Doomsday Sanctuary

boom!

A white figure shot out of the jungle like a gust of wind and hit the ground, and the shattered grass flew around.

Lei Bing carried a long and narrow Yan Ling knife to the ground. He was taken aback when he saw Lan Ruoyu a hundred meters away, and then smiled: "It turns out to be the goddess of thunder and lightning!"

"Fight or not!"

Lan Ruoyu didn't talk nonsense at all, looked at Lei Bing coldly, uttering words like ice, and the aura on his body slowly rose.

"Uh!" Lei Bing's expression was shocked. He is a five-minded man, he is extraordinary and a little handsome. I didn't expect Lan Ruoyu to give no face at all, but he is also a proud person.

Snapped! With a snap of his fingers, lightning flashes between his fingers, emitting countless electric arcs. Lei Bing's face was full of warfare, and he looked at Lan Ruoyu and said, "It's not the time now. In the decisive battle, I will learn the charm of the goddess of thunder and lightning! "

He smiled slightly, flashed himself, walked into the jungle again, and quickly moved away!

Lan Ruoyu looked at Lei Bing's leaving figure, her eyes a little serious!

The pressure that Lei Bing brought to her was unprecedented, and she was also talented in lightning. She had seen the battle of Lei Bing. Lei Bing had a very strong grasp of the ability of lightning and was a strong enemy.

A weird scene appeared on the battlefield!

Lei Bing seems to have a tacit understanding between these strong players. They will never fight until a decisive battle. They almost only need to meet each other without much talk. They turn around and leave first to grab the average contestant.

These people are all of the same strength. Once a war starts, it is very likely that both will suffer, or they will be eliminated, so these masters are very close.

Di Ping sat in the stands and watched it real, with a smile on his face. If this goes on, I can imagine that it will become more exciting as it goes on, and it will be a real dragon-to-fight.

Throughout the gorge, fighting broke out from time to time, and some wonderful battles aroused people's applause. The field battles were more intense and interesting than those on the ring.

Half an hour later, nearly twenty people have been kicked out!

Xing Chi carried a second-order weak mysterious iron rod, cautiously walking in a stone forest area, always paying attention to the movement of the tag.

At this time, there were two signs hanging on his chest, which he had knocked down a soldier and snatched it.

Suddenly, the two signs lighted up at the same time, Xing Chi's eyes instantly changed sharp, turning around and standing up to a wide field, holding a long stick and waiting.

He did not leave. Xingzhi is an ambitious monk. He hopes to be in the top ten and get rewards to help him go further on the path of practice!

boom! A figure fell on a huge boulder like lightning and thunder, looking at Xing Zhan tens of meters away.

"Zang Tianlong!"

Xing Chi looked at the visitor, his face suddenly changed and he screamed.

I saw Zang Tianlong, still as handsome as ever, dressed in dark silver armor, backed with an epee, and majestic, exuding fierce aura, a handsome face that can cause a girl to scream with a faint smile, standing on a boulder Looking at Xing Chi, he also has two hang tags on his chest, and it seems that he has already grabbed one.

"Master, can you give up the tag!"

Zang Tianlong bowed slightly.

Xing Chi’s face is unprecedentedly solemn. He is no stranger to the reputation of Zang Tianlong. In the city of refuge, the Tianlong Mercenary Group is well-known. It is known as the No. 1 Mercenary Group in the world. It was the first mercenary organization that was promoted to the Second Star Mercenary Group. Zang Tianlong is even more called the Overlord Sword. His sword is extremely overbearing and his strength is terrifying.

However, Xing Chi is not the kind of person who raises his hand to admit defeat. He shook the mysterious iron rod in his hand and said with one hand: "Zang donor, the little monk has long heard of the donor’s high martial arts. I saw it today. I just wanted to ask. Donor advise one or two!"

"Oh!" Zang Tianlong's original smile disappeared, revealing a trace of coldness, and said lightly: "Well, I also want to learn the martial arts of the young room!"

Xingchi's eyes flashed brightly, screaming, and the mysterious iron rod was retracted, crossed to the chest, put his hands together and put the rod together, looked at Zang Tianlong and said, "Please advise!"

"Offended!" Zang Tianlong shouted violently.

Cang!

The epee was unsheathed, and his whole person rose from the boulder, leaping more than 30 meters like a big Peng, leaping one after another, pounced on Xingzhi, and cut out the epee in his hand, "Take me a sword! "