Chapter 373 Wait!
The black-faced man suddenly stood together with General Qingjia, who was on the ranking list. He made a pair of axes look like a tiger, and he had reached the point where he was a master of axe. He was almost suppressing General Qingjia.
But not long after, there was only a "clang" sound, and almost all the monks who came from Cangliu Palace had expressions of horror on their faces.
After being suppressed for a while, the green-armored general seemed to have adapted to the black-faced man's attack. He directly drew out his gun and hit the black-faced man's weapon.
The magic weapon spear in the hands of General Qingjia is obviously several grades higher than the magic weapon of the black-faced man.
During the fight, there was just a clang, and the black-faced man was staggered by the huge force of the counterattack.
At the moment when the black-faced man was shocked, he felt a chill on his neck.
He looked down and was so frightened that he saw a dagger emitting cold light stuck on his neck, and blood was spurting out.
"You...actually killed me?"
General Qingjia looked at the black-faced man indifferently. Without saying a word, he held down the dagger tightly, exerted force again, and penetrated his neck directly!
After that, he suddenly pulled out the dagger.
puff--
The blood spurted out like it was bursting.
Those outside watching the battle were in deathly silence.
Someone swallowed and murmured in disbelief: "He...is dead?"
"Isn't this... a sparring match?"
"Why do you want to kill me?"
A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of General Qingjia, and he stood in front of everyone and said, "Sparring?"
"In Star Road, there is no competition? Any battle is a battle of life and death. How can there be any discussion?"
"We, the Xinglu soldiers, all survived in the sea of blood and experienced countless battles, which is different from you monks in the greenhouse.
"I and other Xinglu soldiers are the protectors of you people."
That's too much!
Countless monks from Cangliu Palace clenched their fists, their eyes filled with humiliation, but at this moment they were unable to argue, they were not strong enough and could only let others humiliate them!
The elders of Cangliu Palace and General Zijia all chose to remain silent at this time.
"I'll do it!" A young man holding a long sword said angrily and entered the illusion condensed by the sequence list.
The cultivation level of this young man with a long sword is the same as that of the black-faced man just now. He is still in the early stage of heavenly being, and the person he is challenging is still a third-grade general-level military lord.
Still the mirror image of the green-armored general just now.
When General Qingjia saw this, he snorted disdainfully and didn't take it seriously.
His name is Shi Tong, and although his cultivation is in the late Nascent Soul stage, his weapons, even the protective magic weapons, and even the exercises he has practiced since he was a child all come from the Xinglu Military Machine Hall. Compared with the true disciples of Jiugong Dao, he does not make any concessions. Therefore, even among the third-level generals, they are among the top ones in terms of strength.
In terms of strength, the threshold for the third-level general level is already equivalent to that of late-stage heavenly beings from the outside world.
In other words, almost every monk in the Star Road has the strength to fight across the ranks. In terms of strength, ordinary monks outside the Star Road, those in the late stage of heavenly beings, can be comparable to the Nascent Soul in the Star Road... …
With Shi Tong's victory, his information and the strength rules in Xinglu were also released by the elders in Cangliu Palace.
Chi——
Shi Tong's mirror image pierced the chest of the young man with the sword just now, and blood fell down the tip of the gun again.
The young man with the long sword was also killed by Shi Tong within ten rounds!
"call--"
I don’t know how many Cangliu Palace monks took a long breath.
An emotion as big as a boulder weighed on everyone's hearts.
Could it be that they were really not wrong?
These people from the outside world are indeed inferior to humans in terms of skills. A group of heavenly beings can’t even compete with a late-stage Nascent Soul?
When the four green-armored generals saw that Shi Tong had won again, the mockery on their faces became even more intense, and the eyes of the other monks who came from the outside were filled with disdain.
"I come!"
A middle-aged Taoist who was in the middle stage of Heavenly Humanity roared and rushed into the illusion of the sequence list.
The target of the challenge is still Shi Tong in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Everyone is looking forward to it...
But in the end, he still lost.
Although the middle-aged Taoist has great strength and has reached the peak of the middle stage of heaven and humanity, his magic weapon is only a first-grade earth-level fly whisk, which is difficult to use in front of General Qingjia's spear.
In the end, he was severely injured and unable to fight anymore, and his head was brutally penetrated by Shi Tong's spear.
"No!!!"
"This is a devil!! Why do you still need to kill someone!!"
"Are all the people in Xinglu so cruel?"
Countless Cangliu Palace monks cried out in sorrow, and some even broke down in tears.
"Haha." Shi Tong sneered, turned around and said, "These wastes will only waste the rare resources on Star Road while they are alive. No matter if they die, the free resources can be distributed to the indigenous people with strong talents in Star Road."
"You're just relying on the power of magic weapons and exercises! What's so arrogant about it!" Someone was dissatisfied and retorted.
"You have been cultivating for many years, but you don't even understand the principle of the weak eating the strong?" Shi Tong looked down at the monks who refuted him from above: "Don't you, who come from the outside world, rely on the power of cultivation?"
"You..." The person who retorted was a young monk. His eyes were full of humiliation. He bit his lips tightly, holding back tears, and had nothing to say.
For a moment, the hundreds of thousands of Cangliu Palace monks who gathered under the Military Machine Palace and in front of the city gate fell silent.
At this time, even if they dispatched the cultivators of the Peak of Heaven and Humanity and the Great Perfection of Heaven and Humanity to defeat this Shi Tong, it can only show that they are weak, and it can only show that the peak cultivators from the outside world can fight against the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Star Road. , which is even more embarrassing.
Even, they were secretly thinking in their hearts, if the monks at the peak of heaven were no match for Shi Tong, would they have to accept Shi Tong's humiliation again?
Their fighting spirit was defeated by Shi Tong even in the midst of successive defeats.
Someone was sobbing quietly.
Many monks have never experienced the experience of leaving their hometown and wandering around to come here, only to be bullied by others. They cannot bear it.
"Since none of you are opponents, then this battle ends here."
Shi Tong looked at the crying crowd below indifferently, with a look of contempt flashing in his eyes: "According to our previous agreement, the weak must confront the opponent..."
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, a majestic voice interrupted Shi Tong.
Shi Tong followed the sound and found a young man with a delicate face looking at him. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and a flash of panic flashed through his heart.
Just now, this young man was hidden among the crowd. He did not emit any aura like an ordinary person and did not attract anyone's attention.
At this moment, his face was expressionless, and his whole body exuded a heart-stopping coldness.
"He is... Sect Leader Li!"
As Li Qingyun stepped forward, some of the monks from the eight states under Cangliu Palace recognized Li Qingyun and exclaimed.
"Yes...! He is Sect Master Li Qingyun!"
"What!? Sect Master Li Qingyun! He is actually here too!"
"God bless us for waiting -" An old man fell to his knees in the sky, his eyes were weeping, and he said sadly: "Please Sect Master Li... strengthen me, the monk of Cang Bazhou!"
"Sect Master Li, strengthen me as a monk from the Eight Prefectures!"
"Strengthen my eight-state monk!"
"Strengthen my eight-state monk!"
At this moment, whether it was the Golden Core cultivator, the Nascent Soul cultivator, the Celestial Being cultivator, or even the Four Symbols cultivators from each sect, they all roared and vomited out the humiliation in their hearts!
"Please ask Sect Master Li... to strengthen my eight-state cultivator!"
