"Fight!"

Five wins in a row!

"Fight!"

Six wins in a row!

"Fight!"

......

Everyone present was amazed, the golden bloodline had been played by Gu Feng, and the whole body was constantly moving, and one opponent after another was defeated in Gu Feng's hands.

These people, the least cultivated ones also have seventeen veins, and the most powerful ones are all masters of nineteen veins.

And they were all defeated!

Defeated at the hands of a nine-vein martial artist.

Everyone had also seen the ascetic and other three masters of the outer city perform the golden bloodline transfer method, but they had never seen it use it to such an amazing extent.

"You've lost!"

At this moment, when the other party's palm was about to slap on Gu Feng's chest, Gu Feng's voice sounded in the other party's ears.

And at this moment, Gu Feng's two strands of hair turned golden.

The golden veins were moved to the two hairs by Gu Feng, and the two hairs became like two sharp needles, Gu Feng is long hair, and at this moment, the tips of the two golden hairs were less than half an inch away from the opponent's two eyes.

Before the other party's palm touched Gu Feng, Gu Feng could stab the other party's eyes.

"I lost!"

The warrior, who was not unwilling in his heart, finally spoke.

Nine wins in a row!

"Damn, the Nine Veins Maniac has won again!"

"This guy has won nine in a row!"

"Do you know what this maple dust is? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"Namasan said that he has only joined the Golden City for seven days!"

"Damn, I will cultivate nine golden bloodlines in seven days, this is a demon!"

"It's a demon anyway!"

......

For a while, everyone was talking.

Feng Luochen's title of 'Nine Veins Brain Dead' has been completely replaced by 'Nine Veins Maniac'.

And some things about Gu Feng were also picked up under the spread of Ma Shan.

A guy who has just entered the Golden City for seven days can cultivate nine golden bloodlines, which is already a legend.

And the nine golden bloodlines still dare to enter the Shura Field, what a guts.

Not to mention entering the Shura field, you can still win nine in a row!

Nine wins in a row, there are many.

But most people win one or two games a day, then take a truce and wait for the next time.

Nine consecutive wins in one day is too rare.

Because this is too difficult, nine consecutive victories are nine consecutive battles, and this consumption is huge.

According to the rules of the Shura battlefield, no rejuvenating pills are allowed in between, so you can imagine how difficult it would be to win nine games in a row.

And now, this maple dust has done it.

A crazy guy who has only cultivated nine golden bloodlines!

"Do you still have to fight?"

The referee looked at Gu Feng.

For a time, everyone was a light gathered.

Ten wins in a row and nine wins in a row are two completely different concepts.

Ten consecutive wins, you can challenge the masters on the Shura list!

A guy who has just entered the Golden City for seven days and only has nine golden bloodlines, if he rushes to the Shura list?

For a while, the blood of many people was boiling.

Many people here have very low cultivation, and many people below the fifteenth vein, they don't dare to go to the Shura field, and when there is a person who has a similar cultivation to them, but has such achievements, they are naturally a little excited.

"Fight!

"Fight!

......

In the entire Shura Field, more than eighty percent of the martial artists roared.

In the pavilion on the east side of the stands.

Hong Jiao couldn't help but smile bitterly: "In the past, only the top ten battles on the Shura list would cause such a sensation, and it was the first time that someone who was not on the list brought such a sensation!"

"This maple is very good!"

The Eight Commanders laughed.

Hong Jiao couldn't help but speak: "Lord Eight Commanders, don't you want to recognize this Feng Luochen as a righteous son?"

"Hehe, you little girl, you're pretty smart!"

Laugh.

He had lived for more than 10,000 years, with ninety-three golden bloodlines, and his cultivation was comparable to that of the outside world.

But in his life, he was lonely and had never had a family.

In this way, after the cultivation of the Golden City was successful, he chose a person with good qualifications and chose him as his son.

The Eight Rulers now have a total of seven righteous sons, and he once said that if he receives eight righteous sons, he will no longer receive them.

However, in the past, he used to receive righteous sons, and they were basically selected in the main city Shura field, and he had seven righteous sons, five from the main city Shura field, and two from the inner city Shura field, after all, with his vision, ordinary people naturally did not enter his eyes.

And this is the first time he wants to collect his righteous son in the outer city Shura field.

At first, Hong Jiao was not sure, but seeing that the expression of the Eight Commanders was changing more and more, she dared to be sure in her heart.

Hong Jiao knew that even if these golden rulers reached more than ninety veins, because they drank the fateful water, they could not have all the complete emotions, and they would lose some emotions and could not recover them.

This is extremely painful for a master of their level.

These eight commanders already lack family affection, and after drinking the fateful water, the family affection is completely gone, and he keeps collecting his son, just to find back, the warmth of home, to find his own family affection.

After reaching the ninety veins of cultivation, once you find an emotion, your own cultivation will improve.

"The Eight Commanders have a unique vision, this maple falling dust is indeed extraordinary!"

Hongjiao smiled slightly.

"He is very similar to the old man back then!"

The Eighth Commander spoke, and he had a feeling that if he really accepted this Feng Luochen as a righteous son, the emotion of family affection that he had lost would be recovered.

At this moment, the whole scene is still extremely sensational.

"Maple Dust, let's fight!"

Ma Shan yelled.

After he lost that time, he has been winning in the dust, although the odds continue to decrease, but he wins every time, and he still gains greatly.

"The old man asked you one last time, is it a battle?"

The referee looked at Gu Feng again.

"Fight!"

Gu Feng said flatly.

For a long time, Gu Feng had no intention of being in the limelight, but in order to earn fateful water, this Shura battlefield was bound to enter, and now that he was in the limelight, there was no need to hide it.

Hearing this, the whole scene went crazy.

Challenge 10 consecutive wins in one day!

What a feat.

Nine-vein maniac, it's really crazy!

"Nine-vein maple falling dust battle, twenty-vein silver thorn!"

At this moment, the deep voice spread throughout the Shura battlefield.

Silver Thorn!

When everyone heard this, their eyes changed greatly.

It's not because of anything else, it's just because this silver thorn has already hit the Shura list three times.

In other words, this silver thorn has already had three feats of ten consecutive victories!

It's just a pity that every time it's a little bit worse, she didn't make it to the Shura list.

And now, she's on a nine-game winning streak!

If she defeats Feng Luochen, she will hit the Shura list for the fourth time!

Silver Thorn, for a long time, has always been known as the first person under the Shura list, and among the people who are not on the Shura list, there should be no one who is his opponent.

Both are on a nine-game winning streak!

The first person under the list of Shura!

A nine-vein fanatic who has won nine games in a row!

Before the battle began, everyone was extremely excited.