6kv Chapter 448 The Desert Butcher
Chapter 448 The Desert Butcher
When the audience in the arena stared excitedly at the situation off the field.
Eisen, the leader of the Wildfire Gang, was also carefully sizing up the figure standing in the arena.
"How tall can Cultivation Base be for a seven-year-old child?"
There was a drum in his heart.
Yinyuanjing early stage is already the weakest competitor here.
Letting the desert butcher who has won nine games in a row as Qin Feng's opponent will not make Emperor Xin feel that he looks down on the slaves he brought, but it will also give the unlucky boy some hope of winning.
However, when he saw Qin Feng's immature appearance with his own eyes, Aisen still sentenced Qin Feng to death in his heart.
With the suppression bracelet on, no matter how high your Cultivation Base is, you can only fight with physical strength.
The physical body of the human race in the God Realm is not as good as that of the alien race.
There were not a few obvious muscles on Qin Feng's body.
That's it, still want to defeat the desert butcher who can use mythical substances with physical strength?
Eisen shook his head helplessly.
on the other side of the auditorium.
Two figures shrouded in wide robes were sitting in an inconspicuous position, discussing with each other.
The two faces hidden in the hood of the robe are a gray-haired old man and a fair-skinned and beautiful girl.
They are of course Glenn and Aisha.
Glenn sent voice transmission to the girl next to him with a wry smile on his face: "My eldest lady, shouldn't you be on the universe spaceship heading to the fairyland star area right now? Why did you follow me to the Deathmatch Arena?" inside?"
Today's girl Aisha has changed her hair to black short ear-length hair, and her dress is also inclined to the style of a bad girl. She wears denim shorts and a crop top under a wide black robe, making herself look the same as other nearby audiences.
Aisha's black eyes stared at the little boy in the arena slyly, and asked: "So this little boy is the task assigned to you by the Master? What are we going to do to save him from the arena of deathmatch? Is it? If we want to save people, we have to hurry up, let a little human boy wearing a restraint bracelet fight with a strong alien from the Yin Yuanjing, thanks to the organizers of the arena who figured it out."
Glenn sighed, and said slowly: "Miss Aisha, there must be a limit to the nonsense. Today's mission is very dangerous. Our enemy has an extremely large force in the southern star field. We will find an opportunity to rescue him later. Human, but you have to follow me obediently, don't ask about this boy, understand?"
Aisha obviously didn't listen to Butler Glenn's words. She pointed to the figures in the arena and said worriedly: "Look, look, they're fighting, why don't we save them?"
Glenn looked in the direction of Aisha's finger, and said calmly: "No hurry, he won't die so easily."
On the arena, the crocodile man who claimed to be the desert butcher opposite Qin Feng approached him with heavy steps.
When the desert butcher saw that his opponent today turned out to be a little human boy, a smile appeared on his face.
Especially when he saw the restraining bracelet on Qin Feng's left wrist, he couldn't help laughing out loud, saying: "Hahaha, if I kill you today, daddy will be free! Little baby you Don't run around, come to your grandpa obediently."
Qin Feng's face was calm. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about how he could defeat the desert butcher under the condition that the mythical substance was restricted.
He was able to chase a group of ferocious beasts in the Scarlet Forbidden Land just after he was born.
Now the body has been tempered by the power of thunder calamity, and the physical body has also broken through to the Third Stage of the Immortal Ancestor God Body.
Even if he doesn't use mythical substances and a few primordial secret treasures, beating a little crocodile in the early stage of the Yinyuanjing is still a joke.
What Qin Feng is thinking now is how much strength he should show.
Just when Qin Feng was thinking, the desert butcher with four Qin Feng's tall body had already rushed up with heavy steps.
Every step he takes seems to be able to crush mountains and rivers, and the two big axes are full of entangled resentment after killing countless creatures.
Boom boom boom!
Every step of the Desert Butcher felt extremely oppressive. He kept approaching Qin Feng, like a savage monster devouring the last hope of its prey for the camp every step of the way.
At this moment, the mountains in the mimic environment are collapsing, the vegetation is shaking, and the rivers and lakes are swaying turbulent ripples in the shaking of the earth. There is a thick force in the earth that is slowly gathering towards the two big axes of the desert butcher.
At this moment, the Desert Butcher finally raised his two battle axes, like a God of War from the starry sky, he raised his battle axes high and slashed at Qin Feng's head.
In Qin Feng's small body, red blood energy overflowed from 68,000 pores. His golden eyes are cold, like a proud king.
In Qin Feng's body, the Shinto True Spirit quickly calculated the desert butcher's attack trajectory.
Accompanied by a violent bang, a huge deep pit appeared at Qin Feng's position just now.
Qin Feng's body moved half a meter sideways as if teleporting, followed by three roars and successive sonic booms.
A small figure stepped on the ground one after another three smaller deep pits, and moved behind the desert butcher in an instant.
Rumble!
Jumping up, Qin Feng, who came to the position behind the Desert Butcher, slapped out a terrifying wave of air.
He put his slender fingers together, and patted the desert butcher's back with his small white palm.
The desert butcher, who was still maintaining his downward chopping movement, was sent flying by Qin Feng's palm like a rubber ball.
He rolled on the ground like a ball for a long distance, and the green plants along the way were broken by his body. Finally, his body hit hard on the hill simulated by the arena, and the hill was completely destroyed. It collapsed.
The gravel as large as a millstone rolled down and hit the desert butcher's body, billowing smoke and dust filled the arena, and the figures inside could no longer be seen clearly.
At this time, Qin Feng who had slapped his palm lightly landed on the lake not far away under the reverse thrust of his slapped palm.
As if he was just on the water, with the help of the calculations of the gods and spirits, he performed a few relays on the water surface with superb skills, and then returned to the solid ground.
This scene left the entire audience stunned.
"What did I see? The Desert Butcher was instantly killed by this child?" Some viewers who had just bet on the Desert Butcher's victory refused to believe this cruel reality.
"Fuck! The organizers are sure that he used physical power just now? His movement just now is the same as teleportation. I think, if it is me, even if I burn the mythical substance dry, I will not move as fast as him." A similar He is a strong man in the Yuanyuan Realm, and he said sourly.
"Will the desert butcher be slapped to death? After all, he is a master who has ignited the divine fire. Isn't he too underestimating the enemy? What about his signature killing move? What about the power of law? Shouldn't even these It's useless, so I'm going to lose. If the Desert Butcher can't stand up, I'll report the organizer for a fake match!"
Many people present bet on the Desert Butcher to win.
With Qin Feng's shot, he directly photographed the desert butcher into the ground, which was unacceptable to the audience who had bet heavily.