Chapter 62 A Knife

The platform roared, and the original platform expanded a lot, but the number did not change. The people on the field suddenly boiled up. Every time, the wonderfulness of the Hedao war zone is second only to the levelless war zone.

Everyone's strength is not much worse, which relies heavily on combat experience and timing, and whether a student has the ability to survive in this world is enough to reflect World War I.

The same, countless tokens flew out, and the heavenly soldiers in the heavenly court arched their hands and walked out one after another, starting a battle.

Lu Chong is also constantly observing, selecting talented people from them and focusing on training them in the future. If there is potential, it is okay for him to practice some ancient demon secrets.

Some people kept being blown away. Similarly, some people kept fighting proudly. Soon, the four classifications of the Hedao war zone were finished at once. The heavenly court had a great record, occupying the top ten seats in each grade.

Many of the heavenly pride of the school palace are moved, and the achievements of the heavenly court are there. Can you consider joining it?

As for the six major forces hostile to the heavenly court, they have also ushered in a group of people. They are all jealous people. Although the six major forces know that such people have a small future, they are better than nothing, which can also increase their own strength and accept them all.

Although the student power of the Academy is huge, there are still many people who have not joined the power. They are all small groups to practice by themselves and do not want to be bound by the power.

The heavenly court is a strange thing among many forces. They will not ask their subordinates to hand over anything, and the profound skills in the power do not need the so-called power contribution value in exchange. As long as you are suitable, there will naturally be high-level skills, and they are extremely powerful.

Many scattered people have made up their minds. After the big comparison, they will go to the heavenly court to have a good look.

"The Hedao battle division competition is over, and now, the chaotic battle in the Hedao war zone begins!"

Everyone's mind was immediately attracted. A talented man stepped forward and began to fight. You Yidao, Tan Zhizhou and Xiao Zhuoli actually played at the same time. Fortunately, they were not divided into the same group.

The three smiled, nodded, arched their hands with Lu Chong, and flew up.

Tan Zhizhou and Xiao Zhuoli are now the peak monks of the Taoist period. Their opponents look very ugly. Both of them are actually in the early stages of the a Taoist period. Although the people who participated in the chaos are extraordinary people, they are not comparable to Xiao Zhuoli, a long-known strongman.

Sure enough, their battle was soon over, and Xiao Zhuoli easily solved the battle, but the way they fought was eye-opening, especially Lu Chong. During the barbarian sect, both of them used spiritual power to bombard the enemy.

And now, they are rushing to fight with their opponents. Xiao Zhuoli's weapon is a long stick, dancing tigers and tigers, bringing bursts of thunder. One of his opponents was careless and was directly killed by a stick.

Tan Zhizhou used a long sword, and his moves were quite fierce, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, but there was a sense of open and upright, like a giant snake attacking head, but a sword came from a dead angle. His opponent was stabbed in the back door by a sword and was sadly lifted down.

Lu Chong and others laughed and looked at Tan Zhizhou maliciously.

Tan Zhizhou was immediately depressed and kicked him mercilessly. The people in the heavenly court avoided it, which made Tan Zhizhou blush, but everyone's flirtation was over and looked forward with a solemn face.

The fat man fell into a bitter battle. His opponent was also an opponent at the peak of the Taoist period, and the fat man was at an all-round disadvantage.

The fat man has already appeared, with scales and armor, and his body as high as three feet pushed across, but his opponent is like a scorching sun, and he is not afraid of the fat man's brute force, and he can resist it head-on.

"The sun will be the real direct line." Someone said in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Lu Chong asked.

"Although the number of people in the Lieyang Association is large, there are few real direct lines. These direct lines are taught by Zheng Zhong. Everyone has the ability to fight beyond the levels. The so-called Shiyang and other things are nothing more than a straw chicken and dog for them. Even the committee members are not as their status."

Lu Chong nodded solemnly and suddenly thought of something. He shook his head with a wry smile. He was really predestined with this hot sun meeting. Suddenly, a trace of murder flashed in his eyes, which was extremely terrible.

The fat man on the stage was covered with scars, and those scars were rolled up by the fire, and the fragrance of meat floated out, which was shocking.

The fat man roared and grabbed his hand in the void. A huge knife suddenly appeared. Lu Chong's eyes condensed and praised:

"The fat man's knife is much stronger."

At this time, the huge knife was as fierce as a white flame spit out of the mouth of a mad dragon, but Lu Chong knew that the so-called white flame was actually a strong murderous atmosphere.

According to Fatty, when his skill is the strongest, it is the keel casting handle, ivory casting blade, and it is enough to kill all enemies whose strength is almost the same as himself. Even if his enemy is far stronger than his own, he will be seriously injured, but the drawback of this skill is that the most powerful one is the first knife, and the latter It depends on your own ability.

And now, the fat man waved the knife and cut it down, and the void sneered harshly. With a knife, he cut through the void and cut it fiercely on the scorching sun.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and then a violent roar came, and the fat man was blown away, and the scorching sun, like a broken mirror, appeared countless cracks, and then burst.

A figure slowly emerged, with a gloomy face and a thin figure. He was dressed in red with a golden black tattoo, a long gun in his hand and a red mouth.

Lu Chong looked at the dress and was shocked. He remembered the fat man's advice to him when he saw the fat man for the first time.

"The blood inheritance of the school palace has always been unique."

It seems that Zheng Zhong is the blood inheritance of Jinwu. It seems that it is the blood left by the blood of the ancient nine Jinwu blood. No wonder he is against himself everywhere. Those who have the inheritance of Jinwu will eventually submit.

This horrible knife contained all the spirit of the fat man. Before defeating the enemy, the fat man suddenly became precarious. The man in red had a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were ferocious, and his whole body turned into a fire and rushed to the fat man.

The fat man stood up slowly with a knife and looked at the man in red with a ferocious smile. He roared and waved his huge knife again. A dense blood line appeared all over his body, and his whole body suddenly turned into a blood man.

"The secret method of fighting for life?!" Looking at this situation, everyone understands the effectiveness of this move. After all, such a terrible scene can only be created by the secret method of fighting for life.

It's close, it's close! The clear face of the man in red had appeared in the fat man's blood-red pupils, roaring and cutting out with a knife!

Hang!

The knives and guns intersect and makes a harsh impact sound. The man in red sneered and was about to fight back, but the fat man took the knife and hit it out again in an instant!

Hang! Hak! Hak!

The continuous impact sounded all over the world. In the back, it was no longer a simple metal impact, but a deafening thunder. The fat man completely fell into madness, and the dazzling knife light enveloped the two, emitting endless murderous intent.

The man in red was shocked. Every time he cut off, he felt a wave of spiritual power in his body. If he continued, he would definitely be shocked to death by continuous shocks.

"Open!" The man in red roared and emitted spiritual power all over his body. A round of hot sun emerged from behind his head, emitting strong pressure. There seemed to be golden black wings inside, and countless rune chains hit out in the air, which actually shattered the endless knife light.

When the man in red was relaxed, he found that the sky seemed to be dark. He was shocked and looked up.

A huge figure rose in the air, holding a huge knife in both hands, raised high above his head, and his pupils were red, revealing that the endless murderous intention was already indifferent.

Stab!

A tear sounded, and the figure of the fat man suddenly appeared on the ground. The tip of the knife drooped and trembled violently all over. The man in red held his long gun high and looked at the fat man. He touched around in surprise and laughed wildly.

"Haha, fat man, I thought you were awesome, just a bluff, hahaha... er, ah!"

The long gun suddenly broke, and a blood stain extended from the spiritual cover of the man in red. The man in red kept opening his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. Finally, it was difficult to say. He fell to the ground. Several people quickly came to the stage and carried it down for treatment.

The fat man laughed and his voice was low. Finally, he looked up and roared, and the huge knife was held high, as if to promote the supreme glory of his master.