Seeing this, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, my heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and I actually used a strong hidden skill. This S-level white robe is simply a magical skill. Isn't it equivalent to giving myself a chance to escape from the battlefield? And when I launch a strong hidden, the next attack will actually be 200% of the real damage, which is too opaque!

Look at your remaining contribution, there are still 208 points in total. Redeem a white clothes, a hunting enemy's edge, and the rest is enough to exchange for a somewhat useless Blood-drawing Blade. That's it. After all, you can have a recovery skill. Next, let's prepare everyone to kill you!

After the exchange was completed one by one, only 3 pitiful contribution points were left, and at this time, the Fengyuntai competition was about to begin.

...

"call--"

In the air, the strong wind condensed into Ding Heng's face, and the fairy-like trait was still as strong as that, and said lightly: "The attacks of adventurers in another world are becoming more and more fierce. Fengyuntai's decisive battle must be decided quickly. We must select the strongest of the younger generation as quickly as possible to fight this storm, and start!"

"Yes, elder!"

The next second, two rays of light swept outside the field, sending two young generations of strong men to Fengyuntai, one of which was a werewolf wearing armor, and the other was a undead corrupt corpse holding a war hammer.

"Seeking death!"

The undead corpse roared and rushed forward. A stream of death air was lingering around the warhammer, and the zombies were bombarded with just one blow.

A few seconds later, the undead corrupted corpse instantly returned to fullness. The second challenger came on stage and was still blown away with one blow.

In this way, more than 40 death cultivators were knocked away in a row, and the strength of this undead corrupt corpse was extraordinary.
Chapter completed!