Jing Hao packed up his greetings.

"Senior Brother." Xin Mengqi shouted softly, and she advised: "Don't blame your master. Ye Jiu and his master had a grudge back then. Now he has a higher status than his master. He deliberately put pressure on him, so his master can do nothing. Master now regrets it."

"I know." Jing Hao said without raising his head.

"Senior brother is planning to go to the Wolf?" Xin Mengqi asked.

"Yeah." Jing Hao said while cleaning up: "I'll go and persuade Tang Tian to hand over the Anhao Sword."

Xin Mengqi chuckled: "Senior Brother, when you lie, your tone will be unnatural." She immediately said softly: "No matter what your senior brother does, Mengqi supports it. In Mengqi's heart, Senior Brother is the most open-minded person in the world."

Jing Hao was moved. He raised his head and looked at Tingting, the gentle and quiet junior sister, and an unspeakable emotion surged in his heart. When he spoke, he turned into a sentence: "Junior sister, I'm sorry..."

"Why do you want to say sorry?" Xin Mengqi smiled and said, "There are always so many helpless things. The most important thing for senior brothers to do what they want. I believe senior brothers! People who can be valued by senior brothers are afraid that their personalities are also very strong. Is this a prepared person?"

Jing Hao shook his head: "I know Brother Tang, he will never hand over An Haojian. The other four people have a good relationship with him, and I am afraid they will turn against Wu Hui. The battle with Ye Chaoge is inevitable. Master did something wrong. He is my master, so I naturally cannot blame him. But since it is the master's fault, as a disciple, I have no choice."

Xin Mengqi had some worries in her eyebrows: "Senior brother, be careful."

"Haha!" Jing Hao smiled, and the depression between his eyebrows was also wiped out, and he was full of courage: "Junior sister, don't worry. Your senior brother is not Jing Hao of the past now!"

"Could it be..." Xin Mengqi's eyes lit up, unable to hide her surprise.

"Yes, I finally got it done." Jing Hao sighed with emotion: "I am looking forward to Ye Chaoge's ability to be my first opponent."

"Come on, senior brother!" Xin Mengqi raised her fist and smiled with an encouragement on her face: "If senior brother encounters difficulties one day, don't forget the little traitor of junior sister! I am senior brother's little traitor!"

Jing Hao looked at the junior sister's thin shoulders, and his face was full of sincerity and concern, and he was a little confused.

He suddenly stepped forward, opened his arms and hugged his junior sister.

Xin Mengqi was stunned. Her whole body was stiff and out of control. When the scene that had been fantasized many times really appeared, her mind was blank.

The girl's body in her arms was stiff, the girl's fragrance and warmth made Jing Hao feel inexplicably sad. The junior sister also knew that this separation might have been many years. Once she fought with Ye Chaoge, he and Wuhui would undoubtedly tear their faces apart.

"Junior sister, take care of yourself!"

With a gentle hug, he let go of his junior sister, suppressed the parting in his heart, and smiled and said, "I'm leaving!"

He took a resolute step away.

When his back disappeared, the stiff girl suddenly burst into tears.

The soldiers returned to the recruits' camp.

The recruit camp without Tang Tian was always a little cold. That guy didn’t know what happened...

Bing thought in a daze that he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong. Thinking that if Tang Tian died in the suicide room, he would dissipate, it was a bet on him. Bing laughed at himself. He threw this idea aside, and he felt that he would not be wrong. Tang Tian's potential was greater than he thought.

He brought most of the drawings of the No. 07 Barracks, and he wanted Sailai to see which ones could be repaired. He didn't want to wait for the result. With the No. 07 Barracks, he suddenly had more things to do. He was a general who survived the chaos of war, and such difficulties were far from enough to shake him.

He calmly improved his approach.

The cost of this death training is quite amazing. The secret treasures used are all purchased at a high price.

From the corner of his eyes, he glimpsed Feng Chou, who was floating in the air. After thinking about it, he stopped: "Feng Chou, do you still want to fight?"

Feng Chou subconsciously said: "Of course I want to."

He suddenly reacted, suddenly widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "Can you let me continue fighting?"

"Another kind of battle." Bing said frankly: "You can devour martial souls, and you will become a soul general, like Tang Yi. But you will inherit some of your own characteristics, such as your swordsmanship. If your will is strong enough, of course, it is possible to fail, and then you will not stay anything. You can consider it."

"No need to think about it." Feng Chou shook his head and said decisively: "I do it! As long as I can fight, I have no other extravagance."

"You'd better think about it seriously." Bing advised.

"No need to think about it." Feng Chou shook his head: "Only fighting means something to me."

Bing nodded and nodded: "Okay, when I come back, I will prepare your business."

"Okay!" Feng Chou responded.

The suicide room is boundless and open space.

Tang Tian was gasping for breath. In front of him, the guy who looked exactly like him was also gasping for breath.

It's really difficult!

Sweat slid down Tang Tian's cheeks, and his breath was as heavy as a cow. He finally realized how painful it was to fight with him. He had what he knew, and the other party had his own mechanics. Even these days, he had made progress, but the other party was also making progress.

After three days of battle, Tang Tian did not take any advantage.

How to win?

Before he could think about it, the other party rushed over.

"He"'s personality is exactly the same as Tang Tianyi, tenacious and tireless, likes to take the initiative to attack, and likes to fight for life.

Tang Tian had no choice but to stop thinking and grit his teeth to meet him. He had to be so energetic and use all his strength to resist the fierce attack of "Tang Tian".

The same fire sickle ghost claws, the same fire light, like two fire dragons with claws, collided fiercely.

The intense and dense burst of sparks continued to sound, and the two figures were about to part with each other and collided fiercely again.

Tang Tian’s Fire Scythe Ghost Claw has a much smaller flaw than before. The “Tang Tian” opposite also has the eyes of the Peacock King. Any subtle flaw will be found immediately.

Both sides are constantly finding each other's flaws and constantly reducing their own flaws.

Both sides are familiar with each other and cannot be familiar with each other.

Tang Tian felt depressed that he tried to activate his red eyes, but the red eyes seemed to be invalid. No matter how hard he tried, he never did the same as last time.

What made Tang Tian even more frightened was that the "Tang Tian" opposite was also trying desperately to activate the red eyes.

Once activated by the other party, he is in danger.

hateful!

He imagined that he would fall into a tough battle, but he did not expect that the battle would be so difficult.

On the fifth day, both sides finally stopped.

He and the power of the projection were all consumed. Five days and five nights, both sides did not stop at all. Both sides used all their strength to fight. After they used up their true power, they used brute force, and no one was willing to retreat. In the end, they wrestled like street gangsters.

what to do?

Tang Tian gasped and tried his best to think of a solution.

I will never give up!

Amori didn't say anything, his face twisted into a ball in pain, but he held it up. But in the end, he hadn't carried it over, and fainted with a muffled groan. All kinds of bumps into wood, hammers, and crushing the bed were still constantly destroying his body.

When everything calmed down, Amori had lost consciousness. His bloody body had a yellow light, and his flesh and blood began to grow strangely.

Three hours later, Amori woke up, his body was intact.

The sound of wind that rang over the wood sounded again, and his face changed, and a new round was about to begin.

Bang bang bang bang!

The flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. Amory groaned, his face turned pale, and he blocked it.

I must help you enjoy it once in the future...

This is the last thought of Amori falling into a coma again.

In the ice room, it was as cold as the extreme. Han Bingning, who was sitting cross-legged, had become covered with frost, like an ice sculpture, and her heartbeat was extremely slow, as if it were not present.

Liang Qiu, in the torrent, was dragging the iron balls with both hands, but was incredibly flexible, like a hug, like a slap, and like a bullet. The iron balls coming along the water were knocked away one by one by him. His face gradually became heavier and solemn, the speed of the water flow was constantly increasing, and his pressure increased significantly.

Bang!

A fish that escaped the net hit his left shoulder, his left arm numb, and a muffled groan, and the defense line collapsed.

After a while, he struggled to climb up from the torrent.

He lay like a pool of mud by the water, with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, bruised all over his body, and no strength left, and a bitter smile in his heart.

I really want to fall asleep like this...

Today I have to argue with Wuhui... Life is such a tragedy...

It's still a tragedy that life is worse than death...

After a bitter smile, he struggled to get up and began to meditate.

Sima Xiangshan was covered in bruises in the dark, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he ignored them, and his eyes were vigilantly feeling even the small movements around him.

Suddenly, a slight wave occurred behind his neck.

Without thinking, Sima Xiangshan's body was strangely folded, and his upper body flashed to one side like a twisted spring.

hiss.

There was a thin blood mark on his face, and a drop of blood poured out from it.

Sima Xiangshan reached out and touched the bloody marks, his fingers covered in blood, and his tongue gently licked it, which made his face look weird and ferocious.

My life is not that easy.

Sima Xiangshan's eyes were as cold as a snake.

Ling Xu retreated step by step, and the Yinshuang Cavalry warrior in front of him was extremely heavy, one shot was as fast as another, all of which were the gunshots that had appeared in his dreams. It seemed familiar, but it was just a nuance, so why was the power so amazing!

Ling Xu's spear tip was completely unavailable in front of the opponent's storm-like gun.

The feeling I experienced in my own hands is completely different.

It was obviously just a slight difference, but it made him feel that he had nowhere to start for the first time.

Is this the real sea of ​​gun tip? Is the sea of ​​gun tip taught by the teacher really wrong?
Chapter completed!