Chapter 738: After Hitting the Left Cheek, Then Hitting the Right Cheek

Sergeant Glory tastes defeat for the first time.

Although he was just an ordinary elite corporal, no matter how he was directly defeated without even using a knife, the sense of shock was quite strong. But in an instant, thousands of glorious sergeants erupted in anger, and that feeling was like being provoked by someone at the door, slapping them in the face.

After all, Lin Feng was not wearing a military uniform at the moment.

"I'm coming!"

"Go away! I'll go first! ”

"Let me deal with this kid!"

In an instant, all the strong people got up and stepped out.

The blue tendons on his forehead were furious, and they were already fighting before the fight, and the elite sergeants and sergeants were all angry with the enemy, eager to tear Lin Feng to pieces. It is in line with the purpose of the Glory Alliance, the competition within the alliance is fierce, but the external is the same heart.

It's just that......

"You want to come along?" Lin Feng's words were not serious, but it was like stepping on the tail of a tiger, and he suddenly added fuel to the fire, and the eyebrows of the elite sergeants rose upside down, and they were furious. Frivolous language, such as contempt for the small, although Lin Feng did not mean this.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

"What do you say, boy!"

"Look for death!"

"What a guts!!"

Roaring wildly, the sergeants could not contain their anger.

Lin Feng was under siege, and in the face of the angry voices of thousands of glorious soldiers, all the warriors of the Thirty-Three Continents were suddenly submerged, but Lin Feng was calm, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. This kind of calm and relaxation made He Jin, who was not far away, squint his eyes.

"Alright." The voice was like a mountain of voices, with an invisible majesty.

He Jin pointed his finger at the letter: "Luo Ye, you go." ”

"Yes, Captain." A rebellious voice sounded, and a young man holding a nine-ring knife stepped out, the golden blade was covered with nine sharp ring blades, like nine barbs, and the cold light was hideous. Although the rest of the elite sergeants who wanted to fight were not angry, they were like a mountain. They can't help but say a word.

"Luo Ye, don't embarrass us!"

"Clean and neat, one knife to solve him!"

"This kid from the Thirty-Three Continents is too fucking arrogant, extinguish his prestige!"

Before you know it, the voice in the Glory Sergeant is no longer relaxed.

The defeat just now invisibly added to the atmosphere of suppressed tension, they may have won a hundred games, but one defeat is enough to cancel out all, if this one defeat is ...... For them, it's like hitting the left cheek. Slap the right cheek again.

Leaf litter, Luo leaf.

Elite Sergeant, the elite army ranks 8th, if there is no accident, he is likely to stand out in the first half of the combat power evaluation and advance to the ace army. He Jin's eyes were bright, and the reason why he chose Luo Ye was not only because of his strength, but also because he was also a sword, and he was ......

The knife heart is stronger!

"Peng!" Locker Shock.

Suddenly. The entire space was wrapped in the cold wind and sword intent, and the world of Lin Feng's knife was shattered.

"The ultimate in knife heart." Lin Feng was very calm, looking at Luo Ye, the young man of the Nine-Ring Sword in front of him, as if he had returned to the battle with the Sword Hall Lord Death Star that day. The sword hall master's swordsmanship realm is also the extreme, including Ao Jianhui, who was killed before, is also the ultimate in sword heart.

No pressure.

is not without a way.

"Zheng!" Lin Feng raised his knife and came out. Hei Yan roared like a dark dragon, and the fall of the knife caused the overlord combat power in Lin Feng's body to surge out. Like a sleeping beast, it suddenly roared. Now the fourth-layer overlord combat power is becoming more and more powerful.

The growth of the heart.

Howl!

Lin Feng's momentum suddenly transformed.

"Oh!?" He Jin's eyes lit up, and he could see the mystery with his strength: "What a strong willpower." ”

Luo Ye's complexion also changed.

"How so!" The original unruly look was a little puzzled, his sword heart obviously suppressed the opponent, and now although the world of the knife is still structured, the opponent's entire momentum compares him to him, just like holding a net to restrain a dragon, this net is just a constraint......

Hum!

"Pretending!" Luo Ye has his pride, the absolute strength of the elite sergeant, ranked eighth, how could he be jealous of the soil buns from the thirty-three continents in front of him. The holy qi was monstrous, Luo Ye waved his knife violently in the loud shout, and the wind howled, and the whole world rose and the sand flew.

With a leaf knife in one hand, he killed an unknown number of demons!

But this time......

"New landslide!" Breaking the wind with heavy weight, like a bell ringing, not moving like a mountain.

The same knife has different knife realms, Luo Ye's knife is flying wildly, smart and exploding, but Lin Feng's knife is like a huge mountain pressed down, and it falls steadily in this howling wind. Although the Luo Ye Dao technique was no less than Lin Feng's, and his physical strength was even better, the Holy Qi grade had greatly widened the gap between them.

Super Product and Ultimate ......

It's like a moat.

"Bang!" The space shook dramatically, Luo Ye's entire sword world was shattered, Lin Feng's Taiyu Holy Qi was shocking, and He Jin's pupils were even brighter, because this time he was very sure that Lin Feng's Holy Qi grade was definitely -

Ultimate!

"Genius, super genius!" He Jin clenched his fists, his palms sweating.

Every good seedling is urgently needed by the Glory League.

"Ahh Luo Ye roared in the upside-down flight, and his face was magnificent.

The arrogance exploded, a tooth-like light on the forehead and a cold light bloomed, Luo Ye's body was full of blue light, and the hair on his body was long, like a fierce beast frightened, the wind swirled in the whole battlefield, and under Luo Ye's face that gradually turned blue, two fangs grew steeply.

"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

The rumored transformation bloodline.

"The body seems to be agile, the ferocity has increased greatly, the murderous intent is surging, and the control of the wind is also stronger." Lin Feng looked at it, and at this time, there was a wolf howl around him, and as Luo Ye's transformation turned around, all the soldiers around him shouted wildly, and he held a breath of evil in his heart.

Scold!

Luo Ye turned into a green wolf, as fast as a demon.

In a short period of time, it has increased tenfold, the wind and sand swirl in the entire battlefield, the sound of jingling bells resounded like a death knell, Luo Ye's eyes were cold and bright, and the nine-ring sword was surging, and he was indeed worthy of being the eighth super powerhouse of elite sergeants.

But this time, he met his nemesis.

"A new storm." Lin Feng's face was cold, and he swung his knife directly.

Wind against wind!

The wind howled, the vortex body was mixed with the thunder's high-level arcane riot, the void condensed a thunder vortex, devouring wildly, with the storm rising, the thunder vortex rotated rapidly, the small vortex turned into a large vortex, and the large vortex turned into a huge thunder, tearing and devouring everything.

Ultimate, Thai and holy spirit.

"Throat!" The power that engulfed everything, black and white light, reflected Luo Ye's terrifying gaze.

In an instantaneous roar, all the storms turned into thunder.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire battlefield burst into flames, as if it had been razed to the ground.

One by one, the glorious sergeants were dumbfounded, and they were in place. The wind and sand gradually revealed a figure holding a black giant knife, like an immortal god of war, Luo Ye, who turned into a green wolf on the battlefield, had already passed out, and even his weapons had been taken off.

Fiasco!

… (To be continued.) )