Chapter 1522： Enter the ring (1/2)

”I have a doomsday city (

At this time, Song Jian's mind was blank, his mental strength, qi and blood, and sword aura, as if being drawn by something, quickly decreased.

In ten seconds, Song Jian's vitality value was less than one tenth, and his spirit was even more dry, and his sword vitality was less than ten points.

At this time, Song Jian had no way to maintain the soil escape state, and was forced to get out of the rock and lay on the black ground.

At this moment, the ground trembled slightly, and the rumbling sound was endless, and countless barbarian cavalry came towards him, and the phantom of the barbarian **** slowly appeared in the sky.

Song Jian slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view were the angry eyes of the barbarian god.

”Me, what's wrong with me?” Song Jian's memory of before coma appeared like lightning.

”Damn it, the boiling blood will cause me harm!” Song Jian's expression changed drastically. If he is at the peak of his state and the chance of escaping from the pursuit is nine deaths, then his state at this time is ten deaths without life. , There is no possibility of survival.

At this moment, there were several foreign **** sons from all directions, and the saint woman was driven by the barbarian cavalry and rushed towards Song Jian's location.

The barbarian cavalry did not deliberately chase them, but these people just happened to stand in the way of the barbarian cavalry. After being discovered, they were full of cavalry in all directions, and there was nowhere to hide, so they could only passively drive forward.

”There is a human race, human race!” a foreign **** son, with an excited look in his eyes, roared loudly.

”Challenge, challenge him, and hide in the **** ring!”

”Haha, as long as you hide in the **** ring, you can avoid these barbarian cavalry. It's just good luck...”

...

For a time, these seven or eight foreign **** sons and saints rushed towards Song Jian together.

In Song Jian's mind, seven or eight voices suddenly sounded. The voice was as cold as an ordinary one. It was similar to the prompt sound given by the system every time, but there were also subtle differences.

”Kama, the **** son of the Tianha tribe, has issued a **** challenge to you, do you agree?”

”Ziyunliu, the saint of the Zilan Star Clan, sends a **** challenge to you, do you agree?”

...

All the goddess saints who appeared within Song Jian's field of vision challenged Song Jian almost at the same time! In their view, as long as they can hide in the **** ring, they can avoid these barbarian cavalry. What they did not expect is that the target of these barbarian cavalry is Song Jian. If they knew, they would be afraid to avoid Song Jian. How dare you come closer?

Song Jian looked at the barbarian cavalry who was less than a hundred meters away from him. At such a short distance, it only took a few seconds to trample him under his feet. On top of his head, the phantom of the barbarian **** became clearer and clearer. Condensation is the essence.

”When did the **** ring turn on the challenge function?” A smile appeared on Song Jian's face. It was a smile from a dead end. He had never thought of hiding in the **** ring. Unexpectedly, this opportunity came to him in vain.

”agree!”