Chapter four hundred and fortieth six, Zhuqiang assembled
On the Lundao platform, millions of people were watching the battle taking place in Lundao Mountain. When those geniuses were killed one by one, the hearts of their elders were beating violently, as if they would jump out of their throats at any time.
This is not competition at all, it is simply a one-sided massacre.
Those Yuan Luo in the early stages were the strongest in their families and sects, but in this Lundao Mountain, they could only be reduced to mere foils, being killed by those Yuan Luo in the middle stage with a sword and a punch.
"Fortunately this is Lundao Mountain, otherwise, I don't know how many people would have died." Many people secretly wiped the cold sweat from their faces, not expecting that so-called geniuses could be so cheap.
Xiao Chengfan felt a little uneasy. He also saw the scene in Lundao Mountain. Yan Ting's figure flashed across the stone tablet several times. Judging from those scenes, Yan Ting should have successfully escaped. However, the sudden outbreak of the war made Yan Ting
He had to worry about whether something would happen to Yan Ting inside.
Although he knew that there was no real death inside, he still felt a little worried.
"The empire's theory is really cruel." Xiao Chengfan sighed softly. There were more than 400 people. In this battle alone, it is estimated that 70 or 80 people will die, and then be reborn and lose points.
Their loss of points is not a big deal, but the main reason is the fear of experiencing death personally, which is likely to leave a shadow on them for the rest of their lives. This should be the closest they have come to death, after all, it is considered death in a certain sense.
"Who is the woman next to Yan Ting?" The attentive Chu Tianyuan discovered that when Yan Ting escaped, there was a woman in purple beside him. It seemed that his relationship with this woman was not simple.
Lin Jue patted him on the side and rolled her eyes at him.
Chu Tianyuan shut up immediately. Qin Feiling was still here. By saying this now, didn't he make it clear that he was causing trouble?
To his surprise, Qin Feiling didn't pay attention to this matter at all. She devoted herself to searching for the picture of Yan Ting on the stone tablet. Although she only had a few breaths of time, it was enough for her.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the stone tablet, and no one noticed that Qu Litian, who had always been looking relaxed, was momentarily at a loss when he saw Qu Qingyang's golden array being blasted into pieces by Yan Ting. Tiangang
No one knew better than him how good the defense of the golden armor was. Yan Ting could blast the golden magic circle, and it was naturally possible to completely destroy it, but he did not continue.
Is this because he is unable to fight anymore, or is he planning to conserve his strength?
On the other side of Lundao Mountain, Ye Sixuan was also climbing up the mountain quickly. She had already gained a lot of points. Half of the five days had passed, and it was time for her to climb to the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, she stopped and looked ahead calmly.
More than ten feet away, Mo Jian stood there, holding a sword in one hand, as if he was specifically waiting for her.
"If you don't go up the mountain, what are you doing here?" Ye Sixuan said calmly.
"Ye Sixuan, don't you know what I'm going to do?" Mo Jian smiled coldly. He pointed his sword at Ye Sixuan, and the slightly trembling Xuanying Sword issued a chilling and frightening sword intention.
The space was filled with fierce sword energy.
"A year ago, you and I should have fought, but due to many reasons we couldn't enjoy it to the fullest. Now, your scores and mine should be enough to enter the top fifty-six. The right time and the right place, why not have a battle of life and death?"
How about fighting?" The corner of Mo Jian's mouth curled up, and the sword in his hand began to activate the sword energy, slowly moving closer to Ye Sixuan.
Ye Sixuan frowned slightly. She didn't want to waste time with Mo Jian here. She was almost approaching the top of the mountain. If the first few were snatched away by others, she would lose many good opportunities.
"I'm not free."
Ye Sixuan spoke coldly, and a wave of air suddenly erupted from her body, shattering most of the sword energy in the sky. She took a step forward and wanted to continue walking to the top of the mountain, but Mo Jian blocked her way with a sword at this moment.
Swinging down vertically, a hundred-foot ravine was cut into the ground in front of her, abruptly blocking her steps.
"You have no choice. If you want to go up the mountain, you can only kill me, or... die in my hands." Mo Jian flicked the blade, like an embroidery needle falling to the ground, with an extremely slight clang, but it was like an explosion of divine power.
, countless rays of sword energy burst out from the Xuanying Sword, criss-crossing the sky, forming a huge sword formation.
Ye Sixuan looked at the sword formation and murmured: "The Four Symbols Formation of the Heaven-Jieting Heaven!"
She drew out the soft sword from her waist, and the cold light shone across the sky. The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped, as if everything was about to be frozen.
"Then... let's fight!"
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A young man wearing a red python robe picked up a fourth-level demonic wolf with one hand and threw it heavily to the ground. This demonic wolf is called the Bloody Demonic Wolf. It is huge, bloodthirsty and ferocious. It is one of the most difficult monsters among the monsters.
A kind of entanglement, as long as it is targeted, it is almost a life-or-death situation.
But such a magical beast was thrown to the ground like a dead corpse, not even daring to move. The young man in the python robe sat beside it, and slowly stroked its head with his palms, smiling at the corner of his mouth and moving gently,
It's like stroking your own domestic kitten.
The body of the bloody demon wolf curled up and was trembling constantly. Its body was covered with blood, three of its four legs had been broken, and a deep bloody hole appeared on one leg.
Suddenly, the young man's palm stopped on its head, and then pressed it lightly. The skull of the bloody demon wolf instantly cracked, and the whole head exploded directly. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and brain matter splattered. A layer of vitality barrier appeared on the young man's body, and the whole head exploded.
All this blood is isolated.
"I guess it's almost time. In the past five days, although they all started to rush upward on the fourth day, there are always a few who want to pick up the missed ones in each session, taking advantage of others to hunt Warcraft.
, rush to the top of the mountain secretly, this time, I will not give you this chance." A dragon shadow flashed in the young man's cold eyes, his spiritual sense covered hundreds of feet in radius, turned his head and looked in the direction near the top of the mountain, coldly
Yixiao: "Sure enough, there are still some mistakes."
Yan Ting and Zi Qianying ran all the way. They were only a hundred feet away from the top of the mountain. They were almost within reach. Both of them looked happy. They came up from the mountainside and saw no one along the way.
They were probably either killing World of Warcraft to score points, or fighting in a melee. Yan Ting guessed that they should be the first or second place finishers in the first round.
"We're almost there." Zi Qianying said happily.
Just as she continued walking up, a burst of vitality suddenly crashed down. Yan Ting quickly pulled her body and hid to the side, and a huge crater was suddenly blasted out of a large piece of land in front of her.
Yan Ting's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he turned back to look at the source of his energy. A young man wearing a red python robe stood in the void, looking at them with cold eyes.
"Why, a fifth-level Yuan Luo, a third-level Yuan Luo, and two reptiles also want to sneak up to the top of the mountain?" Long Ze half-squinted his eyes and said with a playful smile.
Yan Ting lightly patted the dust on his body, looked at Long Ze, and said calmly: "The fifth-level Yuan Luo is just a reptile in your eyes. It seems that your vision is indeed unique. If I remember correctly, you should
It must be Longze, the crown prince of the Ming Empire."
"Since you know he is the prince, why don't you worship him?"
"That's because he is from our Fengxuan Empire." Before Yan Ting could speak, a domineering voice came from a distance. The three of them looked at each other and saw Feng Hanyao's figure flashing from a hundred feet away.
Flying here, standing opposite Long Ze, he is one foot taller than the Ming Prince.
"The Fengxuan Empire only recognizes one prince, and that is me, Feng Hanyao. Tell me, why do I want to worship you?" Feng Hanyao looked arrogant and indifferent, even in the face of the empire's number one commentator twenty years ago.
The son of the person sitting in the seat did not have any fluctuations in his heart.
Seeing Feng Hanyao, Yan Ting's originally calm expression suddenly became tense. He could barely cope with Long Ze, but when Feng Hanyao came next, he seemed a little passive.
"Feng Hanyao?" Long Ze sneered: "If I remember correctly, the top ten seats in the last imperial discussion seemed to have nothing to do with your Fengxuan Empire. Why, do you think you can do it?"
This sentence can be said to have touched upon Feng Hanyao's pain point. He raised his head slightly, stared at the other person, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, which actually made Yan Ting on the ground feel a little ups and downs.
"He has definitely reached the later stage of Yuan Luo." Yan Ting's face was a little solemn.
"Prince of the Ming Dynasty, it is not your turn to take the first seat this time. If you are more calm, you may be able to be among the top three." Feng Hanyao said indifferently.
"It's ridiculous, just you?" Long Ze raised his palm, and a small blue dragon wrapped around his fingertips.
Yes, it was a dragon, and it had almost turned into reality.
Feng Hanyao had no expression on his face, looking at the little dragon on Long Ze's finger, his eyebrows finally raised slightly: "Canglan Dragon Soul, the inherited soul of the Ming Dynasty royal family, it seems that you are indeed somewhat capable, but I say
Come on, you should be more at ease, there is hope for the top three, but it is not your turn to be the first."
"Really, then do you think I have hope?" Another clear voice came. Chu Tianxuan was dressed in a green shirt, with an elegant face and a smile, looking at Feng Hanyao and said.
Feng Hanyao squinted his eyes: "Prince of the Donghua Empire?"
"Exactly." Chu Tianxuan smiled and said: "It's so lively. Prince Fengxuan, Prince Ming, the leader of the Yan League of Zhulu Academy, and the daughter of the Zi family of the Fengxuan Empire are all here."
Hearing Chu Tianxuan accurately tell his other identity, Yan Ting couldn't help but look at him in surprise, and saw Chu Tianxuan smiling at him gently. Only then did he remember that four days ago, Chu Tianyuan
He said he was going to say hello, so he probably told Chu Tianxuan about it at that time.
"Leader of the Yan Alliance?" Feng Hanyao whispered, does Yan Ting still have such an identity in Zhulu Academy?
"If you are not in a hurry, just wait a little longer. Some friends should be coming up soon. When they arrive, we will have a good competition or discuss who should do the first place.
"Chu Tianxuan said slowly.
"Why should I listen to you?" Long Ze glanced at him indifferently.
Chu Tianxuan took a deep breath, and his face looked like it had nothing to do with him. He said casually: "It's up to you whether you want to or not. I'm just giving you a suggestion. But if you think you can steal it from this person,
If you get to the first place, then try it."
"Hmph, what kind of talents can an empire that didn't have anyone enter the top ten seats in the last term? Why don't you all come together and save me from having to look for them one by one." Long Ze's lips twitched with a smile.
Canglan Dragon Soul had already wrapped around his arm, faintly emitting a soul-stirring aura.
Feng Hanyao wanted to speak, but suddenly several more auras came. Ye Sixuan and Mo Jian chased him all the way. When they arrived, they found several people waiting here. The two put away their swords and looked ahead.
"Yan Ting." Ye Sixuan glanced at Yan Ting standing on the ground. She looked around, and the strange atmosphere seemed a bit heavy.
On the other side, Qu Qingyang, Yue Chenyuan, Lin Yun and others also escaped from the melee. Yue Chenyuan was still slightly injured. He had not benefited from his previous fight with Lin Yun.
Chu Tianxuan smiled softly: "It seems that my guess is right. When the time is up, someone will naturally come up. Why don't you guys talk about who will be the first person to climb to the top?"