"What if I don't want to?" Jun Tian stood up and glanced at Shi Ren with his cold eyes.

At that time, Ren felt chills all over his body and felt a terrible murderous intention, but he still responded extremely forcefully: "Why, you want to kill me in this situation?"

"Why not?"

Juntian walked over calmly, stretched out his hand, and grasped his remaining soul with a click.

"ah!"

Shi Ren couldn't help it and let out a scream like a slaughtered pig. The soul was broken a lot, with large cracks appearing and about to explode.

"You really want to kill him, but you don't want to mediate?"

The old man in gray clothes frowned. After all, he was a powerful parent, and Zhang Daojun would also be in trouble if he was beheaded like this.

Of course, although he was persuading, he did not stop Jun Tian's actions.

From this we can see his attitude. The fighting arena can come forward to avoid the consequences of high-level fighting, but it will not favor any force.

"Racial arena battles are about life and death. I don't need to explain the rules. Why come if you can't afford to lose?"

Jun Tian exerted force on his palm again, and Ren's remnant soul was about to explode. There was despair and fear in his heart. At this moment, he realized the reality clearly. Their tribe was not so tough that they forced the fighting arena to bow its head!

The old man in gray clothes was a little surprised by Jun Tian's approach, and became even more helpless: "Rules are rules, and if they involve high energy levels, it can easily trigger a more racial war. I still hope you can think about it clearly."

"Just let Shi Ren go like this? Isn't it too easy? What can you do if I insist on killing Shi Ren?"

Jun Tian said indifferently: "The little ancestor of the Dao Immortal Sect fell to death in the ring back then. I am curious whether the Time Clan intervened in that battle. The Time Tower they control is very good and can affect some things. Now I doubt that back then

The fairness of that fight."

"boom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a figure leaped up in the vast deep sky, like it was made of infinite stars, dispersing the darkness in the sky and illuminating the universe.

The giant of the Time Clan couldn't hold back his anger. He seemed to be standing in the deep space, but in fact the pressure was right in front of him, like a sea of ​​time burning.

"Young man, be careful what you say." His words were very cold.

"I am the winner of this victory, and Shi Ren should pay the price." Jun Tian stood under the big willow tree, letting the mighty pressure from the legend of the Time Clan surge, but it could not affect him.

The old man in gray clothes was even more helpless and asked: "Zhang Daojun, there was no intervention in the battle that year. I can guarantee this with my reputation as the founder of the fighting arena."

"In that case, let's just be buried with Shi Ren." Jun Tian responded calmly.

"Boom!"

In the vast deep space, the terrifying silver giant beast opened a pair of terrifying pupils, filled with endless killing intent. If it weren't for the rules of the fighting field, he would have already killed him!

"The strong men of the Time Clan have allowed you to break the rules, so don't go too far!" The old man in gray frowned.

"Are you sure you want to kill the powerful parent and son? Once it involves orthodoxy, can you afford this responsibility?" The beast of time entrenched in the deep space, coldly threatening.

"Orthodox opposition?"

Jun Tian sneered, the Time Clan is really overbearing. They have to pay any price, but they have to buy Time's life? Is there any free lunch in this world?
Chapter completed!