Three hundred and eighty first chapter good for oneself(2/2)
He has a medium figure, a slightly fat body, short hair, very capable, not that kind of beautiful woman, and has a few pockmarks on her face.
From the outside, it is ordinary and inconspicuous even if you throw it into the crowd.
The ghost eye technique was used, and a layer of faint yellow air cover stopped Liu Wuxie's spiritual consciousness and protected Chen Lin's body. No spiritual consciousness could enter.
"It's interesting, I actually practiced the power of the earth!"
Liu Wuxie secretly praised him.
Most women understand water-based elements, and there are very few earth-based elements.
Once you understand it, your combat power will definitely be even more terrifying than that of a man.
The right foot suddenly exerted force, and the bluestones under the foot cracked one by one, scaring the opponent so much that he trembled and admitted defeat.
Everyone was a little sorry for thinking that Chen Lin would take action, but the opponent was a coward, and almost scared.
Liu Wuxie withdrew his gaze. Although the Ghost Eye Technique had not seen through the secrets in Chen Lin, he basically understood it almost as well. He continued to close his eyes.
Whenever a peerless genius appears, it will attract countless people to follow him.
The moment Shao Wendong appeared, the entire martial arts performance was sensation.
Three hours passed...
At the end of this round, only 2,400 people advanced, fifty people died, thirty people were seriously injured, twenty people were missing arms and legs, and lost their combat effectiveness.
There was no time to rest, and 2,400 people continued to draw lots to carry out the next round of battle.
After each round, a large amount of blood was left on the ring, and there was no time to clean it up, and the entire sky was filled with a faint smell of blood.
Tiankun Peak suddenly became sparse, about one-third less, and was eliminated in this round.
It was still Liu Wuxie who was the first to draw a lot, and he drew a number from the cage.
“No. 88!”
Put away the license plate in your hand and wait for the lottery to end.
After one stick of incense, the lottery was over and there were people on stage one after another.
Liu Wuxie stepped on the seven stars, but this time he did not use the crane dance in the sky, like a afterimage disappearing from the spot and appearing on the ring No. 88.
The opponent was one step later than him, and Liu Wuxie stood firmly, and a blue figure appeared five steps away from him.
Xuan Mingfeng disciple!
His face is no stranger. He was one of the more than 300 people in the audience yesterday. He mocked Liu Wuxie many times and forced Elder Tianxing to offend him.
"Liu Wuxie, today is your death date!"
The man slowly pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Liu Wuxie.
In the morning, Xuan Mingfeng had reached an agreement that all the disciples would kill Liu Wuxie at all costs, restrain other mountain disciples, and create opportunities for Wen Haoran.
Chapter completed!