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No one would have expected such an ending, they thought they would lose the battle, but they did not expect the other side to be so easy, they were so miserable.

Even when the black alien said that he did not even enter the alien young generation of one hundred, but also triggered a big earthquake on the side of the human race.

"How is that possible? He's not in the top 100?" Some geniuses couldn't believe it, a foreign genius who didn't make it into the top 100 easily killed their genius ranked sixty-one, this was too shocking.

However, this seems to be the case, there are ten thousand sword sect disciples tearfully ran to Xiao Xuan to collect the body.

Ye Xuan live, those players are also amazed, did not expect the black alien so strong.

"Boy, how come I didn't think they were so good when I usually killed the foreigners? "There are pop-ups floating by, saying what everyone is thinking.

Usually they also encounter foreigners from time to time, even powerful players also killed the foreign tribe, never felt such a strong oppressive force.

"Don't be proud, don't be impatient, don't be a frog in a well!

At that moment, Ye Xuan's pop-up screen showed up in the middle of the live stream.

This colorful pop-up screen is particularly conspicuous, and immediately ushered in a bunch of agreeable replies.

From a long time ago, Ye Xuan is constantly instilling these ideas to these players, whether they listen to it or not, he hopes that these players are not arrogant, complacent, after all, the path of cultivation, the long road, I do not know how many years, so how many people lost in it, can not stand loneliness, can not keep the heart, lost in it, and finally just fall into the bottom.

At this moment, in the field, the black alien looked at the human side very arrogantly and asked loudly, "Come on, a more powerful one."

The human side, facing provocation, naturally will not be afraid, but they are hesitant, because the other side said his ranking is not in the top 100.

This means that some talented people, such as the Purple Moon Immortal-Kun, the White Sword God, they will not move, not because of fear of defeat, but to preserve their strength to fight the top-ranked geniuses of the foreigners.

This is originally a turn-based game, but there is no more than the next one to say, can only continue to use people to pile up, and constantly improve the level of combat, a ranking of the top ten words, it is easy to be consumed by the wheel of battle, and the human side of those geniuses are scornful, scornful behind the appearance of the alien race.

But the other side a hundred outside the genius can face their sixty-first genius, this is really not good to arrange people to fight.

Bad arrangement is not good arrangement, there is always someone to stand out, a ranking of the top thirty young geniuses want to make a move, but white chop suddenly looked at him, indicating that he did not act rashly.

Obviously, the first thirty can not now fight, win okay, if not win, not only to the human side of the genius is a major blow, and even after facing the alien race, they not only lost the initiative, more do not know who should go to war.

"I'll do it." The first thirty are not allowed to fight, so let the one who is thirty away go.

The man who spoke was a man with a waxy face, the man's face is not a young man's face, full of vicissitudes, like a middle-aged man, but he is indeed a young genius, just showing old.

He slowly walked out, standing in the air, the body of white clothes with the wind, the right hand holding a blood-red knife, and that some thin body is not very well matched.

"Blood Sword Wuji, Changsun Wuji?" Someone saw the man's identity.

Chang Sun Wuji, ranked fifty, was in the last selection meeting, swallowed the mountains, with invincible power, defeated several people in a row, and did not rest, that a blood knife, even the genius ranked before him are somewhat afraid, that is a real werewolf.

"Brother Wuji, please give revenge to Brother Manxuan! "Ten Thousand Sword Sect, a disciple said with a crying voice.

Chang Sun Wuji came from the Spiritual Element Sect, the sect's disciples and the Ten Thousand Swords School have always been good friends, Chang Sun Wuji and Xiao Xuan is a good friend, often sparring martial arts.

Chang Sun Wuji took a look at the corpse of Man Xuan over there, he is aloof, but Xiao Xuan is very enthusiastic, and often find him to drink and chat, the two are considered to be the best friends, this battle, but also for the sake of friends.

"I will take revenge for you. Chang Sun," Wuji's voice was hoarse as he withdrew his eyes and looked across at the black alien.

He took a step forward, this step, suddenly set off a blood gas behind him, the rich blood gas with a terrifying aura, heart palpitations.

The black alien looked at each other, a trace of scruples in the eyes, the right hand did not know when to take out a huge axe.

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"You shouldn't have killed him!" Chang Sun Wuji looked at the black alien, and said word by word.

"Humph, the weak don't deserve life! " taunted the black alien.

"Then you go to hell, too."

Chang Sun Wuji bellowed, the blood knife in his hand suddenly rose several times, behind the blood gas suddenly turned into a blood dragon to the black foreigners, the sound is amazing.

His name is Blood Blade, the blade is stained with blood, I do not know how many foreign souls died in it, he is a real genius who has fought in the battlefield.

A blood-red sword fell from the void, as if there are countless ghosts wailing, behind the blood dragon rushed to the sky, breaking through the air, with the invincible momentum, sweeping the whole field.

"So strong! "Great Qin City, Bai Qi looked at the live broadcast of that slash, could not help but send out an emotion, he was called the god of killing, but against that human genius killing intent, completely small witch to see a big witch.

In the field, the black alien from that knife also felt the incomparable pressure, heart a ruthless, the body grew again, the hand of the giant axe blast cut out.

In an instant, the two exploded into an amazing battle, the heaven and earth shook, the void trembled, there were blood dragons tossing in it, and there were fierce tigers roaring in it, saber light flashed, axe shadow followed, spiritual energy condensed into rain, falling in the air.

A knife after a knife, an axe followed by an axe, two people in just a few minutes, it has been exchanged for an unknown number of times, the battle becomes more and more intense, the foreign side, the army issued a deafening cheering sound, and the human side, a nervous mood, can not help but in the heart of the cry to win.

To win, you must win!

This is the voice of the younger generation of the human race, they have already lost a game, another loss, too big blow to confidence.

Perhaps sensed their minds, the original anxious battle, Chang Sun Wuji suddenly thin body burst out dazzling divine awning, divine awning, his hand blood knife suddenly blood receded, a black breath gradually emerged.

The black alien's face is hideous, the huge axe in his hand again cut out, he saw the black gas is terrifying, want to break the other side of the attack before this.

However, when the black gas emerged, Chang Sun Wuji's entire aura has changed, his hand blood knife fell, hard cut off the black alien's giant axe. Thousand.

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