On the battlefield, the cold wind swished, and the whining sound of the iron man as it passed through the cold and broken iron man, adding a heroic lament to the empty and solemn grassland.

The withered grass and fallen leaves are flying all over the sky, and the yellow dust is cloudy and chaotic, and it is almost impossible to tell where is the sky and where is the earth.

"Boom!"

Ji Liangjun flew out sideways, his body turned a few times in mid-air, and when he landed, he raised his hand and barely supported it with a halberd, so as not to make himself fall to the ground.

But as soon as his halberd landed, he was directly beaten out with a stick, his body lost his balance, and he fell sideways to the ground.

Then he kicked him in the stomach again, and immediately flew into the sky again.

After fighting this group of guys who suspected to be the Flame Army, he had never fallen from the air, and was hit by the short black warrior like a ball, just not letting him land.

No matter how superb his ability is, as long as he doesn't land, the invincible halberd can't be used.

However, his situation is relatively good, and Deng Haoran on the other side is really a little depressed.

As soon as he came into contact with a tall general, he was smashed into the soil by the opponent's powerful hammer, and repeatedly tried to climb out of the soil, but he could only climb deeper and deeper, and the more he climbed, the weaker he became.

Fortunately, the scene imitated here was the same as reality, otherwise he would have smashed into a puddle of mud with the dirt at the first moment of contact.

Compared to the two of them struggling in pain, Wan Guiyi is much better, at least he is still the only person in the Xuanwu Kingdom who can stand.

His treasure book is really magical, like a treasure chest, what you want, you can conjure up from it, what mountains, knives and guns, flames, needles, etc., not limited to categories, not limited to the way to use, as long as you want it, you can get it at your fingertips.

His opponent didn't have such a miraculous performance, and he only had a spear in his hand.

With a spear in hand, take what you want.

Mountains come and go, water comes and falls, knives and guns attack, knives and guns break.

No matter how many changes, they are all broken with one shot.

His marksmanship is not as deadly as Zhou Zizhen's guns, but it has its own calmness and dexterity, his marksmanship is not only as fierce as a tiger descending the mountain, but also soft as a long snake, in the thousands of changes to poke out the most fatal blow, will be ten thousand to one in a hurry, even if throwing out countless shapes of the seal, can not be carved, but repeatedly injured by his spear.

Compared with the three of them, Yan Fagao and Zhu Rui were also uncomfortable, with many colors on their bodies, and they were at a disadvantage, barely supporting themselves from defeat, but they were powerless to fight back.

However, the pressure on each of them was much higher than that of one, and they used their own strange tricks to deal with them, and it was not difficult to deal with the attack of the Flame Army, which was enough to see how superb their level of printing was.

Yan Fagao pinched a firebird that looked like a peacock in one hand, and a long whip glowing with flames in the other hand, while directing the firebird to sneak attack in the air, he used the long whip to shake out a wall of fire in front of him, attacking and defending without delay, even if the opponent's martial arts were strong, he did not show the slightest expression of fear.

On the other side, Zhu Rui turned into a big tree, and his feet extended countless tiny lines deep into the ground, not from some gaps to stab at the enemy, his two hands turned into two freely retractable spears, as long as he wanted to pierce, the spear could extend wherever he wanted.

And the speed of the gun was extremely fast, like two bolts of lightning, flying between his arms, and a scene of gunfire formed around him when he raised his hand, firmly protecting his body.

These two people fought against each other's dead people, and they couldn't hold each other, which really made many young heroes of the Xuanwu Kingdom present a little frustrated, and they cheered for the few people present again and again.

It was only then that a discordant voice remembered:

"Hmph, the level of your Xuanwu Kingdom is no more than that, you must know that in our Vermilion Bird Country, such a conference is not uncommon, but what has survived is ten times like this! There will be at least a hundred people left on the field!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and when they looked back, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe with a zhu embroidered on it standing there, watching the competition on the field with irony.

"100 people, can you leave 100 people in this first level?

Someone yelled in disbelief.

"Hehe, I said that there are still fewer than a hundred, do you know what rank Yan Fagao ranks among our younger generation? Let me tell you, he ranks one hundred and twenty-seventh! If you don't believe it, you can ask the elders of your family, in the war against the barbarians that is about to start in the alliance of all countries, the top 200 sons of each country will go to battle, and they should all know the quotas of some countries. ”

"This ......"

When this man said this, it seemed to pour a basin of cold water on everyone, and their hearts were cold.

Although some of them knew that the Xuanwu Kingdom was very weak, the other party could just come with a hundred or more disciples who were about the same as the top talents in their country, which was really unacceptable.

Is the gap really that big?

According to this scene, it is estimated that if it is really compared, it is not only a huge gap, but a desperate.

Since the Purification Sect collapsed after that war, the Xuanwu Kingdom has unknowingly declined, coupled with the chaos of the government and the seizure of power by the heirs over the years, the country has been made into a miasma, and the people are panicked, not to mention any cultivation.

The people living in Xuanwu don't have much consciousness yet, and now at this refining conference, they really understand the gap between some and the powerful countries.

This kind of disparity is not much of a feeling in peacetime, but if it is placed in wartime, it will be a terrible thing, especially in the face of barbarian invasion.

They will be the weakest link among the nations, and in order to defend against the barbarians, if this link is broken, the consequences are unimaginable.

Hearing this, many people broke out in a cold sweat behind their spines, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore, and they couldn't even watch it calmly, thinking about what to do in the future.

The development of the scene is very different from the despair of the crowd.

Ji Liangjun and Deng Haoran have gradually gained a firm foothold after a period of passivity.

They are all people who will not easily admit defeat, even if they were beaten at the beginning and had no power to fight back, but now, they can also seize the opportunity to fight back when they are beaten.

After Ji Liangjun became familiar with the opponent's tricks, the halberd itself was retracted behind him, his body shrunk into a ball, and with the halberd as a sharp blade, it rotated in the air, pressed down, and pressed it against the opponent's punch.

This time, instead of flying into the air as he had just done, he plunged deep into the opponent's fist and drilled into the air.

Then the others swung along the halberd, jumped up step by step on the long pole, and stepped on the other person's head.

The black and short fierce general did not answer, his waist twisted, his body turned over like a dragon, and flashed over, and at the same time, the two arms expanded and expanded, forming two round iron bowls, blocking in front of him.

I only heard a loud "Bah!", and the halberd landed on his arm, sparking some golden sparks.

Then he closed his arms again, and was about to clamp Ji Liangjun's halberd, but who would have thought that Ji Liangjun seemed to have expected it, and the halberd was shining brightly, and a monster that looked like a turtle and a snake ran out, stretched out its limbs and blocked between his arms.

The fierce general who was stuck in his arms suddenly opened the door, and Ji Liangjun naturally would not miss the great opportunity, and the halberd was in the air and stabbed down.

This thorn is like a halberd with a mountain and a dancer, and it is not only the day of the sky, but also a touch of spring and autumn.

He had even thought of the feat of this fierce man who would be pierced in the head with his own halberd, and then twisted his hand and took its head out directly, picking out the feat of falling under everyone's eyelids.

It's just that when the black dwarf was only an inch away from his halberd, his head suddenly shrank into his neck and flashed, leaving the halberd that was bound to fall into the air.

And Ji Liangjun also stabbed directly to the ground below with the swing of the halberd, and finally the halberd was deeply inserted into the ground, trapped inside, and couldn't pull it out.

This accident made him a little stunned, but the enemy general obviously would not give him any space to lose his mind, stretched out his arms, and beckoned Ji Liangjun from both sides with two huge iron bowls.

On the eve of the arrival of the iron bowl, Ji Liangjun had to let go of the halberd and dodged forward.

The moment he flashed the iron bowl, he heard a loud bang behind him.

"Boom!"

The wave-like sound shook everything around him, breaking through the hot air filled with dust and mist, rising from the ground and directly sending him flying.

In mid-air, Ji Liangjun realized that this fierce general was not just using his own fists, but also his voice.

Its printing method is very strange, relying on the force of the impact can make people feel bad all over the body, and even the bones of the iron man are loosened, which is a kind of vibration from the inside to the outside, which cannot be guarded again, and can only prevent the opponent's iron bowl from hitting again.

But now that he has lost his halberd, his hands are empty, how can he suppress the suppression of this sound.

The black dwarf general no longer had any reservations, and the iron bowl thumped again, and the sound turned into a stormy wave in the ocean, roaring and rushing towards Ji Liangjun.

In just one breath, he fell directly to the ground, being repeatedly slapped by the sound waves, and his body twisted like a twist.

Only this time, although Ji Liangjun was very passive and had been completely rubbed by the sound, his body was overflowing with brilliance.

That brilliance was just like the one that was revealed on the halberd just now, it was a monster with a turtle brain and a snake body, covered with thick scales, and it forcibly blocked the layers of sounds.

This monster seems to come out with Ji Liangjun's consciousness, as long as he doesn't give up in his heart, that monster also has endless power.

The fight between the two sides seemed to be magical, but it was only a few breaths, and everyone who watched was shocked, and they almost exclaimed.

On the other side, Deng Haoran also stretched out the danger, but he also showed the same imprint, it was a gray lizard, with a broad head, slender limbs, and a flat body, crawling out of the mud pit, flicking his tail on the head of the fierce hammer, and with a slight swing, he flicked the hammer in another direction.