The furious look was stunned, the rice buckets were all rice buckets, and the four people of the second level of the Soul Growth Realm were forced to be so embarrassed by two people of the first level of the Soul Growth Realm and two people of the ninth level of the Soul Martial Realm, it was really a shame to go home.

Fan Zhi couldn't care about being angry anymore, gasped, and was glad that he had changed to Berserk at the last moment, and now he could only pin his hope on Berserk to defeat them alone. He believes in Berserk, the madman who won the best newcomer last year.

The fury seemed to feel the sustenance of mortals, and came to Yang Xiaotian's side, picked up the sledgehammer again, and fell from the sky, and suddenly, a huge air pressure pressed downward, and this strength was enough to weigh a hundred catties, as if there was a final word, making people faint.

Yang Xiaotian prepared in advance this time, quickly dodged to the side, only to feel the sledgehammer falling under his eyelids, and immediately a cold sweat broke out, if he was hit, he would become a waste if he didn't die, no wonder others called him crazy, this kind of fighting method, who can stand it! He may be directly destroyed at any time! When he encounters this kind of person, psychologically, he has already lost, and the old saying is right, the weak are afraid of the strong, the strong are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of dying.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian clenched the Ling'er sword with both hands, and swung the sword horizontally.

The furious sledgehammer had already smashed on the ground, so he had to let go of his hands holding the sledgehammer, jumped up high, came to the top of Yang Xiaotian's head, and kicked Yang Xiaotian in the back with his back kick.

Yang Xiaotian's body rolled forward.

The fury didn't give Yang Xiaotian a chance to breathe, picked up the sledgehammer and strode towards Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian didn't care about the pain in his body and got up quickly. Closing his eyes, he felt the long sword, as if the whole person was integrated into the long sword, and when he saw the long sword again, a bright light came out of the sword mouth, like an endless cold flying forward, accompanied by the roar of the long sword, plus the guidance of the purple gold giant bone dragon martial soul at this time, the roar was louder than before.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the light of the sword roar fly towards the rage, and the success or failure saw this blow.

Furious looked at this terrifying blow, a trace of panic flashed on his face, and his legs unconsciously took a step back, such a blow, it was impossible to dodge, because the sword qi almost covered all of his eyes, where to hide, only hard resistance. So, he put the sledgehammer in front of his chest, and the green pupil Tianlin retracted in front of him, and his arms were in a defensive position.

"Bang... A loud bang came out, and the furious body was shrouded in white smoke, which did not disperse for a long time.

"What's the situation, is it over?" said one of them, all staring at the white smoke.

"The power of that sword roar just now is more powerful and domineering than the previous one. One person sighed.

Fanzhi clasped his hands and stared at the field with his eyes.

Finally the smoke gradually cleared, and the furious figure still stood inside.

"Wow! What the best newcomer of the last year, madman. There was a look of shock on the faces of the crowd.

"After all, the realm is still too low, no matter how good Jian Ming is, the power he can exert in his hands is still limited! The senior brother in the crowd who had previously cultivated the long sword smashing martial art and couldn't succeed sighed.

At this time, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the berserk's mouth, but at the same time, his expression was extremely relaxed, as if his battle had only begun now. He slowly stretched out his hands and drew a half-circle in the air. A loud "whoop" sound came out, and I saw that the green-eyed Tianlin was standing upright, beating his chest with both hands, and his momentum was very majestic.

"The martial soul has gone berserk!" someone exclaimed.

"How is it possible, isn't madness only possible after the Soul Master Realm?" the senior grader couldn't believe it, and looked at the green pupil Tianlin who had already gone berserk in amazement. Genius, no, it's a demon.

Yang Xiaotian looked stunned, and then he swung his sword and stepped out, slashing directly at the fury.

Furious didn't dodge, but directly reached out to the rung, only to see the frenzied green pupil Tianlin blocking in front of Berserk, just like the furious action, stretching out his arm to block the long sword.

"Ping-pong," the sound came out, and Ling'er's sword seemed to be split on a stone. There was a violent vibration in Yang Xiaotian's hand, which made his palm hurt. So he swung several swords in a row, but they were easily resisted by the green pupil Tianlin, and he couldn't hurt him at all, but the sound of ping-pong kept coming.

At this moment, a furious kick came out, and the same green pupil Tianlin's giant foot roared out, kicking straight into Yang Xiaotian's stomach, flying out more than ten meters at once, and his face had become hideous, as if he had been shot through his stomach.

"Ah Tian. Feng Yu shouted worriedly.

"It's over now!Who can withstand the kick of this crazy green pupil Tianlin!" Some people couldn't help but regret it, after all, this blow was kicked out by a person from the third level of the Soul Growth Realm, not to mention the strength of a few hundred catties! Not to mention that a person at the ninth level of the Soul Martial Realm could bear it, even a person from the third level of the Soul Growth Realm could not withstand such an attack.

The crowd began to shake their heads and sigh. It looks like the game is indeed over.

At this time, Fan Zhi showed a satisfied smile and beat you to death.

"Howling. Dashan shouted, only to see him slowly crawl in the direction where Yang Xiaotian fell.

Qiye already knew that Yang Xiaotian had received a fatal blow, but he was entangled by this second-level person of the Soul Long Realm, and at this time, he already had a premonition that the opponent's soul power had almost been exhausted. I saw him holding the silver spear tightly with both hands, and stabbed forward continuously, "Boom!" A white lotus flower flashed out, heading straight for the person, how could he still have any soul power to resist, I saw that his face was pale, and his eyes flashed with despair, helplessly, he slowly closed his eyes, silently endured this terrifying blow, and immediately there were several holes in his body, and he was killed on the spot.

"Ahh Someone in the crowd sighed.

Qiye doesn't have those worries, his brother is struggling on the verge of death at the moment, and only by solving him can he stop the crazy beast. He flew up to the furious body. said coldly: "Brute, the master will play with you." ”

After saying that, he clenched the silver spear with both hands and stabbed towards the fury.

"Ping-pong!" There was the sound of concentrating stones again, Qiye felt the violent vibration of his palm, he couldn't care about that much, stabbed out one after another, and immediately a white lotus flower appeared, heading straight for the green pupil Tianlin, and only the sound of ping-pong came out.

At this time, the fury kicked out again, and in the same way, the giant foot of the green pupil Tianlin flew out, and Qiye had already prepared, plus the realm of the first level of the soul growth realm, the speed was extremely fast, and he dodged the kick sideways.

Seeing this, the fury threw a few punches in the direction of Qiye, only to see the green pupil Tianlin blast out continuously at Qiye's body, and light waves appeared, like more than a dozen stones thrown to the water at the same time, stirring up waves of qi.