Chapter 430

"Rattan snake leg"

Luo Ke thought silently in his heart that he didn't want to show mercy at his feet, because even the clay figurine had a three-point mud atmosphere. He was almost pressed by the man in black robe with sword and seven other people.

If they succeed, they may have been lying on the ground vomiting blood.

Since others are unkind to themselves, although they are not the Lord of vengeance, they are not the people who eat Coptis, break their teeth and swallow in their stomach.

The man in black robe with sword felt that one of Rocco's legs had been whipped to his back with the wind of hunting. Looking at the approaching Teng snake leg, he was burning with anxiety, but there was no reaction time, and his hands and feet couldn't keep up with the consciousness of his head.

So Rocco's blow hit him firmly on the back. He turned his eyes and fainted in an instant.

The other seven people saw that the men in black robes with swords had been beaten to death by Rocco! The heart has played a retreat drum, and the attack is much weaker.

Rocco smiled gently! The man with black robe and sword is not a big problem. He has perfectly controlled the strength. In front of his medium-term cultivation of Star Warrior, the nine star cultivation of the man with black robe and sword can't withstand his full attack, so he only used seven points of strength.

After kicking the black robed man out, Rocco swept forward without stagnation and shouted residual shadow step at the same time!

Almost in an instant, Rocco appeared in front of a warrior.

The martial artist only felt a dark shadow in front of him, and immediately subconsciously punched him. Because he felt an irresistible sense of suffocation, he hit it with unreserved strength.

Rocco didn't block the punch, and he could do it. He was just like the martial artist, and he also threw a punch forward with his right hand.

"Wind fire magic fist!"

Rocco's right fist is wrapped by a layer of flame. The flame is not Rocco's original flame, ice lotus anger or Amethyst blue fire, because if so, the warrior must be burned out.

The dancer's ferocious fist hit Rocco, but Rocco's aura shield blocked the ferocious fist, while the warrior's aura shield did not block Rocco's blow. His aura shield was broken by Rocco's wind fire magic fist. Finally, the wind fire magic fist went away and hit the warrior's chest.

The warrior vomited a mouthful of blood and must have broken three or four ribs in front of his chest.

When another martial artist next to Rocco attacked his partner, he stabbed Rocco's back with his most familiar move. Unexpectedly, Rocco's aura shield was stabbed into more than a few inches and almost touched Rocco's body, which hurt Rocco.

It seems that this martial artist has high attainments in Kendo and is also a good observer. The point he pierces is just the weakest point of Rocco's aura shield. Luo Ke secretly sighed in his heart that the disciples of the old man in sackcloth are not good people, let alone ordinary people. Everyone has their own unique skills and characteristics, but they should be unlucky when they met Luo Ke.

The man was also very surprised. He didn't expect his castration to be rapid. A sword with great confidence had not pierced Rocco's aura mask.

The aura mask of martial artists is generally much weaker than the defense magic weapon. Martial artists at the same level sometimes don't even raise the aura mask, because the aura mask is only 3 / 10 of their own defense magic weapon.

Being persistent in raising the aura mask will distract yourself, resulting in one wrong step and one wrong step.

Master duels usually pay attention to details. If the gap between the two is not too large, the two sides often seize a small loophole in the opponent, and can tear this loophole bigger and bigger, and finally reverse the victory. Those who finally reach the tip of the warrior pyramid, who is not a person with careful mind and firm will, all climb out of the sea of corpses and blood.

Rocco was amazed, but his steps didn't stop. He urged the misty steps to the extreme. Almost in a blink, Rocco disappeared from the sight of the swordsman. Then he followed in the footsteps of his last partner.

The body also flew out like a broken kite.

In a flash, Rocco had moved behind him and hit his waist with a mountain collapse fist. His waist was an extremely weak part of the human body, so the swordsman was seriously injured.

When Rocco picked up the giant sword from the earth platform and prepared for a really hearty stop, he suddenly heard a voice nearby:

"Young Rocco, you can't fight any more. This is the end of the competition. Come on, you guys surrender quickly."

The last sentence of the old man in hemp clothes was to the only four disciples left on the earth platform. He was really a little flustered. Rocco's moves again and again were becoming more and more cruel. If this continues, the remaining four disciples have to lie in bed for ten and a half days and wrap like a zongzi and can't move.

After hearing the words of the old man in sackcloth, those martial artists, master Ruhuo, ran down with two legs as fast as a rotating wheel. They don't care about any shame. Small life is the most important!

In fact, Rocco had no interest in attacking and fighting after hearing the words of the old man in sackcloth. He tilted his lips and joked to the old ant:

"Elder, you are really eccentric. You should have seen it in the air when you attacked me just now, but you didn't remind me. Now I finally have the upper hand, but you stopped me. Don't you want me to see the depth of my cultivation?"

The old man in sackcloth replied without blushing and jumping:

"Well, you can! You can! I've learned that you have a strong strength. You're a formidable young man. You have great talent and infinite potential. You will do something amazing to the whole world in the future!"

The old man in sackcloth boasted about Rocco.

Rocco reluctantly waved his hand and said to the old man in sackcloth:

"If you keep saying this, I don't know whether you are sarcastic or appreciating me!"

While talking, Luo Ke came down from the earth platform. He went to Zhou Xuan and xuanyuankong and slapped them.

After that, the old man in sackcloth gently waved his sleeve and took the earth round table back into the universe in his sleeve.

Luo Ke is very interested in the universe in his sleeve, because he has mastered the universe in his sleeve at this time, so he wants to consult the old man in sackcloth.

So he asked the old man in sackcloth:

"Elder, what's the secret in your sleeve?"

The old man in hemp clothes was surprised that Luo Ke suddenly asked such a question that was not related to the competition, but he didn't think much about it, and answered casually:

"The heaven and earth in my sleeve belongs to a kind of Taoist magic. Up to now, I got it by chance in the wreckage of an ancient battlefield. The heaven and earth in my sleeve is self-taught. No one taught me. Most of the functions are explored by myself. However, I read a lot of ancient books about the heaven and earth in my sleeve and learned that as long as I practice the heaven and earth in my sleeve to the extreme."

"It can become a small world, which will provide you with a steady stream of aura and opportunities. At the same time, people in the small world multiply independently. You can also find a lot of cultivation talents in it. They are your living strength. You are the God and master of the small world. It has been said that our vast world is just a sleeve in the sleeve of others It's just a small world in heaven and earth. When we can really, strong enough to touch the truth, maybe we can see the people in our small world. "

"It's a pity that these old men don't expect any more. All hope falls on your young and handsome generation."