Chapter 40 The Highest Level of Martial Arts

" boss, let me kill this guy and promise to kill him with the strength of the black mandarin." The black man looked at the red-haired man fiercely, put on an indignant look and preached.

Is it so easy for the seventh-level strong to be killed? Just now, the red-haired man only suffered a loss under the claws of the black manga. Qiao Yun said, "I'll hold this guy back. When he is careless, you will kill this guy in one move.

"Okay, boss." The black mandarin vowed.

In terms of sneak attack, it is a first-class master.

......

The middle-aged man had a sasneer on his face, and the cold air condensed into a big ice cone, which was dozens of feet long. He raised the big ice cone with one hand, jumped up quickly, raised the big ice cone and hit the head of the martial maniac, and shouted coldly; "Go to hell, what a martial maniac is just a scum in my eyes. ....”

When watching the big ice cone hit, the martial arts man did not panic at all and shouted coldly; "Qiao Yun, let you see what is the highest level of martial arts? The body is the best weapon to get rid of the enemy. Today, I will show you how I slaughter the seven-level strong with my body..."

Before he finished speaking, the martial arts man threw the soft sword in his hand, his palms merged, and his feet were also close together, forming a humanoid knife. Through the brilliance emitted by the martial arts maniac, Qiao Yun faintly sensed a restlessness in the depths of his soul, which seemed to be affected by the brilliance on his body.

The war is also quite fierce. Yanxi, a martial arts man, fought against a middle-aged man, while Qiao Yun fought against a red-haired man in the seventh level. As for Hu Wei, Zhang De and Niu Dun, 14 others fought against the sixth-level strong men of the enemy's power. The number of deaths was also quite large. The whole Langya City was densely full of bloody corpses. It was much more tragic than the last attack on Langya City.

The screams are endless, and the air is full of a strong smell of blood. The houses in the small town are covered with blood. At this time, the Langya City can only be summed up in three words, that is, the 'City of the Dead'.

War is cruel. In the vast black field, I don't know how many innocent lives will die every day?

However, the total area of the black field far exceeds that of the three kingdoms. Any kingdom lives in killing every day, and the population of the black field is only hundreds of millions, many of which are deserted territories that no one lives.

.......

Qiao Yun fought bitterly with the red-haired man. When they heard the words of the martial arts madman, they couldn't help but stop fighting for a few seconds, and their surprised eyes fell on the shining human-shaped knife...

"The highest level of martial arts is that the body is the best weapon to get rid of the enemy, and the martial arts madman is too crazy." Qiao Yun was deeply shocked by the actions of Wu Kuangren. He took a long breath and sighed.

The humanoid knife directly smashed dozens of feet of big ice cone like indestructible, crossing the middle-aged man's chest, his body burst, and the extremely sad screams echoed over the town.

Just as the martial arts maniac killed the middle-aged man, Qiao Yun also heard a deafening scream in his ear, which was extremely sad. Obviously, when the red-haired man was careless, the black man successfully attacked.

Before the sound fell, the black mandarin on his shoulder turned into a golden streamer and flashed in front of the man. Only a sad scream was heard in the crowd, and the man died in the claws of the black man.

The black mandarin returned to Qiao Yun's shoulder and licked his bloody claws.

"Is there anyone else who is not convinced? As long as you don't accept it, kill it." The cold eyes glanced at the people below, and Qiao Yun shouted fiercely.

"He doesn't obey, does he? Can't I stamp you all into meat sauce?" When the anxious Niu Dun saw the enemy's hesitation, he twisted the sledgehammer in his hand and hit the head of a fourth-order enemy. There was a scream on the spot, and the bloody brain splashed everywhere.

"If you still want to resist, I, Qiao Mengtianxia, am willing to accompany you. Although there are not as many people as you, it is more than enough to kill you according to the strength of each member... Anyway, many people die in the black field every day. There are not many of you, but many of you. Qiao Yun shouted loudly.

"I'm willing to surrender, don't kill me..."

"I am also willing to surrender and surrender to the world..."

"I'd love to, as long as you don't kill me..."

"..."

With one person taking the lead, the remaining tens of thousands of people have also put down their weapons and are willing to return to Qiao Meng.

And some of the powerful people also began to waver, as if they were whispering for a moment.

One of the six-level junior strongman shouted, "It's okay for us to return to the world of Qiaomeng, but we have to agree to a few conditions. Otherwise, even if we fight for jade, we will not return."