Sword God

The fierce demon wasteland, Central.

Duan Lingkong teamed up with the two members of the Xiaodao League to form a team that was hunting the demon together.

As a freelancer, he can get to the point where he is today and beats the top arrogance of many great forces. In addition to his own talent and potential, he is also a dweller who dares to dare to dare to dare to take risks and treat others. The enemy should not be the enemy as much as possible, which can reduce many unnecessary troubles.

Therefore, Duan Lingkong is very good at communicating with other people.

This is incomparable by Chen Zong.

The strength of the three is between Bozhong and Zhong. The efficiency of hunting and killing monsters has been greatly improved. This is also a way for testers to improve their competitiveness.

After killing the two fiendish monsters, you will get 20 trial points.

"In a little while, I will be able to redeem the third Vientiane Real Power." Duan Lingkong looked at his increased trial points and secretly rejoiced.

Nowadays, only mastering the third layer of omnipresent true skills can be regarded as a master and become the main force. The second layer is always not enough.

Very abruptly, a bad cold emerged from the depths of my heart, and as soon as it appeared, it burst like a torrent of a levee. Duan Lingkong immediately looked back, but saw a scene that almost burst his eyes.

I saw a dark streamer that smashed through the sky like an instantaneous kill, like an arrow off the string, and lightning was incredibly fast.

One of the allies was too late to dodge and was directly hit in the head with a bang, which exploded like some vegetables and fruits.

Too fast!

This scene happened too quickly.

The second black light burst into the sky and shattered the head of another ally.

Duan Lingkong only discovered that it was the arrows that crushed their heads, and the black arrows, after hitting, exploded directly.

Immediately, Duan Lingkong only felt that he was locked, locked by a terrible breath, that breath was cold and tyrannical, mad shock came, and continued to invade, like a tarsal maggot, to get into Inside the body, everything inside the body is frozen and frozen.

Immediately afterwards, a fine black light shot through the sky and shot directly into Duan Lingkong's body, but there was no explosion. Instead, he swam away in Duan Lingkong's body, dispersing Duan Lingkong's strength.

"Inferior life." The two figures approached, one of them opening, the voice was low and cold, covered with amazing chilling killing opportunities, and his eyes were dark to the extreme, containing an unparalleled strong morale.

"It's you!" Duan Lingkong recognized each other, it was Moro Ye of the Demon Race.

As for the other, also a demon clan, holding a big black bow in his hand, he shot and killed two allies who broke up his own strength. This should be the devil clan.

This demon clan's figure is slender and strong, and his eyes are dark and sharp, as if it can pierce everything.

"Miscellaneous, I found a chance, even if you want to explode yourself now." Moro Ye's eyes stared extremely coldly at Duan Lingkong, and his words were sharp and sharp like a knife, as if cutting Duan Ling's body.

"Haha, it seems that I exploded last time, letting you die under Brother Chen's sword, but also making you cherish." Duan Lingkong didn't feel the slightest consternation, but laughed instead: "To say me, be a man , It’s better to be open-minded."

Seeing that his threat did not work, he was mocked by the other party. Moro Ye's mentality exploded, and his anger spewed out like volcanic magma.

The breath was astonishing and direct, and turned into a dark flame burning more than once, as if to burn everything to ashes.

Moro Ye directly shot, slapping Duan Lingkong into scum.

"Mo Luoye." The demon clan holding the strong bow suddenly said, and the voice was cold like ice, just like a pot of ice water poured directly on the top of Mo Luoye's head, allowing Mo Luoye to recover a bit at once. Reason, then, calm down slowly.

"Smash, I won't let you die so easily." Moro Ye's voice was full of blazing and cold killing, and he immediately shot, punched a boxing fist, breaking through the air to the limbs of the sky, and directly extremities Are interrupted.

The huge gap in strength, coupled with the strength of Duan Lingkong was broken up, and the relationship that could not be united in a short time, in the face of Moro Ye, there was no half-point of resistance.

Soon, Duan Lingkong's power was abolished, his limbs were broken, and his tongue was pulled out alive, but he did not die, because Moro Ye's purpose was not to kill Duan Lingkong.

Speaking of the almost abandoned Duan Ling, Mo Luoye and the Demon Clan with a strong bow immediately rushed towards the camp, and finally stopped in front of the mottled ancient stone bridge outside the camp, and dumped Duan Ling on the ground, keeping A very humiliating kneeling posture.

Unable to resist the struggle, unable to commit suicide, Duan Lingkong can only kneel so, his eyes almost burst into tears.

In the camp, when someone returns and someone leaves, they will pass the stone bridge and see this scene directly.

"How is this going?"

"Who is that?"

People passing by saw Duan Lingkong one after another and were shocked.

Beside Duan Lingkong, stood a figure, it was the Moro Ye of the demon clan. As for the demon clan holding the strong bow, it was gone, and I didn’t know where to go.

"Tell the low-grade miscellaneous person named Chen Zong, I will give him three days. After three days, I will give out 10,000 trial points to redeem people, otherwise his miscellaneous friends will always kneel here." Moro Ye’s The voice is full of malice and has a crazy taste: "Relax, I won't let this shit die."

Listening to his words, everyone felt horrified, and a chill rose inexplicably.

Beating into cripples, kneeling down here, for people coming and going to watch, this is a kind of humiliation, extreme humiliation, and, not to let the other party die, this approach is more humiliating than killing it several times.

Duan Lingkong wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything. His body was abolished, his tongue was pulled out, he couldn't speak, his limbs were interrupted, and he couldn't move. Kneeling pose.

It is even more impossible for Chen Zong to put together 10,000 trial points for redemption in three days.

Ten thousand trial points, how much is that?

That is the quantity needed for the fourth weight of Vientiane’s true merit. For most people, it is an amazing quantity.

In a huge palace, there are many people here, all of them are filled with amazing direct breath fluctuations, terrible.

A huge wall was turned into a light mirror, which reflected the scene in the trial camp, and even the sound was extremely clear.

"Dark Dark Wings, it's too much for your middle and juniors." A strong human clan frowned and looked at a strong demon clan across from him, with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Haha, weak meat and strong food, universal law, the strong dominates everything, the weak can only passively accept, Lin Ming, blame, you can only blame your human race is too weak." The whole body was filled with a terrible breath, like a black hole to devour everything.

Regarding the cruel behavior of his own people, this powerful man of the demon clan not only did not have half of the dissatisfaction, on the contrary, he was very supportive and felt very proud.

In this hall, in addition to the human race and the demon race, there are also strong people of other races.

"Okay, everything in the land of trial can't interfere and watch with peace of mind." The silver-haired man sitting at the top spoke, his voice seemed to be cold, but it sounded kind of gentle. , Very weird.

Indeed, everything in the trial camp does not allow outsiders to intervene, they can only watch.

A bang, a slight windbreak sounded, and a shadow suddenly flew by, approaching Moro Ye, a touch of bloody knife light, bursting into an amazing light in an instant, traversing the sky and tearing everything, cutting directly To Mo Luoye, mercilessly.

It was the war demon who shot.

Come from the same side of the void, just don’t see it, and since you see it, you won’t sit idly by.

Moro Ye's face suddenly changed, a knife that cut through the sky, containing the ultimate murderous opportunity, which turned into a substantial shock. The crazy shock was like a round of a bloody moon, wanting to cut Moro Ye into two. half.

At the critical moment, Moro Ye also reacted quickly, not evading, but punching out.

This punch directly contains the two forces of darkness and flame, which is extremely powerful and extremely domineering.

Fist strength collided with Daoguang. In a flash, Daoguang was shattered, and the body of the war demon was also hit. It shattered instantly, but that was just an afterimage.

In a flash, the war demon passed the punch directly in a mysterious way, approaching Moro Ye, and once again slashed out with stronger killing power and more powerful.

Cut down!

One knife after another, the knives were continuous, slashing out, forming a bloody blade of light, like a waterfall descending, slashing to Moro Ye as much as possible, directly engulfing Moro Ye's body.

As each knife is chopped out continuously, the breath of War Demon is also condensing and becoming more and more tyrannical.

War intentions!

Amazing fighting ideas!

However, Moro Ye's strength is also very arrogant, without evasion, double fists bombarded one after another, each fist carrying the terrible power, smashing the mountain-like, shattering the blade of the sword, blasting towards the war demon .

collision!

Crazy collision, rolled up a terrible storm of power sweeping all directions, raging endlessly.

"Who is this person?"

"A lower life can actually fight Moro Ye to this extent."

Everyone watching from a distance was surprised.

The life gap between the third sequence of voids and the first sequence of voids is very obvious, and it is almost insurmountable. Under the same strength, the life of the third sequence of voids cannot be the opponent of the first sequence of voids.

Before, there was a Chen Zong, who defeated Mo Luoye, and now, there was another masked person who was able to fight against Mo Luoye without stopping.

At the time of life, the third sequence of voids could be like this, and this masked person and Chen Zong still seemed to come from the same void.

Moro Ye himself was also very shocked, let alone a lower life. Now, there is another one. The power contained in the long sword is terrible and overbearing. There is also an indescribable madness that completely blocks himself .