In the second game, Luo Bing personally selected an outer disciple, this disciple was burly, sturdy, and looked like a hard hand.

However, Longchen still didn't assign anyone to go up, and seeing that Longchen didn't have any instructions, an outer disciple of the Heaven and Earth Society jumped up.

That disciple Long Chen knew, when he was in the assessment of the other courtyard, when he crossed the strange river with a tiger mouth fish, Long Chen saved his life.

He was originally Qi Xin's subordinate, but thanks to Longchen's kindness, he informed Qi Xin of framing Xiaoxue, and Longchen admitted him to the Heaven and Earth Society.

This kid's name is Zhu Feng, his talent is good, and among the outer disciples, he can be regarded as a leader, seeing him go up, Longchen nodded, and another 80,000 merit points slowly ran this way.

The burly man opposite, who was also in the middle of the Yi Jin Realm, glanced at Zhu Feng, who was only in the early stage of Yi Jin, and said disdainfully:

"You're not my opponent, get out of here, or you'll die"

"Let's do it" Zhu Feng shook his head and gently took out his long sword.

"Okay, since you want to die, I'll fulfill you"

The burly man snorted coldly, and there was an extra broadsword in his hand, which seemed to be not light, and it was estimated that he himself was good at strength.

"Buzz"

With a swing of the long sword, the person rushed towards Zhu Feng, and the whole person was like a phantom, domineering.

The disciples on the side of the 36th Courtyard applauded one after another, and among the outer disciples, that burly man was the most powerful.

He is not only strong in cultivation, but also his strength in strength, and when he fights, he can take a great advantage.

Seeing the burly man slashing with a sword, Zhu Feng didn't seem to see the broadsword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into the opponent's heart, castrating quickly and quickly.

The burly man couldn't help but be startled, that blow was clearly a trick to end together, even if he wanted to end up together, he had to find a way to end up when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, how could he come up and end up together?

What he didn't know was that this was the way Dragon Dust instilled the fighting method in the crowd on the battlefield:

Desperate is one of the most effective ways to kill, but it doesn't work for everyone, so it depends on the person.

Desperately look for those who are normal-minded, greedy for life and afraid of death, as long as you work hard, they will immediately soften.

Because they're going to be afraid, they're going to be afraid, they're going to fight for their lives, so you're half the winner.

However, this method does not work for everyone, except for the madman and fool, only the true warrior is not afraid of death and dares to die with you.

And the real warriors have long looked down on life and death, fearless and fearless, how can they be so vain and coaxing like the group of people in front of them?

So Zhu Feng didn't think about it, as soon as he came up, it was a lose-lose move, in the thinking of these disciples in the other courtyard, their lives were picked up, and the dragon dust was snatched back from the hands of death.

They have already earned it, and they don't care if they lose it, so they dare to work hard, and they can show an indomitable momentum in their bones.

Seeing that Zhu Feng did not block his broadsword, which made the burly man's face change, he naturally did not want to lose with others, so he hurriedly blocked the broadsword in his hand.

The two swords collided, after all, the burly man was powerful, and he took advantage of his cultivation, and Zhu Feng was shocked back a few steps.

The burly man snorted coldly: "But that's it"

The broadsword in his hand slashed at Zhu Feng again, this time with greater power, and the blow just now was just a temptation.

The second sword was even faster, and almost when it was about to slash at Zhu Feng, the long sword in Zhu Feng's hand stabbed straight into the opponent's lower abdomen.

However, Zhu Feng's speed was not as fast as the other party, if he followed this posture, the opponent's long sword would be one point faster and slash at his shoulder.

However, Zhu Feng's sword did not waver at all, your sword can cut me in two, and my sword can also pass through your dantian, and you will be useless if I die.

The burly man saw that Zhu Feng's face had always been calm, and he didn't have any gritted teeth, and at first thought that he was just scaring himself.

But he found out that he was wrong, this bastard was not afraid of death at all, and it was clear that before he died, he would also catch a cushion.

Originally, the burly man was also a ruthless person among those outer disciples, and he was ruthless, and many disciples were injured by him.

But in these years, the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal are also afraid of not dying, in this world, there are few who are not afraid of not dying.

Seeing that the tall and thin man was defeated before, he was still full of disdain, but now that he is facing Zhu Feng, he finally understands the bitterness of the tall and thin man.

The long sword in his hand was only an inch away from slashing at the opponent's body, but the burly man insisted on retracting the long sword and blocking the sword in front of his lower abdomen.

"Snort"

Because it was a change of move, the speed was slower than Zhu Feng, although he blocked Zhu Feng's sword at the last moment, but the tip of the sword was already on his lower abdomen, cutting a long hole in his clothes.

The burly man could even feel a chill in his abdomen, thanks to which he had retracted his attack, otherwise he would have died or been useless.

This blow made the sweat on the burly man's face come down, looking at Zhu Feng's calm face, he was so ruthless, this is not a matter of taking his own life at all.

Airplanes!

When the burly man was frightened, Zhu Feng had already killed with a sword, and his tricks were extremely powerful, not seeking power, but seeking to kill.

This is also the reason why Dragon Dust does not let them learn in ordinary times, and the competition will affect their habit of shooting, and the purpose of fighting is to kill each other, not child's play.

The example in front of him is the best proof that that burly man is much higher than Zhu Feng in terms of cultivation and combat strength.

But under Zhu Feng's lifeless attack, he became constrained, looking forward and backward, and he couldn't give full play to his abilities.

This is also what Longchen told them: when two people fight, the more afraid of death is, the easier it is to die.

Only by transcending the shackles of death and getting rid of the fear of death can you make yourself absolutely calm, feel the changes in your surroundings, capture every flaw of the enemy, and exert your most powerful power.

Defeating the strong with the weak is not really defeating the strong with the weak, but giving full play to one's strongest place and attacking the weakest place of the opponent.

In terms of exercises, combat skills, cultivation, strength, mind, and will, Zhu Feng is far weaker than the other party.

However, Zhu Feng completely destroyed the opponent's confidence with the strength of his will, and made the opponent's combat power plummet, which is a typical point to break the surface.

The burly man, except for the first move, had the upper hand, and after the second move, he embarked on the old path of the first disciple.

Because Zhu Feng's moves are ruthless and he fights for his life, especially Zhu Feng's face is always calm, which is even more terrifying than his hideous face.

Tang Wan'er couldn't help but shake her head, looked at the dragon dust, the posture of the previous disciple, and learned seven or eight points.

And this Zhu Feng actually learned the expression of the dragon dust to nine points, and the breathtaking calmness is simply too similar.

Tang Wan'er felt a burst of amusement when she thought about it, almost all of the disciples in the other courtyard regarded Longchen as an idol, in fact, no one knew that Longchen was not even seventeen years old, and she was one year younger than her.

It's just that Longchen has a calmness and calmness that doesn't match his age, and he has wisdom far beyond his peers, so everyone thinks that he may be in his early twenties.

Seeing Longchen leaning comfortably on the chair, Tang Wan'er's heart felt warm, and it felt so good to have Longchen by her side.

She found herself relying more and more on dragon dust, as if as long as there was dragon dust, even if the sky fell, his shoulders could carry it.

"Boom"

There was a bang in the ring, which suddenly interrupted Tang Wan'er's thoughts, and hurriedly looked at the ring, only to see Zhu Feng's left arm hanging down, and his arm was broken into several sections.

And the burly man opposite him, one hand covering his throat, blood flowing from his fingers, a look of fear.

"You lost"

Although Zhu Feng's arm was broken into several sections, his face did not have any expression, and a long sword pointed at the other party and said coldly.

The audience was silent, everyone could see the move just now, Zhu Feng blocked a broadsword with his arm, but the long sword slashed through the opponent's throat.

If Zhu Feng's long sword leaned forward a little further, then it would not be a throat cut, but a human head would fall to the ground.

The man's throat had been slit, he could no longer speak, his eyes were full of fear, and he hurriedly jumped out of the ring.

As soon as he jumped out of the ring, someone immediately stepped forward to rescue, and a wood cultivator stepped forward to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.

If a mortal's throat is cut, he will basically die, but for a cultivator, it is nothing to suppress the blood flow.

It's just that there was a wound in his neck, which made the man panic, plus he escaped death, where did he dare to stay in the ring.

With the defeat of this person, the hearts of the disciples on this side of the 36th Courtyard sank, this group of guys is too ruthless.

"Bastards, you're so ruthless"

Luo Bing's face turned blue with anger, they were not good at this kind of fighting method at all.

"Ruthless?"

Long Chen smiled disdainfully: "This is also called ruthless, that can only show that you are too naïve and ignorant."

You can ask every brother around me, which one didn't crawl out of the pile of dead people, enemies of the same rank, and which one didn't kill hundreds?

The battle of the cross-level is just a daily routine, and we all walked along the way with the bones and flesh of the evil disciples.

When we are facing the test of blood and fire, you are all lying in the honey pot and coquettish, you are worthy to compare with us, and you dare to look down on us? It's funny!"

With Long Chen's words, all the disciples of the other courtyard were proud from the bottom of their hearts, and they felt that their blood was hot again, as if they had returned to the battlefield where they fought with Long Chen.

"Don't talk nonsense, you lost again in the second game, hurry up and give the money" Longchen secretly scolded himself for talking to her, don't you come over and slap our faces, then come on.

"Don't worry, I, Luo Bing, will never rely on the accounts of a group of beggars" Luo Bing snorted coldly, and threw his nameplate over with a shake of his hand, asking Elder Tufang to collect it himself.

One is that she believes that Tu Fang will not dare to charge more merit points for her, and the other is that if she does it herself, the feeling of cutting meat is very bad.

When the nameplate returned to Luo Bing's hand again, there was another 80,000 merit points missing from the nameplate in his hand.

Although Luo Bing tried her best to pretend to be indifferent, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, indicating that she was not in a very good mood.

"Hmph, in the next game, let's change the level, and the core disciples will fight" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net