Chapter 134: Level 7 practitioners contest

After listening to Li Shuo’s words, Lin Feng’s face suddenly cooled down. It seems that this Li Shuo’s cultivation is really not very good. Just saying a few words reveals the true colors.
"I will give you the last chance. Don't think that you are a level 7 cultivator. You can see that the Beishan base is my site. If you want to come, you want to leave."
Dissipating the energy fluctuations on his body, Li Shuo stared at Lin Feng in front of his eyes and said.
The energy fluctuations of the 7th-level practitioners are very powerful, and the powerful energy makes Wang Tieping back and forth. Even if he is a level 4 cultivator, he can't resist the powerful momentum of the 7th-level cultivator.
"To say so much nonsense, you have to fight."
Taking out the black iron bayonet from the end of the world table, Lin Feng said faintly.
As soon as Li Shuo came in, Lin Feng knew his identity and felt that it would be such an ending. This is because Wang Tieping told Li Shuo his own identity. Since he can't be a friend, he can only be an enemy.
At this time, two people walked into the door of the room. Lin Feng doesn't have to look at it. It must be the two 6-level practitioners at the Beishan base.
Li Shuo’s own treatment of a 7-level practitioner like Lin Feng is still dangerous. Everyone is at the same level. It’s hard to say who wins and who wins. However, Li Shuo is the base of the base. At this time, only two 6-level practitioners in the base can participate. As early as when Lin Feng came over, Li Shuo had already informed the two people.
"In this case, then I have to blame me for being ruthless."
Li Shuo took the long sword from the end of the world and said with awkwardness.
The two 6-level practitioners behind him also took out long swords from the end of the world table, and there was a command from Li Shuo to go forward. However, the careful Lin Feng is now, the look of the two people is very nervous. In the face of a practitioner who is one level higher than himself, who can not be nervous?
At this time, Wang Tieping hid in the corner of the room. This battle was a battle between the strong, and there was no qualification for him to participate.
The room is only over 20 square meters. If it is played in this place, it is really not good to display.
But this is enough for Lin Feng. The platform that participated in the martial arts competition in the previous life has not yet had this big. Li Shuo took the lead and moved a sword toward Lin Feng.
At this time, there will be no single play, and the other two 6-level practitioners are also taking the first step. The two knives are cut horizontally and vertically to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng’s eyes flashed in the eye. First sideways to escape the sword of Li Shuo. Li Shuo’s swordsmanship is not very good. The angle of attack makes Lin Feng easy to escape. And there is no change in the middle of the road. In Lin Feng's view, this sword has become old.
Turning around, Lin Feng stabbed a knife and deflected the direction of the knife cut by one of the 6-level practitioners. At the same time, I escaped the knife of another 6-level practitioner.
One step forward, Lin Feng shouted, kicking a kick in the lightning, straight into the chest of one of the 6-level practitioners. Look
The powerful energy flew out with the 6th-level cultivator and hit the glass room in the bathroom in the room.
"Snapped"
The glass house was filled with countless pieces by the impact of the 6th-level cultivator.
"puff"
The 6-level cultivator spurted a blood out of his mouth. Just now Lin Feng’s foot folded his ribs three times and fell to the ground for a long time.
"I won't give you some color today, I really think that I am bully."
After hurting a 6-level cultivator, Lin Feng’s warfare became stronger and stronger, and said loudly.
Before Lin Feng also said good things with the other side. Since the other party is now together, Lin Feng will not take care of anything.
A knife stabbed, I saw a flash of silver, Lin Feng added energy to the mysterious iron bayonet. Just listening to the sound of "嗡嗡", the black iron bayonet cut the air so fast.
"Ding"
The 6th-level practitioner saw Lin Feng’s movement, but only subconsciously protected the knife on his chest, but it happened to be the place where Lin Feng attacked.
The mysterious iron bayonet is sharp, and under the blessing of Lin Feng's 7th-level practitioners, it is easy to pierce the knife that the practitioner is guarding on the chest, and the bayonet directly falls into the chest of the practitioner.
At this time, Li Shuo’s sword also stabbed Lin Feng’s face. Feeling the sound of the sword breaking through the air, Lin Feng quickly rushed out and pulled the black iron bayonet from the chest of the 6th-level practitioner.
"噗嗤"
Li Shuo’s sword was not right, just inserted in the heart of the 6th-level practitioner. The key is seriously injured. The practitioner could see that he could not live. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Feng vacated in the air, a kickback, just kicked Li Shuo's chin.
Li Shuo, who was hit hard, swung his right hand and flew backwards, and the sword was still inserted in the chest of the 6th-level practitioner.
Li Shuo hit the TV cabinet behind him. The powerful impact directly hit the TV.
At this time, Wang Tieping looked silly in the corner of the room, the boss of his mouth.
Five seconds
In just five seconds, a 6-level cultivator died, and another 6-level cultivator fell into the bathroom and lost his combat power.
As the leader of the Beishan base, Li Shuo, the class 7 cultivator, was kicked out. Wang Tieping did not think that the young people in front of him were so powerful that even the 7th-level practitioners were not opponents.
"The round dancer, you turned out to be a round dancer"
Climbing up from the ground, Li Shuo shouted.
From the few seconds of the battle, Li Shuo is now a round dancer, and he will even try. This is what Li Shuo had never thought of.
In this end of the world, the people who will be recruited are called round dancers. The same level of practitioners, round dancers are much higher than ordinary practitioners. Lin Feng, who is in front of him, is a round dancer of the 7th-level practitioner, and his level has reached a very terrible level.
Now Li Shuo has some regrets, I should not do it. If Lin Feng is a round dancer, if he does not want to join the base, Li Shuo will never go to provoke Lin Feng, because the round dancers are a terrible existence for the practitioners.
But now it is already late. He has now offended Lin Feng, and it is absolutely impossible to look at it now.
Li Shuo’s eyes are constantly turning, trying to solve the problem.
"Since you already know that you are a round dancer, you can't leave it, die."
In the end, Li Shuo finally made up his mind and shouted madly toward Lin Feng.
From the last table, he took out something similar to the rocket launcher. Li Shuo lifted it up and pulled the trigger toward Lin Feng.
"Do not lead"
When the practitioner who fell to the ground saw something that Li Shuo had brought out, he was shocked and screamed.
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