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Chapter 42: Smashing Their Eggs


The peak duel between Kaede and the black-robed man came temporarily in the midst of countless blazing eyes Outside the arena, Liu Feng covered his chest and coughed dryly for a while, although his face was a little, but the battle intent in his dark eyes did not weaken at all, and he reached out to wipe the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: It's nothing, it's just a mouthful of blood, hehe, that guy is not as strong as I thought."

Nikola Xuedai frowned and looked at Liu Feng's pale face and couldn't help it: Can't you take a rest with peace of mind: The strange sights in the eyes of her companions couldn't help but flush and hurriedly excused: "I'm just afraid that he will affect you in the competition."

However, this argument seemed to be a little weak, so the crowd did not stop Liu Feng coughed dryly, pulled everyone's attention back, and glanced at the red that had not faded due to shame, and said: "Wait a minute, you should play, remember to be ruthless, don't leave any mercy," the words were quietly cold at this point, "Otherwise, I would rather beat you to serious injuries with my own hands than want you to go on the field and be torn to pieces by others, you know."

Liu Feng's cold tone made everyone shudder, but he still shouted loudly: Nodding lightly, he walked slowly to the end, facing the small hand and clenching it: he sat down next to him, and stepped up his time to recover a little more true qi in his body, and when he fought the black-robed man again, he would have an extra chance of winning According to the previous rules, the seventh-order players took the lead, and the two sides did not pay much attention to the battle between the seventh-order, and it can even be said that the battle between the seventh-order was just an appetizer for the orc duel However, this level of combat is a dish for those above the eighth order, but it is also a dish for the warrior city residents who are all over the mountain The eight seventh-order orcs on the human side and the eight seventh-order orcs on the side were the same, but in terms of momentum, the orc players obviously had the upper hand Although Liu Feng had trained twelve people in death-to-death matching, life-and-death fighting, after all, the time was too short, and in the face of the tyrannical aura that had accumulated after countless battles among the orc players, the scalps of the eight seventh-order players were slightly numb, but they had already reached this step, so even if they were afraid, they could only fight desperately The scuffle began with the earth-shattering shouting The gap between the seven orders is not large, so at the beginning of the battle, everyone was evenly matched, but as time went by, the tyrannical hand of the orcs finally began to show their upper hand The first casualty inevitably appeared, and a tall wolf clan's sharp claws fiercely passed through the empty door exposed by a human seventh-order fighter, and the sharp fists and claws went directly through the chest of this human seventh-order fighter, and blood gushed out The fighter's face was frightened, and he lowered his head slightly to look at the one that passed through his chest: his face suddenly changed, and he was bloodshot, and the fear in his heart between his pupils seemed to be thrown away at this moment, and he shouted: Damn, bastard, let's go to see the god of death with Lao Tzu" The roar was very terrible, and the originally weak hands seemed to be full of strength in an instant, and the fists clenched into the sharp steel, and thrust into the crimson eyeballs on the hideous beast face "Ahh Just as the werewolf tore the corpse to pieces and roared wildly, he threw the wolf's head apart with a fierce punch, and it was another human player who was extremely grieved The competition in the field continued, no, this can no longer be said to be a game, but a killing field, and after the two of them were torn apart, the human players were also aroused by the grief and anger in their hearts, and began to fight like crazy Outside the arena, Lan Ying and the others clenched their fists and teeth, biting fiercely, and the bloodshot pupils of the giant eyes were constricted, and Nikolai's snowy face was filled with grief and anger in the pale purple pupils On the side, Ao Hao's eyes drooped as if he had become numb The red dress turned her head lightly and said that her heart was in the field Kaede will look much softer Liu Feng closed his eyes and stared, as if he didn't feel the killing outside, but the clenched fist under the sleeve robe exposed the fluctuations in his heart, and the cold and bone-chilling voice trembled fiercely like everyone's hearts "Death is inevitable between races, I have long said that it will be very cruel with beasts, so you better throw away those unnecessary emotions in your hearts for me, and take it as revenge for your companions."

The killing intent in the eyes of Lan Ying and the others burst out, and they looked at the killing in the field with resentment, and nodded heavily The killing in the field finally stopped, and there were fourteen people: three people, three of them, two orcs, and one of them Liu Feng's eyelids raised slightly, looking at the figure in the field that refused to flinch despite being covered in bruises, and nodded slightly Seventh-Order Earth Sword Master He remembered that this person was a seventh-order student of the Star Blue Academy and Nikolai Xue, who did not have a prominent family background and a huge background to be able to get to the point where he was today, and he relied on the perseverance of constantly fighting Posha shook his crippled body, and the heavy sword touched the ground and sneered at the two orcs on the opposite side: Come here, haha" Humiliated by Docker, the two orcs smiled fiercely and raised their weapons, Docker smiled coldly, clenched the heavy sword in his right hand, and met it without fear Fighting spirit, sparks burst out The three figures struggled and struggled with each other for every ounce of strength The orcs were born with great strength, and after resisting more than ten consecutive blows from the two orcs, Bosha was finally provoked away, and the huge fist in the pupils of the heavy sword was mixed with the sound of breaking the air, and it slammed close Gently closed his eyes and whispered in his heart: It's right Just as Posha was preparing for the impending death, a huge suction force suddenly appeared from behind, and the falling body was instantly sucked over Liu Feng stood in mid-air, grabbed Posha's tired body with his hand, and shouted coldly: "You guys have had enough, let's change people," and ignored the orcs, who jumped into the air and jumped into the void, flashed outside the arena, and carefully put Posha down and said: Lan Ying nodded hurriedly, his lips moved lightly, and some soft drips appeared out of thin air, and the hideous wounds that had fallen onto the countless scars on Po Instant's body began to heal slowly as soon as they encountered these gentle droplets Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and asked coldly: Ao Hao slowly opened his eyes, and the cold light flashed from them, counting into the items of the competition, and the following duel above the eighth order was: Liu Feng frowned and said slightly angrily: Medium Ohao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and the orcs proposed this item that could be considered entertainment on the contract of the first duel.

"A group of mongrels I grass," Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed in his dark pupils "Hehe, Lord Ao, the decisive battle below is about to be officially counted, and the laughter came from the field Ao Hao raised his head, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said coldly: "Blind scream" Heerba's laughter stopped abruptly, his face was extremely ugly, and his strength was as powerful as his mouth."

Ohao cracked his mouth "Lan Ying, Gonza, Lion Zhan, Ni, you three guys, wait for the bastard eggs to smash me into slag, my grass," Ao Hao's rough shout rang out violently, and he wanted to finish calling the four of them together, but as soon as he came into contact with Nikolai's cold and angry gaze, and then thought of a terrible old man, he had to omit the beautiful name: