The blood flowed like a river, and for a while, the killing circle was directly torn open by the sealed dust and the three hundred heroic souls, and the heroic souls with blue and white light on their bodies ignored physical attacks at all, and they were all extremely fierce, like a battlefield meat grinder.

A spear was thrown into the air from Leonidas' hand, and the Moorish who fled, flapping his wings, was pierced out, and four or five Moors were pierced through, like a string of sugar gourds, and the spear shattered into stars in an instant, and then a spear glowing with blue and white light appeared in the hand of Leonidas' heroic spirit.

"Kill!"

The rain grew more and more intense, and the last ten thousand or so Moors roared and roared up, and there were only three hundred Spartan Heroes here in the dust, including him.

The dense rain couldn't cover Feng Chen's eyes, and the violent roar couldn't shake Feng Chen's heart, he was already murderous, and the spear in his hand turned into a long dragon like a giant python, constantly harvesting the Moors around him.

"Array!!" Feng Chen burst into a shout, the Heroic Spirit only has the instinct to fight, and if you want to win this battle, someone must command it, after all, the number of individuals varies greatly.

"Array!" A rough voice came from the Spartan Heroic Spirit, and Dusty followed the sound, and found that Leonidas and Captain Kepton were expressionless, just repeating the words of Dusty in their mouths.

In an instant, the entire two hundred and ninety-nine heroic spirits formed a fan, Feng Chen stood in front of him with a spear in his hand, under his wide hood was a pair of eyes full of endless scarlet, and the scarlet cloak of the two hundred and ninety-nine heroic spirits behind him swayed with the wind and rain, they were like a god of war, he turned his head and glanced at the once extremely familiar faces again, and he only had gratitude in his heart.

Li Shuang stared blankly, every cell in her body was trembling, and she felt indescribable feelings in her heart, and then from the pouring rain came the crazy roar of Feng Chen.

"My home has been invaded! I need your help! Today! Let's fight together! Today! I need you to accompany me to kill all these invaders! Today! Fight the abyss with me! ”

"Roar!!" Three hundred people, including Feng Chen, raised their spears, with momentum like rainbows, and the roar shook the sky!

Everyone raised their guns to the ground, holding their shields in front of them.

The guns are like blood, the cold is sharp, the heavy shield is on the ground, and it is as immobile as a mountain!

"Charge!!"

With the order of Feng Chen, the counterattack was completely launched, like a counter-arrow shot into the torrent, breaking through countless barriers, interspersed back and forth on the battlefield, and like a long sword, directly blocking the rushing river, three hundred people were noisy, the Moors flying in the sky were shot by a rain of guns, and the ground could not be stopped at all, and the high temperature red flames flying out of the wings could not hurt any heroic spirit at all, and the drifting heavy rain was directly extinguished.

Heaven helps, people help, there is no suspense in this battle of enemies, until Feng Dust twists off the head of the last Moor. There was no place to put your feet on the ground, and there were broken corpses and bright red blood everywhere.

In the first round, there were 10,000 enemies, and finally ended with a victory in sealing the dust.

"Won the ......" at this moment Li Shuang burst into tears, she could no longer hold her crumbling body, and sat paralyzed in the water, she tensed her nerves from the beginning of this challenge, first despair, until the three hundred people with fantasy colors appeared and regained hope, she not only cried with a low head.

"We ...... Won ......"

And the face of the Moldagens in the sky was extremely ugly, he had been in a state of uneasiness since Feng Chen took out the gun, until Feng Chen killed the last Moor, he roared angrily: "Impossible! ”

"There can't be anything like this in this plane!" After all, Moldagens was the leader of a clan in the Abyss, and the things summoned by Sealed Dust resembled some kind of soul body, but unlike those fragile soul bodies, the momentum of each Heroic Spirit glowing with blue and white light moved it.

"How can the soul have such a strong power!!"

"Nothing is impossible...... "At this moment, the spear pointed at Moldagens in the air, and his face was cold, "When will the second game start?" ”

"A day later." Moldagens gritted his teeth and said, his pure black eyes were extremely evil, and at this moment it roared: "Human! You won't survive the next round! Even if you are the strongest person in this plane, you will not survive the next round! Let's be honest! Tribes like ours are thousands in the abyss, you have killed! You're proud! It's all a drop in the bucket of the abyss! If you still have your senses, surrender early! ”

"And then?" Feng Chen said disdainfully, his expression disappointed Moldagens, because he didn't have that desperate look, "Since there are still ten minutes to do something meaningful." ”

"What do you want to do?" Moldagens felt a pang in his heart.

"Kill!" At this moment, the dust gun pointed at the Moorish clan in the sky, since there is a truce between the challenge and the humans, then you can rest assured to fight!

"Human! You are crazy! "Moldagens didn't expect this human being in front of him to be so brainless, don't you need to take a break or think about how to deal with it now! It has seen those brave people who have passed the first round of the challenge, and it is undoubtedly not resting for tomorrow's challenge, how can there be such a madman!!

"I can't represent human beings, I can only represent myself, I just see that you are unhappy!" Feng Dust said fearlessly, although the Moors all over the sky were angry, the 20,000 Moors who died at the hands of Feng Dust said that it was not angry It was false! Even though they died in the noble challenge, it can't erase the hatred of a tribe!

"You two are going to make a truce, but I don't plan a truce!" Feng Chen yelled, he must bite off a piece of flesh from the Moorish today.

"Good! Very good! Moldagens laughed angrily, and a wave of his hand rang out from high in the air.

"Our warriors! Who among you are friends or family members who joined the 20,000 in the Bloody Challenge? Give you a chance! Those who want revenge come out! ”

"Me!" In an instant, the sky shook, and countless Moors flew out, and a new torrent gathered in the black oppressive area, even more than before, and even more cruel!

"Great Juggernaut! I, Moldagens, tell you according to the rules! Moldagens bowed deeply in the direction of the rift at this moment, and in the face of the rift that stopped pouring out of the Moores, Moldagens was extremely religious.

"Your humble servant should be promised by you!" Moldagens said again, and when he turned back, he looked at Feng Chen's eyes like a dead man, and glanced at the countless clansmen who had asked for battle.

"The Great Juggernaut allows! Go ahead! My people! Whoever kills that human can be rewarded with a first victory in the Bloody Challenge in his place! ”

"Roar!" Countless Moorish people's eyes were hot, Feng Chen's eyes narrowed, he was also fearless, as for what kind of reward it was, it depended on whether these miscellaneous people could get it!

"Array! Phalanx of spearmen! Sealing Dust roared, facing the magma-colored torrent that poured down from the sky again.

Li Shuang on the side was already stunned by this sudden change, and she held her forehead and muttered, "Sure enough...... It's true that Crazy Dust is uploaded on the Internet...... "She can't understand why the game is over and she is still provoking a war?" Could it be?

I have to say that the woman's brain circuit is rather weird, Li Shuang thought for a moment that there were still many people in the city who had not been evacuated, so she showed a touch of emotion.

"Is he stalling for the survivors? So that the government has enough time to save civilians? ”

"He's such a nice guy......"

If Feng Chen could have mind reading, he would definitely say that you think too much, he just looked at this group of miscellaneous people and was unhappy, why did he invade our world and put on a lofty posture? Why should we do what they do? If you say a truce, a truce! Why!

Whose fist is bigger? Seal the dust with extreme disdain, this set of theories of the jungle will not tell me! Because the strong never talk nonsense! Fight if you want to! Although he is only an insignificant little minion under the collision of the two large planes, he still has to make his own voice, and he said before that he will do his best to block the abyss.

Then, it's up to fate to decide.

Raising his hand to tear a hypocrite in half, Feng Dust did not reserve his strength, he turned on the form of the war hammer again, and vigorously blasted the air to the side, the air produced a violent explosion at the moment, and the dozen or so Moors who had not yet rushed to kill were directly torn apart, he was not afraid that his physical strength would not be able to keep up, as long as the time for the Heroic Soul Blood Spear was not up to seal the dust, he would dare to fight without scruples!

When the rain is still falling, the blood on the ground continues to collect rainwater, and while being diluted by the rain, it continues to flow into fresh blood, slowly forming patches of bright red puddles, and the real blood flows into a river.

At this time, the pictures of the drones in the capital and the major military regions finally lit up, and everyone was shocked by everything in front of them while being excited.

Countless corpses, red covering all parts of Area 13, on the walls, on the road, even the fluttering white flowers are struggling in the blood water, and a torrent in the picture continues to wash a square team, hundreds of warriors who emit this blue and white light are holding spears and constantly harvesting the lives of the abyssal people, especially the man at the front, smashing the bodies of more than a dozen Moorish people with one punch, and tearing several Moors in half, it is simply bloody and violent beyond words, Just through the picture, you can feel a strong smell of blood and cruelty.

"Sealing the Dust ......" Leng Ran and Lu Li solemnly looked at the sealing dust who kept fighting, they didn't expect that from the beginning of the abyss to the present, the sealing dust was still fighting, and it seemed that they were at ease.

"Sure enough, the person who knows that trick is not trivial!" Lu Li muttered.

"Shut up!" Leng Ran scolded, she was eager to know the specific situation over there, not only her, but also some bigwigs in the entire Huaxia Military Region, including the Beijing Military Commission, were also eager to know, but there was no specific situation at all.

And there is only one person who knows the specific situation, and that is the war correspondent in the middle of the battlefield, Li Shuang.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer Moors besieging him, until Feng Chen could not see any Moors besieging him in the rain, Feng Chen was like the king of the battlefield, looking up to the sky and roaring, and no Moorish guy dared to look at him anywhere in his eyes, because they were killed by this person and the heroic spirit behind him.

"You bastards! Who else will come up and die!! ”

Hanging in the sky, Moldagens' face was full of killing intent, but it couldn't make a move, the bloody challenge had its own rules, and the will of the master could not be violated, and these hundreds of heroic spirits had superb combat skills, and the cooperation was extremely perfect, everyone was the king of the battlefield on the battlefield, and the individual could not be killed at all, and the huddle was only sent to death, and the opposite huddle was not 1+1=2 strength, but increased exponentially, and he also underestimated the leading human being, damn it! Doesn't he feel tired! How could this slime-weak junk plane have such a strong group of people!

If there are tens of thousands of such people, unless the regular army of the abyss comes, the advance army will not be able to resist it at all!

The scarred Feng Chen never used Devouring again, he felt that his body was extremely uncomfortable, as if something was about to break out of the shell, as long as he could gnaw a piece of meat from the abyss in this battle today, Feng Chen said that he would not lose.

As for how to measure it, depending on the individual, sometimes it is true that you can stay in Qingshan, but Feng Chen doesn't want to be like this today, when he didn't meet existence, he felt like a marionette, all of his own was a performance, and the script or something was written, this feeling made him very unhappy, so he chose to change cities, one after another, just like escaping.

Yes, you can't adapt, you can only be eliminated, and only by doing what you don't want to do can you satisfy your fate.

However, there are some people who like to cut their own threads, make themselves scarred, and only want to live what they want.

Even if some are as noble as the stars above the nine heavens, and some are as humble as the weeds on the road.

The same is true for sealing the dust, when you sigh that the years are quiet, there is always someone to carry the weight for you.

So, for existence, Dust is grateful for it.

It's that simple.