Chapter 672: Slap in the face
Whoosh, the disciple with a cross-faced face rushed to Tie Ran, the breath on his body was boiling like a tyrannosaurus going out to sea, and the ten fingers were like hooks and whistling towards Tie Ran, and suddenly grabbed the void out of a trembling spark, the entire space suddenly became tight, the space was bound, and the ten finger winds squeezed Tie Ran into it like a cage.
Tie Ran felt that the qi and blood in his whole body were about to be squeezed out of his body, and his body was strangled tightly as if it was about to explode.
The strength of that cross-faced disciple is really powerful, as soon as he makes a move, he can see that his cultivation is unfathomable, and he can know with such a domineering finger that he will be taught by a strong person at the level of Venerable or above.
That kind of martial intent is too powerful.
"Move you, I'll move you, what can you do. ”
The disciple with a cross-faced face was full of sneers, and with a whoosh, his ten fingers had already swept to Tie Ran's neck, and the powerful wind blew the mountains and rocks behind Tie Ran into powder scattered in the sky with a bang.
Under his command, few people can avoid it, and he relied on this stunt to help him all the way on the stage of the main hall assessment, and no one was his enemy, even without the opportunity of two hundred divine crystals, he also had the confidence to win and obtain the quota of the main hall.
Today's robbery, the first shot is very important, it is about morale, it is about the smoothness of the battle below, so this disciple is not prepared to keep his hand at all, as soon as he makes a move, he will do his best to pay.
In his eyes, the outcome of this battle was already doomed, and the big black man on the opposite side, after he used this move, was destined to be caught under his claws and moaned in pain.
Looking at Tie Ran, there was a cruel coldness in his eyes, as well as a thick color of sarcasm.
A touch of pale gold on Tie Ran's arm quietly flowed, "pop", and a crisp sound shook the valley.
Zhuo Wenjun, who wanted to rush up to help behind, was stunned, and on the other side, the more than ten people who were about to disperse in formation and surround Zhou Lu's group were also stunned.
The disciple with a cross-faced face, half of his face was like a leather ball kicked by a mammoth elephant, and the whole face was deflated and a big piece of it, even the bones of his face were broken like a brittle lotus, and the disciple with a cross-faced face was covered with blood, and his eyes were full of horror and he took more than ten steps back in a row, and sat on the ground with a bang, he was stunned.
There was a dead silence.
Tie Ran stretched out the hand that hit the person, and looked carefully in front of him, he quietly circulated the power of the artifact battle axe throughout his body, and the slap he hit with the power of the integration of man and weapon, with Tie Ran's strength, coupled with the integration of the artifact and the battle axe, Tie Ran is now fighting with the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens, and the disciple with a sidesome face pretended to be forced with him? That is a kick on the iron plate.
"The feeling of slapping your face is so cool. ”
Tie Tie sighed sincerely, then raised his head to look at the other side with a cruel smile, and asked coldly: "Do you just want to move me like this, do you just want to send your face over to hit me?" Okay, I smiled. ”
"You ......"
More than a dozen people on the opposite side were in an uproar, and the disciple who fell to the ground with a cheeky face suddenly became mad, he was so arrogant, thinking that he had 100% strength to compete for the place in the main hall and become one of the three thousand disciples, where did he think that if he casually stopped a team in the forbidden land of the gods, and casually challenged a person, people would have the strength to kill him in seconds.
No, he was just careless.
The jealousy of the disciple with a sideways face was frantically raised, he couldn't tolerate seeing so many competitors who were stronger than himself standing in front of him so arrogant, this big black man was powerful, but if he was killed, then his so-called strength would be a piece of bullshit.
The disciple with a sideways face jumped up from the ground like crazy and shouted: "Ascend, give it to me, kill him, kill them all, leave not one behind, snatch all their belongings and divide them, hurry up." ”
With a hula, more than a dozen people surrounded Zhou Lu and their team, at this moment, at least three disciples with stronger strength rushed straight to Tie Ran, they could see that in that team, Tie Ran was the strongest, as long as he was cleaned up first, then, that team would not be afraid at all.
Several boiling dragon groans rang out in the void, and three volcano-like swords overwhelmingly pressed towards Tie Ran, and the canyon was suddenly full of tragic murderous aura. The light like the thunder of the Nine Heavens Tribulation suddenly pierced through the void and slashed down on Tie Ran's head with a bang.
The wind and clouds rose, the earth thundered out of thin air, and the piercing swords reverberated in the canyon into endless echoes.
Those three powerhouses are the strongest attack as soon as they stretch out their hands, Tie Ran is just a participating disciple, no matter how strong he is, can he stand up to the combination of such three powerhouses?
When, Tie Ran laid the battle axe horizontally, and the golden mangs on the battle axe were masterful, and the three sword qi were held at the same time, and Tie Ran took two big steps back.
The three people who flew in the air turned hideous at the same time.
Blocked one move? So what about the second move, the third move, no matter how strong you are, the three of us won't play you to death sooner or later.
The three of them flew up again, like an evil dragon flying in the nine heavens, and a sharp roar rushed towards Tie Ran again.
Tie Ran once again raised the tomahawk with a solemn face, and at this time, Zhou Lu's dissatisfied voice suddenly came from behind: "Tie Ran, stop playing, the more you chase behind, the more you chase it, the battle is decided, how can you have time to coax them, let's kill them." ”
There is no time, and it is difficult to end the battle in a short time without killing people, and once the five elders of the Nine Heavens strength behind them chase after them, they will be finished.
It's no longer the time to hesitate, anyway, the opponent has shown murderous intent, and at this moment, it's time to kill.
"Good. ”
Tie Ran got Zhou Lu's order and was ruthless in his heart, his face changed suddenly, the battle axe suddenly turned into a pale golden streamer, hum, a blade thousands of zhang long turned into a whirlwind and slashed out, and suddenly cut into the battle circle of the three people, with a pop, the strongest person in the middle, a head jumped up out of thin air, and his body was smashed by Tie Ran's battle axe, and he fell backwards like a pile of rotten meat.
Tie Ran is close to the strength of the Eight Heavens, and then takes an artifact battle axe, this kind of power is really not something that a disciple of the Seventh Heaven Realm can resist, just Tie Ran just kept his hand, and now that the captain has given the order, then, he will kill without scruples all of a sudden.
After Tie Ran killed a person, he slashed the battle axe left and right with his backhand, and when he was dang, the knife attacks on the left and right sides were easily blocked, and the two disciples who flew over in the air were numb all over, their bodies were shocked, and they couldn't help but spit out blood, and they turned over and flew out with a pale face, falling to the ground and retreating dozens of steps in a row, almost knocking the two people who came up behind them to the ground.
In the canyon, more than a dozen people on the opposite side were all stunned at once, stopped and stared at the pile of rotten meat in the distance, and gasped in unison.
They looked at Tie Ran again as if they were looking at a monster.
They are all elite disciples who have reached the end in this main hall assessment, and how can there be a difference in strength between them, but as soon as the big black man makes a move, he kills the strong man in their team?
Is that still the power that a disciple within a hundred years of cultivation can have?
"Artifact, that big black guy is holding an artifact in his hand. ”
The disciple with a cheeky face finally saw the clue and shouted hoarsely.
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