The long sword in his hand suddenly emitted purple rays, and a purple tiger head appeared from within, translucent, roaring at Zhang Dishu, and a pair of tiger eyes stared closely.

Under the crazy infusion of the young man's aura, the best spirit treasure had a trace of reaction, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and the tiger roared to shake the world.

Zhang Dishu's internal organs couldn't bear it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his strength was suddenly reduced by half, and the activated spirit treasure was too strong, even if it was released, it was not something he could resist now.

The half-kneeling, trembling young man, at this moment, has the strength to stand up, an obsession, a strength, and turns into the final resistance.

"Ah!!" Both of them are desperate, desperate for the goal in their hearts, treating each other as mortal enemies and stumbling blocks on the road.

Zhang Dishu kept thinking about his family, the cow, and the family.

"Do you have a dream in your heart?" said lightly as the young man's face was covered with blood and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

His eyes flickered, Zhang Dishu didn't know why he said this, so he didn't answer, and looked at him silently.

"Hey, forget it, boring man. The young man sneered, looking at Zhang Dishu's eyes, as if he had seen something.

Suddenly, the boy fell to his knees and smashed two holes. That powerful force disappeared, the tiger's head gradually became transparent, without a trace, and the aura was finally exhausted.

Kaishan fist glove was unstoppable, and there was no longer the strength to resist it, and after flicking away the tiger flash sword, he hammered at the young man on his back.

The boy only had the fist gloves left in his sight, and he could see the slightest texture on them, and then closed his eyes, and darkness was the destination.

Zhang Dishu saw that he could solve his biggest enemy and win the victory, and suddenly imagined in his mind the scene of an iron fist smashing his head open and his brains splashing.

My heart began to reject, my stomach stirred, I wanted to vomit, a day ago, he was just a child who cried at the sight of blood, crying for the dead animals, now what happened?

After a moment of hesitation, his heart was no longer firm, his arm was an inch to the side, and his fist gauntlet flew past the boy's face.

I just listened, there was a loud bang, and a huge pit appeared in the ground behind him, and Zhang Dishu stood in the pit, looking at the fist gloves with his eyes.

Slowly opening his eyes, the young man knew that he had been spared, but he did not thank Zhang Dishu in his heart, on the contrary, he was a little disgusted with his children's affection.

"I'm defeated. My name is Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen said calmly, although he was unwilling, what could he do, after speaking, he lay on the ground, not caring about the mud on the ground at all, and now he was tired of moving his fingers.

Seeing that Zhang Chen admitted defeat, Zhang Dishu also fell to the ground, in fact, he himself knew that his body had reached the limit now, and he was the one who couldn't hold on.

The second battle ended, and Zhang Dishu won by a narrow margin.

By the time the child reacted and wanted to trap Coptis chinensis, it was already too late.

From inside crawled out a half-human, half-snake Coptis chinensis, more than two meters high, below the waist has turned into a green snake body, erect, ears become long and pointed, eyes with a strange blue light.

"If you have eaten a man, you are not worthy of a man. Huang Lian spit out the snake letter and said lightly.

"Giggles, yes, those people I eat aren't human!" replied, turning the child's head.

His eyes were full of doubts, and he was thinking inwardly about how he had escaped.

"Snake swim!" Huang Lian said silently, his body was like a snake crawling, it seemed to be slow, but it was actually fast, and in a few blinks, he had come to the child.

Without saying a word, Huang Lian's eyes became colder and colder, and when he looked at the child in front of him, he thought of his younger brother, he needed to teach him to be a man.

The child didn't expect the speed to be so fast at all, and he couldn't react at all, so he instinctively opened his mouth to spit silk, wanting to use spider silk to entangle Coptis chinensis.

But before he could open it, he was flicked by Coptis chinensis, pumped heavily in the face, and flew out, the child was not weak, adjusted his posture in the air, and aimed at Coptis chinensis to open his mouth again to spit silk.

The idea was good, but unfortunately the speed was too slow, Huang Lian guessed his intention at once, used snake swimming, and caught up with the child in the air, and the two went hand in hand.

The eyes widened and the boss was stunned, and the child didn't know how to describe such a speed.

Immediately after that, Huang Lian silently said, "Snake whip!" A thick snake tail covered with scales swung out, and the mud exploded into a pit in the ground.

Like playing table tennis, the child turned in the air and flew to the other side, his eyes turned up, his mouth was wide open, blood and rain and saliva were mixed, and a big bag bulged out on his forehead, and he couldn't move, and he had lost his meaning.

After flying out a few feet and falling to the ground, Huang Lian did not come forward to check his self-confidence, and after lifting the possession, he looked at a certain direction in the sky and muttered: "Wait for me, my brother's promise to you will be fulfilled." ”

The third battle ended, and after a wave of three easy counterattacks, Huang Lian won.

The duo who had never mentioned it before, Zhu Lele and Ma San, were angry at first and vowed to kill each other, but when they really fought, it was the opposite, Ma San showed mercy everywhere when attacking, like an old lady walking, even if she was hit, she didn't feel any power.

This made Zhu Lele very incomprehensible, so that he didn't know how to fight, he was honest by nature, and he paid attention to fairness.

"I said that you still can't fight!Where is the momentum before!" Zhu Lele said depressedly, the battle was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help it, and began to question Ma San.

"Fight, pretend to fight, don't fight I'm sorry for my current teammates, really fight, my horse is a man, I have already lost to your boss, and I don't plan to enter the election, you pretend to beat me for a while, as soon as I fall, the acquaintance will be over. Ma San said frankly.

In fact, at the moment when Ma San fled, he was no longer enthusiastic about the selection, and those clear eyes appeared in his mind, and he wanted to repay his grievances with virtue.

So he had an idea in his heart to help Luotian enter the selection, and he knew that Luotian would definitely survive to the end, and then his middle spirit root would find the strongest team and enter the final selection.

If Luotian is not there, if he can not only protect him secretly, but also find a chance to defeat him after he gets the quota, it will be perfect.

Of course, Zhu Lele didn't know his plan, just listening to what he said, he had mixed feelings in his heart, if it was before, he would be very happy to have such a situation, but now he can't raise his interest.

No one knew what he was thinking, not even himself, and it was hard to let go.

However, the action that should be done was to be done, the plot was staged as usual, Zhu Lele shot out of the bear's paw, Ma San pretended to be unable to dodge, was shot and flew out, fell to the ground, and shouted for mercy.

One of the easiest victories in history was accomplished, to put it mildly, dramatically transformed, this is life, there are no miracles, what was planted at the beginning, what is gained now.

With a good start, the victory is like a snowball, more and more, even after the little fox is possessed, he has never beaten the white lotus, lost in fighting skills, and after being abused, he has no strength to stand up.

Xiuhuacai and Yifu naturally defeated the opponent without any suspense, Yifu's perverted recovery ability, tired the opponent alive to the point of detachment, Xiuhuacai's superb swordsmanship after possession was enough to make everyone frightened, and the opponent was covered with dense blood marks and fell to the ground.

The legendary female swordsman is nothing more than that.

Da Zhuang was scarred and leaned on the overlord, while the overlord was lying on the ground, the breath was less than the breath in, the two of them had been released from possession, and the appearance of the nose and face was swollen was no longer human.

In addition, after winning at the earliest, Gao Xiucai, who was idle, won eight people in a row on the side of Luotian.

In the end, the two who were still fighting were Luotian and the strong man, and the one-sided battlefield did not have any impact on the strong man.

Tired to the point that the muscles explode, and it is no longer possible to distinguish between sweat and water, the Xuanniu Spirit Root not only enhances strength, but also has a characteristic of super endurance.

One relies on the help of spiritual roots, and the other relies on the strength gained by his own efforts over the years, and he is holding back his strength in his heart, and he will definitely divide the victory and defeat.

The broadsword has become dull and slower, and the force ruler blocks every knife perfectly, whether fast or slow.

Between you and me, there are thousands of rounds, and two people must insist on physical overdraft, crippled hands and feet, dizziness and dizziness, and persistence for the sake of persistence.

The whole audience looked at them, with different moods and different expressions, as if they were dancing a one-man show in the center of the stage.

"Boy, my name is Guo Jun, whether I win or lose, I have made up your friend. The strong man said heroically, his eyes revealing his appreciation of the falling sky.

The body is tired, and the voice is still full of energy.

"You're a little older than me, my name is Luotian, it's nice to meet you. Luotian naturally saw his overtures and returned the salute.

Now Luotian feels that he is dying, his strength is getting smaller and smaller, his potential has been squeezed clean, the low-grade spiritual root, the second layer of qi training, and the first level of body training are all added together.

If you can't beat a medium spiritual root, this is the gap between the high and low spiritual roots, like an unbridgeable chasm.

It's just that the sky is unwilling, how can you be willing, it's too early to admit defeat, and it has been supported until now.

He no longer has a trace of strength, and it is unknown whether he can take the next knife, and his eyes are blurred.

The loss of strength brought him a sense of emptiness and doubt in his heart, like the feeling of wanting to commit suicide after losing his hands and feet.

The pain in the flesh is not as good as the torment in the heart.

"I can't do it anymore, I'm so tired, let's stop here, all my hard work, a few years of hard work, can't compare to a medium spiritual root, it's a shame. Luo Tian denied in his heart.

In fact, he is still holding on to luck, there is still a strong person in his mind, maybe she can help.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound at all, and Luotian was a little unwilling, and shouted directly: "Sister fairy, are you still here?"

No matter how much he called, no one answered him, and the last glimmer of hope was dashed.

Looking at the oncoming broadsword, he wanted to pick up the force ruler to block it, but the weight of the force gauge itself was already too much for Luo Tian to bear.

The slow-down knife that is usually a casual dodge attack has now become a lethal attack.

The raindrops are so cold on the face, and that's what it feels like to be alive, it's so good.

"I tried my best, really did. Luotian couldn't help but shed tears and gritted his teeth.

It's nice to cry on a rainy day, so that no one will notice the tears.

"Smack!" the knife slashed into the top of the falling sky's head, and it was all over.