On the ring, the two men confronted each other. Meng Chen did not hide his murderous intent at all, and his cold aura made Zheng Tiankuo even more frightened.

"Meng Chen! If you dare to hurt me, the Zheng family will not let you go after you get out! There will be no place for you in the entire East Phoenix Territory!"

Meng Chen sneered disdainfully: "Didn't I tell you? Zheng Hanhai has already died in my hands, so no matter what, and you dared to drug Xuan Yu, no matter what, your Zheng family and I will end up in a fight to the death. Why do you have to emphasize it here again and again? It's meaningless!"

Zheng Tiankuo's face turned paler and he asked in panic, "Did you really kill my brother?"

Meng Chen frowned and said coldly: "Do I have any need to deceive you?"

Zheng Tiankuo seemed to have finally accepted the reality and said bitterly: "Well, in that case, I admit defeat."

Meng Chen's expression changed slightly. Thunder gathered in his hands. He stepped forward, emitting murderous aura, causing Zheng Tiankuo to retreat in fear.

"I give up, I surrender, please spare me!" he shouted.

"The battle in the ring is a matter of life and death!" An old voice sounded, with great majesty.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Meng Chen's eyes, and the next moment he suddenly rushed in front of Zheng Tiankuo. The thunder in his palm crackled and hit Zheng Tiankuo's heart.

A golden divine light appeared from Zheng Tiankuo's heart, and a heart-protecting mirror appeared, flashing golden light, which confronted the thunder in Meng Chen's hand and blocked the attack.

Meng Chen raised his eyebrows, and the thunder turned into a spear and attacked again. The thunder spear carried violent energy and kept hitting out.

Zheng Tiankuo knew that he could not escape, so he began to fight back, activating the heart-protection mirror to block Meng Chen's attack. At the same time, a sword appeared in his hand, flashing with a cold light, and stabbed towards Meng Chen's abdomen.

Meng Chen stimulated thunder, and a lightning net exploded, wrapping around the sword in Zheng Tiankuo's hand and spreading to Zheng Tiankuo.

"Zizzizi..."

Amid the intense sound of electric current, the thunder shocked Zheng Tiankuo so much that his whole body trembled, and the true energy in his body gradually evaporated and dissipated under the impact of the thunder.

Meng Chen seized the opportunity, stepped on the thunder, and the next moment he rushed in front of Zheng Tiankuo and grabbed his neck.

"Just you? How dare you say such arrogant words!"

Zheng Tiankuo was strangled by the neck and said in fear: "Let me go! If you kill me, the Zheng family will never let you go!"

Meng Chen said disdainfully: "Then let them take revenge. You just stay safe and go on your way. I will send your Zheng family to reunite with you as soon as possible."

After Meng Chen finished speaking, under Zheng Tiankuo's horrified gaze, thunder leaped into his body, tearing his meridians and dantian, and was still spreading to his body and soul.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, Zheng Tiankuo's body exploded, his soul disappeared, and there was no trace of life left.

The monk who followed Zheng Tiankuo here became furious when he saw that the thigh he was holding on to was broken by someone.

"You dare!"

"Meng Chen! You dare to kill someone from the Zheng family, do you want to die?"

……

Hearing these familiar words, Huang Wujin looked at them first, and Monk Huikong and Zhou Chao also looked at them.

Huang Wujin stared at them for a few seconds before saying coldly, "Stop making noise. Remember their names. When you see them later, kill them directly!"

When those people heard this, they turned pale with fear. If they could escape, they would have disappeared without a trace by now. On the ring, Meng Chen killed Zheng Tiankuo, and an old voice sounded, spreading throughout the secret realm.

Meng Chen withdrew from the ring and waited for the next game.

The second ones to take action were a cultivator from the Donghuang Domain and a cultivator from the Thirteenth Heaven. The Thirteenth Heaven cultivator with purple skin and lightning patterns was named Murong Yunlei.

After seeing the cultivators from Donghuang Territory coming on the stage, Murong Yunlei's body burst into electric light. The moment he landed on the stage, fierce electric light suddenly broke out and enveloped the entire stage.

The violent thunder smashed down and hit the Eastern Phoenix Domain cultivator. Under the fierce impact of the thunder, the Eastern Phoenix Domain cultivator was reduced to ashes and was killed in one move.

The cultivators watching outside gasped and felt deeply terrified at Murong Yunlei's power.

The third match was also a fight between the Thirteen Heavenly Monks and the Eastern Phoenix Territory Monks.

Meng Chen's eyes fell on the list and after a careful examination, he was shocked to find that all the cultivators assigned for the thirteen days were from the Donghuang Territory. It seemed like a human arrangement and not random at all.

Another victory for the Thirteen Days cultivators, followed by the fourth and fifth games... and the eighth game, the Thirteen Days cultivators attacked one after another and almost instantly defeated the cultivators from the East Phoenix Domain.

Huang Wujin frowned at this scene, with anger lingering in his eyes, like a dormant volcano that was about to erupt.

Finally, it was Monk Huikong's turn to take action, and he was also facing a cultivator from the Thirteenth Heaven.

He immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to Huang Wujin.

"Your Highness, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Huang Wujin nodded slightly: "We should use more drastic measures, don't let those guys look down on us!"

Monk Huikong stepped out, and with every step he took, golden lotuses sprouted under his feet, golden Buddha light flowed on his body, and a giant Buddha appeared behind him. The sound of chanting rang out, echoing throughout the world of the arena.

The one who took action this time was a monk with three heads and six arms, named Shan Xiuyuan. The three heads had different expressions. One was fierce, with a green face and fangs, another had kind eyes and was as gentle as jade, and the third had an arrogant look, looking down at Huikong coldly.

"Monk, you have a connection with my Buddha. If you are willing to kneel at my feet and become my servant, I can consider letting you go and let you serve me!"

Huikong had a cold expression and deep eyes. A rune condensed in his palm, and the "卍" mantra seal was released from his palm. With a dazzling Buddhist light and the sound of chanting, it slammed down on Shanxiuyuan below.

Shan Xiuyuan had a cold expression and his eyes were full of disdain. He quickly made hand gestures with his six arms and slapped out with six palms at the same time. A green lion jumped out with a roar, rushing up into the sky with a strong energy and colliding with the falling "卍" Buddhist seal.

Monk Huikong's expression suddenly changed, and he said in surprise: "Fearless Lion Seal! How could you..."

All three heads of Shan Xiuyuan laughed loudly. The arrogant head said with disdain, "Huikong, if you really want to be serious, the Taoist tradition you inherited might be left by my Three-Faced Buddha. You might even be my disciple!"

Monk Huikong's eyes were cold, and he obviously couldn't accept such a statement.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I will kill you here today to restore the reputation of my Buddhist sect!"

Huikong took out his Zen staff and pushed hard in the air. Buddha's light shone brightly, and along with the sound of chanting, countless sharp beams of light condensed in the sky.

"Samadhi Burning Star!"

He shouted angrily, and the Buddha's light burst into flames, and suddenly fell like a meteor, hitting Shan Xiuyuan below.

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