Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 859
Although it is said that there is no harm to life in martial arts competitions, but these Ji Rong's followers are all ruthless and brutal in their methods, and all the losers are perfect, and they are all on the verge of life and death, almost to the point of death.

Most of those young and strong men who were originally proud and conceited had psychological shadows after their defeat. Anyone who saw those Ji Rong's followers would be terrified and frightened, which shows that their hearts have been broken.

"Damn, I'm coming!"

A rough man flew up from the viewing platform, skimmed a distance of several thousand meters, and landed on the edge of the competition platform.

"It was Senior Brother Sun who went up. This is a genius from a humble family. At the age of nine, he was at the seventh level of cultivation, and he finally entered the holy land of Yaochi."

"Most of the children from poor families are good at hiding the front. Brother Sun usually doesn't show his prestige. If he thinks about the real method, he should be stronger."

"In this battle, there should be hope of winning, Senior Brother Sun, you must win!" The sound of cheering and cheering immediately sounded.

"When I looked around the arena, I felt that you were still a little threatening. Now I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and you shot at me? Very good, very good!"

That Ji Rong's follower on the martial arts stage actually spoke like this, and treated Senior Brother Sun who went up to him as a threat.This made the monks on the spectator stand immediately excited, and the cheering shouts became louder.

"In this battle, life and death are at your own risk." Senior Brother Sun said in a low voice, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, obviously really angry.

Without extra words, the two figures, separated by 4000 meters, collided with each other at the moment of the explosion of energy.

The mana of the two figures collided dozens of times in an instant, and in less than a cup of tea, the protective array of the martial arts platform squeezed by the terrifying energy creaked and creaked.

The simple competition of mana between the two figures turned out to be equal, between five and five.

The two obviously thought that it was difficult to win in terms of mana, and the moment they separated like lightning, they summoned the magic weapon at the same time.

In Senior Brother Sun's hand was a black long spear. As soon as he waved it, the color of the world changed, and the mana on his body suddenly became tens or hundreds of times stronger.

The long spear moved forward indomitably, a little cold light came first, and then the spear came out like a dragon.

The black cloud pattern dragon gun, the top magic weapon of Xuanzhao Realm, made a long roaring sound, really like a black ink dragon, covering the sky and blocking the sun, swinging the powerful mana blocking layer after layer, towards Ji Rong's body Followers kill the past.

Ji Rong's follower's complexion changed drastically, his figure flashed and moved rapidly, his pupils shrank, and after defeating five people in a row, he showed defeat for the first time.

After dozens of moves, the magic sword in the follower's hand unexpectedly broke into two pieces.

A roar of shock and anger shook the entire arena.

Although the man tried his best to avoid it, it was a pity that a strand of black hair on his sideburns was cut off like Senior Brother Sun's spear, and there was a bloodstain on his cheek, his skin was ripped apart, and his white cheekbones were exposed.

Apparently nearly blown his head off.

This scene caused cheers on the viewing platform, and many people opened their eyes wide, waiting for Senior Brother Sun to kill the powerful enemy in the next moment.

But when the next moment came, everyone's eyes widened, showing shock.

Ji Rong's follower threw away the broken sword, and opened his mouth to spit out a beam of light, which was extremely gorgeous and dazzling.

The glow changed in the wind and turned into a palm-sized mirror.

On the viewing platform were stunned faces, and hearts twitching in shock and fear.

"Xihuang Tianshui Yaochi seems to be nothing more than that. Then Zheng Rui is not a disciple of Yaochi. I heard that he is just a casual cultivator. How can he beat the little master of the Ji family?"

"It doesn't matter if Zheng Ruizhen is a casual cultivator or heir to a great power, if he really comes today, he must pass my test first."

"I think, if I sacrifice the Vajra Mirror again, that ant-like Zheng Rui will also perish here."

The figure on the competition stage let out a confident laugh.

There are also some Ji Rong's followers nearby, who are all sneering at this moment.

"Really, I'm going to die here today, how come I don't know about it?!" Zheng Rui, who had just arrived at the Holy Land of Yaochi, caught the arrogant laughter on the competition stage with his keen sense.

Like an incomparably gorgeous rainbow, he flew rapidly from the wind and snow, and landed on the competition platform in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the brilliance flickered, and the monks who fell like a meteor shower all landed on the viewing platform.

"Zheng Rui, he's really here!"

Noisy discussions reached Zheng Rui's ears, but he felt very calm and there was no disturbance in his heart.

He turned his eyes, and his gentle gaze swept across the nearby monks watching the battle, and finally his gaze gradually became sharper, and he glanced at the young man opposite the competition platform.

"Fellow Daoist, I advise you to be kind. Kneel down immediately to admit your mistake, kowtow to swear, and then go down and ask Ji Rong if she has washed her neck clean. If it is clean, come up and lead her to death!" Zheng Rui said lightly.

The person on the opposite side just said a word, but stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and his face changed in shock.

Zheng Rui took a step forward, shrinking the ground into an inch, and seemed to be faster than lightning, and reached the person in front of his eyes.

Nose to nose, eye to eye.

Snapped!
The sound of slapping was deafening, more terrifying than the thunder from the sky.Zheng Rui raised his palm with a slap, and then slammed it down, covering the cheeks of Ji Rong's followers forcefully.

In Zheng Rui's eyes, the man's entire face was directly distorted by the beating, his head was tilted first, then his feet flew into the air, and flew out with a whoosh sound, and slammed into the boundary wall of the martial arts circle quickly. .

There was a jaw-dropping bone cracking sound, and then the figure spurted blood all over his body, and how many bones were broken in this blow.

The roar was astonishing, and Ji Rong's followers were roaring like wounded beasts.

After being injured by one blow, the man unexpectedly aroused his ferocity.However, the roar stopped abruptly again in an instant.

Zheng Rui didn't stop, and took another step, with a flash of light all over his body, he flew over, and the palm he raised earlier fell down again.

Zheng Rui slapped the man's face with one slap after another.

His speed was extremely fast, and before the man was beaten and flew out again, dozens of slaps hit his face heavily.

At this moment, the picture is brutal, flesh and blood are flying everywhere, the half of the face is sprayed with blood, the pieces of flesh are flying down, and half of the bones of the face are about to come out.

Finally, after dozens of blows by Zheng Rui, the man flew out again. Just after flying several hundred meters, he was still in mid-air, but suddenly changed direction and flew towards the other side.

Zheng Rui's illusory figure gradually solidified, appearing directly in front of the person who flew out, blocking the opponent's way forward.

Zheng Rui slapped fiercely continuously, this time he purposely slapped the opponent's other half of the face.

Within a breath, there were dozens of thunderous bangs, the sound waves rumbling through the space, echoing continuously.

Zheng Rui saw that the other half of the man's face, which was still intact, was quickly beaten to pieces, blood and flesh flew all over the face, and the cheekbones were exposed.

(End of this chapter)