The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Because they couldn't use their true energy, the sword cultivators who were originally showing off their skills to each other became extremely cautious. They only worked in pairs, holding swords with their backs to each other to keep alert.

No one will attack others first unless they are forced to do so.

In this way, the elimination of people became extremely slow. Everyone moved towards the palace. Gradually, Xiaobai's tomb became noisy and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

No one knows who will suddenly take action and eliminate him. Without true energy, even the monks in the out-of-body and distraction stages do not want to take action easily.

Although the great monk in the out-of-body stage has understood the meaning of the sword and possesses the soul attack.

But without the assistance of true energy, the power of the sword will be greatly reduced.

The soul attack also consumes an unusually large amount of energy.

If you act like a bird at this time, you may be eliminated by the concentrated fire.

No matter how strong the monk in the out-of-body stage is, without his true energy, compared with ordinary monks, he is just a master of swordsmanship who has practiced for two and a half years more.

"Senior Brother, didn't Senior Brother ask us to help Senior Brother Leng clear the obstacles? Should some of these obstacles be cleared?" Bai Feiyu asked as he looked at more and more monks in front of him.

Although Bai Feiyu has never seen blood in his hands now, he was able to set foot on the Sword Immortal in his previous life, and Li Taibai already had countless lives in his hands.

"Really? Didn't Senior Brother say that since they came in with the determination to die, no one of us should be left behind?" Chen Changsheng replied with a frown.

"Without Zhenqi, such an aimless move will become the target of public criticism. Why don't we take action finally? Senior brother should be prepared, right?" Bai Feiyu said helplessly. As a third senior brother, he is usually very cautious, but once he takes action, he is extremely ruthless. .

Chen Changsheng smiled honestly and said: "Although I can't use real energy, I still bring some puppets that I always have, so it should be enough."

Some? Is it enough to eliminate everyone in an instant?

After hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Bai Feiyu folded his hands in front of his chest and was no longer ready to take action. Presumably, this third senior brother already had a way to deal with it.

There are more and more sword practitioners, and the aperture is getting smaller and smaller, gradually causing some friction, but relatively speaking, everyone is still relatively restrained.

The appearance of a person for the first time broke this fragile balance.

I saw a man wearing a green shirt carrying a strange-looking dog in his hands. He looked like a dog when he saw people. The dog was also strange. It was invulnerable. When a monk blocked the dog with a sword, the evil dog even stretched its neck to bite people. !

Anyone drawn or bitten by a dog in Qingshan, no matter how heavy it is, will be teleported out in the first place!

For a moment, the green clothes caused a bloody storm.

Wherever they went, the sword cultivators tried to avoid him, and in an instant, the originally peaceful square broke into a battle.

The monk in blue clothes was always ready to block the attacks from behind for the monk in blue clothes. Countless copper coins popped out from the fingers of the monk in blue clothes, and each one hit his throat. The magical power of snapping his fingers with one hand was also exquisite.

The name Ti Dog God of War has spread among sword cultivators ever since!

Ouyang, who was carrying the dog, panted and ran towards the palace, scolding the bastard behind the scenes a thousand times in his heart.

"Fuck, I'm on the outermost layer of 30 kilometers, and the aperture is shrinking. I can only run along. I ran more than kilometers in one breath. If I hadn't been surrounded by the headmaster Dong Xuzi every day when I was a child, between Qingyun Peak and Xiaoshan Peak. If you try to run away, you will be eliminated already!"

Ouyang carried a handsome boy, a dog and a child. In Ouyang's eyes, these swordsmen were too slow.

Ouyang rushed into the crowd so arrogantly just to eliminate a few more sword cultivators.

As long as a few more are eliminated, the second one will have fewer competitors.

Without the blessing of true energy, these people are just ordinary people at the same level as themselves.

What Ouyang is best at is beating up little trash at the same level.

I have been squatting in the qi training period for more than ten years, are you worthy of competing with me?

Fighting for food with my second son? Don't ask me who I am?

Although the second child is almost confirmed, who can guarantee that someone bad will come out?

When the eliminations are almost complete, he will pull Zhao Qiansun behind him out together. This kid is the son of luck on the board, which is a variable!

But as the sword cultivators gradually joined hands and surrounded Ouyang, Ouyang was unable to defeat Xishou with his fists, and gradually he could only parry.

If the handsome boy hadn't been long enough and his bite wasn't fierce enough, Ouyang would have been killed by the sword.

Zhao Qiansun on the side complained even more. According to the rules, as long as one person is eliminated, the other person will also be eliminated.

Ouyang in front of him seemed to be in a hurry to die, just carrying the dog up and doing it.

He could only protect himself in the Western Zhou Dynasty, for fear that Ouyang would accidentally be eliminated and he would be ruined as well.

But this also aroused public anger, and all sword cultivators became the same enemy at this moment!

"Everyone come together, this guy with the dog is a bit fierce!"

"Fuck, it's so disgusting to be beaten out with a dog! Fuck him!"

"This dog can turn around and bite people? Damn it, I'm going to be eliminated after just one bite?"

"He is so fierce. I really want to replace the dog in his hands with mine!"

"Then you die first!"

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The sword cultivators drew their swords and rushed towards Ouyang. Although they had no true energy, all sword cultivators had their own unique sword techniques, sword moves, or sword skills.

These things may not be enough for the great monks who understand the sword intention, but before the sword intention, these skills are the most proud methods of the sword cultivator!

"Group fight? Am I afraid of you?" Ouyang sneered. Ouyang picked up the handsome boy. Although he could only mobilize some of his true energy, it was still enough to deal with these trash who could only fight in close combat.

Ouyang held the handsome boy's belly with his hand, made a loading gesture, raised the dog towards the crowd, and sneered evilly: "You will all die today!"

"Da da da da da!"

The true energy in Ouyang's body was continuously transmitted to the handsome boy's body.

Because he had experimented in advance, the handsome boy already knew what his master was thinking. He opened his mouth and fired a series of shots.

Ouyang, holding a dachshund in hand, instantly transformed into an assaulter holding a submachine gun. Facing the natives wielding iron pieces, he launched a dimensionality-reducing strike!

Countless energy bombs were released towards the sword cultivators, and those who hit were instantly eliminated and teleported out of the game.

Folks, times have changed!

No one pretends to be a master waving iron sheets, the real masters will all hit the target perfectly!

At least in terms of his ability to suppress a gun, in this world of spiritual practice, Ouyang claims to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first!

Countless sword cultivators were eliminated in an instant with humiliation, and pretty boys were foaming at the mouth.

The sword cultivator who was eliminated was instantly teleported out of the Immortal Secret Realm, and everyone was yelling.

There is a shady secret in this immortal secret realm! There's a hanging dog inside!

Almost everyone is a casual cultivator, so rumors spread extremely quickly.

Soon, the name of a fierce god appeared in the spiritual world!

This fierce god carried a long brown dog among the swordsmen and killed them seven in and seven out. He was very vicious!

Personal name:

"Ti dog war god!"

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Today I submit three chapters to show my sincerity!