Dragon Soul Sword, Time Pattern, Emperor Yan Sword Dao, Second Sword Momentum, and Perfect Master of Death Sword, this sword is the sword that Zhou Fu has mastered this time, and it is the strongest sword he can use so far, and it is a sword that Zhou Fu uses with the belief that he will kill.

Even so, if it were on weekdays, Zhou Fu would not have been able to completely kill the manager head-on with this sword. Fortunately, Yunfeng did what he said, and he created an opportunity for Zhou Fu.

Yunfeng's killing intent borrowed from the sky, as well as the means of condensing the killing intent into the general trend, surprised Zhou Fu, and at the same time the power contained in it should not be underestimated, Rao is the manager who resisted with all his might, and also suffered a big loss under that blow, the manager at that moment, whether it was physical or psychological, was in the lowest state, Zhou Fu seized the opportunity of that moment, and finally killed it with the following grams.

Bang!

The Administrator's body fell straight on his back on the death arena, making a dull sound, as if a bomb had been thrown in this extremely silent space, and the space was blown up in an instant.

"That's an afterimage!"

At this time, someone finally spoke in a trembling voice, only to see that there were two circumferences on the field at this time, one on the left and one on the right standing on both sides of the manager's corpse, and then the circumferential figure on the left gradually turned into nothingness, and it was actually an afterimage.

The sword just now is almost to the extreme!

"I'm sorry, I haven't lived enough. ”

An indifferent voice sounded, and Zhou turned his head to look at the manager's corpse, a cold smile appeared on his pale face.

The victory or defeat of the battle, the battle of life and death, is not just based on the strength of the surface.

The crowd fell silent again, and their hearts were shocked to look at the dead corpse of the manager.

The manager of the seventh order of the martial artist actually died at the hands of Zhou Fu, a fourth-order martial artist cultivator, even if there was the help of the slave martial cultivator of the third order of the martial master, it made everyone feel as if they were in a dream.

Even if there is a small difference in martial arts, the difference in strength may be very large, and even in the same realm, two different people may have very different strengths, and those who can fight beyond the level are geniuses. But this time, Zhou Fu Yue third-order combat, a discerning person can see at a glance that above the hard power, Zhou Fu is definitely inferior to the manager, and the process of the battle also shows this, during which it is difficult for Zhou Fu to have the power to counterattack, but the final result is unexpected.

Recalling the beginning and end of this battle, everyone couldn't help but admire in their hearts.

Zhou Fu's strength is indeed inferior to that manager, but with his tenacious will, he forcibly approached and controlled the manager in the way he endured the injury, creating an opportunity for Yun Feng's long-standing blow, and Yun Feng also relied on this blow to create a killing opportunity for Zhou Fu.

That is to say, from the very beginning, Zhou Fu thought of the way to fight, using himself as a bait to attract the attention of the manager, and the price was the injury caused by the recklessness, he believed and persisted until Yunfeng was ready to strike, and finally took the manager's life with a life-fighting peak blow.

For this final blow, Zhou Fu gave almost everything, but fortunately, Yunfeng did not live up to his expectations.

"Ahem!"

The whole body was sore, his arms were full of holes, and he could see the bones under the flesh from all angles, as warm as jade. If it weren't for Bai Yu's immortal body, Zhou Fu wouldn't have dared to fight in this way of fighting for his life, otherwise he would probably have lost his life in the middle of the way

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It's fateful.

The blood at the corner of his mouth couldn't stop flowing, and he wiped it casually, and then took out a healing pill and threw it into his mouth, and a faint cool breath poured into the chaotic blue lotus, and then fed back, turning into a stronger healing power all over his body.

Chaos Qinglian was mistaken for healing Qinglian at the beginning, because it had the ability to heal, coupled with the self-healing power of his own **, the injuries on his body looked serious, but in fact, he could be healed in two days with a little cultivation.

"This guy ......"

Wei Shui's soft watery pupils rippled, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and sure enough, this guy gave her a big surprise again.

"The people of the seventh order of martial arts have all died in your hands. ”

Wei Shuirou secretly said in her heart, recalling Zhou Fu's last sword, and she also felt amazing in her heart.

"But that sword ......"

She frowned slightly, that black and hideous dragon head sword, was it a martial soul or a weapon? Immediately, her gaze fell on Yun Feng, who was sitting on the ground and was panting heavily, and muttered, "This is an unexpected joy." ”

At this time, Yun Feng's pupils were actually a faint red, or the bloody color was more appropriate, and there was still a trace of killing intent left on his body, not a killing intent aimed at anyone, just like something that was born hidden in his body.

"Can't die, can you?"

The light of the chaotic blue lotus converged, the indifference in Zhou Wei's eyes dissipated, and he casually threw a healing pill to Yun Feng, Yun Feng did not have any politeness, swallowed it directly, and grinned with some difficulty: "I have no other merits in this person, but my life is hard." ”

Swish!

At this time, outside the death arena, one after another figures quickly came, and the target was the death arena.

Zhou Fu's eyes froze, Yun Feng's eyes soared, and he looked at Luo Fu, who was already frightened stupidly: "Zhou Fu, he must die!"

Yun Feng's voice was cold, he hadn't forgotten that it was this person who just shouted that he wanted to domesticate Zhou Fu into a slave for him to drive for the rest of his life.

Zhou Fu looked at Luo Fu lightly, Luo Fu's face was instantly filled with fear, his body trembled involuntarily, and he was frightened by Zhou Fu's eyes and retreated. He couldn't believe that Zhou Fu had actually killed that Martial Master Seventh Order administrator, and he suspected that something was wrong with this world.

"I ...... I was wrong, spare me!"

He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, without the slightest idea of wanting to fight Zhou Fu, even the administrator of the seventh order of the martial artist died at the hands of Zhou Fu, how could he fight Zhou Fu.

"Didn't you just want me to be a slave?"

Zhou Fu slowly raised his right hand, and a gray-black flame quietly rose.

Luo Fu's body trembled even more, and he shook his head frantically: "No, no!"

Then he looked at the rapidly approaching figure outside the death arena and shouted, "Save me!"

This is a death arena, there are many people from their Luo family, if Zhou Fu dares to kill him, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, thinking of this, a trace of hope appeared in his heart.

Many people outside the death arena heard Luo Fu's shouts and came towards the death arena one after another, but it didn't take long for their faces to change and suddenly stopped.

Wei Shuirou didn't know when she had stood up, and stood quietly in the aisle, her eyes were full of indifference, not at all as soft as when facing the surroundings in the past

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She is the real her at this time.

"Wei Shuirou!"

Those people looked at Wei Shuirou with jealous expressions, but none of them dared to make a move against Wei Shuirou, and then stepped forward to rescue Luo Fu.

"Why are you still stunned!"

Luo Fu shouted at them with an anxious face, but it made this group of people grit their teeth and secretly scolded this idiot young master for provoking Wei Shuirou.

"Whoever wants to go over, can come and try. ”

Wei Shuirou glanced at those people indifferently, her voice was calm, but it contained endless arrogance.

Zhou Fu glanced at Wei Shuirou in some surprise, this was the first time he had seen Wei Shuirou like this, and Wei Shuirou in his eyes should be quite gentle.

Luo Fu's heart was shocked, that Wei Shuirou actually helped Zhou Fu so much. At this time, Zhou Fu's right hand had been raised, and the Hellfire jumped in his right hand, locking on Luo Fu.

"What do you want?"

Luo Fu asked confidently, he knew that since Wei Shuirou said so, he would never let anyone come to save him.

Zhou Fu ignored him and turned his head to look at Yunfeng: "Yunfeng, how did they treat you?"

Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "If you are obedient, you can live if you can win." Disobedient, but worthwhile, there are various punishments. Disobedient and worthless, scrapped. ”

Zhou Fu nodded slightly, and then looked at Luo Fu indifferently: "You so-called nobles, like to let people be slaves, right, you have the power of life and death of slaves, right?" ”

Luo Fu shook his head frantically, ignored Zhou Fu, and continued: "Although I also want you to taste what it is like to be a slave, it's a pity that I don't have that patience, so I'll let you taste what you did to slaves. ”

The corners of Luo Fu's mouth twitched, and he roared with a hideous face: "Didn't you hear, why don't you come and save me!"

Those who wanted to save Luofu looked anxious and ready to move. saw that Wei Shuirou's body was filled with a terrifying killing intention, which made people feel like falling into an ice cellar. Her black hair danced wildly, and she looked at these people coldly like a grim reaper: "If you move, you will die." ”

Wei Shuirou's voice was very calm and slight, but it made the few people who were about to move swallow their saliva, and their footsteps stopped unconsciously.

Luo Fu finally gave up completely letting the people outside come to rescue him, and looked at Zhou Fu in horror: "I can give you anything, martial arts, spirit stone treasures, as long as you let me go!"

Zhou Fu sneered, after today, there is already an irreconcilable hatred between him and the Luo family, not only because he killed the manager of the Luo family, but also because the people of the Luo family made Yunfeng a slave, and Luo Fu wanted to make him a slave.

"If you move me, the Luo family won't give up!"

Seeing that the lure didn't work, Luo Fu could only threaten inwardly.

"Idiot, if I were afraid of your Luo family, would I still make a move on you on the enrollment day of the Sixiang National Academy. ”

Zhou Fu no longer had the slightest hesitation, and with a wave of his right hand, the dark fire smashed into Luo Fu's abdomen, instantly invading and scorching his dantian.

"Ahh

A miserable cry sounded, and Luofu's dantian was completely burned by the dark fire, and his cultivation was completely lost.

"In my opinion, even if you become a slave, it is worthless, so abolish your cultivation and thank me for my grace of not killing. ”

Zhou Fu picked up Yunfeng with one hand, turned around and no longer looked at Luo Fu.

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