The twenty-ninth floor of the Tower of Babel is a long canyon, the two sides of the canyon are ninety degrees of vertical cliffs, like a huge wall that extends straight to the sky, you can't see the top when you look up, the two sides of the canyon that are hundreds of meters wide can not leave, you can only move forward or backward.

The ground was yellow sand, and the wind swept up the yellow sand to make the air gray, like a hazy fog, and the shadow of an ordinary person standing in the canyon loomed.

The butcher knife stood within a faintly glowing line at the mouth of the valley, one hand pressed against his right arm, and his brow furrowed like a Sichuan character.

The name of the butcher knife sounds wild, but in fact he is just a young man with clear eyebrows, except that the weapon and fighting style are similar to the name, which are two curved blades.

He had already tried to enter the canyon to challenge his opponent in this level, but he was defeated in less than ten seconds.

"Is this my end?"

The butcher knife was a little unwilling, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of any way.

If this was outside, it would be possible to rely on teammates to support it, but now that it's inside the Tower of Babel, even the use of items is restricted, which is troublesome.

He took out a bottle of red potion and drank it, and then took out a small bottle, and poured out a lot of powder on the wounds on his body, and on him, a piece of leather armor had been broken and scrapped, and there were no less than twenty or thirty wounds on it, each of which was very long, and the bones were visible deeply.

The effect of the potion was very miraculous, and not long after drinking, the blood gushing out of the wound began to stop, healed, and returned to its original state in less than a minute, and only an imperceptible wound mark could be seen.

Taking a deep breath, the butcher knife clenched the curved blade broadsword with both hands and strode into the canyon.

The figure in the middle of the canyon immediately reacted, and rushed towards him quickly, and the two sides approached to see that this was a praying mantis man, with a humanoid body, a head very similar to a praying mantis, and a pair of forelimbs were not ordinary hands, but a pair of extremely sharp blade forelimbs.

This mantis man was very fast, and soon approached the butcher knife, his arms flashed as fast as lightning, and in an instant, more than a dozen heavy sword lights rose and slashed.

The reaction speed of the butcher knife was also extremely fast, he took a deep breath, his arms also vibrated rapidly, and the two knives in his hands were divided into two, then four, and then eight like illusions, and in an instant, more than a dozen knife lights slashed towards the mantis man.

As soon as the two sword lights touched, there was a crisp sound of clanging bells, as if every sword light was an entity.

No, it's not an image, it's an entity, and they're so fast that they look like phantoms, when in fact each transfiguration of a sword light is a real slash.

"So fast!"

Ye Qing stomped down, and a heavy aura of frost spread out from under his feet, covering the entire canyon in an instant.

Just a moment of contact, he was slashed more than a dozen times in a row, and his ten arms were not attacked by the next two hands, which surprised him, and he decisively turned on the aura effect.

It's just that the frost aura only reduces the movement speed, but not the attack speed, this mantis knife man's movement speed itself is super fast, and it is not slow down to a little bit, but the attack speed is getting faster and faster, and the arms are waving like a phantom flashing, with his eyesight, he can't see clearly, at least forty or fifty slashes in a second, this speed is beyond Ye Qing's response range, the frost aura only lasts for a few seconds and has to be replaced with an earth aura, adding fifteen points of defense Besides, the thirty points of life regeneration of the frost aura are not as effective as defense at this time.

Seriously, fortunately, he is fleshy enough, very fleshy, so that he can withstand this sword light in the sky, and it is difficult to stop ten arms no matter how he wields them.

In just three seconds, one hundred and twenty or thirty wounds were added to Ye Qing's body, and the speed of the attack was unprecedented for him, even the six arms of the six-armed snake demon on the previous layer could not be compared, and the speed of the six-armed snake demon when it finally broke out might be comparable to this mantis knife man... No, it should be the attack speed of the Mantis Juggernaut.

Ye Qing was sure that this mantis man was a sword saint, and he hadn't heard of a mantis man, even if the racial talent was speed, it hadn't reached this exaggerated level, only a sword saint could reach the point of fifty swords a second.

Fortunately, the strength of this mantis sword saint was suppressed at the first order, if the real sword saint was slashed by hundreds of swords in a second, the lethality was the real terror.

In the face of this perverted profession, Ye Qing did not hesitate, the hero skill roared and smashed down with a blow, and the terrifying shock wave collapsed with a blow to the sword light in the sky, setting off a thick layer of yellow sand and soil to forcibly rush the mantis sword saint away, and then soared into the sky, and a faint silver light spit out from the mouth of the head in front of him, and immediately fixed the mantis sword saint in place.

In the yellow sand in the sky, countless snow-bright sword lights overlapped together and turned into a dazzling silver blade and slashed down, the butcher knife's eyes froze, he shouted, his arms were closed, and the two curved blades were one, and the silver light flashed, turning into a huge curved blade and slashing into the overlapping sword light of the mantis sword saint.

"Boom!"

The sword light in the sky shattered, the silver light flashed, and the curved blade broadsword that was one of the butcher knives was shattered on the spot, and countless snow-bright sword lights flew to him over a short distance, and the blood and blood in the sky soared, and the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred in an instant.

"Sure enough, it's a sword master, I won't be wronged by defeat!"

As the Mantis Sword Saint approached him like a ghost, another heavy sword light rose in his cold eyes, and the figure of the butcher knife was instantly torn apart.

"The butcher's knife is defeated!"

On the projection of the Tower of Babel, the star representing the butcher's knife in the twenty-nine levels suddenly disappeared, and the entire human Babel Square suddenly became silent, until three seconds later, someone shouted:

"The butcher's knife was also defeated, and he was defeated at the twenty-ninth level."

"With the strength of the butcher's knife, it has only reached the twenty-ninth level, and I can't imagine how powerful those who have passed the thirty level are."

"What a pity..."

I don't know how many people look at the projection of the Tower of Babel and regret the failure of the butcher knife, to the point where the butcher knife is reached, ordinary human reincarnators will not have jealous thoughts, but will only have expectations, hoping that he can go further and be able to prove that human beings will not be inferior to other races.

Unfortunately, he still failed to defeat the Mantis Juggernaut and was defeated head-on.

"Now it's only a mystery, and I don't know if he'll be able to get through it."

"I hope we can, otherwise we will have no harvest this time!"

Just when everyone was discussing, suddenly the entire Babel space shook, and a thick pillar of light fell from the sky on the square, and the face of the reincarnation changed greatly, and he said in a trembling tone:

"Another peerless genius of another race has passed the thirtieth floor of the Tower of Babel!"

As soon as his voice fell, the pillar of light was retracted, and a statue of a demon with three eyes appeared in place, and the brute bull couldn't help but shout after just one glance:

"Isn't this the Eye of the End? He actually passed the thirtieth floor of the Tower of Babel? ”

But soon he came to his senses and whispered to himself:

"He is the boss's subordinate, he can pass the thirty floors, the boss can definitely pass the thirty floors, and he can go further."

In the Tower of Babel, Ye Qing's ten arms waved one after another, pressing the mantis sword saint who was locked in time and could not move to the ground and attacked wildly, the attack power of the mantis sword saint was explosive, but it still could not resist the influence of the power of time, plus he had slashed Ye Qing more than a hundred knives before, just the rebound of his space crystal wall was enough for this guy to suffer, this will be a round of violent beating without the power to resist, and the boundless sword saint with terrifying attack power will be beaten into a broken corpse.

This Mantis Juggernaut does not refer to the Hero Juggernaut, but a special class in the Ferendo Universe, with the most powerful attack power of all classes, and there is no one, theoretically even a full-time turret mage can't compare to this class.

With a super high attack, an attack speed of hundreds of knives in a second, and an explosive power that can be called invincible, a legendary sword master can easily kill those so-called ancient beasts when he is well prepared.

It's a pity that the Juggernaut class has a fatal weakness, that is, the defense is not high, and while getting a super high attack, the defense is sacrificed, so it is easy to be killed in the case of a sneak attack.

The same is true of this mantis sword saint, the attack power is explosive, but the defense is not good, Ye Qing only put two time locks, and he can easily kill it.

Of course, just because he can do it easily doesn't mean that others can do it, except for the unreasonable ability of the power of time, and the general control or restriction of spells is not at all a sword master.

Killing the Mantis Sword Saint, Ye Qing has already passed the twenty-ninth level, and the next level is the thirtieth level, as long as he can pass it, he can also set up a statue in the Tower of Babel of any reincarnation race, leaving a name for eternity.

Walking to the edge of the canyon, he took a deep breath and entered the next level, the flowers in front of him were dark, a pungent smell came to his face, and at the same time, he saw that the environment he was in was a black earth.

No, not the black earth, but ... In the Decaying Land, he looked up and saw a thick layer of gray mist in front of him, and vaguely, he could feel an unusually evil presence in the center of the mist.

"No, it won't!"

Ye Qing had a vague feeling in his heart, but he didn't dare to believe it.

"The grace of a cat, the strength of a bull, the patience of a bear, the insight of a owl, the cunning of a fox, the brilliance of an eagle, the acceleration, the power of the dragon, the magic armor, the accident."

He directly entered the state of the true body of creation, and the four heads continued to bless themselves with a series of spells, and one after another dense spell aura appeared on him, and invisible mana surged around him, dispelling the surrounding mist.

Ready for this, he took a deep breath and strode out of the safe area marked by the Tower of Babel, and in an instant, the mist in front of him rolled up, spreading out like a tide in all directions, and in the distance ahead, a mountain of meat rose, forming a huge mountain of more than ten meters high... Unspeakable creatures.

The body of this creature is composed of countless maggots, without a specific form, and it is constantly changing, and some tentacles composed of countless maggots are constantly dancing from time to time on its body.

The moment Ye Qing saw this existence, a series of prompts sounded on his prompt panel, but he didn't look at it, but stared at the indescribable existence tightly, his eyes were extremely solemn.