Fantasy: My Martial Spirit Is The Ancestral Witch

Immediately, Jiang Chen was wrapped in a starlight and disappeared into the entire space.

In a flash of light, Jiang Chen appeared in a square next to the Zijin Arena, and the other twenty kings were also teleported over.

Whoosh!

A phantom appeared, with extraordinary bearing, incomparable majesty, and sharp eyes. It was the phantom of the Southern Territory Emperor.

After scanning the kings one by one, Xuying nodded with satisfaction and spoke slowly.

"Yes, there are several good geniuses in this generation!"

Then he waved his sleeves, glanced at the two old men and Jiang Chen coldly, and said.

"As you can see, in the arena competition, we compete according to the numbers on their respective sword seals. Twenty-one is empty, let's begin!"

After saying that, two people appeared on the Zijin Arena, it was No. 1 and No. 20.

After taking a look at the two people confronting each other, one was a veteran peerless king, and the other was a young man with an extraordinary aura around him.

Jiang Chen did not pay attention to them, but looked at Taishang Zhenlong. He shook his right hand slightly and tried to restrain his heart from the urge to take action directly.

Seemingly feeling Jiang Chen's killing intent, Taishang Zhenlong looked over and saw a trace of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect Jiang Chen to come here.

It’s interesting. It’s getting more and more interesting. It’s interesting to hunt such prey!

Looking at Jiang Chen casually, Taishang Zhenlong didn't care about Jiang Chen at all. In his eyes, Jiang Chen was just his 567 prey, and life and death could only depend on his thoughts.

"Your Highness, do you need..."

The old servant Qingyun asked respectfully. With luck and strength, Qingyun also won a seven-star sword seal.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Taishang Zhenlong's wave. He would kill Jiang Chen with his own hands, just like he did before, and take away his most precious things.

After a little calming down the hatred in his heart, Jiang Chen's heart returned to calm. After all, the unforgettable hatred came from his predecessor, and now Jiang Chen has more sense.

And now the supreme dragon who thinks he is superior is just a joke in front of Jiang Chen's absolute strength, but it's just not time to show everything yet.

The collision on the ring was extremely fierce, both sides tried their best, and their cards were everywhere, which can be said to be huge.

In the end, the veteran king won the victory relying on his rich experience, and the peerless genius was directly teleported back to his own space.

Next comes the second game, where the Little Sword God appears, and his opponent is equally extraordinary, His Highness the Son of God from Wuliang Shrine.

Everyone thought this would be a good show, but with just three strikes, the sword of the little sword god was already pressed against the throat of the son of the infinite god, and a trace of blood oozed out.

This is completely a one-sided crushing, and there is no enjoyment at all.

In the fifth game, Kou Tian faced off against a mysterious old man. The old man was extremely powerful, and his every move contained some kind of Taoist essence.

With such a strong strength, even if Kou Tian played all his cards, he would still be defeated. If he hadn't surrendered at the critical moment, he would have been directly killed by that person.

In the sixth game, another mysterious old man came on stage. His strength had already touched the realm of the Holy King, and he was no match for the veteran peerless king he was fighting against.

This time, the first fallen king appeared and was directly killed by the mysterious old man.

After watching two games, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw something, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. With such methods, did he really think that the Southern Territory Emperor was a fool?

Immediately afterwards, stars lit up around Jiang Chen, and at the same time, Qingyun also lit up.

Seeing the stars around Qingyun, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous aura rising in his eyes. It would be best if he could collect the interest first.

Then a star flashed, and Jiang Chen appeared on the Zijin Arena, standing far away from Qingyun.

"It's interesting. This is Jiang Chen who was in the limelight before. Now let's see how strong he is!"

The peerless genius who was born not long ago looked at Jiang Chen and became a little interested in it.

"Jiang Chen, I didn't expect that you were so lucky. Not only did you survive, but you also reached such a state. Kunpeng's inheritance is indeed extraordinary, but all of this will become His Highness's. You will always be just a stepping stone on His Highness's road to becoming emperor."

Qingyun said with a somewhat proud expression.

"DEC!"

Jiang Chen's expression was dull and he didn't want to say anything more to Qingyun. After all, he was going to be dead soon, so talking more would be useless.

Qingyun didn't seem to care about Jiang Chen's attitude and continued.

"You should be happy. If His Highness hadn't wanted you to die now, I would have made you regret coming to this world! Now I'll cripple you, crush all your bones, and let you live like a maggot!"

"Noisy!"

Saying these two words lightly, Jiang Chen took one step forward and appeared in front of Qingyun in an instant. His divine power wrapped around his right hand and he slapped him out.

Qingyun, who had no time to react and did not expect what would happen, was thrown away, and then fell heavily on the Zijin Arena.

A bloody tooth fell on the ring, and Qingyun kept vomiting blood.

A group of kings watching the battle under the ring looked solemn, and many of them knew Qingyun's strength.

Even among the old peerless kings, he was quite extraordinary, but now he was slapped away by Jiang.

Taishang Zhenlong's expression became a little indifferent. As his servant, Qingyun seemed to slap him in the face.

Qingyun was also a little dazed by Jiang Chen's slap, but then he came to his senses, roared, and stood up to make him pay the price.

When he was about to mobilize his divine power, the severe pain radiating from his body made him instantly realize that all the bones in his body had been shattered.

With the help of divine power, Qingyun floated with difficulty, but his body was like a puddle of mud.

The constant pain caused cold sweat to flow out of Qingyun's forehead, and he was in so much pain.

Jiang Chen pressed it casually.

Bang!

Like a cloud of mud, he fell directly. Even his Dantian was destroyed at this moment. Endless pain invaded him. He was suppressed by divine power before, but now it is real.

Then Jiang Chen slowly walked towards Qingyun and slowly raised his right foot.

"..."

Qingyun's extremely weak voice sounded, but before he could finish speaking, Jiang Chen's right foot fell.

Pfft——!

There was a trace of blood on the Zijin Arena, soaking the ground.

Glancing at Taishang Zhenlong, Jiang Chen's lips curled into a sneer, he was next.

At this moment, Taishang Zhenlong's expression became solemn. He had to admit that he still underestimated Jiang Chen, and his growth rate was beyond his expectation.

Not only the Taishang True Dragon, but also the other victorious kings all looked solemn. They could kill a peerless king so easily. Such an opponent is extremely difficult.

After this battle, Jiang Chen became a person who was extremely fearful to everyone present!.