Great Slaughter System

After getting off the stage, Gao gradually disappeared: "Not bad, the first opponent is not very strong."

"Now the first round, don't expose too much strength." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Less master, rest assured."

Gao gradually nodded.

About one-fifth of the scent of a game can be ended, and it is rare for the two sides to have the same strength and it is difficult to distinguish the winners and losers.

As time went by, some people were happy, but most of the slightly famous geniuses advanced.

After all, although there are many military participants, not everyone is a genius. Some of the warriors who participated in this martial arts conference just want to test what they have learned. In front of those geniuses, they did not think too high.

"Seven, three groups of eight on the 12th."

"Less Lord, it’s yours."

Gao gradually left the road.

Shen Lang nodded and flew to the contest.

"In the midst of the congenital mid-level repair, my luck is good." Shen Lang's opponent is a thick eyebrow boy, holding a huge knives in his hand, the blade is cold and cold, looks extremely sharp.

Shen Lang nodded. "Well, luck is really good."

Juvenile's words, Shen Lang agrees very much. As for who is lucky, I don't know.

"Drink!"

The thick eyebrows screamed and slammed forward. When they were three meters away from the sinking waves, they stepped heavily under their feet. The huge knives on their hands were lifted up and swayed directly toward the sinking waves.

Although the boy’s knife was very strong, Shen Lang only shook his head, and the golden light of the palm appeared. A loud dragon screamed, and then he heard a golden and iron symphony. The juvenile’s huge knives were broken from the middle, leaving The half of the blade crossed the tip of the nose.

The look of Shen Lang was the same, the palm of his hand was gently sucked, and the half-cutting knives that were broken by the smashing waves appeared in his hands. The **** were gently placed on the neck of the thick-browed teenager with a half-cut knives.

"Hey!"

The thick-browed teenager swallowed a spit, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from his cheek.

When!

The juvenile's half-cut knives fell to the ground, bitterly said: "I lost."

Shen Lang shrugged, his fingers flicked, half a knives, hehe! Inserted into the ground and turned away.

"Knife! Not so useful."

"Go back and practice well."

No surprises, easy to advance.

Then the second round, the third round, until the fifth round, it was finally the turn of gold to be innocent, and Kim was no accident, and easily defeated the opponent.

The strength of gold without life and high gradual separation, even if it is a genius of people, as long as they are not the perverts of the top 20, they will not have any accidents.

The battle of the day passed quickly. The geniuses of the big forces did not reveal any strength. They simply defeated the opponent. As for the dark horse, it has not yet appeared. After all, it is only a sea election. It is not clear who is strong or weak.

Back to the cyclamen, Shen Lang and others ate a random meal and went back to the room to practice.

Back to the room, Shen Lang carried his hands, stood in front of the window and pondered for a while, and finally took out a jade box from his arms.

Shaolin Da Dandan.

Shen Lang feels that it is time to break through the late congenital. After the war outside Wucheng, his realm has completely settled down.

After breaking through the later stage, he is sure to fight against the peerless geniuses.

After all, the top 20 geniuses in the list are congenital late or peaks. If Shen Lang is only a bit in the mid-contemporary period, he will only be reluctant.

.......

Shen Lang Ruyi broke through the congenital late stage, and there was no suspense in the next few days of fighting.

Today is the last day of the knockout, which is the number of players.

The final battle of 150 people, as long as they can advance, they will be firmly promoted to the list.

"Seven sets of three groups on the 8th vs. seven sets of ten groups and one number."

Wu must be a big drink, so that everyone can concentrate on it.

Today is the day when the list of people is born, and all the people watching the battle are excited.

Regardless of the rankings in the future, at least the winners of today are the strong players in the future.

Shen Lang just sat on the battle table. Wu’s voice just fell, and the Shen Lang floated like a fairy from the watch to the stage.

"Good handsome!!!"

These days, the name of Shen Lang has long been known, and then the record of Shen Lang outside Wucheng has also been turned over.

Although Shen Lang has not yet entered the list, it has already attracted a group of fans.

Coupled with the face of Shen Lang's Pan An, female fans are better than male fans.

Of course, Fang Miaoer’s rumors of black and dark waves are not broken. What are the five short statures and what the green faces are, and they are turned into nothing after the appearance of Shen Lang.

As for why there are fewer male fans, of course it is because of embarrassment.

At this time, a large part of the VIP seats on the side of the martial arts platform fell on Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's record is very dazzling, one VS three, defeat Li Ming, He Tianxing, blood from three people, no one knows no one will despise.

Sitting on the stage, He Tianxing looked gloomy and looked at the waves on the stage, breathing heavily.

"Star, your heart is up."

An old man next to He Tianxing faintly glanced at He Tianxing, said indifferently.

"Sovereign, I..."

"I know, you can rest assured that after the completion of the dance forest meeting, I will personally help you kill him and erase your demons."

When the old man interrupted the words of He Tianxing, he looked at the waves on the stage, and his eyes flashed and said that he was murderous.

Li Ming, who was sitting on the battle table, was not as heavy as the star of the day. www.wuxiahere.com~ Just a bitter smile, and he lost to Shen Lang, but he admired Shen Lang.

Li Ming and Li Mubai are very similar, they are the kind of people who can afford to put it down.

Li Mubai had encountered setbacks when he was young. However, he did not appear to have a demon. He only tried to train the man until he finally defeated the man. Because of this, he became the name of Li Mubaijian.

Since Li Mubai was promoted to Dongxu, there was no defeat in the same class.

In a corner of the battle, Fang Yuer and the bones sit quietly.

Pretty bones whispered: "Miss, this is the Lord of the House, let you bring back the waves?"

"Ok."

Fang Miaoer taps the dagger.

The bones carefully looked at the dark waves and frowned. "It's very ordinary. It's too much difference with Wu Jiuzhou. I want to take Zhao Jiuzhou back. It should be cultivated at least. After that, it will become a **** in the temple." will."

"No! Pretty bones, you are too young to marry him. When the martial arts conference is over, you will know."

Fang Miaoer looked seriously at the sinking waves on the stage.

Since the game, Zhao Jiuzhou, who has been sitting there quietly, has slowly raised his head with the stumbling of Shen Lang. Looking at the waves on the stage, Zhao Jiuzhou has a glimmer of light.

Zhao Jiuzhou is wearing a long hair, like a lion. The sparkling light in the eyes is like a prey. It is very aggressive.

With all kinds of gaze around him, Shen Lang turned a blind eye. He was only looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with great interest.

The middle-aged man is white, and he is about forty years old. His look is light, like the name of Shen Lang, he did not look at it.

"You are the sinking waves?"