Chapter 1297 Arrogance

The overall strength of the Tapir tribe is comparable to that of the Xian tribe. They have dozens of peak eighth-order and late eighth-order people, and there will be more and more peak eighth-order people in the future.

The human race, a mere middle eighth-order, although with the combat power of the late eighth-order, how can Chen Fei threaten the Tapir tribe!

"It's not a threat, just stating one thing." Chen Fei also laughed.

"It seems that Chen Tianjiao doesn't care about the life of this old man. That saves trouble. I will send him off now, so that he won't linger here and lose face for the Xian tribe."

The smile on Yu Zongguan's face faded, and he walked towards Shi Boyong step by step. The spear in his hand slowly raised, and he was about to pierce Shi Boyong's head directly.

Shi Boyong watched Yu Zongguan calmly walk over, then turned his head to look at the location of the Xian tribe, with a smile on his face, and finally looked at Chen Fei.

Shi Boyong's eyes were very calm. It was just death. Shi Boyong had been prepared for this since he started practicing.

If there is a regret, it is that Shi Boyong could not see the higher realm of martial arts, and finally could only stop at the late stage of the Creation Realm, and he did not even have the opportunity to try the peak of the Creation Realm.

"You can ask me to go, but she should be one of them."

Chen Fei's voice suddenly sounded, pointing at the old woman of the Zhong clan.

The conspiracy and trap that the eighth-level of other clans think is just what they think. For Chen Fei, doing this is just a matter of whether Chen Fei is willing to do it.

Shi Boyong is a good friend, and Chen Fei does not want him to die in front of him, that's all.

Yu Zongguan paused, he really thought Chen Fei was going to give up Shi Boyong.

"Chen Tianjiao is really loyal and righteous, but who will play on our side is naturally..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just be straightforward, if she doesn't go, then you can continue this competition by yourself, and I will directly challenge the eighth-level middle stage of your Tapir clan in the next game. Let's see how many core territories you can have left by then!"

Chen Fei waved his hand directly and interrupted Yu Zongguan's words.

Yu Zongguan's face froze for a moment, and then became extremely gloomy. If Chen Fei really challenged the eighth-level middle-stage of the tapir tribe, they would probably all admit defeat.

Then the territory they finally obtained would probably all fall into the hands of the human race.

Just now, he only thought of threatening Chen Fei with Shi Boyong's life, and he never thought that Chen Fei was so bold as to directly threaten their tapir tribe.

Isn't Chen Fei afraid that after the life-and-death duel, the tapir tribe will directly overwhelm the entire human race!

Yu Zongguan looked back at the old woman of the Zhong tribe. The old woman of the Zhong tribe was a little hesitant, but thinking that there would be three eighth-level late-stage people fighting Chen Fei, and they could threaten Shi Boyong's life from time to time.

In this case, it is almost foolproof.

Thinking of the posture Chen Fei had just put on, the old woman of the Zhong tribe snorted coldly, her figure flashed, and she stepped directly into the arena.

Yu Zongguan turned his head and looked at another direction, which belonged to another powerful tribe, the Yin tribe, whose strength was comparable to that of the Tapir tribe.

The most important thing was that there was an extreme late eighth-order person in the Yin tribe. If it weren't for this life-and-death duel, the other party would have been preparing to break through the peak of the eighth order, and it was the kind that was sure to succeed.

"Three against one, it's not fair to win!" A voice came from the Yin tribe, and then a figure appeared in the arena.

Although it was not fair to win, the fight between races was to use every possible means, so Xiao Jihong still went on stage.

"Chen Tianjiao, please!"

Yu Zongguan looked at Chen Fei with a smile on his face, waiting for Chen Fei to join the game.

"There are also bets, just like the bet in Shen Changzhen just now, it's almost enough." Chen Fei continued.

"Okay, okay, bets, right? Yes!" Yu Zongguan did not object, and waved his hand directly, throwing a storage bag outside the field. Yu Zongguan unfolded it, and the value was equivalent to the wealth of four late eighth-order people.

Yu Zongguan didn't want to bargain. What's there to bargain with a dying man?

The other eight-level masters of various tribes also looked at Chen Fei with some strange eyes.

At this time, Chen Fei was still thinking about the bet. How confident is he in himself?

"Friend Chen, the Xian tribe owes you a favor!"

Shi Dingan's solemn voice sounded in Chen Fei's ears. No matter what the outcome of this fight was, the Xian tribe owed the human race.

"Senior, you don't have to do this. I volunteered to enter." Chen Fei laughed softly, and his figure flashed, and he had already arrived at the arena.

"Friend Chen, why do you have to do this!" Without Yu Zongguan's suppression, Shi Boyong stood up with difficulty and looked at Chen Fei.

Shi Boyong would rather die than drag Chen Fei into the water in this way.

"Don't worry about it. I just don't like them." Chen Fei slapped Shi Boyong on the shoulder, and the power of Yin and Yang in the Nine Heavens Dark Demon Art was injected into Shi Boyong's body.

Shi Boyong's body lightened slightly, and his injuries eased slightly, but it was only a slight relief. He still couldn't help in the battle later, and he would definitely be a drag.

"What a dislike, so arrogant, I just don't know if you will still be so stubborn after I beat you to pieces!" Xiao Jihong laughed loudly.

"Relying on a little talent, you are like this. You died here today, and it's your own fault!" The old woman of the Zhong clan laughed loudly, her face like a devil.

"Yu Zongguan, please!"

Yu Zongguan bowed to Chen Fei, and then his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already behind Shi Boyong, and the long spear in his hand pierced Shi Boyong.

Just as all the eighth-level outside the field thought, in this fight, Shi Boyong was Chen Fei's biggest weakness.

If Chen Fei left it alone, there would be no point in attending the event in person, but if he left it alone, Chen Fei himself would undoubtedly die.

"clang!"

A layer of golden bell suddenly appeared in mid-air, covering Chen Fei and Shi Borong together. A ripple appeared on the surface of the golden bell, directly blocking Yu Zongguan's attack.

The ultimate treasure of good fortune!

Seeing the golden bell, the hearts of the eighth-level clans outside the field were slightly shaken. This is the first eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure that has appeared in the competition since the competition, because the eighth-level peaks of each clan have not yet entered the arena.

As for the weapons held by the late eighth level, they are at most the eighth level high-grade weapons, or like the Sunburst Sword held by Shen Changzhen before, which is only one step away from reaching the top grade.

The true eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure is not easy to control for practitioners below the eighth-level peak, and it is extremely precious. There are only a few among the seven eighth-level races native to the Xuanling Domain.

As for the races from the outside world, there may have been quite a few within the clan in the past, but in the environment like drowning abyss, there are no corresponding strong people to warm and nurture the mysterious treasures, and the grade of the mysterious treasures will slowly decline.

Therefore, in the hands of foreign races, the eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure is also a rare existence.

But now, in the hands of a middle-level eighth-level man, there is an eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure!

What kind of great inheritance did this human Chen Fei get? That's why the combat power is so amazing, and the Xuanbao was obtained from that inheritance?

The appearance of the eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure, and it was also a defensive mysterious treasure, disrupted Yu Zongguan's plan.

But immediately, Yu Zongguan's expression returned to calm.

If it was one-on-one, and Chen Fei was carrying an eighth-level top-grade mysterious treasure, Yu Zongguan would probably turn around and leave the competition ground.

After all, Chen Fei's own combat power is already very strong, and with his defense increased like this, there is no need to fight at all.

But now, they are three late-eighth-level treasures. Although the top-grade creation Xuanbao is good, the consumption of Yuanli soul is also extremely shocking.

If Chen Fei tried to resist their attacks in order to protect Shi Borong, Chen Fei's Yuanli soul would be exhausted within ten moves, and they would win without any effort.

Shen Yuanping and Xiao Jihong, the old women of the Gu tribe, appeared in another place, slashing at the golden bell with a crutch and a blade.

Inside the golden bell, Shi Borong took a deep breath and was about to completely burn his essence and soul.

Chen Fei waved his hand, and the powerful force directly stopped Shi Borong's movements.

If Shi Borong really burned his energy and soul, he could indeed make a move, but after this move, he himself would be dead.

The Zangyuan Bell circulated, suddenly shrunk, wrapped around Shi Borong's body, and appeared hundreds of miles away, leaving only Chen Fei standing there.

"Buzz!"

Six ripples spread out from Chen Fei's body, and Chen Fei's aura was like a volcano erupting, rising into the sky in an instant.

The power of six levels and nine heavens!

At the same time, at some point, the Hell Demon Realm had enveloped a hundred miles around Chen Fei. Extreme coldness filled all directions, and Xiao Jihong's movements involuntarily became slower.

Yu Zongguan let out a long roar, and the fierce power forcibly tore apart the ice and cold in the field. Xiao Jihong remained calm, but the majestic sword force also blocked the ice and cold.

Chen Fei took a step forward and appeared in front of Shen Yuanping, an old woman from the Gu tribe. He slashed out with the Qianyuan Sword in his hand.

Shen Yuanping's strength is undoubtedly much weaker than that of Yu Zongguan and Xiao Jihong. Compared with the previous Shen Changzhen, it can only be said that there is not much difference, so the coldness on the body has just been driven away at this moment.

In the battle between the strong, there is a thin line of difference, and the final result is a world of difference.

"Shou!"

Seeing Chen Fei rushing towards Shen Yuanping, Yu Zongguan shouted loudly.

The appearance of the top-grade fortune-telling treasure disrupted the order of battle between Yu Zongguan and the others, and indeed gave Chen Fei a chance to take action.

Now Yu Zongguan can only let Shen Yuanping block Chen Fei's sword, and then he can surround Chen Fei normally.

When Shen Yuanping saw Chen Fei who was so close, she stopped showing off the dragon-headed staff in front of her, leaving no trace of a flaw.

"Roar!"

The phantom of the six-legged dragon elephant appeared behind Chen Fei, looking up to the sky and roaring. The dragon elephant raised its front two legs high, and then fell down violently.

How strong can Chen Fei be, who has melted the power of Yu Zongguan's shot just now and shot it with all his strength?

"boom!"

The Qianyuan Sword struck the dragon-headed staff, and the violent sound went straight into the sky.

Shen Yuanping's eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and despair.

The dragon-headed staff that used to be like an arm could not be held at all. The violent force pressed the dragon-headed staff and hit Shen Yuanping's body.

Shen Yuanping's body trembled, and she took a step back involuntarily, trying to open her mouth to speak.

But before he could say anything, his body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist.