Doomsday Manor Owner

Through the gap between the round thin blade, Zhang Bozhou looked at Zhuanglun nervously.

"You can admit defeat! The opponent I am looking for today is not you!" Zhuang Lun said blandly.

"If you want to think, the position of the city is mine. If you have the ability, you will break my defense and want me to confess? You dream!" Zhang Bozhou had been stunned by the power of the city owner and yelled at Zhuang Lun crazy.

Zhuang Lun shook his head, and then his right arm moved.

In his hand, Pu Dao brought a knife and shadow. In a short period of time, he split hundreds of times in a row, thousands of times, and the round thin blades around Zhang Bozhou were all split.

"You lose!" The Pu Dao frame in Zhuang Lun's hand was on Zhang Bozhou's neck.

Feeling the sharp blade on the neck, Zhang Bozhou's face suddenly became pale.

"I admit defeat!" Zhang Bozhou's voice was very dry.

Seeing the end of the battle, Herbert came out to announce: "The first game, Zhuang Lunsheng!"

Zhuang Lun retracted Park Dao and returned to his place to stand again, as if he had never moved.

A light fall, covering Zhuanglun, but at a moment, the physical strength and spirit he just consumed have been completely restored.

Sun Xuanming stood under the stage, his face was very ugly.

The battle just now made him feel the huge changes in Zhuang Lun's body, not only the changes in physical fitness, but also changes in the mentality.

The original Zhuang Lun, like a cold, and rich upstart, his attitude was impetuous, his inner expansion, he performed very arrogantly, and he did not take anyone in his eyes.

But now Zhuang Lun is calm and serious. Regardless of fighting with anyone, he go all out.

Just now he slowly walked towards Zhang Bozhou, seemed very crazy, but every step he took out was serious and cautious.

"In the second game, Zhuang Lun fought against Sun Xuanming."

A light covered Sun Xuanming, and then he appeared on the ring.

"Sun Xuanming!"

Zhuang Lun raised his head. Looking at Sun Xuanming's eyes, he burned the arms of war.

Although Zhuang Lun's current changes are because of Sun Xuanming, Zhuang Lun can't forget. In the Sun Jiawu Pavilion, Sun Xuanming's insult to him.

Since you let me start to know myself, then I will give you a death!

"Zhuang Lun!"

For Zhuang Lun Sun Xuanming's heart full of hatred, his eyes were full of sharp murder.

He never forgets that scene. Zhuanglun manipulated a long cone and killed his son in front of his eyes.

"Battle starts!"

As soon as Herbert's words fell, the two immediately rushed to the middle of the emerald.

"boom"

Pu Dao and long guns hit hard.

"Zhuang Lun, you have to die today. I want to use your blood to sacrifice my Honger."

"Since you miss your son so much, let me send you to meet him!"

The Pu Dao in Zhuang Lun's hand was sideways, and he cut off Sun Xuanming's fingers along the gun.

Sun Xuanming stepped back again and again. At the same time, the gun was shake and the gun was bent, so he pulled forward Zhuang Lun's forward.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"

The strength of the two is more than 500 tons. They can also play their own strength hundreds of percentage. Every time their weapons collide, the impact force generates the surrounding air directly.

If it wasn't for a layer of light hood, they blocked their battle residue, and those who were less than a secondary mutant around would not even have the qualifications to watch.

"Battle secret techniques are opened, all attribute increases three times!"

The true Yuan. The true Yuan. Suddenly, it started to move, as he was moving, and it continued to run in Zhuanglun's body. There was even a wave of tide, sounding around Zhuang Lun.

His power, speed and defense, under the blessing of Zhenyuan. All of them have been three times.

"boom"

Sun Xuanming was directly chopped by Zhuang Lun.

"Battle secret techniques are opened, all attribute increases three times!"

The true Yuan in Sun Xuanming also runs crazy, and his attributes have been three times increased.

The strength of the two has once again returned to a common situation.

But their battle Yu Bo is getting stronger and stronger. Now they have a force of 2,000 tons. The impact of weapons has even set off a strong wind.

This fierce battle made the mutant who watched the surrounding views excited.

"It's too strong, it is really too strong. Even if it is the battle of fighting, I am afraid that I can't bear it. The two of them are definitely fourth -level soldiers!"

"Looking at the power of their fighting, every time they attack, there are thousands of tons of power, and a building can collapse!"

"This is the strong. Those second -level mutants are like ants in front of them, and they can crush to death at hand!"

"boom"

After the impact again, the two separated each other.

"Zhuang Lun, even if you become a fourth -class warrior, you must die today!" Sun Xuanming looked at Zhuang Lun in a sloppy complexion, his face was revealed.

"I didn't intend to let you go down the ring alive today, let's die!"

The weapons of the two torn air and fought together again.

But this time, Zhuang Lun's attack and pace were full of a strange rhythm. He finally used his ten -day combat skills.

Zhuang Lun either chopped a knife, or withdrawing the step back, but no matter what he did, Sun Xuanming was all under his blade.

Sun Xuanming is like a flies living by a spider web. No matter how he struggle, he cannot escape from Zhuang Lun's attack.

"Rhythm, so strong rhythm! Sun Xuanming's combat skills are compared with Zhuang Lun, which is too far away!"

"That Sun Xuanming is like a puppet, completely in the control of Zhuang Lun, sometimes even like he hit Zhuanglun's blade!"

"How many swords are this? If it wasn't for Sun Xuanming's mobilization of vitality in a timely manner, I was afraid I would die early!"

Zhuang Lun had been cut around Sun Xuanming's neck four times in a row, but his attack power was not enough. He could not cut off Sun Xuanming's neck. He could only consume his vitality slowly.

"As a hurdle that wakes me up, your task has been completed, you, it's time to die!"

"Three knives!"

Zhuang Lun's right arm and Pu Dao suddenly lit a layer of hazy halo, and easily passed Sun Xuanming's neck.

This is a combat skills that Zhuanglun studied extended from the skill of combo.

This kind of combat skills are called "Thousands of Swords", which is divided into five layers in total.

In the first floor, three knives are cut, and three times are attacking three times, which can ensure that each attack power does not decrease.

In the second layer, ten knives cut, and instantly attack ten times, which can ensure that each attack power does not decrease.

In the third floor, a hundred knives cut, and instantly attack hundreds of times, which can ensure that each attack power does not decrease.

The fourth layer, thousands of knives, instantly attack thousands of times, can ensure that each attack power does not decrease.

In the fifth layer, thousands of knives are cut, and you can attack 10,000 times in an instant, which can ensure that each attack power does not decrease.

Of course, Zhuang Lun is only trained on the first floor. The four layers in the back are too large to the body, and Zhuang Lun has not yet been practiced.

When Zhuanglun's second level, he was able to use three knives to cut it, but every time he used it, he needed to rest for a while to recover.

Now, he can use three knives to cut in the battle. His current limit is five -knife cut, but after use, his arm is equivalent to waste.

"In the second game, Zhuang Lunsheng!"

The light flashed, and Zhuang Lun's consumption recovered instantly.

Herbert nodded at Zhuanglun and smiled. He could see that Zhuang Lun's strength was very strong, and it was likely to become the owner of the living base. Naturally, he was much better to Zhuang Lun's attitude.

"In the third game, Zhuang Lun Zhan Yin Linghan!"

A light flashed, a short -haired young man appeared on the ring, he waved it, and the four silver -white long cone appeared in the air, exuding a burst of cold.

Let the four long cone surround the world, Yin Linghan looked at Zhuang Lun with a dignified complexion.

Zhuang Lun's strength in the two games just made Yin Linghan feel great pressure, but the temptation of the city owner made him decide to fight.

"Battle starts!"

As soon as Herbert's words fell, Yin Linghan directly controlled the four long cones and went towards Zhuanglun.

At the same time, a large giant sword flew out of Yin Linghan's space ring. He stepped on directly and drove the big sword to the empty.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Lun shook his head. Even if he could resist Yin Linghan's attack, he could not defeat Yin Linghan alone by the warrior.