Chapter 197 Alang

Silence is like annihilation.

This is the most true portrayal of the scene at this time.

Even a warrior is a person with seven emotions and six desires. He knows what "fear" means. He is not afraid of death. What he fears is that he knows that he has a way to live, but he still has to move towards death.

Li Huo's death was like a ball of dazzling fireworks exploded, like a thunderclap on the ground, deeply awakening the fear hidden in everyone's hearts. The fear that was forced to retreat to was forced to fall into the hearts instantly spreading in everyone's hearts, and the pressure became heavier and heavier, even...

Suffocating.

The breath was extremely heavy, pressing the heart vein like a thousand pounds of weights. The warriors of various sects all looked pale and had a strong trembling expression in their eyes. Although they were still surrounding Qitian, they seemed to form a vacuum circle and dare not get close to them.

The atmosphere in the venue became extremely strange. No one dared to take action anymore. Everyone understood that if they took action, there was only one result waiting for them.

die.

The young man who is not astonishingly looks is too strong and too strong. It is so strong that it is terrifying and chilling. He is like a peerless demon returning from hell, a terrible ghost resurrected from the fire. His strength makes people retreat from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Tian stood up naturally, his eyes were filled with plainness and freedom, and his face was calm and composed.

Killing is as simple as eating for him, and it is like an instinct hidden deep in his memory. He was born in the evil sect and was instilled with a belief since he was sensible. Even if he was resurrected once, this belief is still firmly imprinted in the depths of his mind and has never changed.

Looking around, the cold eyes made the warriors tremble involuntarily with their calves trembling with their calves, and their expressions were inexplicably frightened. Qi Tian's mouth drew a clear arc, and he looked down at these humble ants like an emperor, calm and composed.

No matter how many ants there are, how can we move the image?

Others may be afraid of group battles, but they are just taking it easy!

"oh?"

A sudden glimmer of eyes flashed, and his eyes slowly glanced into the distance. Qi Tian's calm expression became a little solemn, but he still stood there without any movement.

"Swoosh!"

The strong wind was fierce, with a stern confidence. The light and shadow in the distance penetrated like a sharp arrow, flying like a vulture, and the warriors suddenly heard a roar, and their expressions changed. A man in green stood proudly in front of him, with a thin and upright figure, with a high aura, like a proud lion.

The third leader of the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group - Alang!

He is young and promising, and is also the successor cultivated by the leader of the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group, who is not in sight of his head. Alang is very famous in the Greedy Wolf City, and his reputation among the rising stars in the mercenary world is even more famous. Because of his existence, the Hungry Wolf Mercenary Group has attracted many young warriors to join. In this Liutu County Elite Competition, Alang is one of the favorites of Greedy Wolf City.

"You're Qi Tian?"

The corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of contempt and disdain in his voice, Alang's eyes were cold and arrogant and calm.

Standing calmly, Qi Tian didn't speak. Obviously, what Alang said was nothing but nonsense, and he didn't even look at him. He just raised his right hand and instantly, the light and shadow flashed, and the air flow surged. The two-tailed thorn cat drew a light arc and landed on his right elbow.

Looking at this "fighting partner", Qi Tian had a faint smile on his face, obviously quite satisfied with its performance.

"you!!!"

Alang gritted his teeth and shouted, looking at Qi Tian's indifferent disdainful expression, as if a raging flame was about to spurt out in his eyes, and he was so angry that he had never been ignored by others in his status. Even in the Greedy Wolf City, it was enough to walk sideways, and in this mere Yunhao Mountain Range...

Who can tolerate it, who can’t stand it!

After breathing a deep breath, a touch of viciousness and stinging flashed in Alang's eyes. An angry expression slowly pressed down on his face. A gentle grinding sound sounded. The barking sound made people feel shiver. His lips were closed and he smiled grimly, like a hideous demon.

"Si!"

In an instant, the hair of the two-tailed thorn cat stood up sharply, feeling a strong threat. The two tails stood up high, as if a general had challenged the other party. A sharp cold light burst out from his small eyes, his feet slowly pinched, and a shrill cry was made.

Feeling the power on his right arm, Qi Tian let out a light cry, but his hand trembled slightly and then dropped the two-tailed thorn cat back. His clear eyes looked at Alang without any hesitation. His hands were stretched out in an uproar, and he slowly squeezed them tightly, and a sharp fighting spirit slowly emanated.

The light and shadow flickered, and the two-tailed thorn cat fell behind. The hair on its body had returned to normal at this time. The small eyes blinked, but no longer showed a shrill look, but looked around, as if warning the surrounding group of warriors who were about to move.

"very good."

With a deep whisper, the grin on the corner of Alang's mouth suddenly turned into a bubble. Before he could finish his words, a huge loud noise suddenly burst out, shaking his eardrums like a bombing sound. I saw rocks flying across the sky, and the blue figure in the dust roaring like a whirlwind, rushing straight towards me.

Full of explosive power!

This posture alone is much better than Li Huo, which shows that although Alang is arrogant, he really has three points of ability.

A sharp light flashed across his eyes, and Qi Tian's expression still did not change. He took a step back slightly with his right foot. In an instant, a powerful flame suddenly rushed to his right hand and expanded, instantly wrapping around his entire palm, as if it was on fire, extremely dazzling.

The huge energy of the Qi Qi was radiating, mixed with a trace of purple natal fire, and Qi Tian’s intention was very obvious.

Head-on collision!

He is really skilled and brave.

Regarding the level of warriors, Qi Tian is not as good as Alang, and the advantage of the attacker's powerful inertia is that this move is undoubtedly a provocation in Alang's eyes. The blood red in his eyes instantly becomes even more ferocious, and his gritted teeth seem to be about to bite and bleeding. The energy in his body explodes again, and his speed increases sharply.

The cold light in the right hand flashed, and it seemed like a top-notch weapon. The qi in Alang's right fist flashed, wrapped in powerful fist force, and sprinkled a powerful stream of energy. The violent force made the surroundings make a "buzzing" sound, extremely harsh.

He accepts the challenge!

"This kid, alas!"

In the distance, Fu Ming sighed in a deep voice, a trace of worry flashed across his face, and his frown brows clearly showed the worries in his heart. He knew Alang very well, stubborn, arrogant, and too high accusation. Now he was indeed a provocative plan from the enemy, and he actually used his own weakness to attack the enemy's strengths!

There were a hint of sighs floating in the air, lonely and vicissitudes of life. Behind Fu Ming, a black shadow appeared and disappeared in an instant.

"Shocking Palm!"

"Fire Explosion."

The two deep sounds of shouting, accompanied by two different qi, colliding like meteors, sparks splashing everywhere, bursting out with extremely dazzling and burning light. The powerful roar shocked people's eardrums and felt pain. Even some wild airflows had to do their best to resist.

In the air, a hot breath spread everywhere, and everyone's eyes gathered. As the smoke suddenly dissipated, the scene in the field gradually became clear. Qi Tian still stood up high, with a mess around, and the traces of the battle were clearly visible. The earth and rocks were broken, which looked quite messy, but Qi Tian was really safe and sound.

Not far away, Alang's face turned pale and there was a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth. He covered his chest with his left hand, as if he was a little painful, and his right hand was pulled and drooping, as if he was not unusual, but if he looked carefully, he would find that he was trembling slightly!

Alang, who had the advantage, was defeated in a head-on battle!

"Sure enough, there are two brushes."

Fu Ming's eyes emitted a sharp cold light, and he said quietly. He knew Alang's strength very well. Although his strength and explosive power were not his strength, he was not weak. Moreover, the strength of the Eight-Star Wushu Sect was there, but he could not take any advantage at the moment, and there was only one answer.

Qi Tian’s strength is even stronger!

"It seems that we have to take action..."

Fu Ming nodded slowly, and a faint flow of energy emerged outside his body. The fighting spirit slowly gathered. At this moment, the situation suddenly changed. Alang's whole body trembled violently, and an extremely jealous look flashed in his eyes. He roared, venting his emotions like a vicious beast.

Being repelled in front of so many people is so beautiful!

The reason was completely dominated by hatred. Alang rushed forward with his right foot, and suddenly his face changed drastically, as if he was struck by lightning. The energy that had just condensed dispersed, and his whole body shriveled like a ball of breathing, and his face turned pale and ugly.

"Um?"

Seeing this strange situation, even Fu Ming couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing what had happened.

It was just as he was puzzled that Alang's pale and shocked face returned to normal in an instant, and his blood-red eyes gradually became clear. Although his eyes were still full of anger, he really calmed down. The extremely angry expression had disappeared from his face, replaced by a sinister and grim smile.

"Swish!"

A cold light flashed, and a silver-white dagger suddenly appeared. Alang's eyes looked like a hungry wild wolf. He picked up the dagger and stretched out his tongue and licked it. His bloodthirsty eyes gathered where Qi Tian was, and his expression was full of provocation and arrogance.

"Swish!Swish!"

He easily played with the dagger in his hand, like a light toy. Just looking at Alang's calm and composed appearance, he knew that his attainment in this dagger was definitely not shallow.

In fact, the dagger he is best at and most proud of!

If he hadn't been furious by Qi Tian's excitement just now, he would not have given up his strengths and used tricks that he was not proud of. At present, he calmed down and no longer underestimated the enemy, and chose the tricks that were the most powerful and good at for himself.

"very good!"

Fu Ming nodded with deep relief. The energy that had just gathered disappeared. He knew Alang's strength, but as long as he could remain calm, in terms of fighting alone, he would definitely have the true strength of the Eight-Star Wushu Sect, who was a master of the master!

He is a veritable third leader.

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Chapter completed!