God-level Punishment System

"Roar"

In the air, the beast roars and trembles, and the sound spreads across the middle area.

Whether it is a trial person looking for an opportunity or a person resting, they have noticed the sound coming from the middle area near the center, and countless trials have cast their sights in that direction.

"This is...Bloodwing Tiger King?"

Across a distance of more than ten miles, some people heard the roar of the startling beast, distinguished slightly, and changed their colors.

A young boy with short hair stood in front of more than a dozen young people, listening to the roar of the beast. The more than ten young people behind him also listened with bated breath, without making any sound, which plunged the valley into a strange silence.

When those more than ten teenagers heard the slightly surprised voice of the short-haired teenager, their expressions were slightly condensed.

"Does Wang Shiyan dare to fight the Blood Wing Tiger King's idea?" the short-haired boy asked in surprise.

The testers were divided into several camps. The best area in the center was occupied by Wang Shiyan and the others. The first time they thought it was Wang Shiyan who had acted on the Blood Wing Tiger King.

"If it is really him, then he is looking for death!" The short-haired young man snorted coldly.

Earlier, Wang Shiyan snatched a treasure from them. Although the short-haired boy was slightly stronger than Wang Shiyan, he was not afraid of him, so naturally he didn't need to be polite.

"Go, let's go and see!" The short-haired boy kicked his feet slightly and flew away.

They knew Wang Shiyan's strength. Although they didn't believe that Wang Shiyan could kill the Bloodwing Tiger King, they were still a little worried. With the family’s layout rules in the dark world, such a powerful Blood Winged Tiger King must guard some incredible treasures. If Wang Shiyan really had a way to kill the Blood Winged Tiger King, they would not be able to watch the Blood Winged Tiger. The treasures guarded by the king fell into the hands of Wang Shiyan Zheng

If Wang Shiyan's strength were to increase again, they would really be unable to check and balance. With Wang Shiyan's character, they would run wild, and they would be completely defeated in this trial.

Almost as soon as the short-haired youth led people toward the center of the middle area, in other directions, among the mountains, there were constantly trialers walking out, gradually converging into several strands, and rushing toward the center at the same time.

In the sky above the central area, the Blood Wing Tiger King flapped his blood wings, rolling up gusts of wind, blowing the forest sea below.

Wang Haochen has a long sword in one hand and a short dagger in one hand. All the wounds on the side of the bloodwing tiger king's back are Zheng

"call"

Wang Haochen let out a long sigh and tried to stabilize his figure.

The whole body of the blood-winged tiger king is extremely tough, and ordinary weapons cannot penetrate, and he relies on a long sword to hang on the blood-winged tiger king. He dare not use any force, and it took a lot of effort to pierce the short dagger into the blood. Zheng of the wound that was gradually opened on the King Wing Tiger

The dagger is down, without a handle, firmly nailed to the blood wing tiger king. For a while, there is no need to worry about the dagger falling off, but the huge force of the blood wing tiger king tumbling and struggling is not something ordinary people can bear. , Wang Haochen's arms were almost unable to support.

"boom!"

The blood-winged tiger king roared in his mouth and suddenly dived down. Wang Haochen's complexion tightened again, the strong wind on his face and the whistling of the wind in his ears.

"Still wanting to be fierce?" There was a sharp sharp shot in his eyes, and the palm of his hand holding the long sword was directly released, his five fingers suddenly shook, and then a punch was blasted out.

The punch was light and fluttering, as if there was no power. The blood wing tiger king was covered with fur and swords, and his defense was extremely powerful. Such a punch seemed to be impossible to even tickle it.

But the facts are unexpected.

If the punch that didn't have any strength fell on the blood wing tiger king, his fist shook slightly, and there was a dull and violent sound in the blood wing tiger king, as if firecrackers exploded in the body.

"Roar!"

The blood-winged tiger king suddenly screamed upwards, deafening, but its broad blood wings suddenly softened, and its huge figure fell directly onto the ground.

Its four hooves volleyed in the air, its wings flapped weakly, and there was no way to stop its fall.

Wang Haochen held the dagger in one hand and the long blood-red hair on the blood-winged tiger king in the other. He stuck his figure firmly on the blood-winged tiger king, letting the blood-wing tiger king roll and fall, but he stuck to it. The **** wing tiger king was generally on his body, motionless.

He stared at the earth coming against his face, his mind collapsed, ready to respond.

But at this moment, on the top of the mountain below, a dozen people suddenly climbed up the mountain, gathered on the top of the mountain, and their eyes all fell on him.

Wang Haochen swept his eyes slightly, facing the headed person, his face suddenly changed.

"Wang Shiyan!" The cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It turned out to be you!" With Wang Shiyan's composure, Rao changed slightly when he saw Wang Haochen's face clearly.

"How could it be him?" Behind Wang Shiyan, the trialists exclaimed, all with an unbelievable expression.

"He didn't even die?" Some people's expressions changed.

"Isn't he damaged his meridians and can't practice? How come he has such a strong strength suddenly?" Many doubts came out of their hearts in disorder.

The other mountains, at some point, gathered a lot of trials, and their eyes fell on Wang Haochen.

"This guy is really fate, he didn't die like that, and he should have got a very precious treasure." The short-haired boy looked at Wang Haochen's figure attached to the Blood Wing Tiger King, whispering in his heart.

And the faces of the testers behind him were also filled with shock.

Although they did not participate in the siege of Wang Haochen, when Wang Shiyan and the others besieged Wang Haochen, they still saw some from a distance. According to common sense, with Wang Haochen's strength at that time, it was absolutely impossible to survive.

But he didn't expect that he not only survived, but also had a powerful cultivation base.

Not far from the short-haired boy on a hill, a thin boy stood in front of the top of the hill, his eyes swept over Wang Haochen, and then his eyes swept over several peaks with a smile on his face.

"This guy has some strength, he dares to fight the Blood Wing Tiger King's idea, and he has no guts. It may make Wang Shiyan a headache for a while." He whispered.

During this period of time, Wang Shiyan robbed the opportunity arbitrarily, plundered treasures arbitrarily, and had offended almost all the testers. Wang Shiyan had trouble, and naturally they were happy to see it.

On a mountain in the east, a young man with three claw marks on his face stood in front of the eight or nine testers. The three claw marks on his face were so terrifying that he almost scratched his entire face and looked new. Injured, still congealed with purple and black blood.

"I hope this guy can hold on for a while, so that we will relax a lot." The young man murmured as he watched Wang Haochen's figure tumbling with the Blood Wing Tiger King.

With Wang Haochen and Wang Shiyan's hatred, since Wang Haochen has appeared, Wang Shiyan will never remain indifferent. As long as he allocates half of his energy to deal with Wang Haochen, it will be a good news for them.

On the mountain peaks in the southeast, there are the largest number of trialists gathered, with more than 30 people, but their cultivation bases are not very high. In this middle area, almost all of them are at the bottom.

Right in front of them, stood two strong teenagers, their faces were almost identical and their expressions were extremely similar.

When the two saw Wang Haochen, they looked at each other, their faces flashed with joy, and then their eyebrows frowned.

"Brother, what should I do?" the boy on the right asked.

The young man on the left looked at the fallen figure of Wang Haochen and the Blood Winged Tiger King, and he pondered slightly. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "We can't help him."

"We are not strong enough. We gathered a lot of people before we could barely contend with the other teams. If we help him out, I'm afraid that the people behind us will not agree. With the two of us, not only can we not help him, it is very likely. I have to get myself in."

"But..." a look of anxiety suddenly appeared on the face of the young man on the left.

"Farewell, I know it in my heart." The young man on the right condensed slightly and said in a low voice.

The two of them were twins, and they met Wang Haochen since childhood. They were best friends in the Wang family when Wang Haochen's meridians were not damaged. Later, Wang Haochen's meridians were damaged and became useless. Wang Haochen's father died again. They have gradually Far.

On the mountain peak directly below the Bloodwing Tiger King, Wang Shiyan's expression has calmed down, but in his eyes, there is still a sharp light flashing.

"It seems that what chance your trash got, not only allows you to survive, but also to cultivate." Wang Shiyan stared at Wang Haochen, "but this time I will personally take action, and I will never give you any chance. "

"Seeing that you wounded the Blood Winged Tiger King for me, and saved me a lot of trouble, I won't torture you anymore. As long as you hand over the treasures on your body, I will give you a joy."

A huge force in Wang Shiyan slowly turned around, quietly waiting for the moment when the Blood Winged Tiger King fell, that was when he thundered.

"Want to kill me?" Wang Haochen's face was extremely cold, and he said softly: "Now you don't have that chance!"

"Oh?" Wang Shiyan showed a cold smile on his face, and said faintly: "That's not your decision."

"boom!"

Seeing that the blood-winged tiger king was about to fall, Wang Shiyan's whole body had collapsed, but he did not expect that the blood-winged tiger king seemed to suddenly regain some strength. The blood-red wings suddenly slapped, and the vigor was like a water stream. All of the mountain peaks were affected, and the branches of the arms were swept away, making the trialists gathered on the mountain involuntarily avoid them.

The blood wing tiger king's body strength recovered at an extremely fast speed. Within the huge body, a powerful force surged, slapped three times in succession, stabilized the fallen figure, screamed back, and rose into the air again.

Wang Haochen's figure clings to the blood-wing tiger king, his eyes swept over the peaks, and finally returned to Wang Shiyan, and suddenly shouted: "Wang Shiyan, if you want to kill me, follow me!"

Wang Shiyan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the two sword eyebrows on his face were slightly erected, like two sharp swords out of a sheath, a cold and sharp breath suddenly spread.

"Brother Shiyan, what should I do?" Behind Wang Shiyan, a tester asked softly.

"Since he wants to die, I will fulfill him!" Wang Shiyan shook his palm suddenly, his knuckles creaked, and then he waved his arm slightly and said coldly, "Chasing me!"

Seeing Wang Shiyan leading people to chase Wang Haochen, those people on the other hills all let out a sigh of relief, and the heavy pressure on them was gone.

"It's a pity, I don't have time to watch the excitement." The thin young man licked his lips and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)