Chapter 1309 If You Want to Be Beaten, Hurry up, I'm in a Hurry

In the dense crowd, the tribesmen of the twelve tribes knelt on the ground in pain, almost vomiting their internal organs from their throats.

The voices around were completely quiet at this moment, and everyone looked at Tang Chen with surprised eyes.

Especially Uruka's expression changes were particularly funny, from rage to astonishment, and then anger again.

Because the person he hated most now was Tang Chen, who dared to appear in front of him.

Bet looked at Tang Chen with cold and fierce eyes, and sneered: "Bastard, do you know how terrible the consequences are if you beat up my twelve tribes?"

"I don't know, anyway, they will definitely be fine today, I can guarantee this."

Tang Chen grinned and pointed at Bingtang and the other girls, sneering.

He waved to Bingtang and the others, and the latter girls showed a trace of joy on their faces and ran over quickly.

But at this moment, the people of the twelve tribes had surrounded Tang Chen and his group in the middle, with unfriendly faces, as if they wanted to take action.

Bet sneered, "Hero saves the beauty? I'm afraid you don't have the capital, and we will only beat you into scum."

"Bet, don't do it, leave this guy to me, I want to get back the dignity I lost in the Nine Spiritual Realms!" Uruka shouted.

Hearing this, the tribesmen of the twelve tribes were shocked.

It turned out that he lost 10 beast totem warships in the Nine Spiritual Realms to this man.

Bingtang hid behind Tang Chen and whispered, "This big brother, there shouldn't be any problem."

"It's not a big problem, these rubbish won't hinder me at all." Tang Chen said gently.

This cute and sexy girl felt an inexplicable sense of security when she saw his gentle and sunny expression.

"This is going to be fun. The nine spiritual realms and the twelve tribes are fighting each other."

"That's right. There should be something exciting before the Hundred Refining Corps Competition even starts."

"Fight. I'm tired of not having any competition to watch."

The people watching the show around didn't care who won or lost. They just wanted to watch the fight.

Uruka was so powerful and sharp, like a sword unsheathed. The high-level laws of the gold system were running wildly.

When many people felt this breath, their skin surface seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon, which was very strange.

He shouted: "Tang Chen, this is not the nine spiritual realms. No one can help you!"

After that, Uruka's ten fingers were entangled with golden threads, which were sharp and unmatched, but changed between hardness and softness.

Bang!

The golden threads fell to the ground, cutting out dense cracks, and entwined with Tang Chen like a myriad of threads, trying to tear the latter into pieces.

Seeing this, Tang Chen remained still, and his hands also emitted a large number of white threads, which were entangled with the golden threads.

The two threads collided in the void.

Uruka sneered, and the power of the soul surged out of his mind, saying: "Golden beast!"

The golden thread suddenly changed from feminine to fierce, forming a beast with thousands of threads, hundreds of feet long.

The white thread was forcibly broken free, showing the characteristics of the higher laws of the gold system, violent!

Boom!

The golden beast pounced on Tang Chen, and the waves it emitted swept in all directions.

The cracks on the ground were crisscrossed, and even the buildings were cracking.

Hong Dayu, Chen Mo and others changed their expressions slightly.

Bingtang and the others had bitter faces, and they were in trouble.

"God's slaying." Tang Chen's voice suddenly became much deeper, and he said softly.

He stomped his feet on the ground, and the ground turned into the shape of silk threads, gathering beside him into sharp spears, and pierced through fiercely.

Bang!

The golden beast was blasted apart by the spear-shaped silk thread and exploded in mid-air.

A blue vein appeared between Uruka's eyebrows, squirming wildly, and he shouted angrily: "Golden Sword!"

The originally disintegrated golden thread condensed again, entwined layer by layer, lingering root by root, and turned into a golden sword.

The sharp intention was earth-shaking, and even the space was trembling slightly.

Under Uruka's control, the golden sword crossed the void at an incredibly fast speed and slashed towards Tang Chen's neck strangely, trying to behead him!

This seemed to be a decapitation action to make up for his defeat in the battle against Tang Chen's army.

"Rasengan."

A blue-white ball of light emerged between Tang Chen's palms and fingers, and crazy energy was compressed inside, and he took a step and blasted it out.

The Rasengan contained a strong rotating force. Before the golden sword fell, it had been crushed, and then the silk thread became a mess.

Uruka's expression changed in shock. How could it be cracked so easily?

But before he could make any move, Tang Chen used the state of Tianyu Rizhao and reached out to grab the golden thread.

When the people around saw it, some of them couldn't help but screamed. Aren't you afraid of having your hands cut off?

But in the eyes of countless people in shock, Tang Chen's palm kept sparking, and he swung Uruka over.

In full view of the crowd, Tang Chen's fist was like a Mercedes-Benz battleship, fiercely hitting Uruka's chest!

Bang!

The heavy slamming sounded in everyone's ears, accompanied by bone fractures and screams.

Uruka vomited blood, screamed and flew backwards, and rolled heavily on the ground for thousands of meters before stopping.

The area fell into silence, and pairs of eyes looked at Uruka who fell to the ground and vomited blood, all showing horror.

Bingtang looked at Tang Chen with her beautiful eyes wide open, her red lips opened in an O shape, very surprised.

"You are looking for death!"

The people of the twelve tribes recovered from their shock and shouted angrily.

But Bet stretched out his hand and sneered: "It seems that you have some skills, otherwise you will be abused if you stand up."

"If you want to be beaten, hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Tang Chen twisted his neck and grinned.

Bet's eyes were cold, murderous intent burst out, and his shoulders trembled. The sharp edge of the high-level law of the gold system swept like a hurricane, causing many people around to change color.

Bet's combat power is one point stronger than Uruka, the Xuanwei Immortal God Realm!

Bet sneered: "Let you know how the twelve tribes beat people!"

"Ten thousand winds invade the enemy's shadow."

Suddenly, the red aurora on Tang Chen's body converged, and his black hair moved without wind. In an instant, he turned into the son of wind who was free and unrestrained in the world, and said softly.

Boom!

The next moment, Bet's pupils contracted, feeling the strong murderous intent, and two swords appeared in his hands, screaming and dancing wildly.

As the sword danced, the golden light shone, as if it had turned into a golden castle to protect himself.

However, it seemed indestructible, but when Tang Chen's afterimage came, the paper-like appearance collapsed instantly.

Figures flew around, moving like a hurricane, and thousands of deep green lights were like flowing wind rhythms, instantly enveloping Bet.

Bet's situation was even more miserable than Uruka's. He had not really fought yet, but he was already defeated!

Bang!

Bet's flying figure was reflected in everyone's pupils. Half of his body fell into the mud and flew backwards. When he finally stopped, it seemed that his head was resting on the mud and fell into death.

The scene fell into silence again, and everyone looked at Tang Chen as if he was looking at a monster.