Chapter 1430: Debunking (1/2)

Chapter 1430 Debunking the True Face

Hatred can blind people's eyes. The monk on the arena has already been blinded by hatred. Seeing his brother die tragically under the opponent's fist, his sanity has been replaced by anger.

In the arena, even though he displayed his strongest strength, he fell into a disadvantage at the first shot.

The tall monk laughed wildly, ”You little dwarf, you don't know what you can do, I will send you to see your brother!”

The momentum on the arena suddenly changed, and the tall monk burst into a terrifying atmosphere, and his fists suddenly burst out.

In the anger of the short monk, even though he lost his reason and was in the most instinctive reaction, he could still feel the power of this punch.

He knows very well that such a punch is definitely not something he can handle!

Quit? out on a limb! Can only fight.

The short monk roared wildly, exhausted all his strength, and blasted his fists.

”Ants! Go to death!” The tall monk had a hideous face, and his fist blasted out a strange whirlpool.

”Ah!” The short monk screamed, and both fists were swallowed by the whirlpool.

Starting from the front end of the fist, two blood flowers burst out, then two arms, and then half of the body.

For a moment, his screams still rang in the ears of the monks, and the whole person turned into a cloud of blood.

Yang Teng watched carefully the next movement of the tall monk. Sure enough, when the short monk died tragically, the tall monk opened his mouth slightly and took a breath at the position of the short monk.

The mysterious old man also saw this action, confirming Yang Teng's statement.

”Bastard thing!” the mysterious old man yelled with anger.

”You go up to me and kill this **** right away!” The mysterious old man shouted angrily to Yang Teng.

”Senior, I'm afraid I can't beat him. Didn't you find that he has become stronger after absorbing the vitality of the short monk.” Yang Teng shook his head and said.

”Don't give me this one. Whether you can beat him or not, you must go up to me. If you fail to beat him, you will die in the arena.” The old man said rudely and unreasonably.

Yang Teng was helpless, ”Well, it looks like I'm going to use the treasure again. I really want to be open and honest with my opponent.”

The tall monk blasted the short monk with a fist, and looked at the competition arena with a grim look, ”Who else! Let me meet you so-called peerless geniuses in the Void Realm today!”

The monks in the audience were all stunned by this monk's brutal methods, and they were thinking about whether they could beat each other in the ring.

Among the monks present, apart from Yang Teng, only the old sloppy realized that the origin of this cultivator might be related to the demon servant's line. The old sloppy thought about it for a long time, and wanted to go up and fight this cultivator.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up. Unless he could display the Pluto's presence and summon the image of the Pluto, he would not be able to beat the monk.

He sighed silently in his heart, I don't know where Yang Teng is now, maybe Yang Teng can defeat this monk.

Regardless of whether he is willing to admit it or not, he also understands that Yang Teng has all kinds of magical methods, coupled with Yang Teng's various treasures, there is great hope.

There was silence under the ring, and no one wanted to challenge this murderous madman.

Before this, Yang Teng felt that Yang Teng was ruthless. After this monk entered the arena, the monks realized that this monk was even more ruthless.

Before the two short brothers, he had already killed five monks in the same way.

Among the seven people before and after, none of them could leave the body, and there were no broken limbs, all of which shattered the body with a punch, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting above the head: ”What are you kicking me for? Isn't this sending me up to death!”

Then a figure flew over everyone's head and landed on the arena.

The monks in the audience were amused.

Isn't this Yang Teng who has battled and won, but I don't know what will happen to him when he meets this tall murderer.

This is the battle situation that monks are most happy to see.

”Yang Teng mighty! We support you as always!”

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Yang Teng turned around and said helplessly below: ”Everyone, this time I didn't want to be on stage. I was framed.”

Before he was ready, he was kicked in the **** by the old man.