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Chapter 154

The whole audience was shocked.

These countless tornadoes gathered together to form a very terrifying vortex, like a sky-devouring beast that could swallow everything.

"Hoo ho ho!"

This tornado made a terrible sound.

"If this was involved, it would probably be wiped out, right?" Someone exclaimed in horror.

The tornado carried the whirlpool and struck towards Chenhetu.

Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass grows.

As long as everything is close to this tornado, everything will be crushed and turned into powder.

There were even some timid people who stood up and were ready to flee the venue at any time.

All in all, this tornado is very powerful.

Fortunately, Feng Tianyao only controlled this tornado to sweep through the combat zone. If it swept through this ancient warrior venue, I am afraid that half of the people here would die.

But Chen Hetu was still calmly looking at the tornado that was coming towards him, unmoving.

"Do you only have this much strength?" Chen Hetu spoke slowly, his voice so penetrating that everyone in the venue heard it.

Feng Tianyao stood in the air, looking at Chen Hetu under the tornado, with a look of disdain in his eyes: "Ant, you only have a hard mouth!"

"Next second, you will know what fear is!"

As soon as Feng Tianyao finished speaking, the tornado suddenly accelerated and swallowed Chen Hetu directly.

The tornado was still turning, but Chen Hetu's voice disappeared.

"It's over, it's over, Chen Hetu is going to die!!" someone exclaimed.

"Yes, he is definitely dead. The power of this tornado is so scary outside, let alone the inside!" someone also analyzed.

Of course, some people said regretfully: "If Feng Tianyao hadn't taken action, I'm afraid it would have been Chen Hetu who won the championship this time."

His words were affirmed by everyone.

At the same time, some people said sourly: "Who gave Liu Wu a good master!"

And in the Jiang family viewing area.

Jiang Yu suddenly stood up.

With big eyes full of worry, she stared at the tornado intently, hoping to see Chen Hetu.

However she was disappointed.

The tornado grew bigger and bigger, even sweeping across the entire combat zone.

"thump!"

Jiang Yu sat slumped on the chair, clutching the armrests of the chair with both hands.

She suppressed the grief in her heart and couldn't help shouting: "Chen Hetu, you are not allowed to die! I won't allow you to die!!!"

Her voice was very miserable.

This attracted the attention of other people in the Jiang family.

When Jiang Cheng saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face, but he still pretended to be extremely sad and said: "Sister Jiang Yu, don't be sad, Chen Hetu... he is dead."

Jiang Yu seemed not to hear and ignored Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Long said from the side: "What a pity. Chen Hetu is dead. Who can we ask for the bet we won?"

Others surnamed Jiang also said: "We asked him to pay us early, but he was still unwilling. He didn't think the Ziyang Sect could win the championship, so he fought on behalf of the Ziyang Sect. Now that he's fine, he's dead, regret it!"

When Jiang Yu heard these sarcastic remarks, a trace of anger flashed across her face.
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