There is no need to speak, but the murderous aura and a look on this body have already made many people cold.

No matter how strong the blood knife is, it can't face the two masters of Sun Zhengdong and Qinglong at the same time.

When the green dragon's murderous aura condensed, and his cold eyes stared at the blood knife, the blood knife retreated.

"Blood knife, come on, make a break." Qinglong hooked his finger at the blood knife and said, "I don't need help from others, I will definitely kill you today!" ”

Sun Zhengdong was taken aback when he heard Qinglong's words.

From the battle between the green dragon and that monster, he could already see that the strength of that monster was not far from that of the green dragon. And it is possible that it really imitates all the surnames of Qinglong.

After a battle between the two sides that are evenly matched, I am afraid that even if Qinglong wins, it will consume a huge amount.

I didn't expect that as soon as Qinglong came out, he would challenge the blood knife.

This is equivalent to fighting two masters in a row, and he can't go crazy. In the third-level battlefield, no one dared to do this.

"Qinglong, join forces to kill him, this old guy's talent is very weird." Sun Zhengdong proposed on the side of the war.

"Thank you. I'm not used to sieges, though. Qinglong nodded and said, "Mr. Sun, you stand back, I'll come here for this person." ”

Sun Zhengdong wanted to say something, but finally stopped. In singles, he really can't beat the bloody knife, at most he is guaranteed to be undefeated for a short time.

The eyes of the bloody knife in blood-colored armor spewed fire, thinking of the tragic death of his son, Zhang Feng roared and pounced, and said sharply: "Qinglong, today the old man and you can only live one." ”

What organization, what overall situation is bigger than a family feud?

At first, he was worried that Sun Zhengdong and Qinglong would join forces, so he retreated.

Now, Qinglong actually wants to fight him alone, so what is he afraid of?

The bloody knife in blood-colored armor moved like a wave of blood, and wherever it passed, a piece of sand and stone was shaken in all directions.

At this time, the blood knife, the momentum and strength condensed to the peak when fighting Sun Zhengdong.

And the hatred for Qinglong made him stand at the peak of his strongest strength, and the potential that his whole body could activate was activated.

Under this punch, the blood knife thought that even Qinglong would not dare to take it hard.

Zhang Feng looked at the huge body moving five meters high, and the suppressed aura when he pounced, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Zhang Feng raised his hand and swung his shield towards the fist of the blood knife and smashed it, and the two forces collided, creating a momentum that was not weaker than that of the battle with the simulated beast.

Rumble!

The waves of qi slammed into all directions, and cracks appeared on the flame shield.

The figure of the blood knife shook slightly, and he laughed fiercely: "Qinglong, you are dead today." Think you're invincible with just one piece of equipment? Without equipment, you're just a wretched worm. Today, I'm going to show you the power of the fourth form of genetic mutation. ”

The bloody knife hit it successfully, and he shot again with confidence.

Rumble.

Zhang Feng did not retreat, but advanced, took the shield and pointed the gun at the fist of the blood knife.

In front of his five-meter body, Zhang Feng looked like a young child.

However, it was this small body that was stabbed out with a single shot that actually stopped the fist the size of a bloody knife like a pot lid.

Immediately after, Zhang Feng's arm was forced, shaking the fist of the blood knife away.

Two rays of light flashed in the Blood Knife's heart, and at the same time, he was surprised and determined to kill the green dragon.

is already so hot now, and if it continues to develop, I am afraid that the outcome will be unpredictable.

Two people fought together, like a battle between giants and dwarves.

But the attack on both sides did not flinch, punch to fist, elbow to elbow, and the air burst with every blow that hit in one place.

The blood knife became more and more ferocious, and circles of blood began to appear on the blood armor on his body.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly, initially he wasn't sure what the Blood Knife's talent was.

But now he knew!

The talent of the Blood Knife is a rare Weeping Blood.

During battle, the blood of the Blood Knife will continue to boil and then evaporate from the body. This is the formation of the first blood gas. When the blood qi is condensed on the surface of the body, it will resemble an exoskeleton armor that enhances its ability, called the outer blood armor.

The more blood evaporates, the higher its power will be.

In this way, the blood of the talent owner will be lost, and if the physical skills are not good, I am afraid that he will die from excessive blood loss.

The gene mutation will fully activate the potential of all parts of the body, and even the hematopoietic function will be increased several times.

This ability is characterized by a ferocious attack, and the more ferocious it is, the faster its combat power increases.

But the downside is that once the battle starts, the talent will actively operate and will not stop until the battle stops. And the combat power is not infinitely improved. Once the gift's hematopoietic function reaches its limit and the battle cannot be stopped, the talent will die of lack of blood.

Blood Knife believed that this talent was enough to crush the green dragon to death in battle.

He was confident.

Zhang Feng was disdainful of this. In terms of combat power improvement, the Berserker Angel is not weaker than the Blood Weeping Technique.

The strength of the two people is equal, if they continue to fight like this, they will die with a bloody knife.

And Zhang Feng is about to abandon his equipment and embark on the route of improving his own strength, and he is missing a cornerstone to increase his combat experience.

The Blood Knife is here, which is exactly what Zhang Feng expected.

The two of them fisted to the flesh, and the hand-to-hand combat was extremely bloody.

Zhang Feng's magic shield shattered again after cooling down in an instant, and the Glory Suit was already full of cracks, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

But Zhang Feng is also getting braver and braver, fighting with the bloody knife, and his body is less than two meters away, every time he is hard with the bloody knife, he is completely undefeated.

In front of Zhang Feng's eyes, the silver words kept beating, the bloodline of the berserker angel had been activated, and his strength was constantly growing.

Ten pounds, twenty pounds, thirty pounds......

In just half an hour, counting the battle in the simulated beast, his own strength has increased by one hundred catties again.

Counting the threefold caste promotion of the Berserker Angel, this time the strength of three hundred catties has been increased.

And the blood knife is not falling behind, and the blood spurs are getting denser and denser in the battle.

Every time the two attacked, the ground rumbled and trembled, like a tank running over.

The people around were dumbfounded, and the two people in their eyes were simply two violent madmen, each punch was enough to penetrate a tank.

Sun Zhengdong looked at the muscles on his face.

Now the combat power of the Blood Knife is probably close to fifteen thousand. And the green dragon was completely fearless, and the blood knife hit head-on.

Long Yue's mouth opened slightly, even in the third-level battlefield, it was rare to see such a fierce battle.

"Uncle Sun, is this a second-level battlefield?" Long Yue really didn't believe that there was someone in the second-level battlefield who could fight with a master like Blood Knife until now.

"I doubt it too." Sun Zhengdong suppressed the surprise in his heart, gasped and said, "If you don't see it with your own eyes, you definitely can't believe it." The covenant, terrible, terrible. ”

Sun Zhengdong glanced at the remaining Suzaku and the others.

That white tiger is also more than 9,000 combat power, and he has not shown his talent so far, and he is not weaker than Wu Daodao.

Suzaku's speed is like lightning, and it's not an exaggeration to call it a ghost when it's speed on the battlefield.

And that Xuanwu, which is also hidden, is not fighting with all its strength in the Misty Zone.

If such four people appear on the third-level battlefield, the three-legged pattern there may be rewritten because of these four people.

War!

In the center of the field, the ground has already been trampled into sand by two people.

With a punch, the smoke and dust danced in the wind, sweeping through the air like a tail dragged by a meteor.

Long Yue's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she felt more and more that this green dragon was mysterious.

Sun Zhengdong rubbed his eyes, his eyes had been inseparable from the battlefield for half a minute, even if he answered Long Yue's words, he would rather use his afterglow than look away from others for half a minute.

The more I looked at him, the more horrified I became.

Because he actually saw the figure of the blood knife shaking slightly in a gun and fist fight, but Qinglong shook without half a minute, and one leg was pumped towards the lower leg of the blood knife.

Chen Yu and Li Qian looked at Qinglong's back, and always felt a little familiar, but they couldn't remember it vaguely.

Maybe it's because I've watched the battle video of the blue dragon, so I feel this way, right?

Neither of them thought much of it.

The hatred in the eyes of the blood knife was very deep, but as the battle began, a little fear began to emerge.

Zhang Feng is more and more fierce in the war, and the more he fights, the stronger his self-confidence.

The battle continued, and the fear of the Blood Knife grew stronger.

Because he felt that the power on the Blue Dragon Fist was constantly increasing, and he actually faintly overwhelmed him in the battle.

It can't be, it can't be!

The Blood Knife was not convinced, and he roared in his heart. My Weeping Blood Technique is invincible, I am undefeated!

Rumble!

It was another collision between the insect demon spear and the fist, and the figure of the green dragon shook slightly, but the blood knife took a big step back.

"How is this possible?" Blood Knife felt a slight tingling sensation in his fist, and was sure that he had fallen behind.

Zhang Feng put away his gun, punched and said coldly: "There is nothing impossible." Blood Knife, you will be the one who dies here today! ”

"Qinglong, don't be arrogant. Today, Lao Tzu fought for this life, and he also wanted to take you to the funeral together. "The blood knife is really desperate, and it starts to fight with the same end.

Zhang Feng saw that the Blood Knife was desperate, and laughed: "Blood Knife, you can't do it." ”

Zhang Feng's punch came out faster and faster.

One hundred and ten pounds, one hundred and twenty pounds...... One hundred and fifty pounds!

The power is still growing.

The ability of the Berserker Angel is like a reviving bloodline, constantly injecting powerful power into Zhang Feng's body.

One, two, three......

The blood knife retreated step by step, and the arm had gradually stopped, and the numbness continued to spread.

Phew.

Zhang Feng opened the arms of the bloody knife with a single shot, and the tip of the spear stabbed into the eyes of the bloody knife extremely quickly. As a result, the tip of the spear came to an end, and the strong wind above had pierced into the eyes of the blood knife like sword qi.

"Ahh

Blood flowed from the left eye of the blood knife, and the pain went straight to the brain.

Since the Great War, the Blood Knife has been seriously injured for the first time, and it was lost to Qinglong in a contest of strength, and the defense was broken.

"Lao Tzu fought with you." Blood Knife's face was full of blood, and he smashed down on Qinglong's head with his hands together and fists.

"I said, you can't do it." Zhang Feng sneered sideways and avoided it, and stabbed the blood knife in the calf.

Cracks appeared on the blood armor and quickly spread.

The Blood Knife seemed to have reached its limit, its speed began to slow down, and its body was shaking.

"No, it's impossible!" Bloody Knife still didn't believe that his blood weeping technique would fail.

Seeing the appearance of the Blood Knife, Zhang Feng sighed pityingly, and retreated a few steps back: "Blood Knife, you can't do it." Weeping Blood reaches its limit, and you're dead. You--don't deserve my killing right now. "PS: The bloody knife should be damned, but the excitement continues.

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