The Xuan Clan of Heaven Region!!!

The person ranked the fifth on Black Wind Roll was a skinny blackie. He wore black clothes and held a sledgehammer. His appearance was not shocking, but his aura was like an ocean. No one dared to underestimate him. He had already defeated five living legends in a row, and his aura was rising.

"Come!"

Seeing Jian Chen entered the arena, he did not even bother to know Jian Chen's name. Looking at the direction, he roughly knew that the person in front of him should be from the Middle East.

The Middle East was not considered outstanding in the past, so it was not worth paying attention to.

Boom!

As soon as the black short man finished speaking, he moved like a ghost. He left an afterimage and quickly arrived in front of Jian Chen.

He struck down with his hammer!

Sword light crisscrossed, and vast spiritual power turned into a condensed sword light. It slashed down and directly stumbled the fifth-ranked on Black Wind Roll off the stage.