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Six-three-three-nine old people join forces, the strongest attack and kill!

Only when it becomes a religious system and makes people fanatical, will it be easier to obey and be more obedient! Then it is more likely to help the bloodline warriors defeat the demons. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Motivation has now become an important obstacle to destroying this situation that has brought the War Hall to a religious position, so since we can't absorb him, let's get rid of him!

Bertu clenched his fists vigorously, telling himself that he had done nothing wrong, and that it was worth sacrificing his energy!

The two old men, Wei Nuoka and Serafiel, looked at each other, and there was a trace of helplessness in their eyes, the battle hall can only truly rise if it becomes a religion-like existence! Then, an ordinary warrior as good as Qiang Jin can only die.

Merely...... Wei Noka sighed, the strength to be able to kill the Heavenly Refining Spirit Pass already showed that his strength could be called a terrifying existence among ordinary warriors, if the assassination could not be completed in a short instant, then ...... The side of death will most likely be on your side!

If, really is like that!

If it is the person who knows about the warhall, then the warhall will be ready to meet the anger of the energetic next!

Although the strength that can really be fought in the hands of the fighting force is far less than the comprehensive strength that the battle hall can fight, if the other forces in his hands are used to restrict the battle hall, it will be equally difficult for the battle hall to develop.

"The best way......" Serafel sighed, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and the sharp eyes were not at all the old spicy essence that young people could have: "It's just to successfully kill the energy!"

"What if...... I mean, if it does fail......" Vinoka looked at Serafi, "so what?"

Serafi was silent for a few seconds: "Then let's go and ask Lu Chang to act together! If we fail, Lu Chang will be the last straw for saving the battle hall." ”

Wei Nuoka pondered for a long time and sighed helplessly again: "I'm afraid that Lu Chang won't want to! He has always supported the position of helping each other with bloodline warriors, and everyone has the same status. Now I want him to kill the ......."

"It's not for him to kill ......"

"I know, but after all, he's going to be watching. The young ordinary warrior he admires the most is attacked by us, will he agree?"

"He agrees if he doesn't agree, it's for the sake of the battle hall. He also wants the War Hall to become a religious organization, but his goal is to make the soldiers of the War Hall no longer feel inferior when they see the bloodline warriors, and everyone is just for the War Hall. ”

"Okay then...... What chance do you think we have to assassinate the Qiang?"

"Nine out of nine! As long as there are no accidents, the energy will die! After all, there are nine of us attacking at the same time, even if we are a saint powerhouse, we are likely to be killed by us without any precautions, right?"

"That's right, let's shoot together, it's impossible not to die. Let's go, let's go find Lu Chang...... At the same time, the people of the battle hall are required to pay close attention to the energetic actions at all times! It is difficult for the bloodline warrior to reach his whereabouts, but he is not so strict about the whereabouts of ordinary warriors. ”

The base number of ordinary soldiers is too large! Mu Ne Zhence looked at the crowd gathered outside the city gate and shook his head again and again, everyone followed the enthusiasm to go south to Qianzhou, and they were already trying very hard to hide their whereabouts, but the next destination of the city where they were temporarily resting can always know the news in advance and come out to greet them!

In addition to the fact that Qiang is too popular, another reason is that the base of ordinary fighters is too large, and it is really difficult to hide from them.

"This time it's settled, we've all finished resting and left the city, and they know we're here. Broken Wind Fuji rode on the horse and looked back with satisfaction and waved his hand again and again: "It's much better than the previous times, when we were found out when we were going to enter the city." ”

"It's almost time to get to Qianzhou. Energetic rode on the horse: "Go and see my father, and we will go to the ancient barren sand sea!"

Mu Ne Zhence rode on horseback and looked up, wanting to see the ancient barren sand sea that could not be seen at all, no matter whether he could find the so-called treasure in it or not if he went deep into it this time, it was still worth entering.

The Rookie King Contest is less than four months away, and everyone who wants to participate is busy with nervousness, finding a suitable place for them to practice hard and make the final effort to improve their strength.

The ancient barren sand sea is really a good place for hard training and special training. At this point, whether it is Breaking the Wind or Burning Path Crazy Song and others, they all recognize the ancient barren sand sea.

"It's a pity...... I still haven't seen Jiuyang. Broken Wind was lazy and simply lay on the back of the horse and looked at the sky: "I remember that I wrote to him to ask him to meet at the War College, why hasn't he shown up until now?"

Abandon Jiuyang?Qianjin remembered that the first time he met Broken Wind Fuji, he had heard this name, but he hadn't really seen that person until now.

According to Broken Wind, that guy is also a freak, a person whose ancestors have been married to other families for generations, but in his generation he suddenly awakened the power of the bloodline.

"At the Rookie King Competition, you may be able to see it. Mu Ne really said this leisurely, and suddenly his face changed suddenly!

At the moment when Mu Nezhence's complexion changed, an astonishing aura suddenly erupted from under the withered yellow mud and grass, and a black shadow suddenly flashed from it, and the narrow long sword merged with the slender eyes, bursting out with a sword that exterminated the stars!

The sudden appearance of this sword, as if the sky will be pierced, old spicy, simple, direct!

That is, at the same time, an old man who was hobbling on the side of the road in torn clothes, the clothes on his body suddenly exploded under the explosion of fighting spirit, and a fierce fighting spirit entered his body.

It's still the same moment!The ground around him erupted with the same amazing momentum of the other seven Daos, and the Dao Dao was fierce and spicy, and all of them locked onto the energetic body.

The nine conservatives of the War Hall are all over 100 years old, and the old people who are even more than 1,000 years old together have exploded the strongest blow of their lives for the success of the War Hall to the religious form!

When everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere of the city's farewell, and those who were sending others off behind them were still in sight, this was the most defenseless state of people, the nine veteran warriors chose the best position to shoot, the swords bloomed with a gorgeous and dazzling aura, and the fists and feet formed a torrent of killing intent!

In an instant, the people who saw off were still immersed in joy, and they didn't even have time to be surprised when they saw this moment, and all kinds of attacks had almost reached Qianjin's body.

This is the sneak attack of the battle hall? The energetic mentality is instantly empty and peaceful, feeling the flow of the breath of the nine sneak attackers, the cooperation of these nine people can be said to have reached a kind of tacit understanding, the speed of the eight of them is not at all the first and the other behind, only the sudden burst of cold sword is faster than the other eight people for a moment, as the main force to attract the assassinated, to distract them!

Weinuoka's slender eyes are like the sword in his hand, which makes people want to retreat and dodge at a glance, it is a real sword!

The narrow sword was carved with countless patterns, flashing with strange light, and the moment you saw it, it seemed that just breathing would hurt your body by the edge it generated.

The sword of man is one! Wei Noka stabbed out with a sword, and the whole person's fighting spirit was burned, and the long sword was handed out silently, as if he was not walking in this space, until the tip of the sword was almost stabbing the body of Qianjin, it shook suddenly, and the thunder like a tiger roaring and a lion's roar erupted above the sword body, and a sword locked the heart of Qianjin.

Wei Noka's sword stabbed out of the surrounding air as if it was distorting, as if playing the mourning of the dead, which made people feel that kind of resistance, this was the sword that broke out of his life, and it was also the strongest sword in his life, this sword directly sublimated his attack power to the state of a half-saint in an instant.

Nine masters shot at the same time, the breath is connected, this sword pierces out like a long history, the breath of thousands of years of time in it, making people sigh the vastness of time, let people get lost in the long river of time.

This is a blow from the thousand-year-old life essence of the nine masters! This is a blow from the thousand-year-old life of the nine masters gathered and turned into a life brand!

In the face of this blow, people have a feeling that they are so small in the millennium, and they can only bow their heads and admit defeat to time.

After many life-and-death battles, he has never come into contact with such a peerless sword! A sword that melts thousands of years of time into a long sword! A sword that can make the sword not hurt anyone, and the opponent will feel that he has lost his lifespan in this thousand years!

The spirit of energy was finally shaken at this moment, and the fighting soul instinct in his body suddenly let out a threatened roar, and the horse chopping knife had appeared in his hand at some point, and the wide and huge blade suddenly rose at this moment with the surging sound of a symphony.

It was a familiar sound! That day, there was also a sound from someone's long sword outside the Saiwai, Uncle Fabredis's Requiem for a Powerful Sword of Life!

With the fighting technique cheats given by Gu Yue Jiaying, and with the practice of several days of hard work, the Requiem Fighting Seal that inherited Fabredis's will was particularly bright.

At this moment, the Requiem roared out of the horse chopping knife and soared into the sky! Its appearance shattered the sword groan of the peerless sword that was full of sighs for thousands of years!

The energetic eyes stared at Vinoka's eyes deeply, and the moment they met their eyes, Vinoka's body shook suddenly, and he saw endless stars!

In the midst of these endless stars, a thousand years? Not even a moment! Not even a moment!

The vast, endless stars devour time, encompass space, nurture time, and produce infinite stretch of space, infinite reincarnation......

A thousand years, that thousand years that make people sigh for a long time! In front of the stars, it is nothing at once.

What kind of eyes is this? What kind of artistic conception is this? Wei Nokana's spiritual world has completely collapsed except the sword, and the vigorous right hand holds the knife in his left hand and suddenly points in the air and points above the sharp tip of the sword, like a child picking up beautiful shells on the seashore.

Buzz......

Brilliant essence burst out from the fingers of the flesh and blood! It was a copy of Qianzhan Xuan's volley finger that day! It's just that this finger didn't have the domineering spirit of Qianzhan Xuan, and the powerful gravity made the sword body bend like the moon in an instant!

With just one finger, the fighting spirit was intertwined and torn, and the sleeves of the warrior uniform on Wei Noka's body seemed to be chopped by thousands of war knives at the same time, shattering into pieces of rags, and then turning into strips of black silk.

Wei Nuoka never thought that the thousand-year-old sigh of his gathering of nine people's breath would be given to him by a finger of Qianjin! With a twist of his wrist, a thinner long sword was drawn out of the long sword!

A sword within a sword!

The slender sword was like an electric snake, and it turned to the Adam's apple of energy! He knew that this was his killer sword, if the sword just now could not kill, the opponent would break free from the passage of time for a thousand years, and there would be a huge mental drain, and it would be absolutely impossible to dodge this amazing second sword.

"You only get one chance. The voice of the energetic voice was like an oracle from the time of the Flood and Famine, and the sword body under the finger shattered inch by inch, and countless broken sword fragments turned into a torrential rain and shot at Weinoka's cheek.

After a forging experience, Qianjin's understanding of weapons has reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine, even with such a fierce sword, he can still see clearly what its weaknesses are, and even know what the weapon is.

Others will be surprised by the sword in the sword, but for Qianjin, he can only sigh that the sword in the sword is too unmeticulous and too rough.

This is!

Wei Noka's slender eyes bloomed with heartbeat surprise, and the sword body shattered?

Shake off the sword! Wei Noka's pupils were full of shards, but he didn't move to meet him without dodging, and used death and attacks to buy his companions even a moment of time, and he had to kill his energy! This freak who prevented the war hall from becoming a religious form!

The sword broke away from Weinoka's grasp and became faster and sharper, turning into a bolt of lightning in the air that struck at Qianjin's throat.

Huh? Seeing that the sword body showed a trace of doubt, he pointed out his index finger and middle finger and turned around and clamped the long sword.

Poof! Wei Noka's head was pierced in an instant, but his body still slammed forward, although the person died, but the inertia and will of the impact are still there, and the will to kill is still there! If you can disturb a little, you must disturb a little!

This is the will of a 130-year-old veteran fighting soul powerhouse to fight a decisive battle of life and death! It is a perfect embodiment that many fighting soul level fighters cannot match.

While he was gripping the long sword, the attack of the eight veteran warriors had already arrived at his side, and the horse chopping knife suddenly bloomed at this moment!

The slashing knife in the hand of the energetic man in the middle burst out with brilliant light, and the amazing air currents combined and entangled with each other, like a victorious angry lotus!

It's just that there seems to be a huge praying mantis standing at the center of the blooming lotus! It follows the blooming petals, waving the sickle in its hand, collecting the bees and butterflies that want to go to the center of the lotus and collect the nectar.

Three pillars of blood erupted from the throats of three different old men, and their heads rose into the air with the eruption of blood

"Wind and Cloud Golden Body!

The energetic roar mixed with the body being slapped and the muffled sound of punches and kicks sounded!

The five old men felt that they had hit Qianjin's body hard, and their hearts were shocked and ecstatic, and their fighting skills exploded in an instant, and they didn't need to spend money at all to blast into Qianjin's body.

At this moment, the five old men had a feeling that their spirits were about to relax, their task was finally about to be completed, and it was only completed at the cost of losing four companions, this young man was not ordinarily strong!

"Sneak attack?"

"Look for death!"

The words of Broken Wind and the words of the Burning Road Song sounded at the same time, and the palms of the two pressed on the head of an old man.

Da Zhenjin's vindictive palm directly crushed the old man's head, and the devouring of the broken wind made the old man quickly become a human dry.

What really hit the energy was only three old men left in the end!

Nine 130-year-old veteran warriors, the real fruits in the battle hall, the wealth that cannot be described by money, died six in an instant!

The three old men had no joy or sorrow in their hearts, they only had one idea in their minds to complete the task, they had lived too long, they had already really seen through life and death, as long as they could complete the transformation of the battle hall, everything was worth it.

Shatter the Fighting Seal!Burn the Fighting Spirit!Gamble everything to reach the power of a half-saint fighting blow! Just to kill the energy!

Bang! Energetic body shattered in front of the three of them!

The three old men were overjoyed, and suddenly their scalps tingled...... Hit ......

"It's called a thousand armies. A cold voice sounded behind the three of them: "You should feel lucky, this is a fighting skill I just learned." ”

Dou Qi can only condense one form, and when it is not too proficient, it is enough to use it here!

The shattered body all rushed to Qianjin's body, and the horse chopping knife penetrated the body of an old soldier, sending him flying high, and he did not continue to slash.

There is no need to kill people again! These two people burned their fighting spirits, shattered their fighting seals, and could not live.

Qianjin looked at the ground not far away: "You should come out too, you have ten of you, and only nine of you have moved." ”

"Wonderful, really wonderful. Is this the rumored strength of the spirit?"

In the middle of the land, there stood another old man, his hair was gray, his age was no different from that of the assassin, the only difference was that there was no murderous aura on his body, he was very calm from the beginning to the end, only the eyes were floating with deep sadness.

They have different opinions, but they have always been companions.

After living for so many years, there are not many remaining companions left, and nine of them died at once, and Lu Chang really couldn't be happy.

"Will the War Hall still attack me?"

Lu Chang smiled miserably when he heard Qianjin's question, the battle hall did have many warriors at the peak of the fighting spirit, but the will of those warriors was far inferior to these nine dead powerhouses, and Bertu was afraid that he would never be able to find a team that could assassinate the spirit.