God of Nine Dragons

Chapter 15
Chen Lingyun's big claw-like hand shone with a bright blue light, and he grabbed a fist with a blue ferocious tiger shadow that was attacking Hei Yuan.

"Looking for death, use it for grandpa!" Seeing this, Hei Yuan showed a sinister smile on his face full of flesh.

According to his thinking, if a boy with only the fourth level of the spirit wheel realm grabs his fist with bare hands, he is undoubtedly courting death, and the phantom tiger on the fist will definitely tear the hand of the boy in black to pieces.

However, the scene that appeared next was beyond his imagination, and the ferocious expression on his face froze.

On the arm that the black-clothed boy grabbed, a blue ghost wolf suddenly condensed, this is a solid wolf that exudes ferocity and coercion, completely covering the boy's arm inside, it looks extremely terrifying ,reality.

Aww~~~
The ghost wolf's eyes exuded a ferocious light, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening wolf howl, the sound rolled straight to Xiaohan.

"What? This... This is the "Spirit Wolf Fist" that has been cultivated to perfection, and the fist spirit has been completely condensed!" Hei Yuan recognized the martial skill at a glance, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and said in horror.

Facing the cyan wolf, the illusory eyes of the cyan tiger phantom also revealed an anthropomorphic look of panic.

The ghost wolf hit the phantom of the tiger fiercely with its fangs and claws.

Pfft!

boom!
Immediately dense cracks appeared on the tiger shadow, and it made an ear-splitting crackling sound, and was directly defeated.

Chen Lingyun had an arm shrouded by a ghost wolf, and he grabbed Hei Yuan's fist fiercely. His five fingers seemed to have great strength, and they fell into his fist directly, and blood flowed out immediately.

At the same time, the ghost wolf is also frantically destroying Heiyuan's arm with its teeth and claws.

"what!!!"

Heiyuan's face covered with flesh, the ferocious look disappeared without a trace, and there was endless pain, the whole face was contorted, the flesh trembled wildly, and cold sweat oozes from the forehead and rolls down.

At this moment, Chen Lingyun's other arm clenched into a fist was also enveloped by a ferocious ghost wolf, and with unparalleled momentum, he slammed fiercely at Hei Yuan's other fist.

boom!
quack!

Hei Yuan's iron fist and Chen Lingyun's iron fist collided violently.

Where the fist and the fist meet, a dazzling blue light bursts out, like a big sun with blue light flashing, accompanied by a strong wind.

There are also deafening roars and the sound of bones breaking, intertwined, making one's hair stand on end.

Heiyuan's face covered with flesh was even more painful, and his body couldn't help shaking, as if he was insane.

At this point, his two arms have been completely broken and crippled, drooping in front of his chest, bloody and bloody.

The arm was covered with dense cracks, and blood flowed out, and the thick blood filled the ring.

"I said, I will beat you until you don't even know your parents." Chen Lingyun said with a cold and murderous look on his face.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, a series of crisp applause sounded.

Chen Lingyun's slap fell on Heiyuan's fleshy face full of pain like a slap.

Heiyuan suddenly felt dizzy and felt a sharp pain. The pain made him lose consciousness, and he stood there dumbfounded like a fool.

His cheeks were swollen high, covered with black, and bloody, similar to a smashed pig's head.

Chen Lingyun looked at the ugly Xiong Heiyuan who had lost his combat effectiveness, and thought of the children killed in Wuyang, and their distraught mother...

He gritted his teeth, his eyes glared fiercely, and he said with murderous intent: "The thieves of the Heiman Department deserve to die!"

After the words fell, Chen Lingyun's pair of iron fists clenched tightly, a dazzling blue light flashed in both fists, and two powerful spirit wolves emerged out, roaring, the sound of howling wolves was deafening, and their fists were ready to attack The blackness in front blasted away.

"Dare!!!" Under the ring, the chief of the Heiman tribe couldn't help roaring angrily when he saw this scene.

How could he just watch his grandson being killed like this.

Heishan roared angrily, and was about to stand up and rush to the ring.

"Chief of Black Mountain!" Chen Shangyu, the chief of Wuyang Department, reminded.

Inspector Lan's eyes also looked at this side, Heishan could only grit his teeth, suppressing the monstrous anger in his heart.

In the arena, Chen Lingyun didn't have any scruples, and hit Hei Yuan hard with a pair of iron fists.

boom!
There was a deafening roar, and Hei Yuan's body was blown away like a shell at an extremely fast speed, and the direction he was flying was exactly the direction where the chief of the Hei Man Department was.

Rumble!
The roar shook the sky, and the dust was flying all over the sky.

Hei Yuan's body fell heavily in front of the chief of the Hei Man tribe.

At this moment, Hei Yuan's cheeks were swollen and bloody, and he had completely turned into a pig's head. Even Hei Shan didn't recognize that this was his precious grandson.

Zi la la!
Zi la la!
At the same time, Hei Yuanruo's body had lost all aura, and cracks appeared, and the cracks seemed to be alive, extending towards the surroundings.

In an instant, Hei Yuan's body was covered with dense cracks, as if a pottery had been cracked.

boom--!
There was an ear-piercing crackling sound, and Heiyuan's body exploded, turning into minced meat and blood, some of which even splashed onto the chief of Heishan who was very close to the corpse.

"My grandson!!!" Heishan was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and wailed like a pig being killed.

Its voice is shrill, like mourning a concubine.

He stood up abruptly from his seat, and rushed to the pool of blood that had been melted from the darkness, his eyes turned blood red, as if he was about to be enchanted, full of violent murderous intent, he stared closely at the black-clothed boy on the ring, Roared:
"I'm going to kill you and avenge my Heiyuan!"

After the words fell, the chief of Montenegro rushed towards the ring, looking desperate.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared and stood in front of Heishan, blocking his way.

These figures are none other than Chen Shangyu and other Spirit Bone Realm fighters from the Wuyang Department.

"The young ones can't beat others, and their skills are not as good as others, so it's not fair for the old ones to fight?!" Chen Shangyu sneered.

The Heiman tribe has been oppressing the Wuyang tribe in recent years. The Wuyang tribe has long been very dissatisfied and aggrieved, but they are not as powerful as others and have no choice. They could only swallow their anger before.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves!

However, now that Chen Lingyun directly defeated Hei Yuan, the most powerful young master of the Heiman tribe, Chen Shangyu and other Wuyang tribe members were in a good mood.

"Today, whoever dares to stand in the way of this chief will die!" Heishan said with murderous intent as the muscles on his face twisted.

"Heishan should be presumptuous, martial arts competitions have their own rules, and no one is allowed to break them!" At this moment, the blue inspector wearing a purple brocade suit and a neat beard said.

There is majesty in the words.

Hearing this, the chief of Montenegro looked at Inspector Lan, gritted his teeth, and finally retreated.

In front of Inspector Lan, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Before setting off, Inspector Lan said that during the entire competition process, no one could break the rules without the order of the third prince.

Seeing this, the chiefs and elders of the Wuyang tribe retreated to their positions.

Only then did the tribesmen of the Wuyang tribe in the square recover from the deep shock.

"Chen Lingyun is doing great!"

"Chen Lingyun is mighty and domineering!!!"

The people of the Wuyang tribe who were present looked at Chen Lingyun, who was clad in black on the ring without blinking, and roared from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, they felt proud and proud of Chen Lingyun.

And the clansmen of the Heiman tribe looked at the black-clothed boy Chen Lingyun on the ring, and their eyes couldn't help revealing a strong color of hatred.

The chief of the Heiman tribe stared at Chen Shangyu, the chief of the Wuyang tribe, with a fierce light in his eyes, and gritted his teeth:

"My grandson is dead, and I want the entire Wuyang tribe to be buried with him! After today's competition, your Wuyang tribe will be extinct.

This time, the Wuyang tribe will definitely lose, no matter how strong Chen Lingyun is, the other nine of you will definitely lose, and my Heiman tribe will definitely annex your Wuyang tribe! "

When Chen Shangyu and the others heard this, serious expressions appeared on their faces: Heishan was right, no matter how strong Chen Lingyun is alone, it is impossible to win two out of three games!

In the first round, Chen Lingyun won, but the other nine showed signs of being invincible...

(End of this chapter)