The third thousand two hundred and sixty-two chapters fight
Since the Divine Thunder Step has the highest grade, the most people are interested in it, so the fighting there is even more intense. There are at least two hundred people, all of them are frantically attacking the dragon evil spirit.
But even in this situation, the dragon evil spirit still did not fall behind. His whole body burst out with bright brilliance, and he fought with everyone back and forth with great energy.
Wang Teng just watched for a while, then his eyes flashed, and he knew that time was almost up and he could take action.
Now the energy of the dragon spirit has been almost exhausted, and many people have been injured.
Whoa! As soon as he thought of this, Wang Teng's feet glowed, and his body was like a straight stream of light, flying forward. The speed was so fast that those who were fighting were almost not even close to Wang Teng.
As soon as Wang Teng passed by them, and arrived at the inner perimeter of the dragon statue, the battle here became more intense. In addition to Liu Nan here, there were also some people who were not inferior to Liu Nan in strength.
The genius, that violent energy, was like a big wave, one after another, constantly flying around, Wang Teng felt a sense of suffocation, and was somewhat unable to get close.
"I've taken a liking to this divine thunder step, so don't make the mistake of yourself."
At this time, a faint smile spread, and Liu Nan slashed out with his sword. The bright sword energy was like a divine rainbow, forcing the evil spirit back a few steps, and then he appeared next to the stone statue in a flash.
Yes, with one move of his hand, he took off the scroll from the mouth.
He looked at the scroll, smiled with satisfaction, and then said to the people around him.
He is the fifteenth genius on the list of talents. Although there are several young people here whose strength is not much weaker than him, they are unable to compete due to the heavy consumption in the previous battle.
"Hmph, if you say it's yours, it's yours. Under martial arts techniques like the Divine Thunder Step, no matter how strong you are, we will still have to compete with you."
Those young people are all determined people. Even if Liu Nan is famous, they have nothing to fear. At that moment, each one of them sneered and urged the weapons in their hands to emit brilliant light and shoot fiercely at Liu Nan.
Blast away.
Roar! At the same time, the dragon evil spirit was also completely angered. Two red killing lights burst out from its eyes, and it rushed towards Liu Nan with a surging momentum.
Originally, all the geniuses here were besieging the dragon evil spirits, but now they are all attacking Liu Nan. The scene has changed a bit abruptly.
Liu Nan was startled. He thought that with his reputation, it would not be a problem to intimidate these people, but he never thought that these guys would not take it seriously at all.
After thinking about it, he also knew that martial arts was too attractive to practitioners, so it was normal to do this. Speaking of which, he was too confident in himself.
Seeing these people taking action against him, the vigorous light came over like a tsunami. No matter how strong Liu Nan was, he knew he couldn't resist, otherwise he would only be consumed by himself.
At that moment, a faint smile appeared on his face and he said: "It was me, Meng Lang, earlier. If any of you want to get this scroll, just take it."
After saying that, he threw his palm and the scroll was thrown high into the air. Now this scroll is a veritable hot potato. Whoever gets it will immediately besieged by everyone. Next, there will be many people.
Driven by instinct, he grabbed it in his hand and was immediately blasted to pieces. The scroll was like a ball, constantly flying up and changing its owner. The picture looked a little weird and funny.
Wang Teng looked at the crowd that was like hungry dogs pouncing on food, and shook his head. He also underestimated how attractive this scroll was to everyone.
Now it seems that he has to wait for a while, otherwise even if the scroll falls into his hands, he will be unable to defeat four hands with two fists under the siege of so many people, and there will be no good results.
Ah! Just like that, about ten minutes passed, and the number of people was reduced rapidly. A young man who had just received the scroll and had not yet covered his body let out a scream, and was hit by seven or eight sword marks on everyone's body.
, the scroll in his hand flew up again.
Since almost 80% of the people who had obtained the scroll were ruthlessly killed, they watched the scroll fly up. For a while, none of the geniuses competing there dared to pick it up. Some even avoided the scroll.
Less than.
This scroll is like a reminder of death. If it falls next to someone, even if they don't pick it up, those people will be unreasonable and violently kill them all, killing or maiming them.
"Uh..." However, Wang Teng was shocked to find that the scroll fell in front of him by accident, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his palm.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became quieter.
Many people's eyes were focused on Wang Teng, and the corners of their mouths evoked a playful smile.
Everyone feels that Wang Teng has become the next unlucky guy! "Kill!"
There was no stagnation. Those contenders reacted quickly, raised their swords and swords, and without even looking at them, they slashed down at Wang Teng angrily. In one moment, there were seventy or eighty swords, lights, and sword shadows, like
Forming a large wave of murderous intent, it can cut people into pieces with thousands of knives.
Wang Teng twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed secretly. These people were obviously causing trouble and wanted to quickly reduce the number of competitors.
However, many people have died now, and most of the people left behind have been injured, so Wang Teng is not too afraid.
At that moment, he calmly put the scroll away, with a gloomy look on his face, and shouted: "The scroll has fallen into my hands, which means that I am destined. Whoever dares to make a move again will have only one word - death!"
Wang Teng is very domineering, like a mountain king.
As soon as the word "death" came out, it was like thousands of thunders exploding here, setting off a terrifying sound wave visible to the naked eye. With a bang, those people rushed up, and they were all shaken back by this powerful momentum.
Some young people whose strength was below the seventh level of the Divine Realm vomited blood on the spot.
"Who is this?"
"What a terrifying strength. It's just a voice. How can it be so powerful?"
When those people reacted, a flash of shock flashed across their eyes. Normally, the strength of most of the players participating in the level-breaking competition is on the same line. The difference is not too big. Wang Teng's voice can shock everyone.
The situation of retreating dozens of people really made them feel a little scared.
Anyone who is not a fool would know that this unattractive young man in front of him is no small matter.
"Wang Teng, is that you?"
Liu Nan was also slightly startled, then his eyes turned to Wang Teng, his eyes condensed, and he lost his voice.
"Is he Wang Teng?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion all around.
