Chapter 1483: The strong gather

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Yueqing was startled, and looked up, only to see countless red lights coming in a flash, and he didn't dare to neglect, he immediately drew himself and avoided.
The rest of the people also evaded quickly, but some of them dodged, and some of them pierced their chests directly, spitting out a mouthful of red blood.
But in a moment, five or six people instantly lost their breath.
Especially some people looked at Yueqing bitterly before dying, and gritted their teeth and cursed: "You said, come with you, believe in the king of God, and have eternal life, why I will die so soon..." "Oh, brother, this happened so fast just now. I didn't react for a while. I guess... Lord God King didn't react either..." "You... sister!"
Yueqing's face was flat, and he gave a bright smile. The man stared at him viciously, and after a word of curse, he quickly lost his breath.
Yueqing sighed helplessly, but before he could look at the enemy, he whizzed, and an ear-piercing buzzer sounded, rushing towards him with great speed.
Yueqing's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly flashed to the side, bursting with a bang, and the smoke was filled.
Yueqing immediately took out a seven-foot spear in his hand, stared solemnly at the smoke-filled place, and shouted: "Who are you, why do you shoot at us for no reason?"
"For no reason?
Jie Jie Jie..." A treacherous laugh came out, and out of the smoke and dust, a young man with a face full of red hair came and sneered: "In this Colosseum, there is a life-and-death battle. Who kills? It's all justified.
Why, is it possible that you think I should introduce myself to you before I start to do something, and I will not be able to do it after being courteous? "
Well! The heart was stagnant, and Yueqing was choked and speechless.
The man's eyes flashed, and a nine-foot long sickle in his hand suddenly swung forward, shouting: "Eleventh-rank high-level martial arts, Li soul flying sickle!"
Huh huh! In a short time, but only a short time, nine days and ten places, the entire sky, suddenly appeared countless dense sickle blades, each of which is seven or eight feet long, like rain, smashed the people on the ground, even the sickle. On the blade, there are bursts of ghost crying and wolf howling, like the roar of resentment.
When Yueqing and the others saw it, they were shocked immediately, and some were so scared that they almost cried: "Eleventh rank martial arts?
Who is this kid?
Why is it so strong..." Rumbling! The man hadn't finished speaking, but his voice disappeared during the frantic bombardment of countless red sickle blades.
It was just a trick to annihilate the dozens of people in Yueqing. The red-haired young man couldn't help but laughed up to the sky, and the laughter was full of evil charm and surly... At the same time, the scene here was transmitted back in real time. In the parliament hall of a super-class family, a gray-robed old man was introducing the records in his hand.
"Red Refining Blood Demon, Jing Wuming, comes from the realm of a third-rate aristocratic family, the cultivation base of the first-tier peak Wuwang."
"Oh?
People from the third-rate aristocracy actually reached the strength of King Wu?
Moreover, he uses this trick so easily, no matter how powerful or skill it is, it is not like a Tier 1 Martial King, at least it is the skill of a Tier 3 Martial King! "
Zhai Linfeng stared at the image on the ball in front of him, muttering, and all the Patriarchs around him nodded and agreed.
boom! At this time, another explosion sounded, and everyone looked intently, and saw that Jing Wuming’s laugh had not yet fallen. The place that had been hit by a red sickle blade before, suddenly burst into a bright blue light. The sky was filled with crimson all around and flew out.
Yueqing's eyes were solemn, and the spear in his hand exuded a weird orchid light, and his whole body suddenly increased tenfold, majestic and majestic.
None of the friends around Yueqing were injured.
At this moment, when he saw Yueqing's spear, he shook the opponent's big move, and immediately showed admiration.
Le Shao is finally about to use his real ability! "Yueqing, this Hundred Martial Arts Conference is a leader from a second-rate family, a second-tier peak Martial King master!"
In the chamber, the gray-robed old man introduced again, and the patrons looked deeply at this second person who focused on observation, and slightly nodded.
In fact, after the first round of screening, these super-class families have a general understanding of these players and listed key observation objects.
Two people like Jing Wuming and Yueqing are among them.
In this second round of selection, these family patriarchs mainly focused on these key figures.
Of course, Tu Ganglie, whose alias Yang Feng is aliased, and Liu Shufen, whose alias is Feng Yu's alias, are also among the key observation objects.
"The so-called brother Xinfeng will have eternal life.
Your choice to go with Brother Feng this time is the most correct choice in your life. "
After parting ways with the rest of Yueqing, Yang Feng led a team of more than a dozen people dangling slowly on the endless battlefield, and from time to time gave the younger brothers ideological education work.
"Although Brother Feng can't guarantee to take you to the finals, but this life and death battle will keep you safe and worry-free, don't worry, hahaha..." "Hmph, a big tone, first protect yourself! "
However, as soon as his voice fell, a cold drink rang suddenly, and then countless cyan winds came like blades, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance.
"Twelfth-Rank Elementary Spiritual Technique, Qingfeng hunts down the formation!"
"What, twelfth grade?"
Hearing this, and seeing the gust of wind, all the boys were so scared that they almost didn't jump up.
Before they could move, Feng Yu had already taken the lead to move forward and waved his hands: "Tianfeng Liaoyuan!"
boom! The scorching flame turned into a sky-shaking phoenix, and it slammed into the gang wind, which instantly burst into a wall of fire, blocking the wind.
When everyone saw this, Qi Qi was overjoyed and cheered: "Sister Shufen is so strong. The twelfth-Rank spiritual technique can be blocked so easily. Long live Sister Shufen..." Boom! A series of explosions sounded, and the voices of those people hadn't died yet, and they were directly blown up by small fireballs, and fell to the ground with a groan.
The blue veins on Feng Yu's forehead were exposed, and he clenched his fists, cursing: "Don't call me Sister Shufen, or you will be burned to death, huh!"
"Uh... yes, we don't dare anymore, sister!"
All the boys wanted to cry but didn't know what they had done wrong.
In the chamber, all the Patriarchs looked at this scene and opened their mouths one by one: "What a strong girl, the skill of this fire fighting is so subtle, I am afraid that even the strong ones in our family who are good at fire fighting are inferior to it. ?"
"Liu Shufen, the third-tier peak martial king powerhouse, comes from a second-rate family!"
"What, she is also a second-rate king of martial arts?"
The gray-robed old man reported indifferently, and the Patriarchs were surprised and shouted again.
The gray-robed old man nodded, but quickly frowned and said: "But this Liu Shufen is very strange that she is not on the list of the first round of selection. She seems to be forced in from the second round. I don’t know how it was inserted, should we investigate it?"
"No need!"
Shaking his head, Zhai Linfeng's eyes flashed with a deep light: "These weird and talented teenagers do not matter where they come from, but who they are."