Chapter 400 Wuhuang's action [,, please subscribe]

Although there was no victory or defeat in the first battle just now, the strength of the three is indeed almost the same, almost half a catty. But Xiao Chen still noticed that in terms of combat experience, Lei Zhen was slightly weaker than Jing Chuanxiu and Mojun.

This is also easy to explain, and Xiao Chen understood it as soon as he thought about it.

Lei Zhen is the favorite son of the Lei family and the descendant of the god of martial arts. In the Lei family, even in Zhongdu, in terms of status, it first makes people afraid of him. Even if there is anything, only the rest of the Lei family need to do it. There is no need for Lei Zhen to take action at all.

Moreover, Lei Zhen is also often closed in Lei's house in order to fully integrate Thor martial arts as soon as possible, but because of this, he lacks the opportunity to practice and lacks combat experience.

At this point, Jing Chuanxiu and Mojun are much better than him.

Jing Chuanxiu is a man of Zhenwu Tower, but Zhenwu Tower does not restrain his martial arts, let him go his own way, and never restrict his performance.

It is also because he has learned the fierce martial arts, which makes him have a belligerent wildness in his bones. Therefore, he has often fought with people since he was a child, especially the masters of Zhenwu Tower, to fight. In this way, he naturally progressed quickly and increased his combat experience.

As for the Demon King...

Although he doesn't know his growth path, from the domineering and murderous spirit of the demon king, his growth path is by no means ordinary, and it must be a martial arts.

Magic martial arts, as can be seen from the name alone, is not a martial art that can be practiced in ordinary life.

It is not surprising that the demon king can have this combat power.

This is the difference between family and free practice. There are both advantages and disadvantages, and each has its own strengths.

Xiao Chen can understand, but it doesn't mean that others can understand this truth.

"How can this happen? How can Lei Zhen be a little worse than Mojun and Jing Chuanxiu?" Gong Shaolin is puzzled.

He is also a son of a family, and naturally he can't figure out the reason.

"Cut, what's strange about this? It must be that Lei Zhen's martial arts are not as good as Demon King and Jing Chuanxiu. I have long said that the Demon God martial arts were created by the Demon Lord. That is the first person of the God of War. Lei Zhen's loss is nothing at all." Yanchuan dug his nostrils and said as a matter of course.

"Shut up!"

With Lei Zhen's cultivation, you can naturally hear their comments. At present, their faces are even more ugly and uncertain. Looking at the demon king and Jing Chuanxiu, "I don't believe it, my Lei Shenwu will never lose to you!"

Mojun and Jing Chuanxiu glanced at him coldly, and Mojun said, "You are not qualified to fight with me now." With that, he turned to Jing Chuanxiu and said domineeringly, "It's you, but I used to underestimate you!"

Jing Chuanxiu smiled and said with a bear's fighting spirit in his eyes, "Today, I also want to correct the name of the fierce martial arts and let the world know that the god of fierce war is not inferior to the demon master!"

The disregard of the two deeply stimulated Lei Zhen, especially the indifferent attitude of the demon king, which was extremely unpleasant.

"No, I won't lose to any of you!"

Lei Zhen was unconvinced and rushed up to the Demon King with a roar. The thunder and lightning condensed in his hands once again made the inn the center of the storm.

The thunder and lightning surged out of his body, as if a warcraft had been hidden in his body and was released at this moment.

The sky suddenly changed color, and the rolling dark clouds covered the sky. The streets outside were windy, and the whole capital was even shrouded with a thick layer of heavy pressure, like a sign before the end of the world.

"Ah, what kind of spell is this? It's so horrible!" Mid-mountain moon grew her mouth and exclaimed.

"Why do I look like a disaster is coming? Who is going to get through the disaster?" Yanchuan also shouted in a dumbfounded way.

Only Dong Shaobao didn't say a word from beginning to end, but clenched his fist.

He is also a descendant of the god of martial arts, inheriting overlord martial arts.

At present, he can't wait to rush to the battle.

But he knew that his cultivation and strength were very weak. Now that he rushed up, he was looking for pain. Now he saw Lei Zhen perform such a shocking spell. He told himself fiercely in his heart: One day, he will be so strong. At that time, he must challenge the other three martial gods and tell They, the domineering martial arts are the strongest!

Booming...

In the dark clouds in the sky, the electric cave, the light flashes, and in the dark clouds in the sky, a horrible face is intertwined.

That face is very majestic, as if it contains endless pressure at a glance, and it can kill life and death at a glance.

Just looking up at the face, everyone recognized the face at first sight, the legendary Thor!

majestic and domineering between the clouds.

This is a terrible spell.

However, looking at the bloodless appearance of Lei Zhen's face, it is obvious that his current state is not enough to perform this amazing spell, and he can only let himself be damaged.

At this time, a sigh came from the sky, "stop!"

"No!"

Lei Zhen issued a protest.

But followed, a huge palm flew from the sky, which seemed to be condensed by endless clouds and fog, straight to the thunder.

Lei Zhen's face was unyielding, but under the huge palm of his hand, he had no resistance.

Everyone's body was shocked, and with the palm of his hand, there was endless pressure, which made everyone's hearts tremble, including Xiao Chen, Mojun and others.

"Wuhuang Strongman!" Xiao Chen's heart beat wildly and his face was shocked.

Who else can do such a means and so much pressure than Emperor Wu?

Lei Zhen didn't even have any resistance, so he was arrested and flew up. Before leaving, he shouted reluctantly, "Mojun, Jing Chuanxiu, by the second final election in seven days, I will definitely prove to you that I will not lose to any of you!"

The arrogant Lei Zhen is so arrogant that his heart is so strong.

When Lei Zhen was captured by the mysterious giant hand, there was another sound in the air, but it was said to the demon king and Jing Chuanxiu.

"Okay, good, you two have lived up to the prestige of the god of martial arts, but my Lei family will not easily admit defeat!"

Then the sound disappeared.

There is no doubt that this voice is the power of the Wuhuang of the Lei family. It must be the battle between Lei Zhen and the Demon King, which attracted the attention of the Wuhuang of the Lei family and also saw the shortcomings of Lei Zhen. In order to prevent Lei Zhen from forcibly casting spells and hurt his martial arts, it was interrupted.

These means can be called against the sky.

In the sky, the heavy pressure suddenly disappeared, and the starry sky became clear again.

Distured by the power of the Emperor Wu, the fighting spirit of Mojun and Jing Chuanxiu is no longer there, and their popularity has dissipated, and the momentum has dissipated, and they can no longer fight with all their strength.

"It's a pity that such a good battle was interrupted. I'm still looking forward to the battle between the demon king and Jing Chuanxiu to see who is weak and who is strong. Now I'm disappointed again." Xiao Chen was stunned for a long time, and then sighed.

Next to Gong Shaolin and others were speechless for a while.

What kind of person is this? Didn't you see that Emperor Wu was able to take action just now? Emperor Wu, how many times can I see him in his life?

Even the children of a family like Gong Shaolin, even if his family has a martial emperor, he can't see him many times.

But Xiao Chen is still sighing about the comparison now. It's really enough... Speechless.

The demon king was also stunned for a long time and seemed to think a little. After a long time, he raised his head again. His eyes became bright and full of fiery fighting spirit, but this time it was not to Jing Chuanxiu, but looking at the starry sky on the roof and said domineeringly, "Wu Huang, my demon king will one day step into the Wuhuang. At that time, I will fight all over the sky. Emperor Wu, to prove the strongest reputation of demon martial arts!"

"..." The sweat of Banshanyue and others after listening to it flowed all over the ground in an instant.

Why are they all like this? They are crazy one by one. This guy dares to challenge Wuhuang. It's really awesome.

Jing Chuanxiu was thoughtful, and then returned to the posture of a scholar. He smiled elegantly and said, "Yes, Emperor Wu, I, Jing Chuanxiu, will finally win the championship."

Gong Shaolin curled his lips and whispered, "Even if you can all become the Emperor of Wu, our Gong family must be the strongest after my sister!"

As soon as he said this, he was immediately besieged by Yanchuan's cold eyes and others around him.

"You don't brag. You can die!"

"Blat him!"

"Let you show off, relying on the power of an old sister to coax you, right?"

"Ouch, don't slap me in the face... What the he did, who took out my crotch..."

Xiao Chen looked at Mojun and Jing Chuanxiu, curled his lips with disdain and said to himself, "How small is the goal, Emperor Wu? Humph, the god of war is my goal!"

Fortunately, his words were not heard by Gong Shaolin and others, otherwise the spearhead of the crowd might be directed at him.

Another coaxing figure.

"This is the end of today, but I will wait for you at the second final election meeting in seven days. You Jing Chuanxiu and you Xiao Chen, both of you are my opponents!" The demon king was still so domineering, waved his sleeve robe, left an arrogant figure for everyone, and then left.

Jing Chuanxiu smiled vigorically, nodded, then looked at Xiao Chen upstairs and said, "Me too. I hope you don't avoid the war at that time."

Upstairs, only Xiao Chen stood on the floor of the whole inn. He smiled casually and said, "Okay, I hope you can show your real strength to fight."

Jing Chuanxiu frowned puzzledly, as if he was in doubt.

Xiao Chen said, "The true god is coming!"

Jing Chuanxiu was relieved, nodded and left with his fists.

The arrival of the true god is the strongest spell of the real martial arts tower. Before the Holy Martial Arts Conference, Xiao Chen had seen a martial artist perform it, but the man's strength is not enough to summon one-tenth of the strength of the martial arts god.

Xiao Chen means that he hopes to see the limit of the arrival of the true god.

The battle is finally over, and the inn is no longer like a locust crossing the crops. There is only a door frame left in the whole gate, swinging in the wind, which is particularly desolate.

After everyone dispersed, the sad cry of the innkeeper finally sounded in the ruins: "My inn..."