Chapter 825 Killing

Under such circumstances, Wang Chen activated his blood talent. He is ready for the last fight, and must end this battle as soon as possible.

With the opening of the bloodline talent, Wang Chen's momentum soared again in an instant.

The bloodline talent is violent, at the intermediate level, and the strength increase is extremely powerful, and it can directly increase the strength by four times! What kind of horror is this?

Under such circumstances, Wang Chen's strength increased by 3.5 times when the eight gates were opened and the four gates were opened. In addition, the strength of the blood talent increased by 4 times. What kind of terrifying data is this?

With the opening of the bloodline talent, Wang Chen's meridians also endured a greater impact as his strength soared, as if it might collapse at any time.

"Explosive step!"

With a shout of anger, Wang Chen's bloodline martial arts burst out.

Teng Teng Teng...

Stepping on the seven stars, Wang Chen suddenly rushed towards the ninth-level peak warrior king. Wherever he passed, only Wang Chen's phantoms were left behind.

In more than half a year, Wang Chen opened the four-door Dunjia for the first time, and in more than half a year, Wang Chen opened the blood talent for the first time. Although there was unparalleled pain in the meridians at this moment, Wang Chen had a kind of pain. Indescribably joyful.

This is a kind of carefree and boldness of the strong, and it is a pleasure that can only be felt after reaching a certain height.

Under the explosive steps, how fast is the speed? In the blink of an eye, Wang Chen was in front of this ninth-rank warrior king.

"Crazy battle in the world!"

Bloodline Martial Arts Crazy War World came out in response.

An intermediate bloodline martial skill, fighting wildly in the world, its current power is not inferior to Shura Slash in the slightest, it is extremely powerful.

The moment it was cast, the wind blew up. In fact, Wang Chen had already thrown away the blue long sword in his hand, and drew out a soldier of Yuanli!

The red light of the soldiers of Yuanli flashed, as if they had spirituality. Accompanied by the mad war world, it instantly turned into a fierce tiger with a big mouth, and went straight to the ninth-level peak warrior king.

The sudden change made the face of the ninth-rank warrior king change drastically. Wang Chen's speed made it impossible for the ninth-level peak martial artist to react for a while.

It has been improved again, this time, Wang Chen's aura has increased again. How is this possible!

Sensing Wang Chen's rising aura, the ninth-rank martial artist's eyes were full of horror, and he finally felt that things were developing towards a side that he could not control.

Before, he thought that after following for a period of time, he had a thorough understanding of Wang Chen's strength. However, just now Wang Chen suddenly opened the fourth door of the Eight Dunjia, which surprised him! But, that was still within his control. It's just a little difficult to deal with. But, nothing spectacular.

But at this moment, Wang Chen activated his blood talent, which made him feel bad. He can still improve! What exactly is going on?

Just now Wang Chen was able to lag behind him by a little bit, what about now? Now, this guy has soared soaring, can he still win?

For the first time, the ninth-rank martial artist felt a little more shaken in his heart.

At this moment, the expression on the face of the peak warrior king of the ninth rank was incomparably solemn. Looking at Wang Chen's mad battle against the world, he couldn't allow him to think about more things. He took a deep breath: "Batian strike!"

He once again displayed his most powerful moves. At this moment, only this move can make him feel a little bit at ease.

"roll!"

Watching the ninth-level peak martial artist once again unleash a domineering blow, Wang Chen obviously didn't care.

With a roar, the momentum soared again.

The increase brought by the blood talent is fully displayed.

Roar……

With one move, the wind roared, the tiger roared, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

Under the red light soaring to the sky, under the majesty of the majestic king of the martial arts bloodline, the overbearing blow seemed so small and useless at this moment.

boom……

A roar came, and Wang Chen finally confronted this ninth-level peak warrior king again.

rumbling...

The roar was deafening, like the roar of thunder. The tiger's bite caused the soldiers of the ninth-level peak king warrior to collapse instantly.

ding ding ding...

Under the crisp sound, the white long sword instantly shattered into countless fragments and flew towards the surroundings.

"how is this possible……"

The ninth-rank peak warrior king panicked!

That huge force rushed straight at him, making the blood in his body tumbling, and the soldier in his hand turned into pieces in an instant! This filled him with disbelief.

"boom……"

Under the berserk force, the sword of Yuan Li in Wang Chen's hand slammed into the body of this ninth-level peak warrior king.

puff...

The blood flowed down, faintly blending into the Yuanli soldiers, and the ninth-rank warrior king flew out with a look of shock and disbelief.

With Wang Chen unlocking the four doors of armor and blood talent, even the ninth-level peak warrior king is unable to match him. Coupled with the previous rival in love and carelessness, he received a fatal blow at this moment.

A hideous wound was left on the chest, and blood was continuously flowing out. The eyes of the ninth-rank warrior king were full of deathly ashes.

Even at this moment, he still didn't believe it would be such a solution.

The pain from his chest made him still unable to believe that he had failed. Is this hallucination? Yes, it must be so!

However, the constant loss of blood and the feeling of constant disappearance made it impossible for him to deceive himself.

boom……

With a dull sound, finally, the ninth-rank martial artist slammed down on the ground in the distance. Until this moment, the light in his eyes began to fade. His vitality drained rapidly.

Unable to guard against one, Wang Chen's frenzied battle in the world knocked him straight.

The wound on his chest looked extremely hideous, and blood flowed out continuously, taking away his life.

The world gradually became colder, and he looked towards Wang Chen with blank eyes, showing a little bit of unwillingness: "No...impossible! Why...why...why...you...you No... not the third-rank warrior king!"

The ninth-rank warrior king uttered such a sentence with difficulty.

Until now, he still doesn't know what happened. Why did this sudden change happen. Why things go out of your control. Why was this Tier 3 king warrior able to continuously improve his strength, and finally, even under his own carelessness, he beheaded himself, a Tier 9 peak king warrior.

Even if he is not the strongest among the ranks of ninth-rank warrior kings. He can also rank in the middle. With such strength, wouldn't it be easy to deal with a Tier 3 king warrior? Why, the one who died now would be himself.

He has infinite doubts in his heart!

"Underestimate the enemy is the beginning of failure!" Coming to the ninth-rank warrior king, Wang Chen closed the eight armors and the blood talent, panting heavily, and said in a cold voice.

"Underestimate the enemy? Hahaha...underestimate the enemy? Yes, if I had directly attacked you earlier, you would be dead now!" Hearing Wang Chen's words, the ninth-rank warrior king laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke.

Yeah, he's a joke in his own right! A ninth-tier warrior king died in the hands of a third-tier warrior king. This is not a joke, what is it?

Or maybe at the beginning, he directly used the most powerful move to kill Wang Chen directly, wouldn't it be like this?

All of this was directly caused by him. Thinking of this, the ninth-rank martial artist's eyes were full of bitter self-mockery.

Finally, his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally, there was no trace of color. His life was over.

Seeing the death of this ninth-rank warrior king, Wang Chen smiled wryly, and quickly bent down and took out the token on his body. A total of three pieces were all brought into the bosom, and then quickly dodged towards the distance.

Because the movement of the battle here just now was too loud, and it is likely to attract the attention of others! At this time, if he meets a ninth-rank martial artist, Wang Chen will die!

In the battle just now, Wang Chen's body has been pushed to a limit by opening the Eight Door Dunjia and the blood talent.

If it wasn't for the fact that the battle was over soon, at this time, Wang Chen's body might have collapsed, and he was defeated without a fight.

Now, his physical condition is not optimistic, and it is absolutely impossible to encounter any battles.

Gathering the only little true energy in the body and helping the meridians of the whole body, Wang Chen dodged towards the destination relying on the perception of the primordial spirit.

This time, he chose a more remote path, just to avoid an enemy.

At this time, let's not say that he is a ninth-rank warrior king. Even an eighth-rank warrior king is enough to kill Wang Chen!

As for the corpse of the ninth-rank warrior king, it was thrown in the forest. After the knockout round, someone would naturally come to collect it.

This is the harsh reality. This is the world where the strong are respected, and death is nothing.

Relying on the powerful perception of Yuanshen, Wang Chen moved forward cautiously. At the same time, he slowly healed his injuries.

Several times, Wang Chen felt that there was a powerful ambush nearby, which forced Wang Chen to choose the diversion route and advance from the other side.

This made Wang Chen waste a lot of time.

Seeing that the specified time was getting closer and closer, Wang Chen's brows became more and more wrinkled.

...

"There is still half an hour, the selection is over!"

At this moment, at the designated destination, the men in charge of this selection from the White Tiger Academy looked at the sky and said in a low voice.

"That's right, there are quite a few people eliminated in this selection! More than 180 people participated in the selection today, and up to now, only 13 people have returned... This probability..."

Saying that the time is about to end, he took over and looked at each other with a wry smile.

They have all experienced this assessment, so they naturally know how severe it is.

"What's wrong with that Yanchen?" At this time, a middle-aged man couldn't help looking into the distance and sighed.

"Yanchen? The warrior who entered this level of selection with the strength of a first-rank warrior king? Hehe, he is really a surprising guy!"

"No, but I guess he's in trouble. There's no hope!"

"Yeah, it's pretty good for a first-order warrior king to be able to get to this point!"

"Pity!"

"However, it's hard to say! Now, among the tokens we have collected, there is no token for him, so there is still hope!"

Several people talked for a while.

Only the old man sitting on the side was calm and calm, squinting his eyes slightly. However, it can also be seen that he looks into the distance from time to time, as if he is waiting for something.