"Brother Chen, don't let the frost go down, the frost ...... I want to fight side by side with you!" Ji Hanshuang looked at Chen Shaofan and said, "More people, more combat power!"

Ji Hanshuang knew that Chen Shaofan was very powerful, but that Mo Quanyu of the Mo tribe was a True Demon God Realm powerhouse, and his strength was much stronger than Zhang Hangyi, who was killed by Chen Shaofan.

"Yes, we will not back down!"

"Most of our Ji clan, there are no cowards, we are not afraid of death!"

Most of the other five seriously injured geniuses of the Ji clan also disagreed, and they all said loudly, there was a strong man who would never return.

Seeing this, Chen Shaofan frowned slightly, his face became cold and solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "If I ask you all to step down, just step down! Don't hinder me here!"

There was a domineering and irresistible majesty in his tone, as if the Nine Heavens Emperor was giving a holy decree to his courtiers.

Chen Shaofan was confident that he could take down the nine geniuses of the Mo clan with one person, and he didn't want to see most of the people of the Ji clan make senseless sacrifices, so he said with a cold face.

Chen Hanshuang next to him heard this, and in his good-looking big eyes, he couldn't help but have a watery light.

She was originally thinking about Chen Shaofan, but the other party asked sternly.

The other five geniuses were also so frightened by Chen Shaofan's momentum that they didn't dare to speak.

At this time, the patriarch of the Ji clan stood up, looked in the direction of the ring, and said in a deep voice: "Except for Chen Shaofan, everyone else quit the ring and gave up the second game!"

Most of the five seriously injured geniuses of the Ji clan had to withdraw from the competition after receiving orders from the patriarch.

"Brother Chen, you must be careful, if you are really defeated, you will ...... Stand down!" Chen Hanshuang said with a solemn face.

"Brother Chen......"

For a while, the five genius young people felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, and at the same time a little ashamed.

He actually abandoned his comrades-in-arms.

At the time of parting, Chen Shaofan put away the cold and solemn look on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they are not my opponents!"

"Boy, you have such a big breath, we will see how we torture you later, so that you can taste the taste of life is worse than death!" Hearing this, the nine people of the Mo tribe couldn't help but show a gloomy look on their faces, and said murderously.

Chen Shaofan didn't care about their threat at all.

His knife-like face was covered with coldness, and he said proudly:

"I'm giving you one last chance, if you kneel down and lick the dust off my boots, and kowtow and beg for mercy, I will spare you from death!

Chen Shaofan's words made the Mo tribesmen present furious.

"The geniuses of the Mo tribe, kill that arrogant Chen Shaofan!"

"Dismantle Chen Shaofan into eight pieces!"

"Damn, most of the Ji clan's kid is so arrogant, he actually dares to fight one against nine! The sons and daughters of the Mo clan caught Chen Shaofan and tortured him alive, making him worse than dead!"

“......”

The clansmen of the Mo tribe couldn't help but shout loudly at the place where the ring was, and their faces looked very hideous, as if they were going to eat people.

And most of the clansmen of the Ji clan are nervous and worried about Chen Shaofan in their hearts: one against nine, this is ...... Can you beat it?!

The patriarch of the Mo clan standing on the high platform looked at the heroic Chen Shaofan with a pair of small eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of curiosity.

He said in his heart: "This black-clothed young man from most of the Ji clan is a little bold, and his strength is indeed strong! However, he must die today, and he can't hinder my Mo clan from gaining control of the mine!"

"The fight begins!"

At this moment, the contest in the ring has begun.

"Chen Shaofan, now Lao Tzu will tear your mouth and pull out your teeth!" a handsome young man from the Mo tribe shouted murderously.

As the words fell, a dazzling black and red magic light erupted from his body, and he also released a fierce coercion, his hands clenched into fists, and he struck at Chen Shaofan.

Two brilliant black and red light clusters flew out, turning into two huge magic fists, and the black and red magic light continued to fly and circle, exuding a terrifying coercion.

"Brothers go together, let's work together to subdue Chen Shaofan, and then slowly torture him to death!" Mo Xue, who was dressed in red, said in a sharp voice.

She wants to avenge her dead fiancé.

Mo Xue also knew that Chen Shaofan was strong, and he fought alone, and no one here was Chen Shaofan's opponent except Mo Quanyu.

Her body also flashed with black and red magic light, her hands were clenched into fists, and two spirit cat phantoms condensed on her fists, ghostly towards Chen Shaofan.

The other six Mo clan clansmen also erupted with terrifying coercion, the black and red devils shone brightly, and the inscriptions continued to fly, showing powerful true magic skills to attack and kill Chen Shaofan.

Only the Mo Yu stood still and didn't move, he wanted to see how strong Chen Shaofan was.

Even if the eight people of the Mo tribe on the scene were combined, they were not as strong as him.

In an instant, eight genius youths of the Mo tribe displayed the light and shadow of the Black and Red Devil Fist and the Light and Shadow of the Black and Red Devil Sword...... shrouded Chen Shaofan's body.

Chen Shaofan was instantly overwhelmed by the phantom formed by these black and red true magic techniques.

At this moment, a dazzling black-red light cluster was formed on the ring, like a round of black-red sun, the black and red devil light shone brightly.

Boom! Boom!

At the same time, from this black-red light cluster, there was a deafening roar.

Circles of ripples appeared in the space around the black-red light, the air was distorted, and there was a faint mournful whistling sound, like a ghost crying.

At this moment, the hearts of the people of the Ji clan were raised to their throats, and their fists couldn't help but clench up, full of nervousness.

They looked at the crazy attack, even though they were separated from the ring by a large distance, they could still feel the powerful power of the attack of the eight genius youths of the Mo Clan.

With such a powerful attack, even the demons of the True Demon God Realm may not be able to take it, and life and death will disappear.

What's more, Chen Shaofan is just a half-step True Demon God existence.

The patriarch of the Ji clan with a beard on his face stared at the black-red light without blinking, and his face also showed a look of worry.

He knew that Chen Shaofan was very powerful, but he couldn't confirm whether he would be able to take this round of attacks.

Chen Hanshuang, who was standing beside the patriarch of the Ji clan, his beautiful face was also full of anxiety and nervousness, and his beautiful eyes stared at the light of the ring without blinking.

However, what happened next exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Little cubs of the Mo tribe, have you not eaten, why are you so weak in attack!" At this moment, from the black and red light cluster, a voice full of sarcasm and domineering came out.

When the people outside the light group heard the sound, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Zilala!

Immediately after, a cracking sound came from the black and red light clusters......

(End of chapter)