Chapter 1493： Three Hammers

"You must know that the area and population of the Sea Race is hundreds of times larger than the Human Race, and the probability of producing geniuses is also hundreds of times greater. If it weren't for the fierce fighting between them and the inability to adapt to the land, I am afraid that the Human Race would not be able to hold on for that long! "

Zhou Yu said with relief, he saw the dignity in Yue Chen's expression.

"I'm not worried about him, I'm thinking about how strong Lan Chen, who was better than him at the beginning, should be!"

"Not to mention that he still enters the so-called holy land for further training!"

Yue Chen waved his hand.

Hearing Yue Chen's words, Zhou Yu's face was also a little serious, and his eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at Lan Chen.

Although Yue Guo's strength has improved a lot, and there is systematic assistance, Yue Chen still has a sense of crisis when facing an extremely talented genius.

"Little dwarf, now give you a chance to survive. The person I am looking for is Lan Chen."

Ao Kui cursed arrogantly.

Gui Ling said coldly: "If you want to move your Highness, just pass me first!"

Speaking of him, he took out his weapon, a pair of pale green sledgehammers with exaggerated size.

The hammer head was about the size of a person, but in his hand it looked like two cotton candy, waving it at will, and smashing it at Aokui.

"This kid really doesn't know what he can do. He dares to compare strength with Ao Kui, he is looking for death!"

"No, I heard that Ao Kui used brute force to tear a killer whale into pieces while hunting monsters some time ago."

"Orca?

That was at least the seventh-order monster of the battle saint, and it seemed that Ao Kui's strength was at least the seventh-rank battle saint! "

The sea people who watched the excitement began to discuss with great interest.

Fighting against each other is commonplace among the sea clan, and they are no less inferior to the demon clan in terms of belligerence and bloodthirsty.

For them, it is best for Ao Kui to win. Even if they can't win, they can watch a hearty fight, which is not a loss.

Be yelling! The anchor and the double hammers collided with each other, and a sound of golden and iron humming erupted.

Ao Kui, who had an advantage in size, suffered from a condescending attack. The anchor was almost shaken by the huge force and pulled back after clenching his teeth.

Even so, he almost fell to the ground.

Without waiting for him to adjust, Guiling's double hammers smashed at him endlessly like a tide.

boom! boom! boom! Ao Kui barely supported the three hammers, his arms were sore, his bones seemed to be broken, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Gui Ling had no intention of stopping. He slammed Ao Kui's chest with a heavy hammer, flying him hundreds of meters away, slamming him into a pile of corals, and then retracted the double hammers, silently returning to Lan Chen. Behind.

"Ao Kui, now you understand the gap between you and me?"

"The power in the Holy Land is not what you can imagine. Now we are very different, we are not a person of the same level at all."

"I can't even fight with my subordinates, you still want to fight with me?"

Lan Chen's tone was full of sarcasm.

Ao Kui struggled to get up from the ground, and several of his subordinates hurriedly took out the pill for him to take. After regaining a little state, they returned to the back of the crowd griefly, and didn't even have the courage to answer Lan Chen's question.

All this happened too much, and it completely wiped out Ao Kui's dignity.

Originally wanted to challenge a former opponent in front of millions of people to prove himself.

Unexpectedly, even Lan Chen's men could not be compared, and he was defeated by the opponent in such a humiliating way.

Lan Chen immediately looked around the Sea Clan present, arrogantly said: "Who is still not convinced, dare to challenge your Highness?"

"If no one dares to come again, then this crystal tower belongs to my Highness!"

The Sea Clan who was watching him bowed their heads, not daring to look at him.

I am in awe of his strength! "Dear Aiqing, who of you is willing to come forward to challenge?"

Yue Chen looked at a group of gods and generals.

Although he was confident that if he shot himself, he might not win against Lan Chen, but he still had full confidence in the face of Guiling.

Both the lightning speed and the mighty Supreme Divine Thunder were enough to defeat Guiling.

But his moves are too obvious, and once used, there is a great possibility of being discovered.

Therefore, in non-essential circumstances, Yue Chen did not intend to make a move.

"Your Majesty, let the minister go to fight!"

Pei Min walked out of the generals and respectfully saluted, "The other brothers' moves are too obvious, and they may be recognized by others."

"My swordsmanship is universal among the ten thousand races. Whether it is the Demon Race or the Sea Race, there are no shortage of warriors who practice swordsmanship and sword formation."

"Yes, then leave it to Pei Qing!"

Yue Chen nodded.

Pei Min immediately turned into a sword light and flew in front of Lan Chen, and said coldly: "His Royal Highness Lan Chen, I am willing to challenge you!"

The smile on Lan Chen's face solidified, and his tone was unkind: "Which clan are you from, dare to come and die at the first level of a war saint?"

"It's just a swordsman, no clan!"

Pei Min said coldly.

He has an upright character, and naturally doesn't have a good face for these cannibal sea races.

"Which one are you going to challenge me?"

Lan Chenman yelled indifferently, without paying attention to Pei Min at all.

After all, the lowest subordinates behind him are the strength of Battle Saint Tier 6, and there is a huge difference between Battle Saint Tier 1.

If there is still a glimmer of expectation for Shang Aokui, he hasn't paid attention to Pei Min at all.

"I think the warrior who is also using swords, it is better to just him!"

The long sword in Pei Min's hand pointed to a middle-aged sea clan behind Lan Chen.

The middle-aged sea clan is dressed in light black scale armor, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his beautiful eyes are full of evil spirits and devilish energy.

It is heavier than the demon energy on the body of the general demons.

"It's the waves of the'killing swordsman', this kid is here to die, he dares to pick the waves of swordsman to take action."

"You must know that the killing sword claims that as long as it is shot, the sword blood is inevitable. I have not heard of anyone who can survive from his hands in these years."

"Oh, I thought we had a chance to enter the crystal tower, but I didn't expect a fool to come, and now there are no chances!"

The Hai Clan talked a lot, and he was extremely disinterested in Pei Min.

Whether in terms of realm or reputation among the Sea Clan, Pei Min does not have the upper hand.

"Big Brother Pei Min won't have an accident, right... the opposite is the strongman of the sixth rank of Battle Saint!"

"And they are so scary. If Big Brother Pei Min loses, wouldn't he be dead?"

Ao Yubing paled with fright, and asked nervously while pulling Yue Chen's sleeve.

As the so-called love house and Wu, Ao Yubing has a great affection for Yue Chen, and even has some affection for Yue Chen's gods and generals.

Now that Pei Min challenged the waves, his heart couldn't help but pick up.

"Don't worry, I haven't lost more than Kendo Pei Min."

"What's more, Pei Min is calm and can't do things that are uncertain!"

Yue Chen comforted.

For Pei Min, Yue Chen has absolute trust.

Although Pei Min's wisdom is not enough to count as exhaustive as Zhou Yu and others.

But compared to Xu Chu's impulsive military commander, he was still much better. As long as he looked for things, nothing went wrong.