!"

"Roar!"

The earth-shattering dragon chant came from the sky.

A huge fire dragon with flames all over its body descended from the sky.

This is Dessler's mount Fire Dragon!

"Oh!"

Long Zhantian stomped on the ground with his right foot, the hard bluestone exploded, and a piece of gravel the size of a fist flew up and fell into Long Zhantian's hands.

He turned around, took advantage of the situation to hold the gravel on the bowstring, and pulled the Shenshen Bow to the full moon.

"Whoosh!"

Surrounded by purple lightning, flaming rubble flew into the sky.

"Ignorant human beings!" Seeing that Long Zhantian shot him with gravel, Huolong couldn't help shouting angrily. This was a humiliation to him. He opened his mouth and spewed out a huge ball of flame.

boom!
The flame ball was scattered by the gravel, and the sparkling gravel hit the fire dragon's head impartially. The smashed fire dragon shook in the air, and a huge blood bubble formed on its head.

"Human, you've provoked!" Huolong was furious, and before he finished speaking, Long Zhantian's hand flashed across the God-killing Bow like a phantom, and dozens of broken stones flew towards him.

Lightning lingered on the gravel, and flames soared, forming a net of electric fire, which directly sealed its huge mouth, making it unable to speak.

Such an archery technique makes people dumbfounded.

The astonishing power, thunder and lightning, flames, and heaven and earth good fortune contained in the gravel all acted on the head of the fire dragon, and the huge dragon head was full of blood bubbles.

The severe pain drove the fire dragon into a state of madness. It flapped its wings violently, and thick flames shot out from its body, forming a sea of ​​flames.

"Purple Lightning Moon Slash!"

A deep purple waning moon drew a graceful arc, hitting the dragon's fleshy wings.

Sensing the terrifying power of Zidian Wanyue Zhan, the fire dragon flew to the side, and at the same time, the flames all over the sky gathered at the fleshy wings to form a flame shield.

In front of Zidian Wanyue Zhan, the flame shield was defeated, but the power of Zidian Wanyue Zhan also dropped sharply. It acted on the fire dragon's fleshy wings, leaving only a blood groove and sprinkling a piece of blood, failing to penetrate the dragon's wings.

Dassler, who was shocked by Long Zhantian's strength, heard the painful cry of the fire dragon, and woke up like a dream.

Long Zhantian stopped shooting.

The fire dragon flapped its wings, and a gust of wind came down from the sky with flames. The bluestones that fell on the ground of the Colosseum made a trembling sound. The powerful dragon claws also grabbed at him, and Dessler's dragon spear pierced out like lightning.

The people and dragons teamed up, and their power suddenly increased.

Long Zhantian squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The flame seemed to be afraid of him, and it would automatically slide to the side when it was about two meters away from him.

Facing such an attack, Long Zhantian had a smile on his face.

"Devil's smile!" Johan and Roy shouted frantically in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxurious office in the Colosseum.

But others can't hear it, and even if they hear it, they won't understand what it means.

At the moment when the dragon spear was about to stab Long Zhantian, Long Zhantian's body shook, and rushed forward like a shooting star, only three centimeters from the ground, and shot out.

"Press down!" Daisler sneered.

The fire dragon descended rapidly.

"boom!"

The ground collapsed under the pressure of the fire dragon with all its strength. Due to the great force, even half of the fire dragon's body fell into it, which shows how terrifying its power is.

"I'm behind you." Long Zhantian's voice sounded.

Under the guidance of Dessler, the fire dragon suddenly swept the huge dragon tail, which still contained thick flames, and bursts of fire were brought about by the twitching of the dragon tail.

Long Zhantian put away the Zhushen Bow, spread his legs apart, stood firmly on horseback, nailed it firmly to the ground, and grabbed it with both hands.

"Oh!"

The dragon's tail was caught by Long Zhantian, and the true energy of heaven and earth surged, forcing the flame back, and also lifted a layer of fiery red scales on the dragon's tail, blood and flesh flew, and the painful dragon screamed.

"Get up!" With all his strength, Long Zhantian grabbed the dragon's tail and swung it vigorously. The huge dragon weighing several tons was pulled up from the ground by him forcefully. He twisted his waist and spun the fire dragon like a hammer ball. .

"Wow!"

Everyone stood up, opened their mouths wide, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Sophie, the blood moon saint who was hiding in the dark, also opened her almond-shaped eyes, and said to herself: "How could he have such power? Even an adult giant can't do it, he is really a macho."

(End of this chapter)