Chapter 1118

Zhuo Wen and Xiao Shen's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. They just looked around and sat down at will, even if they found a position in the surrounding bleachers.

In the center of the stand around the Shura blood field is a huge piece of loess land. On this land, there are about ten blood colored platforms. On each platform, there are two figures fighting in a continuous staggered battle, and a rather violent Yuan Li Qi erupts.

"My Lord, the rules for entering the Shura blood field are actually very simple. As long as you have psychological preparation and courage, you can fight directly from the stands. If you can win three consecutive games, you can get the Shura medal." Xiao Shen whispered to Zhuo Wendao.

"I see!"

Zhuo Wen nodded and looked at the ten fighting figures below. Under each bloody table, there was a grim looking blood robed man. Obviously, these blood robed people should be figures such as judges.

Bang!

A dull hum sounded, and I saw that on a platform, the two people who had been fighting immediately separated at the touch. Immediately, one of them suddenly flew upside down and fell outside the bloody platform. At the same time, a terrible force came later and swept into the figure who flew upside down.

"Ah!"

When the scream sounded, the figure burst into a blood mist and lost all its vitality.

"Diba won this game. Congratulations on Diba's three consecutive victories. This is your Shura medal. Take it."

Under the bloody platform, the man in the bloody robe said in a loud voice. Even with a wave of his sleeve robe, a bloody medal swept out and fell on the arrogant and domineering figure on the platform.

"Diba?"

Looking at the figure who won three consecutive victories on the platform, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that the emperor bully who claimed the imperial pavilion would also come to Shura island. Obviously, he intended to seize the island origin of Shura island.

"Who's the emperor? I've never heard of him before. He won three consecutive victories so easily."

When the blood robed man awarded the emperor Ba Shura medal, there were bursts of uproar under the stage. Many people were confused about the emperor BA's face.

"It seems that the emperor bully is very confident in himself. He even came to Shura island to capture the origin of the island." looking at the wild and domineering emperor bully on the stage, Zhuo Wen showed a look of meditation in his eyes.

After winning three games in a row, Emperor Ba didn't continue to challenge. Instead, he kicked his foot and directly left the bloody platform and entered the front exit under the platform. Obviously, he didn't intend to stay in Shura blood field.

After all, Emperor Ba came for the same purpose as Zhuo Wen. He only needed to win three consecutive victories and obtain the Shura medal. There was no need to spend so much time here.

After all, those who can come are difficult experts. If they meet an expert, they will expose their cards at that time. It is not good for the origin dispute two months later. They should stop at a good time.

"Xiao Shen! Why is there no battle between the warriors in the imperial territory in the Shura blood field?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked in doubt.

Hearing this, Xiao shenlue looked at Zhuo Wen strangely and said, "Sir, the strong in the imperial territory are basically strong and powerful. How can they come to fight in the Shura blood field? Generally, the people who come to fight are below the imperial territory."

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen also knows that although there are a large number of martial arts in the imperial territory in the sea of suffering, they can't exceed the number of hands on an island at most. Even on Shura Island, I'm afraid such strong people are very rare. Zhuo Wen also found that his problem is indeed some idiots. No wonder Xiao Shen's eyes are so strange.

As soon as emperor Ba left, the empty bloody platform immediately swept up a figure. This man was carrying Zhang Xu's big knife, naked, his muscles were bulging, his bronze skin reflected quite brilliant brilliance, and his breath was also quite strong.

"Who dares to come up and die?"

The man roared and drew his right hand. The Zhangxu broadsword was immediately pulled out by him and immediately stood in front of him. The terrible force made the whole bloody table tremble.

"The warrior in the later period of Tianzun!"

Feeling the breath of the strong man holding the broadsword, many people in the stands were slightly silent. For a moment, no one went up to fight.

In the Shura blood field, the largest number of battles should be Jinzun territory. Tianzun territory is relatively small, but it is also relative. However, even Tianzun territory is basically around the early stage of Tianzun, like the later stage of Tianzun.

I'm afraid that only the top talents in Shura city can compare with Diba, which is the demon at the top of the heaven. Therefore, Diba will be so easy to win three consecutive victories.

"No one dares to fight?"

The man held his chest in his hands, and the corners of his mouth showed a strong mocking color. Naturally, he also found the slightly quiet atmosphere around him.

"I'll try it."

Zhuo Wen chuckled and jumped up from his position as soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet. The whole person was like a roc spreading its wings towards the bloody platform.

"My Lord!"

Xiao Shen was surprised. Just when he wanted to stop drinking, Zhuo Wen still arrived over the bloody table. Immediately, he suddenly dropped a kilo and hit the center of the bloody table. He stared at the dagger man in front of him indifferently.

"Hmm? Are you going to fight me?"

The man raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised, because he found that the cultivation of the young man in his twenties was only the early days of Tianzun, and such cultivation dared to challenge his later days of Tianzun. Is it a little big?

The crowd in the stand also noticed Zhuo Wen's breath, and their eyes showed strange colors one after another. Many people didn't understand. It was clear that the cultivation of this broadsword man was two small levels higher than that of this young man. This young man dared to challenge. Was he going to die?

"Hmm! Isn't it OK?" Zhuo Wenwei nodded and said indifferently.

The broadsword man's face stagnated, and immediately sneered: "of course, but later, the sword has no eyes. You'll be killed accidentally. Don't regret it."

"Isn't the battle in Shura blood field just until death? How can I win if I don't kill you?" Zhuo Wen said faintly.

"Arrogant kid!"

The broadsword man snorted coldly, stepped on the soles of his feet and pulled the handle of his right hand. The whole person turned into a residual shadow and swept towards Zhuo Wen in an instant. The broadsword in his hand exuded an extremely fierce cold light, as if it could break everything.

The blood robed man under the stage looked at all this indifferently, but his eyes looking at Zhuo Wen were a little mocking. In his opinion, Zhuo Wen was looking for death to challenge the dagger man in the early stage of Tianzun and the later stage of Tianzun.

"Tear him up! Tear this arrogant kid up in one fell swoop."

"Does this boy think he is Prince Yama? If he wants to challenge beyond his level, he is looking for death."

At the moment when the broadsword man swept out, countless people in the stands booed. Of course, the target of the boo was that Zhuo Wen. For the broadsword man, the audience cheered and tore up that Zhuo Wen.

"You are so impulsive. How can you challenge such a powerful opponent? If you die, how can I explain to the purple man?"

Xiao Shen frowned slightly and began to look sad. However, he knew that there was a strong emperor standing behind Zhuo Wen. If Zhuo Wen died here, he might not be able to get rid of his relationship. Thinking of his possible end, Xiao Shen's heart became extremely confused.

Whoosh!

At this moment, on the bloody stage, the dagger man immediately arrived in front of Zhuo Wen. The Zhangxu dagger raised over his head and immediately destroyed Zhuo Wen. He wanted to kill Zhuo Wen completely.

Zhuo Wen stood still and looked at the approaching broadsword. The Buddha power in his body began to spread, and the skin on his surface began to appear pale gold.

"Boy! Have you regretted it? But it's no use regretting it. You'll die if you regret it."

Looking at Zhuo Wen who didn't move at all, the radian of the dagger man's mouth became more and more ferocious. The dagger in his hand suddenly fell down and cut off Zhuo Wen's eyebrow.

Boom!

At the moment when the broadsword approached Zhuo Wen, an extremely dazzling golden awn burst out, as if at this moment, a small sun rose on the bloody platform. Then Zhuo Wen's body was raised and evolved into four heads and eight arms, with his arms folded, one clasped the fallen broadsword, and the remaining six arms burst out.

Boom!

The broadsword man didn't expect such changes at all. There were many flaws in his chest and abdomen. The six Golden arms hit the broadsword man's chest and abdomen heavily, even breaking out a very harsh muffled sound.

The dagger man's eyes are slightly convex, his waist is bent like cooked shrimp, and the blood in his mouth flows down.

"Die!"

Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded, and then the golden mans of the six arms reached the extreme, and a mighty force spread. The dagger man just snorted, but he was directly crushed into countless blood mist by this force.

When the broadsword man was directly crushed to death, the stands around the Shura blood field fell into a brief silence. Even the blood robed people under the stage were slightly stiff and showed a dull look.

The dagger man in the later stage of Tianzun was killed by a martial artist in the early stage of Tianzun. Is this too abnormal.

Xiao Shen, who was still thinking nonsense, was also infected by the quiet atmosphere around him. His eyes also looked at the bloody stage. Even seeing such a scene made him some incredible scenes.

"This adult... The strength is so terrible?" he licked his slightly dry lips, and Xiao Shen finally spit out such a sentence.

Zhuo Wenwei tilted his head, looked at the still dull blood robed man, shrugged and said, "I should have won this game?"

The man in the blood robe regained his consciousness and nodded subconsciously: "you won this game. Will you continue to challenge next?"

"Nature is to continue to challenge!"

Zhuo Wen nodded and stood quietly in the middle of the bloody table, waiting for others to challenge.

However, due to Zhuo Wenfang's move to kill Tianzun in the later stage, Zhuo Wenfang's stand seemed quite deserted. He waited for nearly half a column of incense, but he was stunned that no one came up.

"No one comes up, do I have to wait?" Zhuo Wen frowned and looked at the blood robe.