Chapter 1207 Not only Decides the Outcome, but Also Divides Life and Death

The referee in black took a deep breath, and disappeared in front of Jiang Chen in a flash.

With the referee in black leaving.

this moment.

The atmosphere in the entire fighting arena is strange.

On the fighting platform, Jiang Chen stood with his chest folded.

Down below, everyone was silently looking at Jiang Chen on the stage, the surroundings were completely silent, almost a needle could be heard.

It was as if the entire fighting arena had been frozen at this moment.

I don't know how long it has been.

The gate of the arena was pushed open with a creak.

Immediately...

I saw a cold-faced young man in black slowly walking into the fighting arena.

The young man in black is none other than the seventh-tier battle king, Zhuang Lige, the god of death with a cold face.

In this way, he walked step by step towards the fighting arena in the center, and a murderous aura slowly swept across the entire fighting arena.

"Jiang Chen!"

Zhuang Lige climbed onto the martial stage, blood glistened in his cold eyes, and a soulful will that contained endless murderous aura swept across the world.

This scene immediately made everyone present hold their breath.

Jiang Chen, the evildoer who broke into the tower with the fastest speed since the eternity of the Dragon Tower, is known as the existence of the invincible god of war!

Zhuang Lige, the battle king of the seventh floor of the Rising Dragon Pagoda, the cold-faced killing god of the Megatron Rising Dragon Pagoda!

The battle between these two people will undoubtedly be a top-level duel that is rarely seen in Shenglong Pagoda.

"Zhuang Lige, you are finally here!"

Jiang Chen's eyes were fixed, and his spirit and will also roared out.

And the two tyrannical wills of the soul collided and collided in mid-air in an instant.

boom!

There seemed to be an invisible impact sound in the void, and the invisible energy fluctuations spread out from the fighting platform as the center.

In an instant...

The figures of Jiang Chen and the two of them on the fighting platform all stepped back seven or eight steps.

"Jiang Chen, you really have some skills, no wonder you can come to the seventh floor so quickly."

Zhuang Lige stared at Jiang Chen closely, and a gloomy ruthlessness flashed in his cold eyes.

a month ago.

Jiang Chen is only at the fourth level of the soul, and has just rushed up to the fifth floor of the Dragon Pagoda.

Although Jiang Chen at that time had already shown an incomparably powerful talent, Zhuang Lige didn't take it too seriously.

He thought so.

I offered Jiang Chen's head with three thousand divine crystals, which was enough to make Jiang Chen smash his halberd on the fifth and sixth floors.

But reality gave him a slap in the face.

Not only was Jiang Chen not blocked by his bounty, but he completed the kills on the fifth and sixth floors one after another, rushing to the seventh floor in one breath!

Although this guy's cultivation base is only at the seventh level of the soul.

But in the confrontation of spirit and will just now, his spirit and will of the ninth level of spirit and soul did not take advantage of the slightest!

this moment.

Zhuang Lige didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Chen.

This kid in front of him is definitely the most powerful opponent he has encountered since he entered the Dragon Tower!

"Zhuang Lige, at the auction that day, I just snapped up a dragon blood demon fruit, and you offered a reward for my head with three thousand divine crystals."

"It's time to settle this grievance."

"Come on, let's fight, you and I will fight today, we will decide the outcome, but also life and death!"

Jiang Chen's cold voice fell, and the Blood Dragon Sword flashed out of thin air, and his whole body was like a peerless divine sword unsheathed, exuding an extremely fierce aura!

Zhuang Lige's expression was indifferent, and the aura of murderous intent soared into the sky.

"My Zhuang Lige has never been defeated in a hundred battles since entering the Dragon Tower!"

"At first, I thought that my opponent in the last battle in the Dragon Tower would be one of the ten people on the eighth floor, but I didn't expect you to come to my door."

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will kill you first, and then go to the eighth floor!"

Zhuang Lige's eloquent voice fell, and the vitality of the entire fighting arena surged crazily, gathering towards Zhuang Lige.

Singer Zhuang Li touched it with his palm, and a huge tornado with a diameter of more than ten feet condensed instantly.

He held the tornado with one hand, and the terrifying wind blades tore through the space around him, looking like a god who controls the storm!

"die!"

Zhuang Lige slapped it with his palm, and the huge tornado rushed towards Jiang Chen like the doomsday.

boom!

The tornado whizzed out, leaving a dark crack visible to the naked eye in midair, which appeared above Jiang Chen's head in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying hurricane seemed to swallow Jiang Chen whole.

"As expected of the seventh-floor battle king Zhuang Lige, what a terrifying strength!"

Seeing this scene, many trainees watching the battle in the arena couldn't help but tremble.

Since Zhuang Lige won the title of the seventh-tier battle king a year ago, he has never made a move.

After a year.

Now that Zhuang Lige once again boarded the fighting platform, his first move was earth-shattering.

Even an ordinary warrior at the ninth level of spirit and soul would be easily killed by Zhuang Lige with one blow!

"Tsk tsk..."

"This Zhuang Lige is indeed extraordinary. I'm afraid he already has the strength to challenge those on the eighth floor."

"Old man Pang, I'm afraid the little guy you fancy will be in trouble."

At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner of the arena, an old man in gray looked at the old man in red beside him, and said gloatingly.

If Jiang Chen noticed this at this moment, he would definitely recognize at a glance that the old man in red was exactly the Pang Qingyuan he met on the fifth floor.

"Old Meng, don't gloat here."

Pang Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "It seems that you also think that kid Jiang Chen has no chance of winning?"

"One word, difficult!"

"Zhuang Lige's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the soul, while Jiang Chen's cultivation has just reached the seventh level of the soul!"

"Those who can enter the seventh level of the Dragon Tower are rare geniuses in the lower plane. Among geniuses of the same level, it is almost impossible to defeat the enemy across two small realms."

The old man in gray shook his head and said.

"Perhaps a miracle will happen."

Pang Qingyuan couldn't help but think of Jiang Chen's achievements in the Dragon Tower.

"If he can really achieve this step, even in the ancient dragon clan, he is probably one of the few geniuses, then you will really make a lot of money."

The old man in gray smiled.

but……

Even though the old man in gray said that, he had already decided in his heart that this was almost impossible.

"hehe……"

"Zhuang Lige, with this kind of means alone, I can't do anything to me, let's show some real skills."

When Pang Qingyuan and Pang Qingyuan were talking, Jiang Chen smiled faintly, and the immortal golden body condensed again.

He looked up at the engulfing hurricane, his golden fist brought up a fist that spanned a hundred meters, and bumped into the dangerous tornado hurricane.

boom!

Two huge forces collided in mid-air, bursting out with a thunderous explosion.

I saw that Zhuang Lige's monstrous hurricane exploded inch by inch under Jiang Chen's fist.

Just the blink of an eye.

The ten-foot tornado hurricane was completely destroyed by Jiang Chen's fists!

The power of one punch is as great as it is!