Chapter 681

"Self determination?" Trump was stunned and immediately looked at the man who mocked him angrily. Du Lei was so powerful that even Silas was not an opponent. How could he resist?

The previous clamour was just to save some face for the Holy See. But how do you know that the people on the other side of the strongman will seize the opportunity and attack them fiercely?

"Don't be complacent, xiusk. I tell you, if you're strong, you'll go up there and stop shouting like an old barking dog." Trump countered fiercely.

But then, he felt that there was energy fluctuation in sadesay's body. Suddenly, he broke out in a cold sweat and rushed up directly without thinking about it. But he didn't give a hand to Du Lei. Instead, he roared at the tough guy's shosk: "you trash, I'm coming up. Now you come up to me. I can't kill you."

Xiusketon was furious, but he knew that he couldn't be worried at this time. Since he forced him to the stage, Du Lei would naturally deal with him, "hum, didn't you compete with Mu Sanshi before? Now that we've gone up, let's fight with him. "

Trump was so angry that he didn't expect him to die shamelessly. However, he knew that the other party could not come up at all. He just wanted to stimulate the other party before. When he killed him, it was also a saving of face for the Holy See.

"You men of all evils should go to hell and not exist in this world." Trumping glanced at Du Lei with a little guilty heart, and found that Du Lei was killing people like numbness. Those who looked down on Du Lei were falling one after another, and Du Lei was closely guarding the stone box. Once someone died, he would directly take out the body refining pill in the stone box.

It's just a devil. It's unimaginable that he will be killed if he goes, because he can't resist it at all.

"Trump, why don't you go? Don't you see the people of your holy see being slaughtered? " He was in a good mood. There was a personal grudge between him and trump. If trump was removed, he would be very happy.

Rudolph, the leader of the tough men, was silent. He didn't care about the clamour of thusk from the beginning to the end. Besides, this is one of the characteristics of their tough men. Whether they can fight well or not, they should first have a full mouth.

Just when trump was at a loss, suddenly the stage was quiet. He turned his head and saw that Du Lei had not started, because there were only two people left.

One is a monk in Shaolin Temple, and the other is a swordsman in Shushan mountain. The three of them stand together. Trump is so calm that he doesn't dare to go out for fear of attracting any of them.

After killing those people thoroughly, Du Lei got dozens of body refining pills. His heart was very happy, and those people were the fighting power of various forces, which made him feel that he could go further.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." The monk put his hands together and whispered.

"Monk, follow me to have wine, meat and women!" Du Lei laughed, not moved at all. He turned his head and looked at the Shushan swordsman again, "what's up? Shall we fight again? "

"Now that you've come up, what's your fear?" Shushan swordsman hummed and pulled out his sword. His speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the long sword was cold, and it made a buzzing sound, which made people feel confused.

"What a swordsman of Shushan. When I return home, I'll be a swordsman of Shushan." The leader of Shu mountain, Feng Changqing, moved his mouth.

The swordsman on the stage is unmoved. In his eyes, the only enemy is Du Lei, and the only weapon in his hand is the sword. The swordsman never likes to talk much. On this day, he is destined to open up the glorious history of the swordsman of the Chinese Dynasty again.

"Boom!"

Du Lei stepped back and wanted to feel the meaning of the sword. When he reached the extreme of cultivation, the meaning of the sword was invincible. This was just the tip given to him by Laojun. Let him be more careful.

However, the strength of the man in front of him was obviously not very good, which was quite different from that of him. However, there were some sword models in them, which were tangible and godless. Soon, his eyes burst out with golden light.

"Sword meaning!"

He no longer evaded, and rushed forward with his right hand, as if his sword was his arm, his arm was his sword, and he didn't want to move forward.

Shushan swordsman was surprised. What's the matter? Why does the other side have such a strong intention of sword? He has been practicing sword for more than ten years, which makes him achieve today's success. I didn't expect that the other side would do the same?

Feng Changqing looks serious. They are swordsmen, so they use their swordsmanship. Before that, Du Lei didn't use any swordsmanship. But at this time, at the critical moment, strong swordsmanship erupts. Although it's not strong, it seems that it's just taking shape. Suddenly, he is surprised. Does Du Lei just understand the swordsmanship?

"How could it be?" He whispered, and the people behind him looked shocked one by one.

The swordsman on the stage dodged quickly. Du Lei's attack was too fierce. He knew he couldn't resist it. Du Lei stopped when he saw the good. At the same time, he looked up at the sky and laughed: "I thought the swordsman was going to keep going. Now it seems that I guess wrong."

The Shushan swordsman turned red with anger and was about to retort when he heard the voice of Feng Changqing under the stage: "with sword, without sword, man and sword are one!"

The man was suddenly surprised. Du Lei's eyes flashed, and he began to understand carefully. However, the other side took the lead, and his mind and spirit were united, and he was no longer harassed by him.

"Hum!"

Du Lei no longer forced, decisive hand, ignoring the other party's attack, because he began to have signs of physical sanctification, for this kind of attack, he does not care.

"Stab

His clothes are broken, but he grabs each other's throat and buttocks them with his backhand. Then he looks at Feng Changqing under the stage with a smile. Feng Changqing's face is not very good-looking. He wants Du Lei to let people go, but how can the people who go up back down, either live or die? Besides, they are still swordsmen.

This mouth, he is not easy to open, but that person is a very potential disciple of Shushan, if he died, it would be a big loss, at this time, the monk who has not started suddenly said, "let him go!"

At the same time, the monk rushed over with golden light all over his body. Du Lei's eyes showed a surprised look. The real spirit of the other side was far more than ordinary people.

With a cold hum, he released the swordsman of Shushan. He was from the same Dynasty. He didn't want to kill. As long as the other side gave up, he would not kill.

The monk burst out a golden light. At the same time, there was a golden light on his body surface. Du Lei narrowed his eyes and looked at each other curiously. At the same time, he opened his soul pupil to thoroughly understand each other's secret. This is really weird. The cultivation of real spirit is far more difficult than other things.