A large amount of horse blood flowed down Liu Hong's arm, and the thick smell of blood wafted with the wind, stimulating everyone's sense of smell. Liu Hong did not rush to withdraw his arms, and unhurriedly washed his fingers in the blood rain.

"Captain Liu won't really poke the other party's shorts!"

"It doesn't matter if it's punctured! Didn't you hang a pair of ready-made shorts before the rejection?"

The smiles on the faces of the two sergeants in Jumane had not yet fully unfolded. The sergeants who kept coming from behind pushed them forward, and the smell of the shorts hanging on the rejection horses made them close their mouths as quickly as they could.

Damn God, why would you want us to be on the upper side?

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The first person in the city protector was insulted like this, would he still have the face to see people if he didn't kill Liu Hong?

Luo Tong, who held the Glaive Knife again, had a hideous and menacing face. He didn't believe that his sharp glaive knife couldn't cut off Liu Hong's head, and he didn't believe that after 108 moves, Liu Hong could still lie on the ground intact?

"The arm strength is amazing, the breath is long, and there are hundreds of moves without panting, this is the first time I've seen it!"

Senior Brother Yin, who arrived here with many disciples from the outer sect of the Martial Mansion, stared at the scene with full attention.

Even if you are asked to hold a stone lock weighing 300 catties and lift it hundreds of times, you will have a pause in the middle. Senior Brother Liu's opponent can actually slash hundreds of times in a row without panting?

"Senior Brother Yin, I think his strength is extraordinary every time. ”

The force started from the ground, and when he saw that the battlefield was covered with large and small pits, he knew that Liu Hong's opponent used all his strength every time he made a shot. As long as it is slashed, it is possible for the body to be separated.

Some outer disciples whose cultivation has not reached the Transformation Yuan Realm are not so sensitive to the Six Senses. All they could see was a cloud of sword shadows, and the broad blade of the Glaive Blade shone brightly in the sunlight. They are very concerned about whether Senior Brother Liu is dead or alive, and they can't run in vain!

"Hurry up and end it! Do you like to be watched like a monkey?" Bao Ye asked Liu Hong angrily.

No matter how fast and ruthless the knife in Luo Tong's hand was, Liu Hong could always find the back of the knife, and with a gentle pat, he changed the whereabouts of the Glaive Knife. If you use your fist instead and hit the same point, this powerful glaive knife would have turned into a few pieces of iron a long time ago, and you wouldn't have been able to wait for Luo Tong to finish 108 moves.

If he didn't let the first master of the city protector make all the tricks, would he be willing?

Seeing that Luo Tong finally repeated the move, Liu Hong's hands clenched into fists.

He didn't make contact with the glaive with his fist, and several knuckles protruded and slammed into the blade. The red-eyed eagle that turned out to be active on the knife seemed to be frightened and disappeared with a "whoosh".

"The thickness of my knife is more than two inches, why was it bounced off by him?" As soon as he made contact, Luo Tong noticed the abnormality.

If you fold a wire hundreds or thousands of times in the same place, it will heat up and break. The malleability of dark iron is limited, but the hardness exceeds that of other materials, how much force does it take to bend it? As long as you bend it a few times, you may not be able to protect this glaive.

Whether it was the sergeant of the West Gate Protector or the sergeant of the North Gate Guard, they all held their breath and watched the duel between the two masters.

Tao Zhe, who was not crowded with other people, couldn't see Liu Hong's figure clearly at all. The expression on Luo Tong's face told him that this killing god was angry! Angering such a killing god on the battlefield, what was waiting for Liu Hong could only be the separation of the corpse.

Just as a smile began to appear on his face, the sound of metal breaking was heard in his ears, and several pieces of dark iron flew out of the showdown.

"How is it possible? to break such a thick Glaive Knife with bare hands?" Tao Zhe, who had seen the knife himself, struggled to get up from his wheelchair to see what was going on.

The moment the big knife in his hand turned into a wooden stick, Luo Tong himself was stunned.

The glaive that had just cost 10,000 taels of gold inscription was finished?Is this guy a human or a ghost?Why did his arms get longer?Why are his fists harder than Darkiron?

A large fist suddenly appeared in his dull pupils, and it slammed into his chest with a thud, shaking his internal organs in his chest. After cultivating the "Iron Back Armor" exercise to perfection, he still felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Only with your blood can I wash away my shame!"

Luo Tong, who threw away the handle of the knife, turned into a fierce beast, his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, the cold hairs on his face stood up, and the exhaled air made a violent sound. Two vortices suddenly appeared in the surrounding atmosphere, and Luo Tong's two fists rained down on Liu Hong.

"Captain Liu has really angered Luo Tong this time! The ordinary competition is about to escalate into a life-and-death struggle, and if you don't stop it, there will be a fatal case!"

The chief of the communications office began to panic, he didn't say hello to anyone, turned and burrowed into the crowd and headed towards the magic weapon base.

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When more than a thousand sergeants with shields arrived at the magic weapon of the Thunder Stone Rain Mechanism, the ground had tilted to an angle of more than ten degrees, some small stones began to roll, and large and small black iron flew in the sky. They rushed into the arena and rescued several of the retreating squads.

"Level 7 is more than 1,000 zhang difficult, do we still want to save it?" said one sergeant, worried that he would not be able to come back after running over.

"Put it at the end!!, it's still in a hurry!" said a deputy centurion.

Seeing the two entangled teams at level 7 difficulty, the deputy centurion was a little angry. Obviously, the magic weapons of the organs have failed, what are you still fighting for? Is an escort mission worth risking your life here?

As the ground slopes more and more, the level 9 difficulty stones will roll down from you, and at that point, you won't have time to retreat.

After the first team was all taken to a safe position, Lin Junmen personally checked the injuries of this team. Eighteen were slightly injured, four were seriously injured, and the rest sat crookedly on the ground, with the idea of the rest of their lives.

He was now very torn about whether the two farthest teams should be saved, and if they didn't, they would roll with the other rocks to the other exit, and the hope of surviving was very slim. If you save it, will you take someone else's life together?

At this time, someone in the distance shouted at him: "Lin Junmen! Liu Qianfu is at the gate of the barracks, and Luo Tong of the North Gate Protector Army is making a big move, and if he doesn't stop it in time, he will die!"

"Where does the old man have time to pay attention to these now, let him come here to see me!" Lin Junmen, who was already a little anxious, didn't think about replying.