It was already nightfall, and the clock on the high street showed 6:45.

One hundred men in strong suits still stood next to the stage with bows and crossbows, and four hundred plainclothes guards also stood guard next to the center stage.

At this time, Lin Chenglong, Zhou Xuanfeng, Ge Mixing, Ni Zhen and several of his subordinates stood on the center stage, as well as two warriors.

There are only about fifteen or sixteen warriors selected by the Crow Dragon Walled City over the years, and now eighty percent of them have been beaten by Long Fei, and they have even been sent to the hospital, leaving two responsible for protecting Lin Chenglong, but Lin Chenglong looks at the strength of this year's Warrior Competition, and these two warriors are estimated to be only able to be placed as a vase by his side.

Li Deli, the designer of the stone pillar mechanism, stood not far from the center stage, while Lu Junzhu and Lin Xiaoshan sat near the audience closest to the ring, protected by several guards.

The eyes of the audience were focused on a few pillars, and everyone waited with bated breath, Long Fei holding the axe in his hand.

"I'm saying it again, the axe in my hand doesn't have eyes, don't blame me for killing innocents!" Long Fei said with a grim face.

This sentence was not only said to the black-clothed warrior in front, but also to Lin Chenglong.

Lin Chenglong clasped his hands around his chest and said, "Boy! If you can get through it, let's talk about it! The first four-word mantra has already made you hang the lottery, do you still dare to say that you are going to kill? ”

Sharpshooter Li Dao: "This young man's hands are handcuffed, and he can't use the axe to a large extent, so he dares to speak wildly? ”

Xiong Yi said: "As soon as he uses an axe, the rest of his body will be flawed, which is a kind of dialectic." ”

The twelve black-clothed warriors were as expressionless as robots.

Long Fei thought to himself: "They look expressionless, not shocked by honor and disgrace? Is it because of the training? ”

Long Fei's handcuffed hands slowly raised, his eyes showing a cold light, and the murderous moment paused.

Lord Lu asked, "Sister, it seems that the stinky hooligan is going to kill?" ”

Lin Xiaoshan, who was far away in the audience, said: "Sister, this beard is really powerful, but after years of training and testing in our formation, he may not survive the last level." ”

At this moment, blood was dripping from Long Fei's chest and back, and the two wounds were scratched because he broke into the formation.

The nano molecules of the dantian qi in Long Fei's body slowly flowed to the wound for repair, and Long Fei thought to himself: "Although the magic skill of turning shit is very good at repairing external injuries, according to the experience of the last spanking, it is estimated that it will take two or three days to heal." ”

"Boom, boom", the stone pillar moved horizontally to the left and right sides of Long Fei, and a stone pillar also moved horizontally in front of him.

Only then did Long Fei realize that there was an orbit on the ground: "This is the orbit of the moving stone pillar?" ”

Long Fei surrounded twelve warriors on the left and right, and three groups of warriors used grabbing, boring, and sticking.

"Grab" is four feet long, is caught, white bones can be seen, "boring" is seven feet long, a long sword in the middle, two crescent blades are embedded next to it, and the "stick" is a seven-foot eyebrow stick.

I saw six warriors grabbing, boring, and Qi Mei sticks to slash at Long Fei's head.