Chapter 343: Is the legend true?

Originally, the three people were besieging the wild boar together just now, and they were barely in the upper hand. "Δ　 Literature" "Mystery. .

At this moment, after seeing Lin Fei, Li Miao suddenly pulled away from the battle and ran towards Lin Fei.

The remaining two people suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the wild boar also seemed to have the initial intelligence, but it turned out to be suddenly cruel at this opportunity.

"Li Miao!"

Seeing this, another woman who looked cold and frost couldn't help but her face was cold, and she shouted.

"Hehe, of course I remember you, but unexpectedly, you have also entered this profound underworld."

Lin Fei smiled.

Lin Fei couldn't say that he liked Li Miao, nor was he annoying.

"Say, the five major sects, each of which has been allocated five places, my master pleaded with the head, and let me follow in."

Suddenly, Lin Fei's entry into the Profound Underworld Realm this time, in addition to the 50 places that contestants competed for in the Talent Exchange Contest, the five major sects, each of which will be allocated five additional places.

Thinking about it, Li Miao came in for this reason. Otherwise, with her junior level of cultivation, it would still be a little difficult to win the top 50 in the talent exchange contest.

"Li Miao, come here, Lin Fei is no longer a disciple of our Huayang School."

A woman with a cold face shouted loudly.

"Li Miao, if you did this, you almost killed Brother Wu and Brother Liang."

Because of Li Miao's departure, the two warriors over there who were fighting fiercely with the wild boar began to lose ground.

"Miss Li, come back. People are unpredictable, especially in this mysterious world. People who are not particularly familiar with it, don't touch them casually."

Among the five people, the only young warrior with a senior position had a gloomy expression.

Lin Fei swept his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and found that the man seemed to be a core disciple of the blood tyrant gang among the five major sects. His performance in the Talent Exchange Competition was also outstanding. However, later, he voluntarily gave up the top three. The battle for

The disciple of that blood bully gang, as soon as his eyes touched Li Miao's body, he was full of tenderness and sweetness, and was very yearning.

Lin Fei suddenly felt that the core disciple of the Blood Tyrant Gang was interesting to Li Miao. Seeing Li Miao came to greet him, he was already dissatisfied.

However, Lin Fei was not a good man and a believer. When the man and the woman said about him, his heart suddenly became unhappy.

A flash of light in his eyes, a trace of indifference, also appeared on his face.

"Li Miao, let me solve that wild boar for you."

As Lin Fei said, the genuine long sword was held in his hand long ago, the sword light flashed, and dozens of sword lights shot towards the wild boar over there like rain.

Wailing

The wild boar let out a miserable scream, and the huge body weighing hundreds of catties, like a hill, fluttered far away, with a bang, it smashed the ground far away and made a big hole. Come.

At this time, Lin Fei was more than ten meters away from the wild boar, and with just one light blow, the Tier 4 wild boar, with his gestures, easily killed a Tier 4 monster.

All the people present could not help being shocked.

With this move alone, anyone present, ask yourself, no one can do it.

The core disciple of the blood tyrant gang looked gloomy as if dripping water.

However, he also knew that Lin Fei's strength was far better than himself, and it was useless to say anything in the face of the absolute strength gap.

"Oh? A group of warriors with a realm cultivation base dare to break into this mysterious world. I really don't know how the word ‘death’ is written!"

Suddenly, outside the valley, a figure swept in like the wind. In an instant, it stopped in front of everyone, and a majestic young man appeared.

This young man, full of arrogance, looked at Lin Fei and the others with condescending eyes, like a high emperor, watching the slaves at his feet.

"Ok?"

Everyone in the field was shocked and looked up at the young man.

The boy, about sixteen, seven years old, dressed in white and carrying a snow-white long spear, appeared behind him a scene of ice and snow, ice snakes and ice dragons hovering and flying.

Every cell in his body was spitting out frozen chills.

At this moment, he was looking at the group of people in front of him with condescending, commanding gaze, as if looking at something humble.

"Hahaha, I didn't think that I would have encountered these humble slaves from low-level countries. With your cultivation base, you dare to enter this profound underworld!

It's ridiculous! A group of pigs and dogs are inferior to things, commit suicide quickly, lest I do it myself!

If you commit suicide yourself, you can leave a whole corpse. If you wait for me to do it, you will be crushed to pieces, and your souls will be scattered. "

The boy said naturally.

While speaking, circles of pure light red luster rolled on the surface of the teenager's skin, revealing an unpredictable and profound cultivation.

"Lower country?

This boy, call us the people of the lower country? "

Including Lin Fei, all of them, all of a sudden, watched the sudden appearance of this young man, somehow.

All people are sure that this young man is definitely not one of the 1oo young warriors who entered this mysterious world in the Ziwei Empire.

"Could it be that the legend is true?

This is the warrior from other countries? It seems that the strength is not weak, no wonder the arrogant eyes on the forehead! "

However, what the young man said completely angered Lin Fei, and Lin Fei slowly drew out the long sword.

The surging vitality surging out around the body, a sword intent penetrated out.

"Hahahaha! A lowly slave of a low-level country! Want to do it?"

The man in white laughed wildly.

"Kill a tester who enters a low-level country. After returning, you will get a reward of contribution value, which can be exchanged for practice secrets or cultivation resources. Although, this ant, slave, is just the ground cultivation base, but kill If you lose him, you can get a few contribution points anyway. Die!"

Suddenly, the white-clothed boy stepped out, the sky was full of wind and snow, and the ground instantly became frosty, ice dragons roared and ice snakes danced wildly. The cold wind raged.