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Six, ninety, eight, and then look for trouble, and kill them all!

At this moment, the strength completely understood, the absolute zero degree of all the highest realms is simply the sainthood when the warrior cultivates that set of fighting skills to the apex, and a relatively special soul domain will be formed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If I practice it to the limit now...... Qianjin looked at the still empty groove on his Warhammer Fighting Soul: "Could it be that a new soul domain can still be formed? The person who creates the Ice Flame Fighting Qi is really a genius! If you practice a set of fighting skills to the top, you can create a soul domain!"

"It's still a little bit ......" Qianjin looked at the Absolute Zero Soul Domain that had not yet been condensed at the end and nodded repeatedly: "If this Soul Domain is formed, then it will have a stronger side in actual combat." ”

"Comrade-in-arms, you better do what you have now. Broken Wind Fuji looked weak: "When you cast the soul domain, aren't you tired?"

Qianjin smiled bitterly and twitched the corners of his lips, so that can be explained by fatigue? It's really too tired! Whether it's the soul domain or the fighting skills! In the past, the prototype of the soul domain was used, but it only consumed a certain amount of mental fatigue, but now after the soul domain is fully generated, I know that every time the soul domain is activated, it also requires a lot of fighting energy.

The more powerful the fighting skill, the more fighting energy is required, and the more powerful the soul domain is cast, the more kinetic energy is consumed.

After the first time he felt that his fighting skills were too strong, the consumption of fighting energy was really completely unable to keep up, and now it may take less than two minutes for such a state to erupt, and the fighting energy will be completely consumed.

"After entering the True Saint, it's not just about the technique, it's not just about the strength, it's about the longevity of the fighting spirit. "Energetic has to admit that in terms of the degree of compensation for this vindictiveness, he is much, much inferior to those veteran fighters.

Even in the face of a true saint of the level of the Explosive Bear Bloodline Power Family Master, he was confident that he would be able to completely kill the other party and let him go if he broke the seal, but if he entered a state of protracted battle, he could only lose himself.

Energetic and confident, the sum of ten of their own fighting qi is probably not as sufficient as the fighting energy of the Explosive Bear Blood Power Family.

Although the Holy Strongman can mobilize the vitality of the earth and the stars during the battle, and inhale the body to replenish it...... But...... In such a fierce battle of life and death, the replenishment speed is far less fast than the speed of consumption.

Fighting strength! Energetic clenched his fist hard, since his debut, he has won one victory after another by virtue of the high explosion, big damage fighting method, when his strength reaches the peak of today's strongest batch, although the high explosion still has a great advantage, but when encountering the top powerhouse, the short board of the fighting strength will be revealed.

"I've been improving my explosive ability before, but now I really need to accumulate a long degree of fighting energy. Qianjin sighed, knowing that this thing was not something that could be completely rushed, the exercise of the seal was not only a higher burst, but also a good exercise for absorbing fighting energy.

Now, because of the relationship between the seals, it is ten times or even dozens of times more difficult to absorb the surrounding vitality into the fighting qi in the body than before, so what can be done is to desperately absorb the surrounding vitality for transformation, after a long time, when the body is completely adapted, then the speed of unlocking the seal, and the speed at which the body swallows the surrounding vitality is far more powerful than that of a normal True Saint-level powerhouse!

Perhaps! When the time comes, you can really replenish your fighting spirit while fighting!

The real life-and-death battle in the future is likely not to be a one-on-one battle! Qianjin knows very well that even if he goes to the Qianjia to fight again, he will face the entire Qianjia at that time, and it is very necessary to have sufficient fighting spirit.

"It's a pity...... A True Saint-level powerhouse was killed like this. Mu Ne Zhence shook his folding fan and sighed again and again as he looked at the ugly faces of the dwarven elders: "Hopefully, the dwarf clan, there must not be only such a true saint-level powerhouse. Otherwise, the strength of the dwarf clan will really plummet!"

Latu endured a mouthful of blood that did not spurt out, staring at Mu Ne Zhence with resentment, he still shouted so much after winning the battle, if it weren't for the people at hand, there was no combat power too strong, no matter what kind of prince you were of the Zhence Dynasty, you would still fight!

"Mr. Latu, since it was a voluntary bet, then if you lose...... you will shrug his shoulders," Mu Nezhen shrugged his shoulders, "You should admit it, right? From this moment on, the dwarven clan will worship Qianjin as your patriarch, the true leader." ”

Latour's red and purple complexion was hard to see, his beard kept shaking, and his body trembled with his beard.

"We bet in advance on defeat, not death! You killed our Rafi! We will protest to your majesty the emperor! Let you give full compensation! Otherwise, we will urge the barbarians to go to war against your country!"

"That's right! At that time, the bet was to beat, not to die! You beat our Raffi to death! It's a different way to bet!"

"Rafi is the first combat force of our tribe, you killed our first combat force! Seriously damaged the combat power and glory of our dwarf clan! You must make compensation! Qiang Jin must be a slave to our dwarf clan!"

Latu looked at the dwarf clan quietly, no matter how valuable your dwarf clan is, if I bet on the entire future of the dwarf clan, tell the emperor of the Zhence Dynasty that our dwarf clan supports the demon clan, and the emperor of the Zhence Dynasty must also consider the position of our dwarf clan.

That's right! Roar and roar! The hatred on the corner of Latour's lips turned into a hint of pride, the value of energy is indeed very, very great, but we are a tribe! A tribe with a long history! Strength only has a lifespan of a few hundred years, and that is the limit! But if the Zhence Dynasty wants to survive for 10,000 years, it must cooperate with our dwarven tribe!

Latour believes that any truly sober-minded politician knows which side should be protected! After all, there is only one person with strength, and he keeps forging, how many fighters can be forged? And our dwarf clan gambles all of them and forges fighting soldiers together to provide them to the demons, then the first to be armed must be the demons, not your Zhence Dynasty!

Latour has extreme self-confidence, although Lafite is dead, but he is dead! If Lafite just loses, he will have to find other excuses to gamble, but there is no way to use Lafite's death to fight back like he is now.

"That's right! I want him to hand over all his forging skills! Kill someone! Don't let him pay for his life, it's his luck!"

"Not only his forging skills, but also his fighting skills, all of ......."

"You're looking for death, aren't you?" Chemett's low-pitched words directly covered up the excitement of the Dwarven Elders.

The low voice was full of cold and merciless taste, as if it could completely freeze people at any time.

At this moment, the elders of the dwarf clan realized that there was such a handsome human being, standing not far behind Qianjin, and they had not even noticed it!

The moment I found it, I found this handsome young man, who gave people a cold atmosphere.

"What are you talking about?" Latu stretched his face, even His Majesty, the current emperor of the Zhence Dynasty, would not dare to say such words to the dwarf clan like this, if the dwarf clan joined the side of the demon clan, it would be a very huge blow to the Zhence Dynasty.

"I say......" Chekfleet walked gracefully, his long black hair fluttering gently behind his head, and his slender sword flashed lightly from its scabbard, biting Latour's throat like lightning!

A swift sword that is not inferior to lightning!

Without the slightest greeting, he suddenly stabbed a swift sword!

Latour's fighting spirit had just risen out of his body, and Cheklet had already put away his long sword and turned to leave, leaving only Latu, who had just bloomed his fighting spirit, his Adam's apple was completely shattered, and the blood seemed to be filled with water bags, pierced into a hole that was not too big, squeezed by pressure, and erupted with piercing blood.

Cluck...... Cluck......

Latu's newly rising fighting spirit seemed to be pressed back into his body by an invisible hand, and he wanted to open his mouth and let out an angry roar, but found that his vocal cords had already been pierced by the cold sword that suddenly appeared.

It's not just the vocal cords that pierce, Latour's back of the neck is also spurting blood!

Cheklit's sword directly pierced Latour's throat, but the speed was too fast and fast, so that many people did not find out how this swift sword happened.

Death! Latour felt his own life, being rapidly pulled from his body by an invisible palm.

Latour's eyes widened as he stared at the handsome back of Cheklet, which was so handsome!

Latu, whether it was the dwarves of the other Dwarven Elder Regiment, they couldn't believe what they had seen, a human warrior dared to directly attack and kill the leader of the Dwarven Elder Regiment!

Crazy! This is really crazy! The dwarves stared at Mu Ne Zhence with resentment, the sixth prince of the Zhence Dynasty, well-educated, knew what political exchange was, knew how to govern a country, and could sacrifice any interests for the development of the country.

The entire dwarven elder group did not care about Latu, who had fallen to the ground and was already dead, but stared at Mu Ne Zhence with resentment, if he didn't give an explanation to the dwarven clan today, he wouldn't kill this young man, and he wouldn't hand over his energy......

I don't know what it means to be afraid! The Dwarven Elders did not have the slightest fear when they had killed two of them, but became more soberly aware that this was the best opportunity to force the Zhence Dynasty.

"Look at what I'm doing? Mu Ne Zhence shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Che Shuai has already said, are you looking for death? Latu still wants to ask, so Che Shuai thinks that you dwarves don't know much about the pronunciation of our Zhence Dynasty's words, and told you these dwarves who are currently and temporarily alive with their actions, are you looking for death!"

Mu Ne Zhence spoke calmly, and suddenly turned directly into an angry roar, directly shocking the angry dwarf at the same time, is this really what a wise and discerning prince should say?

ps:There is an eleventh chapter update today!No surprise!There will be another chapter later!I want to ***!