Chapter 734

Many people's hearts kept beating. Chai Meiru had already been too surprised to speak. If the previous 100 people were nothing, now it was beyond their so-called cognitive range of strength.

Zhao Yunting finally understood why no matter what kind of opponent he met, he was in no hurry. At that time, Wenshi didn't contribute at all. He was a pervert.

Maybe this is not all of him. For the first time, Zhao Yunting felt that the disciples in wulianggu could not be compared with him. At least, this kind of strength had already exceeded her imagination. Even her grandfather would be frightened.

Who the hell is he? At the moment, it has become a question in the hearts of countless people. No one in yunyezong will believe it. It's not that they don't believe that this kind of strength has exceeded the bottom line that the clan can cultivate.

The leader of the first venue, the young man in blue, looks at Jiashu and Jiaren, Xia Houcheng and others from time to time. At the moment, they can fully understand why they are not interested in this position, because they understand in their hearts that everything is not worth mentioning compared with that person. One person is the strength of a force, and who can control him.

At least no one can stop him in the field, and the woman in red beside him is shaking all the time, just because she seems to have seen the cold gesture without trace, but at that time, there was another guy beside him who was more frightening.

They almost slaughtered all the people in the valley. At that time, she hid and looked at everything quietly. When the other party found her, she didn't do anything to her. Maybe she didn't cut it. Maybe it was some other reason. In a word, she survived.

The only name she remembers is duanqing, because this name makes her feel very curious. Is duanqing breaking all feelings? And I still remember that guy's name until now, even in my sleep.

But she never met again. She didn't know. In fact, from that time on, she couldn't hold other people in her heart any more. She kept searching and never met again. She was not familiar with Leng Wuchen.

Because Leng wuheng was more taciturn than duanqing at that time, she also wanted to know why they left themselves at that time. This problem has been bothering her until now, but she was not sure whether it was them or not.

Where the shadow passed, it was accompanied by the sudden fall of the spirits. The bloody insects gradually gathered more and more, and kept moving forward. Where they passed, they were all white bones. Cold and traceless, they slowly stopped, glanced at the more than ten people thousands away, and slightly shook their heads.

Leng Wuchen's hands in the battle, the spirit of the time to complete the next soul skill required by the process, pondered: "shadow spirit, shadow world coming!"

Countless shadows emerge from tens of thousands of spirits and grow crazily. All spirits are not stupid and try to rush out of the shadow. One of the characteristics of the coming of the shadow world is that the shadow must have contacted the person in advance, so that another kind of strange abnormal ability can be developed.

Leng Wuhen's shadow attack was just for the sake of successfully completing his soul skills. In this way, everything will be over. In front of absolute strength, the number of people is just a number. Although Leng Wuhen didn't kill yingjizong as quickly as Ling, it is undoubtedly perfect for Leng Wuhen's own strength.

"Take it!" In a second, the shadow in the shell moves to the next one. At present, the scene is very spectacular, no matter how these spirits escape, they will be hit by the following attacks.

A voice of the voice of the world broken out in here sounded, have become the shadow of food, disappeared again in the cold traceless line of sight. Leng Wuhen looks at tens of thousands of people, dead and wounded, even some of them have no bones, bloody insects, and then clean the battlefield here, like hell on earth, blood stained the sky.

People who are still alive can no longer feel the strong smell of blood, as if they have been numb. Leng Wuchen deduces the numbness to the extreme, and even has no emotion to speak of.

What's wrong and right? Only living is the only right choice. Leng Wuchen vividly taught a lesson to the people who watched the war in the first meeting hall.

As the bloody insects devour the last one, a huge light in the air flashes, clearly printed with a few big words, yunyezong, chaihaoxuan points, 101132!

Any position in the competition field can clearly see that the second person only has less than 10000 points, and gradually the third and fourth... Rounds are coming, which also indicates that the competition in the second venue is coming to an end.

Leng Wuchen looked at the dozen people coldly and said faintly, "it's your turn next. I'll take good care of you guys in Weizhi dark area, but your opponent is not me, it's them!"

Leng Wuchen turned around and pointed to Jiashu, Jiaren and other ten people behind him. He suddenly said, "let's tell them that the game has never been decided. Fengshui turns in turn, and the oppression of Weizhi dark area is long enough. Yunyan is the beginning. I have announced in my own name that we are going to fight with you in Weizhi dark area!"

After hearing this, the bandage man laughed twice and said, "just you!""Yes, just me!" Cold no trace, not salty back sentence.

"You think too much of yourself. Do you know what the dark field of Wei is? Do you know what you just said? Are you fighting with us on behalf of yunyezong? " The bandage man sneered slowly.

"No, he is not. He is fighting with you on behalf of the eight sects!" Only eight people came out of the crowd in the first meeting hall, wearing different clothes. But at a glance, we could see that they were from eight sects. The cold way with one voice gives people a color of perseverance.

"I can't see it's quite neat, but it's like that. But you're also trying to challenge the dark field of Wei. This is the funniest thing I've ever heard." The bandage man couldn't hide the contempt in his words.

Leng Wuhen's just fight really surprised them, but it was far less frightening for them. However, if they knew Leng Wuhen was the one in the magic group, they would not be so calm at the moment.

"Well, if we include wulianggu!" Zhao Yunting, with that light step, came to Leng Wuchen's side, looking at each other's bandage, the man said coldly.

"What? What did you just say? " At this time, I'm afraid that not only the people in the dark field of Wei can't believe it, but also the players behind me. Wulianggu?