Douluo: Demigod at the beginning, exposed by Qian Renxue

In fact, the real life-and-death battle is not the same as the competition. Like the competition between Chu Fan and Zhao Wuji, Chu Fan used a lot of tricks, but for killing, he would not give the opponent a chance. The means to kill them, so Chu Fan did not let them survive on the field for a second.

What he wanted was shock, extreme shock.

Following the fall of boxing champion Tai Yun, YangMeng dispatched four soul kings in the subsequent life-and-death fight.In the battle of the fifth match, the strength of the soul king was even close to that of the soul emperor.The level of soul power has also reached the terrifying level of 59, but it was still instantly blown away by Chu Fan's ruthless punch.

With the death of the soul kings one by one, the audience also understood that the soul king was no match for Chu Fan at all, and he killed the soul king without even bursting out his martial soul.

So far he has killed five soul kings, such a person is the real god of death!

"Master, then...that Chu Fan is too powerful, the Soul King is not his opponent at all!" The subordinates came to report again.

"Damn it!" YangMeng's nails pierced into the palm of his hand, and he started to get mad again and said.

"The soul king can't do it, the soul emperor, the soul emperor can't do it, the soul saint, no matter what method is used, he must be killed for me!" He was angry and unwilling.

Chu Fan crippled his hand and killed so many people. If he didn't kill him, it would be hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart!

"But the use of the Soul Emperor and Soul Sage must seek the consent of the family!" The subordinate said quickly.

"Go ahead and call, I'll take care of it if something happens, I said, no matter what method is used, he must be killed!" YangMeng roared hysterically, his voice became hoarse.

Five soul kings died at the hands of Chu Fan. At this time, the Yang family finally dispatched a soul emperor.

At this moment, voices of disdain came from the auditorium.

"Why is the Yang family so shameless? To deal with children in their teens, they even sent a soul emperor!"

Of course, Yang Meng didn't care about these words, as long as Chu Fan was killed, those people would not dare to say a word.Even if the master blames him at that time, at most he will be scolded a few times, but as long as he can kill Chu Fan, everything he has done will be worth it.

In addition to the voice of contempt, there is more worry.

"The Soul Emperor is here, can the boy fight back this time?"

"I find it difficult. After all, there is only a qualitative difference between the soul king and the soul emperor. He can deal with the soul king, but the soul emperor is hard to say!"

Although the audience was very worried about Chu Fan, they didn't know that Chu Fan forcibly killed three soul emperors when he was six years old.

Now he is 12 years old!

At this time, a Soul Emperor entered the arena.

When Chu Fan saw the Soul Emperor, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is there finally someone who can hit a little bit?"

"But as long as they are sent by the Yang family, I will kill them all!"

A soul emperor came up, and he despised Chu Fan very much, because he was a soul emperor, and Chu Fan was just a great soul master, so he looked down on Chu Fan very much.

In addition, Chu Fan is only a 12-year-old child, and he looks very immature, so he feels that Chu Fan must not be that strong!

As for Chu Fan killing five people, he didn't know.He only knew that the order from above was to kill the opponent in front of him, that is, Chu Fan.

"What character did I think I was going to deal with? I didn't expect it to be a brat!" the soul emperor said disdainfully.

Chu Fan stood quietly in front of the Soul Emperor and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

"What a coincidence, I'm also in a hurry, I'll kill you earlier and end this boring competition sooner!" The Soul Emperor said, and the martial soul was released instantly.

Powerful fluctuations of soul power filled the entire space in an instant, and he hammered towards Chu Fan with a huge hammer in his hand.

Chapter 101 The Battle of Dignity The Haotian Hammer has a domineering air to it, but the martial spirit of the person in front of him has a cold air.

The hammer slammed down towards Chu Fan with a cold air, and there was a gust of wind around the hammer, as if he was in the extreme north.

With a movement of Chu Fan's spiritual body, he instantly distanced himself from him.

In Chu Fan's hand, the God Killing Spear suddenly came out.

At this time, everyone in the stands was also surprised.

"Chu Fan is an auxiliary soul master, why is there a gun?"

"Maybe it doesn't look like his martial spirit, but just a weapon of his."

The life-and-death fight does not belong to the regular season. Here, it is not restricted by any rules. As long as you can kill the opponent, no matter what method you use, no one will stop it. This is exactly the horror of the life-and-death fight.

"It's kind of interesting, it's actually a martial spirit, but it's a pity that in Douluo Dalu, the hammer is the most powerful weapon." The Soul Emperor roared, and swung the hammer at Chu Fan again.

In his opinion, although his martial spirit is not as domineering as the Clear Sky Hammer, he has the blessing of Yin and cold attributes, and he is not much inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Is that so, I'll let you know what is the king of weapons and spirits!"

Chu Fan held the spear in his hand, and faced the hammer that was falling on him, the tip of the spear was also shaking violently because of the excessive soul power gathered, and stabbed at the soul emperor.

Boom, there was an explosion!

The aftermath of the explosion spread from all around the arena, and some spectators who were close were also affected by the energy of the explosion, and were knocked back three or four steps. One can imagine how much energy the explosion in the center of the arena should have.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, the audience's tight hearts finally fell at this moment.

On the field, Chu Fan stood erect, with the God Killing Spear resting on his back, looking like a god of war.

On the other hand, the Soul Emperor, his icy body was lying on the soul fighting arena, motionless.

The screams sounded again. At this moment, Chu Fan was the god in their hearts, and many viewers also put all their savings on this Chu Fan, and naturally made a lot of money.

At this moment, in the eyes of the audience, Chu Fan is not only a God of War, but also the God of Wealth.

Naturally, YangMeng couldn't bear it, and immediately sent out one by one.

At this moment, Chu Fan used the God Killing Spear, and everyone sent up couldn't survive for three seconds.

Although Chu Fan only played for about 15 minutes, he has already killed nine people in a row!

"Report young master, Chu Fan has beheaded nine people in a row, and no one can stop him!"

At this time, YangMeng's face showed a livid look.

These dead soldiers were all cultivated by the family with great effort, and they were all used for the profit of the Yang family, but now they were all killed by Chu Fan, how could he bear it.

Chu Fan killed the subordinates he sent again and again. He knew that if this continued, their family's fortune would be wiped out.

"Well, you Chu Fan, even the Soul Emperor can't cure you!" YangMeng said angrily.

"Master, what should we do?" the subordinate asked.

YangMeng knew that if this continues, no one can kill Chu Fan, not only that, Chu Fan will continue to kill their dead soldiers, so they must end this battle.

YangMeng knew that he could no longer control the situation, now he could only tell his father.

He took his hands down to an office on the top floor.

In the office, a middle-aged man with a goatee was sitting.

"Father!"

Obviously, this middle-aged man is Yang Meng's father, Yang Xiao.

At this time, YangMeng did not have the previous arrogance, but stood timidly beside his father Yang Xiao.

He told his father about Chu Fan.

"Snapped!"

Immediately, Yang Xiao slapped him across the face, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of YangMeng's mouth.

Yang Xiao also felt sorry for his only son on weekdays. Seeing that the corner of his son's mouth was bleeding, he put down his raised hand helplessly, and said with an angry face:

"You are used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but as long as you don't touch the interests of the family, I don't want to take care of it, but you are good, not only privately called the dead, but also caused heavy losses to the Yang family.

Now, even a small soul sect can't handle it, I don't know what's the use of raising you! "

"But... Chu Fan is really too strong, all the people I sent were killed by him!" YangMeng said hastily.

"Isn't the Soul Emperor his opponent?" His father asked.

"The four soul emperors I sent are already dead. If he kills one more person, he will walk out of the spirit arena safe and sound, and we have to pay him one hundred thousand gold soul coins according to regulations!" YangMeng said.

At this time, Yang Xiao looked at his son with a look of hatred for iron but not for steel, but if there is anything wrong with him, he is his only son after all.

At this time, Yang Xiao said with a cold face: "Our Yang family will not do business at a loss, this Chu Fan must be eliminated!"

"Father, what should we do then?" YangMeng asked.

"Since Lian Hundi can't do it, then we have to send someone stronger!" Yang Xiao said lightly.

"But the soul emperors are the only ones we train!" YangMeng said.

Above the Soul Emperor, there are Soul Saints, Soul Douluo, and Title Douluo. Generally speaking, there are not too many existences above the Soul Emperor in the Douluo Continent.

This point can be seen from the Holy Soul Village in Notting City, just because there has been a Soul Saint, it is the pride of the whole village.Name the village after the soul sage.

Indeed, the highest level among the dead soldiers they cultivated was the soul emperor, because when they reached the realm of soul saints, their strength would have a qualitative leap. At that time, no one could train soul saints to be thugs!

Even Yang Meng's father, Yang Xiao, was just a strong soul saint.

"Chu Fan must be eliminated, it seems that I am the only one who will do it myself!" Yang Xiao said lightly.

"But..." To be honest, YangMeng was still a little worried about his father. Chu Fan was able to defeat the Soul Emperor and Soul King, but what would he do to the Soul Sage?

If the soul saint is not his opponent, then no one can stop Chu Fan.

"It's nothing to worry about. A 72-level soul sage like me might not be able to beat a 12-year-old brat?" Yang Xiao said coldly.

Although [-] soul gold coins are not a lot to them, they must not let outsiders ride on their heads, so Yang Xiao is going to fight Chu Fan himself and kill him, so as to preserve the reputation and reputation of their Yang family. Prestige, if Chu Fan is allowed to ride on their heads, is that okay?

This station is not only a battle of interests, but also a battle of dignity!

Yang Xiao then entered the soul fighting arena. He looked at Chu Fan with one eye and asked, "Are you the Chu Fan who killed nine of my generals?"

"General? If I kill them casually with a finger, can they be called generals?" Chu Fan asked back.

"However, what kind of people lead what kind of subordinates, your subordinates are so useless, I guess you will not be a big deal!" Chu Fan continued to mock.

Chapter 102 Turtle Soul Sage At this time, most of the audience became Chu Fan's fans, and there was unprecedented passion on stage.

A repeated name echoed in the soul fighting arena, Chu Fan!

Obviously, everyone hoped that he would win, not only because he could get a sum of money by beating Chu Fan to win, but more because of a belief.

The Soul Fighting Field has always been controlled by the Yang family, and the record holders are all dead fighters trained by the Yang family. In this environment, there will be no situation where the challenger wins ten games in a row.

Now, Chu Fan has won nine battles, and if he wins one, he will be able to create an unprecedented record in life-and-death fights in the soul fighting arena.

"Who is that person? How dare you come here to die and challenge the ultimate god of death?"

"I don't know, the finale must be a strong man!"

"I don't think it's that simple. The Soul Arena will naturally not allow Chu Fan to trample on their dignity."

"I still hope that Chu Fan can win. No matter what, I support Chu Fan. I bet [-] gold soul coins."

"I pressed five thousand!"

"I, three thousand."

......

Since Yang Xiao didn't show his face often, although he also ran the Soul Arena, almost no one knew about him.

"Possessed by a black turtle!"

In the stands, Yang Xiao released his martial soul. His martial soul was an old bastard, but he just changed his name to Xuan Gui for the sake of sound.

"It turned out to be a bastard. The shell is quite thick, so it should be quite resistant to beating." Chu Fan looked at it lightly.

Yang Xiao didn't hesitate too much, and immediately entered the fighting state.

At this time, the seven soul rings on Yang Xiao's body lit up, and everyone was surprised at this moment.

"Seven soul rings, then...that's the soul saint!"

"Soul Sage? Why did the Soul Sage come to such a place?"

"I've never heard that there is a soul saint in the soul fighting field. Where did it come from?"

"Such a soul sage was sent to appear on the stage. The Soul Fighting Arena really has some moves. I really don't feel ashamed."

Yang Xiao looked at Chu Fan coldly and said, "Do it, boy, today is your death day!"

Although his own actions would more or less affect the reputation of the Soul Arena, but as long as he can win, all of this is worth it.

When Yang Xiao came to the field, he was determined to win, because he knew that no matter how defiant a great soul master was, it was impossible to defeat a soul saint!

There is a thirty-level difference between a great soul master and a soul saint, but there is an essential gap between them, which is a gap in realm. A soul saint's power may be more than a hundred times that of an ordinary great soul master.