[69 Book Bar - www.] Just when everyone's jaws were dropping in shock, everyone in the Lianban group had relaxed expressions on their faces, and their bodies were filled with profound energy. Although they were not high-level, they carried a terrifying aura.

"This time, let you taste the power of our pity class." Lin Feng licked the corner of his mouth bloodthirstyly, full of energy. It was so damn easy to throw away the heavy silver and heavy iron! Suddenly, his body seemed to be so light that he could fly.

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The faces of everyone in the Lian class were full of fighting spirit, and the embarrassment on their faces did not diminish their fierce momentum at all.

"Brothers, it's time for them to pay off their debts. Come on!" Lin Feng waved his hand very domineeringly and was the first to rush out.

"Go up! Go up! Go up!" Everyone who was originally exhausted seemed to be on stimulants after throwing away the heavy silver iron. They were completely different from the exhausted people before, causing many people to stare wide-eyed.

Zhuzi looked at this scene in disbelief and said in disbelief: This... this contrast is... too big!

"Let me get to know you properly." Luo Chen looked relaxed. He pointed at Jing Mao with his beloved sword and said provocatively. Then he brushed the ground and rushed out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

The warriors standing in the audience could only see afterimages flashing across the huge competition stage at an incredibly fast speed!

"Swish, swish, swish!" The sound of swords cutting through the skin sounded, and blood gushed out along with the screams!

"Oh my god, it's so fast!" someone in the audience exclaimed. The lights on the competition stage were flashing, and countless lightning-like figures were flying around each other, which was dazzling.

What a contrast! What a counterattack!

Who could have imagined that a young boy who used to move so slowly that it took an extremely long time to even take a single step could possess such agility, speed, and terrifying speed that could even be said to be frightening?

This huge contrast immediately shocked many people's hearts to pieces!

"Ah!" Ouyang Hongfei looked at the strange changes on the field in disbelief. Her body had been cut with blood marks by the weapons in the hands of some Lianban disciples. Her profound energy was exhausted and she could only hide in embarrassment.

On the other side, Jing Mao, who had exhausted his profound energy, was no better than Ouyang Hongfei. He nervously looked around, fearing that Luochen's figure would suddenly appear from some unknown corner.

It’s just that his vigilance is destined to be a joke!

"Send you to the West!" A faint voice suddenly sounded from behind Jing Mao. Jing Mao suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and before he could react, he lost his life!

Luo Chen casually dropped the body of the first King Wu in his hand with a cold expression, snorted disdainfully, and let the blood on the sharp sword slowly flow down along the blade.

This group of warriors who usually did not exercise their physique and only relied on Xuan Qi, but after losing their most important weapon Xuan Qi, they were so weak that it was not enough for him to last a round! Luo Chen glanced disdainfully at the man who was bleeding profusely and fell to the ground.

Jing Mao felt a strong sense of contempt in his heart.

Jing Mao's death undoubtedly brought endless fear to the remaining Tsing Yi disciples. They no longer wanted to resist, and they fled in all directions. King Wu is dead, can they, the great martial arts masters, still be alive?

"Ah! Get out of the way, I am Ouyang Hongfei, you can't kill me! Brother, save me!" On the other side, Ouyang Hongfei, who was surrounded by several people from the pity class, screamed hysterically in fear, but everyone in the pity class

That ghostly figure seemed to be hard to guard against, always opening several wounds on her body.

"Get out of the way, I said, I will kill her with my own hands!" Luo Chen, who had finished killing Jing Mao, slowly walked towards Ouyang Hongfei, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes. The humiliation of that day was still deep in his heart.

was buried in his heart, and he had been waiting for the moment when he would repay the other person with his own hands for the humiliation the other party had given him!

"Yes!" Luo Chen is the strongest person in the Lian class, and he is usually highly respected by everyone in the Lian class. Hearing Luo Chen's words, everyone in the Lian class, who was well aware of the grudge between Luo Chen and Ouyang Hongfei, froze.

Go out and hunt down the other fleeing Tsing Yi disciples. Don’t you want to send the pity class to the west? Let them taste what it’s like to be sent to the west by the pity class.

"Brother, brother, save me! Save me!" Seeing Luo Chen's bloodthirsty eyes, Ouyang Hongfei suddenly felt frightened in her heart, and she shouted and frantically called for help in the direction of Ouyang Hongyu.

Ouyang Hongyu frowned and clenched his fingers at some point. Looking closely, you could see the veins on his hands were exposed.

The rules on the competition stage were that outsiders were not allowed to interfere until the end of the competition, and he couldn't just watch Ouyang Hongfei die...

"Hmph!" Luo Chen didn't seem to notice Ouyang Hongyu's warning gaze at all. He stabbed Ouyang Hongfei coldly with the sword in his left hand...

"Stop!" Seeing this scene, Ouyang Hongyu finally couldn't sit still. He suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. The pressure of the Intermediate Martial King on his body was released without restraint, sweeping the entire place like a storm.

"Wow! He is really an intermediate martial arts king!" Someone among the martial artists watching the show suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect it to be true. Feiyu God of War has really been promoted to the intermediate level of Martial King!" Some enthusiastic fans shouted.

"With this terrifying promotion speed, maybe Master Feiyu can enter the legendary realm of the Martial Emperor!" A warrior stared at Ouyang Hongyu on the stage with fiery eyes and shouted loudly.

But at this moment, Ouyang Hongyu was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the voices of praise from the audience. He stared at Luo Chen with cold eyes, and the pressure on his body pressed down on Luo Chen unceremoniously: "This young man, the competition is on point.

That's enough, why bother with people's lives? You killed them all on the stage today, and I'm sure you will be the one who dies tomorrow. It's better to let go of enemies than to make them end, so I advise you to stop!" Those words made perfect sense.

It can be said to be full of threats.

However, with his status as an intermediate martial king and the support of the Ouyang family behind him, he has the capital to say this.

"Hahaha!" Just when Ouyang Hongyu finished his words, a cold and domineering arrogant laughter suddenly sounded from the other side.

"My people, if I don't let them die, even God will never think of taking their lives." Ni Jiuxie looked at Ouyang Hongyu in a arrogant and evil manner, with a smile on his face, but those eyes, but
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