Chapter 82 Pang Hong

In the blink of an eye, it was the turn of the Ninth Clan and the War Dragon Clan to fight.

There have been several battles before. Basically, the team in front plays against the team behind. The visibility of this is not particularly high, because it is difficult for teams at the bottom to be qualified to play against the teams in front.

Judging from the previous battles, it was basically one-sided. There have even been cases where one side completely defeated its opponent with less than 200 players. There have also been cases where one person directly defeated dozens of people.

The elders are very relaxed.

Nowadays, the ninth clan and the eighty-third clan are gradually entering the scene.

In front of you is a huge battle arena, in which thousands of battles are carried out every day. Especially when the potential martial arts is activated, the combat effectiveness is even more amazing.

Therefore, this arena is called: Raging Dragon Battlefield.

At this moment, a thousand people from the Ninth Clan and a thousand people from the War Dragon Clan were located on both sides of the Raging Dragon battlefield.

On the left and right, high in the sky, and on the high tower in the center, there were many elders from Dragon Slaughter City. There were also onlookers from other races.

There were many onlookers, it could be described as a sea of ​​people.

Of course, the real fierce battle hasn't really started yet, so they don't really care about it now, and they spend more time chatting.

"That one over there, is it the Eighty-three Clan? I heard that there are indeed some good seedlings in it."

"There are seedlings, but the performance in every martial arts battle with potential is too poor. It can only be said that the fighting talent is too low, and such good inherited essence and blood are wasted."

"I've heard that's the case too. These guys are really inferior. As a dragon warrior, the most important spirit is bravery, and the people here are basically timid and not worth cultivating."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Basically, the gap will be even bigger this time. The Ninth Clan has cultivated a lot of good seedlings over the years. It is said that this time they are going to hit the top seven. They are well prepared, so their combat power will be very strong. I'm afraid. The gap with the eighty-three tribes will be even greater. Mu Huan seemed to have told me before that they only need a hundred people."

"Oh. That really makes people wait and see. Haha. This guy Mu Huan has become even better because of the Ninth Clan. If any genius emerges in the future, he will be even more awesome."

"Okay, the battle is almost about to begin!"

On the Ninth Clan's side, under the leadership of Mu Huan, the disciples were chatting and laughing, without any sense of tension about the impending war.

Most of those who can join the Ninth Clan are the descendants of the powerful people in Dragon Slaughter City. They were raised by their parents and elders from an early age, so they are naturally superior to others.

"Have you seen those stupid donkeys from the 83 tribes opposite? They are all really stupid. They seem to hate us. Look at their eyes, haha..."

"Hey, there are a few good-looking ones. It's my turn later. I want to go up and get close to them."

"Haha, you are too bad. After all, this is a potential martial arts battle. You can't mess around in the Raging Dragon Battlefield."

"It doesn't matter. Anyone ranked in the eighties will basically die. We can hide it a little bit so that others won't find out."

They joked easily.

On the Zhanlong clan's side, Liang Teng, Pang Hong, Luo Yan, Fenghuo Lang, Li Shuangyu and others stood in front. At this moment, their hearts were burning, and no one could stop their determination. Mu Huan on the other side never imagined that they would be so bold.

"I would rather die than lose!"

They united together, thousands of people holding hands, like brothers and sisters. Their eyes are cold, and they face this unfair world together. Today they will send out their own roar to the direct world!

"The ninth clan, the eighty-third clan are ready! After ten breaths, the battle begins. Each team arranges its own order. After entering the field, report your name first. Please also remember the rules of the battle. If you cross the line, you will be eliminated. , or kill him on the spot!"

High in the sky, the elders announced.

Hearing this sound, everyone held their breath.

"Liang Teng, Luo Yan, let me start the first battle. Keep your morale up!"

Pang Hong said in a calm voice.

Basically, among the Zhanlong clan, he has the second most powerful fighting ability.

Liang Teng said: "I'll do it..."

"No, you end up dealing with their strong men. I'll sweep them away!" Pang Hong said with cold eyes.

Everyone around heard their conversation.

They bit their lips and held the palms of others' hands harder. The warmth of their partners made them even more enthusiastic today. They all inspired fighting spirit in each other's courage, and they did not take a step back today!

Good man, you should move forward bravely, rather than surrender!

"Brothers and sisters, watch me beat them to death!"

Pang Hong drank lightly.

He let go of the arm of the person next to him, and moved forward with his tall body, walking towards the angry dragon battlefield with heavy steps! His decisiveness and decisiveness made everyone's hearts hot. Everyone was silent, but they proved their support for Pang Hong with their eyes!

"The fighting dragon clan must win!"

They chanted silently, holding their partners' hands tighter.

"I am from the Eighty-Third Clan, Pang Hong!"

Pang Hong stood on the vast battlefield of angry dragons and said loudly. He was full of energy and his voice was thick. Originally, the ninth clan was still talking and laughing, but Pang Hong was restrained for a moment.

Then they burst into laughter.

"I'll go, isn't it the eighty-three tribes? It's really embarrassing to shout out so loudly."

"Whoever goes up and kicks this idiot down? It's really an eyesore. If you don't go up, I will!"

Just in the middle of speaking, someone from the Ninth Clan closest to the Raging Dragon battlefield has already appeared. He is a fat man with a height of three meters. He is covered in dark muscles and has thick hair. He is very rough.

He rushed to the Raging Dragon battlefield, and for a moment, the entire battlefield shook.

"It's Wang Zhong! Does he want to sweep the entire eighty-three clans for us when he goes up so quickly? Haha..."

On the Ninth Clan's side, everyone laughed with relief.

Wang Zhong is very famous among the Ninth Clan, and his strength is at the early stage of Liangyi Tribulation. Although it is not a strong one, it is still very annoying.

Lowering his head, Mu Huan said secretly: "This guy seems to be a super dragon in the late stage of Liangyi Tribulation. In terms of strength, Wang Zhong is definitely not his opponent, but he should be a sensible person."

At this time, Wang Zhong had already rushed to Pang Hong.

"I am the king of the ninth clan! The stupid donkey must die!"

Wang Zhong didn't take Pang Hong seriously at all. As soon as he made a move, he was struck by a mountain-shattering fist. His muscular arms were covered with dragon scales. They were extremely thick and full of wild power. Wherever they touched, the air exploded, and the entire fist seemed to be overwhelming. Pang Hong was completely suppressed!

A critical moment!

There are no words to describe the anger in Pang Hong's heart at this moment. All the depression in his heart was vented here. At this moment, he suddenly let out an angry roar. When the opponent punched him, his arm, which was less than one-third of the opponent's punch, unexpectedly He also raised it high, struck with a punch, and collided with the opponent's fist!

boom!

Although Pang Hong is very strong in pretending, he still produces a lot compared to Wang Zhong!

But at this moment, what everyone saw was that Wang Zhong's huge body flew backwards, his whole arm drooped with blood, and Pang Hong was almost crippled!

At that moment, the surroundings were silent.

"Pang Hong! Pang Hong!!"

The scene of victory made the War Dragon clan raise their hands together. The baptism of victory made them ecstatic. They wanted to vent and fight. At this moment, they and Pang Hong became one!

The expressions of the people of the Ninth Clan changed a bit.

Mu Huan even had an ominous premonition. Could it be that these idiots risk their lives?

He couldn't understand Pang Hong or the Zhanlong clan.

For Pang Hong at this moment, his dignity and glory were all in his fists. The impulse that drove him crazy filled his mind. He had imagined such a scene countless times, and now it finally appeared!

"I want victory!"

He roared and charged, launching a real attack. He was surrounded by purple energy and was full of power!

"Fucking bastard!"

Wang Zhong steadied his steps and saw that Pang Hong continued to attack. He was immediately furious, but the opponent's strength was indeed amazing. Thinking of this, he turned into an angry dragon, and a dark dragon as black as steel suddenly appeared!

The other party turned into a dragon, but Pang Hong was indifferent.

He reached out and grabbed it, and a purple halberd appeared in his hand, which was an ancient Taoist weapon.

At this moment, he held the halberd and rushed in front of the dark dragon. The halberd was at an extraordinary speed. The black dragon resisted, but failed to stop Pang Hong. When the halberd was drawn, the huge and dark body of the black dragon was directly knocked away by him!

A huge divine dragon, with blood flowing like crazy, rushed out of the Raging Dragon battlefield in an instant, fell at the feet of the ninth clan, dying, and turned into a human form...

One solution!

As the super divine dragon Zixiao Tianhonglong in the late stage of Liangyi Tribulation, against this unknown high-level divine dragon, he was only in the early stage of Liangyi Tribulation. It was very normal to kill him instantly with one move!

Boom!

The black dragon landed on the ground. Pang Hong held the halberd in his hand and slowly fell from the air to the battlefield of the angry dragon. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes as he looked at thousands of dragon warriors from the ninth clan!

First victory, so direct, so proud!

The eyes of the War Dragon Clan shed their eyes, how much they were looking forward to this moment! It’s finally time to kill everyone...

For a moment, they forgot everything, and there was only one person in their minds, and that was Pang Hong. They shouted this name crazily!

The 83rd clan suddenly became so powerful!

Everyone who was still having a pleasant conversation suddenly looked at the scene here and became a little dumbfounded.

"It seems that the fighting spirit of these eighty-three tribes is very strong."

"Yeah, it's just a victory. The late stage of Liangyi Tribulation defeated the early stage. There's nothing to cheer about. It seems that these children have some mental abnormalities."

"Fortunately, in this case, it will be worth seeing."

The one I can’t understand the most is Mu Huan.

He looked at the posture of the eighty-three tribes, and it seemed that they were dying.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly, and while he was thinking of countermeasures, another warrior from the ninth clan rushed forward. As soon as he reported his name, he started fighting to the death with Pang Hong.

"Kill him!"

On the Ninth Clan's side, everyone was already angry and cheered loudly.

The real battle to the death has just begun!