Resurrection: Sacrifice: Hundreds of Millions of Critical Strikes

Once one appears, it is the treasure of the town.

Why did Han Tao, a genius in Fengshuang City, want to break into the 50th floor of the Martial Arts Tower?

He was going for the Profound Grade Divine Weapon on the 50th floor!

I am afraid that there is also his family's inspiration. After all, according to the procedures of the Martial Dao Tower, the prospective warrior can break through to a one-star warrior while fighting, and there is still the possibility of hitting the fifty layers.

If you change to a one-star warrior, the difficulty of breaking through the level will increase sharply, I am afraid that it will be difficult to kill the twenty-fifth floor.

But Chu Feng only came to the third floor, that is, he obtained a mysterious battle suit.

Chu Feng's heart moved, and a Baoguang Zhanran battle suit was already worn on him.

The chest of the battle suit is engraved with a spirit tortoise pattern, flashing with a faint yellow glow.

"kill!"

With the Xuanpin battle uniform to protect the body, Chu Feng is even more afraid.

As soon as the figure moved, he had already rushed directly to the fourth floor of the trial tower! .

Chapter 5 Breakthrough to the second star, the blood-clothed guard thousand commander!

"Forty-fifth floor!"

"With five more floors, he can kill the fiftieth floor and get the mysterious weapon!"

"Killing to the forty-fifth floor, this represents Han Tao's strength, I am afraid that it is no longer the realm of quasi-warrior!"

"One-star warrior!"

"Han Tao's cultivation base must have reached a one-star warrior!"

"A sixteen-year-old one-star warrior, Han Tao is indeed a genius with a physique!"

"It seems that our Fengshuang City is going to produce a real dragon this time!"

…

Outside the Martial Arts Tower, in front of the Martial Arts Monument.

Everyone is nervously looking at the light spot belonging to Han Tao!

It is absolutely impossible for a prospective martial artist to reach the forty-fifth floor, so everyone believed that Han Tao must have broken through to the realm of a one-star martial artist.

…

"Xuantian City, the commander of the blood-clothed guards!"

"arrive!"

Suddenly a chilling voice came.

Then a group of troops wearing black armor with a chilling breath filed in, and in an instant, they surrounded the Martial Dao Pagoda!

The latter, a tall and burly man in blood-colored armor, came to the front of the Martial Dao Monument.

And behind him followed a middle-aged man.

Seeing these two people appear, the expressions of all the warriors present changed.

Xuantian City!

One of the 365 main cities of the human race!

Although the ranking is at the bottom, it is not comparable to Fengshuang City. Whether it is strength or resources, it is many times more than Fengshuang City.

The blood-clothed guard is Xuantian City, one of the four iron-blooded legions!

It is said that the strength of every thousand commanders at least has reached the realm of martial arts masters!

A martial arts master in Fengshuang City is an invincible existence. Only the Dean of Fengshuang Academy and the Lord of Fengshuang City have this strength.

…

"The commander of the blood-clothed guard, why did you come here?"

The warriors who were watching couldn't help but ask.

"Why do you think Han Tao chose to enter the Martial Arts Tower today?"

"I know him! The one standing beside the blood-clothed guard is Han Tao's father!"

"I heard that Xueyiwei had extended an olive branch to Han Tao and was willing to exempt Han Tao from the examination and directly admitted Han Tao, but he was rejected by Han Tao!"

"Han Tao seems to have reached an agreement with Xueyiwei!"

There are warriors who are good at gossip, but they whispered.

"What agreement?"

A warrior couldn't help but ask.

"As long as Han Tao can break through to the realm of a one-star warrior before the age of sixteen, and kill the fiftieth floor of the Martial Arts Tower, the blood-clothed position will not only admit Han Tao, but also grant him the position of centurion!"

"Centurion in Blood Clothes?"

"impossible!"

"I heard that the strength of the blood-clothed guard centurion must be at least a five-star warrior!"

"Strength limits your imagination!"

"A 16-year-old one-star genius, with the support of a big man, how difficult is it to rush to five-star?"

The warriors looked at the spot of light on the martial arts tablet, representing Han Tao, with envy on their faces.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sixteen-year-old blood-clothed centurion has reached the sky in one step.

…

"not bad!"

"If you can kill the forty-fifth floor, you should have broken through to the realm of a one-star warrior!"

The commander in the blood-clothed guard looked at the light spot that belonged to Han Tao, and there was a flash of approval on his face.

"Sir, you see that the dog's cultivation has broken through, so what about the centurion..."