Chapter 1227 Who Has the Biggest Trump Card?

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"Give it to me?" Wang Yan pretended to be stunned and shocked. At the same time, he sneered in his heart. Lord Chihuo's deception skills are really bad. Earthlings have not used similar tricks for many years. It seems that the evolution of the Purgatory Demons is all about combat effectiveness.

If nothing unexpected happens, with its endurance and level, the next sentence should be a turning point, right?

Lord Chihuo looked at Wang Yan's shocked and greedy face, and sneered secretly. The stupid human was easily hooked. It coughed pretentiously and turned to say: "But, brother, I just have a little request. You know, our Purgatory Demons are a warlike race, and they like to spar the most. As long as you can spar with me, this human secret book will be given to you."

Sure enough, this guy showed his true colors in a minute.

With Wang Yan's level, he guessed this guy's intention almost in a minute. It was nothing more than that there were two legendary-level warriors on his side, and he was not very sure to keep me when he was fighting one against two. Now, he was just pretending to fight, to take me down first, and then to arrange troops to subdue Mei'er.

I have to admit that if its personal combat power was strong enough, this strategy would be simple but not bad. Unfortunately, the premise is based on sufficient personal combat power.

Coincidentally, Wang Yan is more confident in his personal combat power.

With Wang Yan's current strength and trump card, even if there is a demigod-level strongman in front of Wang Yan, he has the courage to compete with the other party.

Lord Chihuo and Wang Yan, each of them has their own ulterior motives and are full of confidence.

What they can fight next is their true strength and trump cards.

As Wang Yan agreed to fight, Lord Chihuo's eyes lit up with excitement, and he quickly arranged a fight between the two.

The competition arena is in the huge arena in the Chihuo Castle.

The Purgatory Demon Clan believes that the strong are respected and is not sensitive to the pursuit of art. The entire martial arts field is made of huge and rough red rocks. These red stones are stones that have been washed by volcanic magma for many years and gradually solidified. They contain a lot of metal and are extremely strong.

Even if a legendary strongman hits with all his strength, it is difficult to cause great damage to this kind of rock. It is many times stronger than the rocks and concrete on the earth. Therefore, in the hell world, there are many castle buildings built with this pure natural material. They are very strong and can withstand the impact of the army.

An army of 100 people composed of powerful barbarians surrounded the entire martial arts field. They are heroic and vigorous. The weakest soldiers have reached the B level, and the captain and deputy captain have reached the A level. One of the captains has a strong half-step S level and a very fierce aura.

This team of 100 people was not afraid even if they faced a legendary strongman. If the opponent broke through a little later, they might even be killed.

Lord Chihuo sent out all his elite troops, ostensibly to maintain order and prevent a large number of onlookers from approaching. But in fact, Lord Chihuo had secretly planned that if he "accidentally" killed the human strongman during the competition, he would immediately send out the barbarian army to capture the legendary succubus.

Wang Yan stepped on the red rock, feeling the roughness and burning sensation under his feet. Facing the powerful purgatory demon, his expression showed a playful smile. Chihuo, this guy, is really a thief. Isn't he afraid that he will escape now?

"Human brother, come on, let me see the power of human strongmen." Lord Chihuo still kept calling brothers, but the fierceness and greed in his eyes were no longer concealed.

Its eyes were full of ferocity, and the look it gave Wang Yan was like a fierce beast looking at its prey. There was even some teasing on the corner of his mouth. Stupid human, dare to fight with me Chihuo, it is simply seeking death.

"Since Lord Chihuo is so polite, then I will not be polite." Wang Yan said lightly after Mei'er's translation, and then took a step forward inadvertently.

In an instant, his whole momentum changed, and he exuded a suffocating breath. Without waiting for Lord Chihuo to react, he suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight. The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Lord Chihuo and punched it casually.

Space law!

In repeated training and fighting, Wang Yan's understanding and comprehension of the space law became deeper and deeper, and became more and more perfect, without the smell of fireworks. Short-distance space folding is as simple as eating and drinking water for him, like instinct.

"What!? The Law of Space!"

The Red Lord's eyes almost popped out in shock. It's not like he had never seen someone use the Law of Space before, but he never expected that this human's mastery of the Law of Space was so profound. Even the Abyss Demon Lord who was proficient in the Law of Space was no more than this.

Caught off guard, the Red Lord could only barely parry, and was punched by Wang Yan at the intersection of his arms.

"Boom!"

Wang Yan's seemingly careless punch suddenly burst out with a terrible force that the Red Lord could not have expected. The scorching air formed a shock wave, sweeping violently around. The powerful body of the Red Lord flew back dozens of meters like a piece of rag.

Clang!

Under the gaze of at least hundreds of onlookers, Lord Chihuo fell to the ring in a miserable state, with a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his ferocious mouth. It can be seen how powerful Wang Yan's punch, which seemed to be done with all his heart, was.

Silence!

There was silence around the ring.

Whether it was the barbarian army or the onlookers, they all deeply understood the power and terror of Lord Chihuo. But now, before they had time to cheer for the Lord, they saw that the Lord had been knocked to the ground.

This, this, this, is this a joke?

Various races groaned in their mother tongues in their hearts, unbelievable, no one could believe the scene in front of them.

"Hehe~"

Mei'er pursed her lips and chuckled. Maybe Lord Chihuo's strength was not bad, but compared with her master, it was more than a little bit worse. So far, even two demigod-level strongmen have died in the hands of the master.

Mei'er's chuckle seemed to hurt Lord Chihu's self-esteem. He shook his head and stood up suddenly, breathing heavily and almost spitting fire. Despicable human, dared to attack!

Seeing this, Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders easily, stretched out his finger and hooked it at Lord Chihu, with an arrogant and contemptuous attitude.

"Ah!"

Lord Chihu was completely enraged, roaring like a beast, his huge claws stretched forward, and a giant battle axe with blazing flames appeared in his hand, slashing towards Wang Yan like splitting Mount Hua.

Seeing such a tyrannical and domineering momentum, Wang Yan nodded slightly, this kind of momentum seemed to be worth watching.

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(It's been too long, I'm not used to writing for a while, I'll try to reply, please forgive me)