Chapter: 7871

But at this moment.

A black shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

The sharp touch spread from the chest to the back, accompanied by a cold voice:

"Just a piece of trash like you, how dare you call yourself invincible?"

"you you!"

The old man's eyes widened, questioning the reality, then frightened and angry, and finally lost consciousness.

"The Black Ring Clan." Yue Wuwei shook his head: "The Black Ring Clan is proficient in illusion and powerful. They belong to the upper class in the same class and have few opponents."

"It can be regarded as a race with a relatively small number of people." Zhang Han also said something.

under many eyes.

Mo Qinghan chose Qianhemen.

The three forces all won a match, and the black-eyed man won easily and was in good condition. This will represent a new round of battle, and everyone is on the same starting line.

"Mo Qinghan, I didn't expect you to be a little bit prepared." Cheng Kong glanced at him.

"It's possible but not necessary. How could you and I personally arrange these inferior servants?" Mo Qinghan said.

"Well, go ahead."

Cheng Kong said: "It seems that Mo Qinghan is going to win a few games in this God Transformation Realm duel."

While speaking, two new opponents came to the stage.

They looked at the black-eyed man with incomparably serious eyes, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Similarly, people in the ancient martial arts world are a little numb at this time.

The servants of the three major forces are all so powerful.

"We are not even qualified to be servants."

"It's definitely not a good thing for them to ask us to do something. They are indifferent and don't care about the life and death of their servants, let alone us?" There were many wry smiles in the crowd.

Many people feel sad:

"Joining them is just wishful thinking. Maybe we perform well enough to have a chance to survive."

"How can people not bow their heads under the eaves, life and death are fate, our life is only in their thoughts, it is sad and lamentable."

Amidst some low-pitched discussions, fighting broke out on the side of the stone platform again.

Hush!

All kinds of dazzling moves were played frequently.

The black-eyed man was also under pressure, because the two opponents joined forces, but their overall strength was still a bit weaker. In the end, the black-eyed man won without injury, but it took a lot of physical energy.

"A group of trash, also want to win me? One of you counts as one, you can join forces to deal with me."

The cold tone of the black-eyed man was full of arrogance.