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Chapter 137 Grandpa I Came Out Alive

"Evil Chen, today you don't want to leave here alive, you will die here."

The enemy pointed at Yizhihua's team with a knife, and as the countdown ended, they moved.

The two camps, a total of seven people, all rushed towards the Yizhihua team, their faces were full of vicious expressions.

The battle started, and the audience raised their arms and shouted, all looking forward to the outcome of this match, and whether Chen Xichuan could escape this disaster.

Luo Xingchen took a step forward, blocked in front of Chen Xichuan, and said with a sullen face: "If you want to touch my brother, pass me first."

He summoned the demon stick, and his murderous aura leaked out, colliding with the enemy.

"With me here, you don't want to hurt my brother, unless you step on my body."

Ye Chen made a quick move and stopped the people who surrounded him from the flanks. The Myriad Soul Scythe grew bigger rapidly, and swept across the void like a death scythe, repelling the people who made the shots, and protecting Chen Xichuan.

The better they protect, the more excited the enemy on the opposite side is, because this shows from the side that Chen Xichuan is not suitable to make a move, and if he does, it may involve injuries, and then he will not be far from death.

But this is just their personal guesswork, which has nothing to do with the real situation.

In their eyes, Chen Xichuan was a critically injured patient, but in fact Chen Xichuan was recovering, alive and well, and the sickness he showed was all fake, just to confuse the public.

"Thugs, I've got you."

Finally, someone broke through the defense line set up by Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen, and rushed to Chen Xichuan.

The cold knife light split the air, Chen Xichuan avoided it dangerously, a few strands of hair fell down, he staggered back, and almost fell to the ground without standing still.

Seeing this, the person who made the shot immediately lifted his spirits, so weak?
His confidence increased greatly, his eyes were filled with madness, he kept slashing at Chen Xichuan when he talked about the big knife, and muttered: "Go to die, die to die."

Chen Xichuan swayed his body to dodge, grasped the fairy sword in a panic, and with a single strike, he repelled his opponent, but he also took two steps back.

"The rumors are true. You are really injured. You are much weaker than before. It takes so much effort to deal with a small guy like me."

The strong man with the big knife in his hand spoke, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, shook his shoulders, and said indifferently: "Stop making unnecessary struggles, and accept your fate honestly, I will try my best to make your death as dignified as possible."

Chen Xichuan panted heavily, with stubbornness on his resolute face, and said word by word: "Don't even think about it, even if I die in battle, I can't surrender, stop talking nonsense and continue, although I am no longer at the peak, there is no problem in killing you .”

Hearing this, the strong man snorted coldly, he is not afraid of flashing his tongue when he speaks big words, killing me with your crippled body?
Without any explanation, he picked up his sword and charged forward, fighting Chen Xichuan again.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the battle entered a fierce stage.

Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen killed two enemies respectively. They were so tired that they were sweating profusely and were about to collapse.

There is no way, they need to act and fight at the same time.

A scream suddenly sounded, and the big man with the knife fell to the ground, and was decapitated by Chen Xichuan.

Chen Xichuan clutched his heaving chest, his pale as paper face was covered with beads of sweat, his breath was erratic, and his footsteps were flimsy. In the eyes of others, he looked like he was about to fall down at any time, and his life was not long.

There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium, some sighed, some ridiculed, and some sighed.

"Is it a flash in the pan? The person who created forty consecutive victories in the shortest period of time will die in the Hell Arena today? Fate is really tricky. Yesterday, Evil Chen was fine, but now he is in such a state of desperation. It's too dramatic. "

"The wicked will be tortured by the wicked. No matter how powerful he is, there is no hope of leaving the arena alive today. There are so many people waiting in line to challenge him! But I have to say that he is somewhat bloody and did not refuse to fight. .”

"Evil Chen will not lose. He is my idol. He is very powerful. Even if he drags his body into battle, he can still wipe out all the enemies. It is not certain who will win. We just wait for the dust to settle."

"To be honest, I really don't want to see Evil Chen lose. I've watched every match he's played in Slaughter City these days.

There were six remaining players in the field, and none of them were in very good condition. Fortunately, no one in Yizhihua's team was injured.

"Are you OK?"

Luo Xingchen looked at Chen Xichuan worriedly, anxious, and his acting skills improved a lot.

Chen Xichuan waved his hands, and said cooperatively: "It's okay, I won't die yet, I can still hold on against these shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

He stared straight at the three people on the opposite side, and said calmly: "Kill me, you are not qualified, I said, I will not die easily, even if I am seriously injured."

As soon as he finished speaking, he repeated his old trick, forcing himself to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly became weak.

The only three remaining enemies looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Do you still dare to speak harshly just like this?
"Let's go together, they are about to be overwhelmed. Remember, focus on taking care of Mr. Chen, he seems to be dying."

The three of them discussed a plan, took a deep breath, slammed, raised their weapons and rushed out at the same time, intending to take the head of the Yizhihua team.

As the war resumes, the hearts of the audience will tighten accordingly. If nothing else, this will be a decisive battle.

Can Evil Chen survive?
The martial spirits collided with each other, flames splashed everywhere, and the sonorous and powerful sounds resounded like music, both sides shot without leaving room, and their moves were fatal.

"court death!"

Ye Chen looked like a madman, he slashed wildly with the Thousand Soul Scythe, and the violent attack directly beheaded the opponent forcefully, blood spilled all over the ground, and the body fell powerlessly.

As the second in command of the team, Luo Xingchen was not to be outdone, and after a fight with the enemy, he seized the opportunity to blow the enemy's head off with a stick, and his murderous aura soared into the sky.

As for the other side, Chen Xichuan roared up to the sky, and divine light shot out from his bloodshot pupils, and the fairy sword slipped down, cutting off one of the opponent's arms, and then he did not stop doing anything, and chopped the person under the sword.

There was no applause from the audience, but silence. The audience had mixed expressions. Although the Yizhihua team won this battle, it was extremely difficult.

In particular, Chen Xichuan's strength has declined significantly, and he no longer has the dominance he had at the beginning.

After all, in the previous game, he could instantly kill the enemy with one shot...

"It doesn't matter if you lose the first battle. It proves one thing. It's true that Evil Chen was injured. We still have so many people left. If the battle continues, he will die sooner or later."

The people guarding outside the arena were calm and calm. When they saw the Yizhihua team coming out, their faces were cold, and their pupils were filled with a fierce light, as if they were watching their prey.

Chen Xichuan coughed up blood, forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, grandpa, I didn't die, I came out alive."

(End of this chapter)