"Senior brother."
"He is no longer senior brother, do it!"
As soon as the demon took action, it was like dropping cold water into a pot of hot oil, and the scene instantly became chaotic. Several monks who had not yet reacted were immediately torn in half by the demon, and their long sticks fell to the ground with a clang.
The sound brought everyone present back to their senses. The monks were a little confused and frightened. They didn’t know whether to take action against the "senior brother". The players were a little surprised, but the surprise was quick. It turned into a surprise!
Although they don’t know which force the sudden appearance of the player in front of them belongs to, and they have never heard of such a great master, this does not prevent them from seeing the results of the current battle and the strength of both sides. contrast.
Level 25!
Level 17!
Although they are both in the Golden Core realm, the minor realms are eight levels different!
But this gap, which is like a chasm in the eyes of players, has been reversed due to timing.
Kill four monks instantly with one strike!
On the other hand, does Tiangang have it? It doesn’t matter, but Tianjiao who fights across the border can have it.
“Our support is coming!”
“Long live the motherland!”
“I knew the country was not that simple!”
The players were stunned. A second later, they cheered immediately, and the morale became visibly high. Some enthusiastic players had subconsciously followed the demons and started to attack the monks.
The remaining players also reacted immediately. Since the four flying monks died, the golden bodies of the other monks had disappeared. If you don't beat the drowned dog now, wait until later!
Turgenev took the lead. Seeing that he could take advantage, he wiped the blood from his face, shouted "Ula!", and struck a jumping chop at a monk who was barely resisting the demon. , a bald head shattered on the ground like a watermelon.
Whale Luo did not become as high-spirited as the players. He knew in his heart that the person in front of him was neither a trump card nor a support, but an independent person who was outside the major forces.
Zi Mo!
Just now, he was hoping that Zishu would appear in the subsequent actions. However, after he didn't use it, he appeared just like the timely rain. Moreover, he fell from the sky at a time of extreme danger, making a shocking appearance!
What shocked him even more was that after hearing about Zi Shu's performance in the Icefield Incident, people who had not participated had guessed Zi Shu's level. Some guessed it was level 20, some guessed it was level 25, and there were even some guesses. Dakai boldly guessed that Zi Shu's level had exceeded level 25.
Of course, even if it exceeds level 25, they don't dare to guess higher. Within the limit of their imagination, Zi Mouse can only reach level 26 at most.
But who knew, after the real meeting, Jingluo discovered that their minds were still a little small, and Zi Shu TM was only level 17.
Level 17!
Can you believe it?
A player who had just met the minimum requirements to participate in this mission immediately killed four monks in an instant, which gave them all a headache!
If this level was the same as mine, wouldn’t it mean that every second of the day and every second of the day, there would be nothing left in the air?
And people’s pets are not simple either. Just by standing there, you can scare away the white elephant that almost kills your companion with one blow!
This is no longer a simple Sanren, this is a thigh, a thigh as thick as the Optimus Jade Pillar!
While Whale Luo was still in a daze, Chen Shicheng had already thrown the soul-burning nail into the storage column, then patted Latiao on the head and raised his head to the white elephant who was still a little palpitating. jaw.
"Eat it."
Although Baixiang's level is seven levels higher than Latiao, Chen Shicheng is not worried at all.
Although Bai Xiang also has ancient bloodline, the source of the bloodline is not well-known, and the concentration is the same as that of Latiao. The attribute added by Latiao's bloodline concentration is enough to erase the strength gap caused by level.
In addition, although Bai Xiang is huge, his relative sensitivity is also lacking. Even if La Tiao cannot beat him, with his small size and speed that even he can't match, he can still defeat him. Can hold it for a long time.
Of course, there is no such complicated thinking in Latiao's little head. Since the master lets it go, then just do it!
As Chen Shicheng finished speaking, Latiao disappeared directly on his shoulder, and then a huge upper body that rivaled the white elephant suddenly appeared in front of him, opening his blood to it. Pen took a big bite.
"Ang!"
The white elephant let out a roar of fear, stepped out on its four thick elephant legs, and quickly retreated tens of meters with a loud "rumbling" sound.
Latiao was not to be outdone, maintaining the size of Faxiang Tiandi, and chased after him directly. The master’s order was to eat it, so the target must be chewed up and swallowed!
Neither Chen Shicheng nor Fat Monk paid attention to the fight between one large and one young boy. Both sides stared at each other with solemnity in their eyes.
Chen Shicheng’s reason was because Bai Ze’s pupils failed to identify the opponent’s true attributes several times. Fat Monk’s reason was because of Chen Shicheng’s strength and the formation that enveloped him.
Unlike Chen Shicheng who couldn't identify his attributes, he could tell Chen Shicheng's level from his breath at a glance.
But even so, he did not dare to act rashly.
Level 17?
What about the ghost?
The junior who has just entered the Golden Core stage, if he can kill the four level 25 disciples under him with one blow, he will eat the magic weapon he escorted alive!
As for a monk who can deceive his own eyes, his level should probably be the same as his own. The level he shows is probably to trick him into taking action.
So should we just skip the temptation and go all out?
While the fat monk was still thinking, Chen Shicheng launched a direct attack.
The Dao Gang used for testing, plus the Taiyin Ice Curse used to restrict movement, had condensed in the blink of an eye and flew out at the same time.
The fat monk subconsciously waved his monk's robe to eliminate the two attacks. Then he looked down and saw that except for a slash mark and a little bit of frost on the edge of the monk's robe, it had not done anything to him at all. of harm.
"This"
The fat monk was confused.
Is this a test for yourself?
The attack was weak, he hadn't even used any force yet, and with just a little bit of true energy he used instinctively, he had already made the opponent's attack in vain.
Are you sure this is a master at the same level as yourself?
The fat monk frowned, moved a little bit, his true energy circulated in his body, and slapped Chen Shicheng's head with a big golden handprint.
At the same time, Chen Shicheng's Dao Gang was all condensed. He was as fast as lightning, leaving twisted afterimages along the road. He chopped up the golden handprint before it fell.
One sword, two swords, three swords
Countless swords slashed at him one after another, trying to block the falling handprints. (End of this chapter)