C1708 Nan Xingchen's viciousness

Long Yan unleashed his speed. In addition, through the perception of the Divine Dragon Soul, he also released his senses to their maximum, allowing him to sense a distance of two kilometers between them.

The sky was high and the birds were free to fly. Be it in the vast sky or on the ground, Long Yan was the king filled with killing intent.

It was gold that would light up wherever it went. Long Yan was undoubtedly the brightest gold there was.

At the very end, those who survived would definitely be the strongest from both races with twenty people. At the very least, those who survived to the very end would be those experts above Third Stage of Divine Martial Spirit.

Therefore, it all depended on Long Yan's luck.

Because with you, I, Yi Xuan, in my entire life, have met the best brother of mine. You saved me three times, but I … …

"You said it yourself, we are brothers. Why are you being courteous to me?"

On the other side, it could be said that as long as Yi Ruoran was not there, no one else would be her match. As such, Yi Ruoran was always worried about her and Long Yan's safety, and kept on speeding through this huge blood colored maze.

At this moment, her face, which was originally as beautiful as a fairy, turned completely red.

Her long sleeves fluttered with a solemn aura of killing. A fragrant wind blew past, and her fair and jade-like face made her look all the more charming.

He kept staring at the names of the twenty-eight people who had appeared on the gigantic wall of blood in the sky. Fortunately, Long Yan's and Yi Xuan's names had always been on the wall.

She was completely lost on the battlefield of slaughter, and her heart was filled with anxiety.

"Yan'er, Xuan'er, where are you two right now? Are you guys already together? Big sister is so worried, so worried, God bless you, I must find you two as soon as possible."

Between the two of them, any mishap would be an incomparably heavy blow to her, to the point where she would not be able to face the days to come.

The Evil God of the first generation, before Zhang Zhi Ling came out, she thought of him as a high and mighty being, a god who was the legend of the entire Divine Demon City. She respected and looked up to him.

In her heart, there was only hatred, because even if it was his descendant, the people of Xingyue Family, would still have to face different battles without a trace of kinship.

Hurriedly charging forward, suddenly, Yi Ruoran discovered a figure in front of him. Without saying a word, she rushed over with her fastest speed.

With a loud bang, he stood beside that man.

He made a huge joke with her, because the warrior in front of her was too similar to Long Yan, to the point that she didn't even have the time to perceive his aura before she quickly rushed over.

He was extremely disappointed. The warrior turned around and looked at Yi Ruoran with a frightened expression, because he was from the Nangong Family. When she saw the beautiful City Lord in front of him, his first reaction was to escape.

With her own Third Stage of Divine Martial Spirit's realm, it was just too low.

She was beautiful like a fairy, but Yi Ruoran's face didn't have the slightest hint of killing intent.

The man took a few steps back and said with a trembling voice, "I-City Lord, I-I …" His face was deathly pale, and in the next moment, he quickly retreated behind him, stumbling his way out. He was hoping for a fluke, but in the face of such an expert, he simply couldn't withstand a single blow!

After he consecutively turned around a few wall of blood, he finally turned his head back. However, he didn't realise that Yi Ruoran was chasing after him, so he finally relaxed a little.

"What?" She didn't kill me? Could it be … He understood very quickly, because Yi Ruoran was alone, and it was very likely that she was still searching for his brother, so she didn't mind her little life. He felt extremely fortunate.

He still had a lingering fear in his heart. He had to admit that the scene just now had been too thrilling, but he still had doubts in his heart.

"Right now, thirty people have already died. With Long Yan's strength here, they are the lowest two people. How did they manage to survive until now?"

His heart was filled with questions!

Most likely, many people were the same as him. With their current strength, they should be the first two to die.

Anyone who saw them would be killed instantly!

Of course, he didn't expect that the Long Yan he thought to be weak, at this moment, was quickly killing another person's life.

Suddenly, when he turned around, the man standing in front of him was looking at him with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Suddenly, his vision went black, and in the end, he was still unable to escape from death. Before dying, he finally understood why Long Yan was able to live until now.

"Long Yan, you …" The moment his body fell to the ground, Long Yan's figure snatched away his Water God Pearl s once again.

After successfully killing the sixth person, Long Yan was still not satisfied.

Of course, Nan Xingchen, who was three kilometers away from Long Yan, had killed the man in front of him with a single palm strike.

"The seventh person, die!" However, the one who died was the one he was most proud of in the past, a great commander of the Slaughterer.

This commander of the Slaughterer had finally met Nan Xingchen, the leader of the presidential team, on this killing battlefield. She thought that once she found a safe haven and rushed over to Nan Xingchen to greet him, her head would be shattered immediately.

"32 people died and I killed 7 people. This result should not be bad, right?" Nan Xingchen's mouth raised in a pleased smile. In other words, even if he failed to obtain the Blood Cloth Armor in the end, he would eventually become one of the last twenty warriors and successfully entered the next round of the cruel slaughter.

"I'm determined to get the Blood Cloth Armor, so it will definitely be mine in the end. Even if Grandfather gets it, he will pass it on to me in the end. Hahahaha, Yi Ruoran, you woman, will still be my plaything."

"The entire Divine Demon City is the domain of our Nangong Family. If those old things like the Slaughterer s and chief hall masters dare to meddle in other people's business, I won't even let them off the hook."

As Nan Xingchen thought of this, his heart became extremely excited. Clenching his fists tightly, a strong aura of slaughter once again erupted from his body.

Suddenly, he raised his head. The blood wall in the sky was displaying fewer and fewer names. However, the two very eye-catching names made him very curious.

"What?" Those two little fellows haven't been killed yet? It is a miracle that we are still alive. How can I not believe that this is the truth? " He shook his head, not believing that these two had not met a single other martial practitioner.

Of course, when he saw Yi Ruoran's name, he remembered that she might have already found these two little fellows. Then, naturally no one would dare to touch them.

The other reason that made him more confident in obtaining the Blood Cloth Armor was because he knew Yi Ruoran too well. With her kind heart, how could she lay her hands on someone from his clan? This way, the treasure would definitely become theirs, and no matter who it was, they would become his.

"Continue to kill! I want this place to become a hell of slaughter! Hahahaha!" Nan Xingchen laughed out arrogantly.

Swish!

He immediately increased his speed and dashed forward.