Chapter 199 Crazy Streak!

This person, with a thin stature, is also in the middle stage of Xiantian Realm II, holding two daggers and walking lightly.

"Haoyunzong Yanfei, please enlighten me!"

After bowing his hands in a salute, Yan Fei's body was filled with true energy, his face was solemn, and he was ready to attack at any time.

The Luoyang Kingdom was founded on the basis of sects. Within the territory of the country with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there are more than 10 million sects.

However, in terms of strength, it is natural that Ling Tianzong, Huo Xuanzong and Xueyue Pavilion are respected, above all sects.

"Please!"

Seeing the other party's attitude towards the client, Chu Yan also bowed his hand and said politely.

call out!

Yan Fei's figure suddenly flashed, and instantly a series of afterimages appeared, flying across the ring.

The speed was astonishingly fast, and on the stands, he just felt a flower in front of him, and then he lost his trace.

In the next breath, Yan Fei, who surrounded Chu Yan with his body technique, flashed behind Chu Yan, suddenly stopped and stabbed with a knife.

bump!

Chu Yan's backhand punch not only shook off the stabbing knife light, but at the same time, the punch was unabated, slammed into Yan Fei's chest and knocked him off the ring.

easy! It's so easy!

Moreover, it was another move that knocked a strange opponent out of the ring.

Second game, win!

Game 3, win!

….

Game 9, win!

The thirteenth game, win!

Chu Yan's winning streak continued to increase, and the number of the light curtain in the corner of the ring was fixed above the number fifteen.

Invincible, unstoppable!

Moreover, the fifteen battles were all one-shot defeats!

"Oh my god, this young man is so strong, he has already played fifteen games, and in five more games, he will be on the "King List"."

"That's right, it seems that today's "King List" will be re-listed again!"

"Haha, I won, I lose one out of ten, it's cool..."

"Damn it, I knew I'd bet on a 15-game winning streak, no, I'll bet on another 20-game winning streak!"

"..."

With Chu Yan's continuous winning streak, the enthusiasm of the crowd was completely ignited in the stands, and there was a lot of noise.

In the stands on all sides, many warriors looked at Chu Yan on the arena with burning eyes.

The strong are always respected!

A strong man can easily arouse the blood in their hearts.

At this time, on the ring.

Chu Yan's sixteenth opponent was standing with a sword, his eyes fixed on Chu Yan.

Duan Jinghong! Wang Bang ranked 297th, and has an impressive record of 25 consecutive victories. He is at the peak of the second-level Xiantian realm. He has been in the "Wang Bang Arena" all the year round, and his popularity is very high!

His presence made the No. 1 arena, which had just been lively, quiet down again.

The next moment, the long sword in Duan Jinghong's hand turned into a stream of light, directly smashing Chu Yan's heart.

This sword, with the power of thunder, intends to pierce Chu Yan's sword...

All out sword!

When he was fighting, he made a plan. The first move was to do his best and never let go.

Seeing the sword light coming, Chu Yan raised the corner of his mouth lightly, brought out a sneer, and threw a punch.

Three-stage attack!

The fist is like a thunderbolt, and it rushes out.

boom!

Duan Jinghong was hit by the fist force without any accident, and was thrown flying on his back, and he fell straight into the ring.

Whoa!

As Duan Jinghong landed, half of the people in the entire stand stood up, and the audience was silent, and the needles could be heard!

This... how is this possible! ?

It's okay to defeat the enemy with one move in front, this... This is the "King Bang" powerhouse!

VIP seat.

Shen Wanjie's strong body twitched violently, his pupils shrunk to the extreme, and a huge wave stirred in his heart, he simply did not want to believe the scene in front of him.

"No...no...impossible, absolutely...never possible!"

"Brother Chu! Good job..."

Shen Wanjie's pupils also contracted, and in his eyes,

A flame is beating...

Outside the ring, Duan Jinghong was completely stunned!

At the moment of landing, his face was sluggish and his eyes were blank. He did not believe that he would be defeated by a martial artist whose cultivation level was lower than his own.

hum!

After a while, cheers like a tsunami erupted from the stands, and all kinds of heated discussions resounded throughout the No. 1 arena area.

"Niu... Niu, it's too good... This young man actually blew Duan Jinghong away with one punch."

"I...I have a feeling, I feel like he can win fifty straight!"

"Fart, you feel stupid, I've already made a bet, I'll bet fifty games, sure!"

"..."

In the stands, Shen Shengjie's eyes swept to Shen Dang and Shen Wanjie not far away, his eyes blazing brightly.

At this time, the two of them, who were also the pre-selected heirs of the family, were ashen, their faces were flushed, their blue veins burst out, and they looked like they wanted to eat people.

"Hahaha, cool... cool, Brother Chu, good work..."

Shen Shengjie picked up the wine glass beside him, drank it all at once, and laughed out loud.

At this moment, in the VIP seat, Shen Dang finally couldn't hold his breath, and stood up together, turned around and bowed to the white-robed youth beside him.

"Brother Chen! Can I ask you to fight and defeat this man?"

Chen Hao in a white robe sat with his arms folded, Wen Fang, slowly turned his head to look at Shen Dang, and said doubtfully.

"Brother Shen, my agreement with you is one thousand yuan stone, and I will only shoot once! Are you sure you want me to shoot now?"

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed on Shen Dang's face, he turned his head to look not far away, Shen Wanjie, who had a happy face, looked at Chu Yan on the ring, and finally, nodded fiercely!

Swish!

A white shadow, like lightning breaking through the sky, suddenly appeared on the ring.

Clang!

In Chen Hao's hand, a long spear flashed out, making a loud gunshot.

Without further ado, Chen Hao's spear shook and attacked Chu Yan.

At this moment, Chu Yan's eyes saw Chen Hao, and it suddenly became cold, and the two cyclones in the body suddenly revolved, and the surging True Qi doubled.

"Get out of here!"

Chu Yan shouted loudly, his right fist slammed out suddenly, and the black fist mark appeared instantly.

With this punch, Chu Yan used 50% of his combat power to deal with Chen Hao in the late stage of the fourth stage of the Innate Realm, which is enough!

The fist strength roared, and it was defeated by a touch, and the spear in Chen Hao's hand collapsed instantly. The fist strength remained unabated, slammed on Chen Hao, and immediately flew out.

Chen Hao's total time from taking the stage to stepping down was no more than three breaths, and even two breaths faster than the previous one.

His body fell to the ground, his blood surged up, and a wisp of crimson overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Chen Hao glanced at the black-robed figure on the arena dully. His face turned pale and pale.

Struggling to stand up, Chen Hao only felt hot on his face, turned around angrily, and walked outside the arena.

Following Chen Hao's hurried departure, the sky-shattering cheers erupted from the stands again.

Under the huge noise, it attracted a lot of people from the other two arenas, rushing towards this side.

At this time, on the ring, the light curtain representing Chu Yan's winning streak showed the two numbers "Seventeen".

Chu Yan's wonderful performance finally began to attract some real strong players.

Some powerful and famous warriors came to power and challenged Chu Yan.

These people, including disciples of powerful sects, children of noble families, and even elders of some small families, also came to power one after another.

Some of them are extremely talented or possess high-level martial arts, and some have unique secret skills, and their strength is significantly higher than that of the same level of martial arts.

However, no matter who got into the ring, they were all knocked off the ring by Chu Yan with one punch, without exception!

Above the stands, the atmosphere in the crowd became more and more tense, and many people who had made heavy bets were all looking forward to it.

How high will the black-robed youth go?