Chapter 540 Team Battle

  Sun Godbird likes to smell the smell of burning white sycamore, it probably seems like... old smokers can't live without cigarettes.

   It’s just that the sun **** bird doesn’t know how to be temperate, so there are no white sycamores in the places where he lives and flies.

   Except for the descendants of the sun **** bird, who will burn a large amount of white sycamore as offerings at a fixed period of time, outsiders rarely collect white sycamore grass to attract the sun **** bird.

  Because it is too close to the sun... that is definitely not a good thing.

  The barrier between the divine world and the human world is not simply a difference in spatial height.

  The sky pillar that was broken was not just a peak that towered into the sky.

  The relationship between the God Realm and the human world, in this world, is more like two time-spaces that highly overlap each other and can even interfere with each other, but because of the lack of necessary communication channels, they become separated from each other.

  It’s like a transparent glass, cutting out an originally complete room.

  People on both sides of the glass will affect and interfere with what they are doing to each other. They can even communicate, but they cannot touch each other.

  The patriarch of the Lin tribe followed Zhang Baicheng's suggestion.

   There are a lot of white sycamore near Lushan Mountain.

  When a large number of white sycamores are lit on the top of the mountain.

  The thick yellow smoke rose straight, and then floated high into the sky.

   A moment later, at the end of the horizon, a group of fiery red sun jumped up excitedly.

  The sun bird flapped its wings, smelling the smell of burning white sycamore, and flew into the sky.

  Flying around the world and bringing light to the world, this is the duty of the sun **** bird... But he does not necessarily have to strictly abide by it.

  In the wild world, it is normal for the sun not to rise for several days, or to hang for several days in a row.

  Slightly advancing the sunrise time is nothing to the creatures in the entire wild world.

  When the sun rose, Zhang Baicheng rushed into the center of the battlefield without asking the patriarch's opinion.

   At the same time, Youlin Wuyi entered a period of weakness, and was punched out of the core area by a Daqing warrior, losing the qualification to continue fighting for the tribe.

  Seizing the timing perfectly, Zhang Baicheng, who cut into the battlefield, began to clear the field.

   The first thing is to get those weak people who are in the way out of the battle circle to avoid subsequent battles, because after colliding with the strong and exhausted, they are taken advantage of by these guys.

  Originally a better choice is to unite the weak and exclude the strong first.

  It’s just that this is a wild place, and none of the soldiers here have such thinking and ideas.

  Even if Zhang Baicheng had such thoughts, no one would cooperate with him and agree with his strategy.

  At this time, Zhang Baicheng cut into the boundary of the team battle, and slapped the Yuyu warrior who was on the edge.

  The feathered and winged fighters are both dexterous, but the former is good at short-distance maneuvering, while the latter is better at long-distance galloping.

  Now Zhang Baicheng fights the unintentional with the intention, and fights the weak with the strong.

  Naturally, there is no disadvantage.

Snapped!

It was like an egg hitting a rock, even though the feathered warrior was surrounded by strong divine power, it was still scattered by Zhang Baicheng's palm, and the whole person was like being hit by a wild elephant, and the divine body flew out of pieces .

  As soon as Zhang Baicheng entered the arena, he cleared one person first.

   Naturally, the Youyu clan was directly excluded from this battle.

   It was not until this time that the supplementary fighters from other tribes followed suit.

   At this time, there are still seven tribesmen left on the field.

   Except for the scaly tribe where Zhang Baicheng belongs, the other tribes are all two people.

  The situation still seemed unfavorable to Zhang Baicheng.

  That's why Zhang Baicheng no longer rushed to attack, but instead used body skills and various fighting methods to penetrate among the crowd.

   Without being deliberately targeted or focused, Zhang Baicheng delayed until sunset.

  Wait until many fighters are exhausted before attacking quickly.

   Repelled five people in a row, allowing the claws to be eliminated.

  When the third wave of reinforcements came in, Zhang Baicheng had an extra helper, but this was not good news for him.

  In the third round of melee, this scaly tribe warrior named Youlin was knocked out.

  The reason is that he did not obey Zhang Baicheng's command, did not choose to swim and fight like Zhang Baicheng, and waited for the opportunity.

   Instead, he savagely collided with a warrior of the horned tribe. Although he successfully defeated the horned warrior, he was also injured, and was subsequently cleared as well.

   At this time, the battle situation gradually began to heat up.

   In the middle of the team battle, the backbone of each tribe was also dispatched to the field.

   There was a sound of shouting all around. Amidst the shouting, the winged tiger stood in the very center of the battlefield, and roared provocatively at all the other tribal fighters.

   The Winged Clan was the former leader of the Jade Bird Cauldron.

  Winged Tiger is the strongest winged warrior.

   Huge cyan wings spread out behind his back, and crazy energy gathered around him.

  The huge divine body shone with a deep blue light.

  At this moment, the winged tiger seems to have really turned into a huge blue bird, singing proudly.

   There is no foreshadowing, and the most intense conflict begins at the beginning.

  Qingzi Yuhuo strode out, with high spirits, and rushed directly towards the winged tiger.

   Qingzi Yuhuo opened his mouth and swallowed, and a large amount of spiritual energy was sucked into his mouth. His body swelled up under the agitation of the spiritual energy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  The changing body of the blue bird was covered with a layer of purple flames.

  The Qingzi tribe is a different kind among the nine tribes of the blue bird.

   Their divine bodies have mutated a long time ago.

   There is also a trace of Ziluan's power in his blood.

  The winged tiger is holding a huge stone knife.

   There are no rules or fixed routines, a simple slash with a knife seems to distort and turmoil the air.

   It is difficult to calculate how much strength such a knife requires.

   You must know that the structure of this world itself is extremely strong.

  The same power, which is enough to break a mountain in a low-level world, may only be enough to crush a stone in this world.

  Qingzi Yuhuo grabbed two spears.

  Purple flames wrapped around the spear, as if dyed the spear with purple mysterious lines.

  Pfft!

  The collision of the knife and the spear made the sound of cold water being poured into the burning coals.

  The two each took a step back, and then looked at their opponent cautiously.

boom!

  The giant blade hit the air, and the ground cracked.

  Qingzi Yuhuo flexibly dodged the attack of the winged tiger, and then took advantage of the opponent's knife to cut into the air, and stabbed the opponent's waist and heart with two spears.

  Faced with such a dangerous situation, Winged Tiger did not panic at all, and directly shifted his center of gravity to the giant blade in his hand, moved his body out of thin air, and instantly switched positions between himself and the giant blade.

   Creak!

  The two spears of Qingzi Yuhuo stabbed the giant blade of the winged tiger again, exploding into pieces of sparks.

  The ear-piercing sound of rubbing caused many people around to experience splitting headaches. The weak at the border of the battle circle were seized by their opponents, sent out of the battle circle, and withdrew from the battlefield.

  Winged Tiger turned his feet, raised the giant blade in his hand, and the heavy and huge stone knife was as light as an embroidery needle in his hand.

  Although there are no fixed routines and rules, once a combat skill is proficient to a certain level, it does not need any routines to support and dominate.

   The knife with wings to catch the tiger is full of domineering and full of barbaric flavor.

   Facing the knife that was about to pass through the chest, Qingzi Yuhuo's reaction was even more peculiar. His body twisted flexibly, and the purple figure jumped back and forth. Following the direction of the blade, his figure twisted and twisted, and he stretched out the spear in the opposite direction and stabbed at the waist and abdomen of the winged tiger.

  The winged tiger let out a long breath, tightened its abdomen, and the two skins on the front and back were tightly pressed together.

  Puff!

  Shattered animal skins and scales flew.

  Winged Tiger's abdomen was still pierced with a long bloodstain, **** and bloody. The broken animal skins and scales were scattered in the wind, quickly turning into black ash.

   It is enough to see that this hit was mixed with powerful firepower.

But at the same time, Qingzi Yuhuo is not having a good time, because at the same time that the spear is stabbing at the winged tiger, the winged tiger is also kicking towards the sky, forcing his body upwards, and the blade in his hand changes at the same time, and stabs down vertically , cut through the divine power flowing on the surface of Qingzi Yuhuo.

  Qingzi Yuhuo looked at the injured shoulder, the blood flowing out of him at this time was actually mixed with cyan divine light and traces of purple fine dust light.

   It is enough to see that he has refined the true blood in his body to a level that is close to divine blood.

  Shorthand handover is the most dangerous.

  Although there is no particularly violent explosion light and shadow effect, the degree of danger is far superior.

   It seemed like it took a while, but in fact, so many movements were completed in a flash.

  In a split second, although there was no winner between life and death, both of them were injured. Moreover, such a thrilling and exciting fight made all the spectators tense their hearts.

   It wasn't until the two of them opened a certain distance that they breathed a sigh of relief.

   Once you meet your opponent, you will meet a good talent. Most of the attention on almost the entire Lushan Mountain was attracted by the wonderful fight between the two.

  Even other people on the battlefield also consciously separated the battle space between the two of them, allowing them to play freely.

   At the same time, it also prevents itself from being affected by the flames of war.

   "Hit! Hit! Hit him to death! Cut his stomach open with a knife!" The warriors of the Winged Tribe shouted excitedly from the side.

   "Pierce his head with a spear! The Qingniao Ding belongs to our Qingzi tribe!" The soldiers of the Qingzi tribe also shouted not to be outdone.

  At this moment, the two of them are sucking in spiritual energy madly, transforming it into divine power in their bodies, vibrating the true blood, and temporarily superimposing it into divine blood.

   Suddenly, the winged tiger accelerated, and even flapped the wings on its back, increasing the speed to the extreme, and rushed towards Qingzi Yuhuo.

   This is to defeat the opponent with one blow, otherwise, if the speed is increased so much in a small space, it is easy to overshoot and fly out of the battle circle.

  At this moment, the big knife with wings to catch the tiger has ruthlessly shrouded his head.

  Qingzi Yuhuo's figure rotated in mid-air, and then, like a purple drill bit, taking advantage of the flaws exposed by the winged tiger at this moment, holding the spear, it drilled towards the opponent's chest.

  He didn't choose to dodge, but chose to head-on.

  However, exclamations...even shouts of curses were also heard from the surrounding stands at the same time.

   Zhang Baicheng, who had been wandering around and watching... also got the right time to make a move.

  He knew that the two duels at this moment were the two strongest in this group.

   also know that their duel has come to a critical moment.

  So, Zhang Baicheng was going to make a bargain, seized the right time, and sent the two of them out of the battlefield at the same time.

   As a senior from the Ten Demon Sect, if he doesn't know how to use the opportunity, wouldn't it be justified?

   As for being mean?

  Have you ever cared about the monks of the Ten Devil Sects?

  (end of this chapter)