Volume 2: Regional Selection Competition] Chapter 42: The Tug-of-war on the Judicial Island (III)

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Chapter 42: The Tug-of-war on the Judicial Island (III)

The fist hit Chen Yu's chin heavily. The latter groaned and was beaten into the air. However, before he landed, his figure flashed and disappeared. The next moment he appeared behind Lin Tao and slashed in half. Equipment: No ads, full text, more

Chen Yu tried to cut Lin Tao into two pieces, but Lin Tao, who had become a demon, became much stronger. This knife just cut him out. Lin Tao rolled on the spot, stabilized his body and flashed, and came to Chen Yu.

"It's useless, your speed is too slow in front of me!" Chen Yu had just finished his knife, but he quickly recovered from his hard straightness before Chen Yu launched the attack and stabbed him.

Lin Tao did not dodge, drew out the rebellious sword, and carried the knife to slash. Indeed, in terms of speed, he could not compare with Chen Yu, who was empty. He just wanted to make good use of this period of acceleration recovery in the demon state, and charge as much as possible with the time of improving offensive and defense and slight dominance ability. The attack power of the royal guard was already full.

"What's wrong!? Have you started to give up on yourself?" Chen Yu laughed and waved his sword and shouted angrily: "Cursy Sky Crush!"

Lin Tao still did not dodge or dodge, forcibly endured this move, but the power of this sword was too strong, and the dark red sword energy directly swallowed Lin Tao. Lin Tao's figure was swallowed. When the spiritual pressure of the crescent sky Chong disappeared, Lin Tao fell to the ground, and the demonic aura on his body had disappeared, but six fires on the arm bracelet had already lit up.

"There's no other way..." Lin Tao held up from the ground. He was a little arrogant and eager for quick success. He shouldn't just carry this recklessly in order to accumulate the Sun Yat's arm bracelet. Instead, he should use the recovery ability of the Qing-attribute Death Qi Flame and the Demon Clothes to slowly accumulate the flames of the arm bracelet, and was directly knocked back to the prototype.

Now he has exhausted all the mps he can use to transform, and the recovery ability of the Qing-attribute Death Qi Flame alone is too slow to keep his life at a safe stage. However, it is enough...

"Come on, sweetheart, come to Daddy..." Lin Tao waved to Chen Yu and provoked the other party to attack.

"You want to die, why should I refuse? Crescent moon..." Chen Yu sneered and raised the Tiansuo in his hand to slay the moon. However, the moment his knife was raised, a strong golden light appeared around Lin Tao's body.

"Sunya... a flash of gold!" Lin Tao shouted angrily, and his body turned into a golden light and passed by Chen Yu. Chen Yu coughed dryly, and a few blood lines spurted out of the corner of his mouth. The hand holding the knife suddenly released. Then, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a "thump", and Tiansuo Zhanyue also fell aside. A ray of light surrounded Chen Yu's figure, and his Bankai was lifted, Tiansuo Zhanyue also returned to the state of a pig-killing knife, and a key fell out of his arms with a "dingdong".

"Huh--!" Lin Tao breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the key from Chen Yu, and smiled bitterly: "I regret the broken ability I chose more and more now. What is it? Every time I fight, I beat the shit out for people, and then start fighting to hit the shit out of others. Isn't it just self-abuse..."

"Have the people behind us arrived yet? Then I'll set off first." Lin Tao said, taking the key and running forward.

In the fourth game, Ye Feng faced a player who had never played before. The player was a member of the original F team, runner-up in Group C in the central region, and Summer. The central city covers a large range, so the number of competition areas is also greater than that of other cities.

Summer dresses are exactly the same as Roronoa Zoro, but there are only one knife around his waist.

When the battle between Lin Tao and Chen Yu was over, the battle between Ye Feng and Xia Tian had just begun. Ye Feng kept holding the black knife in his hand obliquely and pressing Xia Tian with his momentum, but the other party just put his hand on the hilt of the knife, neither speaking nor drawing his sword, but just looked at him lightly, not moved by Ye Feng's momentum.

"Tsk..." Finally, Ye Feng couldn't hold back his anger at first, and suddenly waved the black knife in his hand. Xia Tian squatted down casually, and a hideous crack suddenly appeared on the wall behind him.

But at the moment when Xia Tian squatted down, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his hand placed on the hilt tightly, and his body turned into a ray of light and passed through Ye Feng. Then he stopped behind Ye Feng and pushed the slightly unsheathed knife back.

After a while of silence, a sharp cut appeared on the upper left behind Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng is also an ss-level Hawkeye Mihawk ability, so he naturally would not be killed so easily. Just as the opponent's sword was slashed, he slightly opened his body, crossed the black sword, and bounced the opponent's blade with the back of the knife, changing the direction of the slash.

"Sure enough, it seems that fighting will be very interesting..." Xia Tian smiled faintly. He felt a sense of evil spirit and gentlemanly on his body. Then he took off his belly band from his waist and wrapped it around his head, then took off his upper body's clothes, and then slowly pulled out the knife from his waist. The knife's blade was filled with a faint red aura.

"The black sword Qiushui, the three generations of Guiche He and Dao, merged into this sword, and after more than three thousand lives, it became a real demon sword, Hongying." Xia Tian smiled and drew a beautiful blood-red arc with elegant sway.

There was a rare smile on Ye Feng's face: "It seems that this tower should collapse, right?"

"It shouldn't be true, after all, it's a map set by the system." As he said that, Xia Tian held Hongying and in an instant, the knife in Xia Tian's hand seemed to have turned into two: "Ghost energy, two swords, Juhe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Tian's figure suddenly turned into a red light and flashed towards Ye Feng: "Rashomon!"

Ye Feng calmly turned sideways, raised the black knife horizontally, and met the two red lights that Xia Tian slashed. A crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting, Xia Tian's knife stopped suddenly, and the two blood-red sword shadows formed into one, but behind Ye Feng, two vertical upward slash marks appeared, and the strong aura made Ye Feng's hair float backwards.

"It's useless... Your knife is so murderous." Xia Tian smiled gracefully and said, "I'm afraid I haven't killed a few people? I have to say it's so regretful. I thought I had met a good opponent, but the result..."

Before Xia Tian could finish his words, Ye Feng's figure suddenly shook, and two cracks appeared on the black knife! Two blood marks suddenly appeared on his shoulders from bottom to top, and blood arrows spurted out from the wound. Ye Feng groaned and fell backwards.

"It's here, add a hint of solemnity to my knife." Xia Tian laughed and lustful to Ye Feng, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, holding Hongying down and preparing to stab him.

"That's...can't be sure." Ye Feng's mouth on the ground also grinned a faint smile, "From the knife, maybe I lost to you, but from the swordsmanship, I didn't lose..."

Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, and a knife that was horizontally visible to the bone suddenly appeared on his chest. He groaned, coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and fell down. After struggling for a few times, he didn't stand up.

"Haha! Okay, my swordsmanship takes the Juhe route, which is a one-sword move to decide the outcome. Unexpectedly, you not only forced my second sword, but also tied me... OK!" Xia Tian couldn't help laughing. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and fell backwards, rolled his eyes, and a key fell out of his chest.

Ye Feng on the ground struggled to climb towards the key, but it was so far away just a few meters away. The blood accumulated under him was getting more and more. In the end, he still lost too much blood and fainted. Soon, both of them were teleported out by the system, and only a shiny key was left on the field.

Five minutes later, Lin Tao had already rushed up and looked around, and found that there was no one on the scene: "Is the battle over? Damn, Ye Feng was teleported away, it seems he lost... Huh?"

At this time, Lin Tao saw the key on the ground and picked it up. Liu Fei and Han Meng also rushed up. Including the two keys obtained by Han Meng and Lin Tao, there were already three! Yang Cheng's last one left!

"Did Zheng Ze lose? There's nothing I can do... Go quickly! There's the last key from Yang Cheng." Lin Tao, Liu Fei, Han Meng and others brought the keys and rushed to the top of the Tower of Justice.

At the top of the Tower of Justice, the battle has reached its end. The top of the tower is in a mess, but the situation is obvious: although Dai Zhicheng has no injuries on his body, he is already exhausted when he sits on the ground panting. Although Yang Cheng's body is covered with small wounds, he is calm and rosy in his face, and he looks full of confidence.

"I know that you can eat any element when you reach this level, but the air doesn't have any effect, right?" Yang Cheng said with a smile. The attack power of the Sky Dragon Dragon Destroying Magician is second-most powerful. The strongest is auxiliary magic and recovery magic. Although it cannot recover human injuries in a short period of time in battle, it can recover physical strength. In terms of attack, Yang Cheng can enter the real dragon body state after eating the air, but Dai Zhicheng has no flame to eat, which can make up for the shortcomings in attack power.

"You...you!" Dai Zhicheng gasped and stared at Yang Cheng with nothing to say. The two of them started to fight the ultimate move from the beginning to the end. His magic power was almost exhausted. Although the other party suffered a little injury, he still seemed at ease. Now Dai Zhicheng began to regret that he did not choose a summoning ability like Yan Huang to put it outside the fusion of skills, otherwise he could now swallow the magic power and enter the real dragon body state. Not only did the damage of the moves widen the gap, but the magic power could also be replenished.

"You are so good! You have the ability of Fire Dragon-Destroying Magic. Don't you know the ability of the Dragon-Destroying Magician? So the biggest gap between you and the 8 Player is that you forgot to keep your brain in your home! Just like you, you will never surpass our 8 Player-Destroying Magician in your entire life. Do you understand?" Yang Cheng said angrily.

"No, take me..." Dai Zhicheng roared with a loud voice, suddenly stood up, surrounded by the red dragon fire, then raised his head and roared: "Compared with that slut! Your soul egg--!"

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