Return of the Reborn God Emperor Chapter 871: But so

"What about people? Where did people go?"

A group of strong squats can't help but dumbfounded.

Until the fierce tiger Mystic Realm closed, the silver death did not come out. There are only two possibilities that can be thought of -

Either it is Silver Grim Reaper, already buried in Mystic Realm.

As a result, the dead will not be sent out by Mystic Realm, and naturally it is impossible to find the Silver Grim Reaper.

Either way, the Silver Grim Reaper quit before Mystic Realm was closed.

"With the strength of this evil barrier, he will never die in Mystic Realm, so there is only the second possibility..."

A Wang Family Yuan Dan realm, gritted his teeth and snarled with a terrible complexion: "He has disguised himself and disguised as another tester, and withdrew from the second round of the level!"

Although the method of disguising disguise is the basic ability that almost every Dark Night Pavilion killer will master.

Today, there are so many martial artists present, and it’s a needle in a haystack to find it out!

"It's worthy of the Dark Night Pavilion, and it's really nothing."

Many strong men's faces are gloomy, and they gradually have a killing intention.

The actions of the Dark Night Pavilion are really alarming.

Even, some people have started secretly calculating...

Even if no one knows where the dark night pavilion’s nest is, on the bright side, many strongholds of the dark night pavilion are still semi-open.

If not, how to publish the assassination mission?

"As long as these strongholds can be removed, the Dark Night Pavilion will certainly be left with a bitter lesson!"

The Dan family's strong eyes are almost split, and most of the squares can hear their cry of anger.

"Yes, the Dark Night Pavilion is too arrogant for too long, it is time to give it a lesson!"

"Everyone, this sect master pleases, to discuss the great cause of the night pavilion..."

That's it...

In a repressive atmosphere, the second pass of the Hundred Summits finally came to an end completely.

Now, there is only the most critical third round-Dragon and Tiger Fight.

As the name suggests.

The so-called dragon and tiger fight is a qualifying challenge.

The winners get points, but the losers are not allowed to get points, and finally add the points of the first and second levels to form a brand new list of 100 cases.

"You, the Dragon and Tiger Fight is about to start."

Bai Yafei in Jindan Realm flew into the air suddenly, and the cold voice spread throughout the audience.

At the same time.

Ancient battle platforms, one hundred and one hundred in length and width, covered with years of scars, blasted up from the ground, the number is as many as one hundred.

A breath of boldness, accompanied by the shaking of the ground, spreads in all directions.

"The rules remain the same, so I won’t repeat them here." Bai Yafei looked at Shen Ningdao, "The last hundred members of the last term were successively on the battle platform."

The rules of the whole dragon and tiger fight are actually extremely complicated and have a strict points system.

The forces that are not among the 100 cases can choose one of the 100 cases to challenge, but each force has limited opportunities and the same object can only be challenged once.

The forces that rank in a hundred cases can also challenge higher-level forces and can also earn points.

In addition, there are various other rules, which will not be repeated here.

"Senior Medicine, everything please."

Knowing that the time to decide destiny is coming, Zhao Wuwei pays homage to Chen Xiao and then lands on a battle platform.

The other strongmen of the sect also flew out one after another and landed on their respective battle platforms.

In an instant, an amazing breath bloomed, and the air in the ruins seemed to boil, one person

-----This is a gorgeous dividing line--

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----This is a gorgeous dividing line---

The strong men came out, and the most intense stage of the 100-Zong Summit finally opened at this moment!

"Old man Zhao, your Purple Air Sect... Why are you alone?"

"Isn't Ziqi Sect only one of you bare commanders?"

"Where are the elders in Yuandan Realm, and the masters of the French Realm? Are they all finished?"

However, when I saw the battle platform where Ziqizong was located, some powerful people nearby couldn't help laughing.

"And you moved to a chair, do you want to drink tea on the battle platform?"

Other forces on the battle platform are either crowded with people, or they are waiting for the battle. Only the Purple Air Sect, only Zhao Wuwei is alone.

What makes people cry and laugh even more is that Zhao Wuwei actually moved to a recliner and sat down happily and sat down!

"Is this really a good idea, or is it just to break the can?"

"Is it still necessary to ask? How many people do not know about Zhao Wuwei's poisoning and dying? Now pretend to be like this, I am afraid that I want to sing the empty city plan and scare away some new forces!"

There is martial artist shaking his head full of pity.

In the eyes of many people...

Zhao Wuwei apparently gave up struggling, just want to enjoy it in the last stage of his life, and then go to death in a chic way!

"Unfortunately... most of the time, the wish is always good, but the reality is cruel."

Almost at the next moment.

A strong man with a height of more than two meters jumped onto the battle platform, holding a pair of mace, surging mana poured out, and went straight to Zhao Wuwei.

At the same time, the enchantment on the battle platform is closed to isolate all outside interference.

"The old man with the surname Zhao just injured the uncle by sneak attack~IndoMTL.com~Are you very proud, right?"

Chi Yangcheng became angry and threw his hand at Zhao Wuwei.

Boom!

Ten thousand pounds of heavy mace, the end is very heavy, under the great force of Chi Yangcheng, suddenly torn the air, bursting into a terrifying destructive power.

If this is crushed, it is enough to smash a mountain and smash a person into meat!

Under the battle platform, there are some timid martial artist, who can't help but close their eyes.

"All have lived for so long, it is better to die early!"

Chiyang Cheng's mana is burning, and the first shot is a thunder strike, which does not give Zhao Wuwei any chance.

At the time of a great deal.

Chen Xiao's faint voice actually ignored the barrier, and sounded in Zhao Wuwei's ear.

"Three inches below the knee, seven points of mana!"

Zhao Wuwei didn't think about it, and immediately opened his eyes, instigating a seven-point mana, like a sharp weapon thrust, and suddenly attacked Chiyang Cheng three inches below his knee.

Pooh!

Only a muffled sound.

As Chi Yangcheng was struck by lightning, the flow of mana was interrupted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.

The figure is even more staggered, as if he lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground.

"You can actually..."

His face was pale for a while, and his face was unbelievable: "See through my impalement door?"

No matter what level of martial arts, there must be some kind of weakness. This kind of weakness is called a fate.

Zhao Wuwei's seemingly simple blow didn't even use magical powers, but it happened to hit his magical power door.

In an instant, the mana was interrupted, and the supernatural powers of his magic bite, causing him serious damage!

However, in such a short time, it is completely impossible to see through his fate!

"Chiyang Chengcheng?"

Zhao Wuwei is present, and he speaks disdainfully.

"But that's all."

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