Chapter 3273: Arrogant Demon Dragon

Molongzi's tone was extremely domineering, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Since the three words "Jian Hongchen" disappeared from the ten thousand genius list, he felt like turning over to become the master.

Looking at the Human Race monk who dared not look at him in the distance, Molongzi was arrogant and said to himself: "Jian Hongchen, my choice is correct. You are indeed strong, but can you save the Human Race?"

The human monk looked indifferent, and no one spoke.

For one thing, not everyone is strong enough to contend with Molongzi. As one of the five saints, Huang Wujiang is already at the top of his class.

No matter how strong other people are, how can they be stronger than the five saints?

In addition, not everyone has the qualifications to participate in the battle of the gambling domain, only those who are given a region by the five ancient frontiers can participate.

Just like Huang Wujiang and Xiao Fan, they both have the power of gambling in three regions.

"Brother, give me a piece of regional jade!" Huang Wulin stepped forward, staring at Demon Longzi with cold eyes, murderously said.

"You are not his opponent!" Huang Wujiang shook his head.

Since the last time I saw Xiao Fan's strength, Huang Wujiang has also grown a lot over the years, ranking more than 600 on the Ten Thousand Clan genius list.

But he didn't expect that he was still not the opponent of Devil Dragon.

At this moment, Huang Wujiang couldn't help thinking of Xiao Fan's face in his mind, and said in his heart: "Jian Hongchen, I wonder if you are the opponent of Molongzi?"

Huang Wulin wanted to say something, but was glared at by the gray-robed old man next to him, and he had to retreat angrily.

The Human Race cultivator in the rear sighed for a long time, Huang Wujiang is not an opponent, who can defeat the Devil Dragon?

If it weren't for Molongzi's opponent, going up would be nothing more than giving the area with both hands.

"Is the Terran no one?" Mo Longzi shouted coldly.

Today's battle has allowed him to regain his former confidence.

"I'll fight you!" Just after Molongzi was about to retreat, a young man in a blood-colored armor stepped forward on the other Shenzhou of the Human Race.

He is a burly figure, carrying a **** knife, and a broken blade at his waist, and he exudes an extremely **** breath.

"The first genius of the Zhan Family, Zhan Fu Tu!" Many people recognized the identity of the Scarlet Armored Youth, and couldn't help exclaiming, with awe in their eyes.

Zhanfutu is the top figure in the human race's arrogance, except for the five saints.

Someone once said that if Zhan Fu Tu came from the five great families, he must be one of the five saints.

"Finally there is a handle." Molongzi chuckled, disdainfully said: "How many regions do you want to bet on? One by one, this emperor has no patience."

"Two!" Zhanfutu said coldly, with blood haze around his body and his murderous intent.

Before he finished his words, he threw two jade medals.

"That's interesting." Molongzi smiled confidently.

No one dared to repent in the battle of the gambling domain of the ten thousand races.

There used to be a second-rate race who thought it was powerful and blatantly repented. Later, all those who participated in the battle of the gambling domain of the ten thousand races were wiped out, and dozens of areas were compensated.

Since then, the gambling war must have been established, and no one would dare to go back on the Wanzu gambling domain.

Molongzi also showed two regional jade medals and threw them in the void. In his opinion, it was impossible for him to lose the jade medals.

"Let you make a move, do it." Molongzi completely ignored the murderous aura and fighting intent on Zhan Futu.

As one of the three dragons of the dragon clan, he does have his own proud capital.

Zhanfutu didn't say much, before flashing appeared in front of Molongzi, the long knife on his shoulder did not know when it would fall, and a blade of tens of feet long bloomed with extreme sharpness.

Void set off a violent storm, and saw the blood-colored knife gun slash out with a domineering aura.

Mo Longzi's face changed slightly, and he flashed to the side without hesitation, while taking several palms one after another.

"Puff!"

A blood sword shot into the void, and Molongzi suddenly shot out towards the rear. A shocking knife mark appeared on his chest, and blood continued to gush out.

"So strong!"

"War on the Buddha, come on!"

Upon seeing this, the human monks gleamed in their eyes and shouted, cheering on Zhanfutu.

The strength of Zhanfutu really surpassed everyone's surprises. No wonder he dared to gamble on two domains at once. This kind of courage is considered to be the face of the human patriarch.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhan Futu had cold eyes, carrying the blood knife on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Mo Longzi looked at his chest with an ugly expression.

Just now, he would have been cut into two if it wasn't shot in time.

Thinking of what he said just now, Molongzi's expression was extremely cold, and he grinned and said: "This is a bit interesting. If you kill you easily, then this ten thousand races gambling battle will be too boring."

"Be careful to pretend to be struck by lightning!" someone among the human monks shouted loudly.

Molongzi stared coldly at where the human monk was, and suddenly countless fine dragon scales appeared on the surface of his body, and his claws also turned into dragon claws, doubling in vain.

When the human monk saw this scene, he was dumbfounded.

No one had thought that Molongzi had just defeated Huang Wujiang, yet still exposed his strength.

"dead!"

With a loud shout, Molongzi's claws swung down fiercely, and a black flash slashed in the air.

Zhan Futu quickly blocked him with a blood knife, but was still hit by Limang, his chest was cut open, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Molongzi didn't stop there. He took advantage of the situation and stamped his foot on Zhanfutu's chest, and the sound of broken bones sounded.

After a few breaths, Molongzi severely stepped Zhanfutu into the ground, and numerous cracks appeared on the ground.

This blow is strong, domineering, and powerful!

The human monks were silent, and they had to admit that Molongzi was really strong.

In the face of such a powerful Demon Dragon, they all have a sense of powerlessness, even other Saints are no exception.

"Who else?" Molongzi stood with his hands folded, like a peerless God of War, covered with dragon scales all over his body, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.

When he explored his hands, Molongzi put the four jade tiles into his bag.

"Moron, you are so arrogant, if my human sword is so arrogant, where is your arrogance?" After a short silence, the human monk secretly murmured.

Many human monks know Xiao Fan's pseudonym, especially monks in the wild and ancient frontiers.

Now that Huang Wujiang and Zhan Fu Tu are defeated, they can only pin their hopes on Xiao Fan.

"Jian Hongchen?" Molongzi squinted his eyes, and a deep terror flashed deep in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and said with disdain: "Compare a dead man with this emperor? Is he worthy?"

The Terran monks were extremely angry, but they were speechless. "Molongzi, right? Why don't I play with you?" At this moment, there was another indifferent voice among the human cultivators.