The world's best martial arts: the old principal of Mowu

Chapter 236 Changes in the Eighth Grade Situation

A dazzling golden light flickered in the cave.

The golden light dispersed, and the eighth grade fell.

"how is this possible!"

The moment Fang Ping beheaded this rank-eight powerhouse, some rank-[-] powerhouses looked extremely heavy.

incredible!

How could this be so?
The first fallen eighth-grade person appeared, and he was from the cave. This result was not too surprising.

However, what was unexpected was that the first person to kill the eighth-level warrior was not a strong eighth-level warrior, but a small seventh-level warrior.

The expressions of some of the eighth-grade peak warriors became very solemn.

Fang Ping's knife just now was too terrifying, even if they encountered it, they might not be able to resist it.

That sword was almost the same as a full-strength blow from a weak ninth-grade sword.

That sword strike just now... can he strike it again?

At this moment, the two eighth-level warriors who were controlled by Li Hansong and others were the most anxious.

I rushed over confidently, thinking that I could kill these people quickly, but in the end, I was killed by the strongest person just after the encounter.

"Tietou, continue to stop this guy and kill him before I help you!"

After saying that, a large amount of immortal matter emerged from Fang Ping's body, and the next moment, Li Hansong and others received gifts of immortal matter.

Several people recovered to their peak almost instantly.

The two Grade [-] Catacombs were already frightened beyond measure!
All these people have recovered!

Li Hansong, who had returned to his prime, saw this and shouted: "Haha, don't worry, I'll leave this guy to me!"

The whole person is like a human-shaped lock, tightly locking the eighth-level warrior in the cave in front of him.

On the other side, Fang Ping shouted loudly, and the golden object appeared again.

The golden object covered an eighth-level warrior.

Fang Ping didn't go in this time, he didn't have a trump card, and now he didn't have the strength to kill an eighth-grade and third-stage warrior alone.

"I'll release him, and everyone will use their strongest attacks!" Fang Ping said hurriedly.

Inside the golden object, the eighth-level warrior attacked with all his strength.

Although the golden object is filled with immortal matter, it has experienced so many battles and cracks are beginning to appear at this moment.

Everyone also understood, and began to accumulate strength and release the ultimate move.

When there is a real war, we will not give everyone this chance.

The huge arrow of energy and blood condensed on Wang Jinyang's God of War Bow. He did not release this arrow immediately, but continued to compress the power of energy and blood, making the arrow stronger.

There seemed to be a small world emerging above Yao Chengjun's Divine Split Spear. The whole world merged into the Divine Split Spear, and his aura became wafting. This spear was mysterious and powerful.

Qin Feng, Qin and Fang Ping also had immortal substances emerging from their bodies, instantly pouring into the magic weapons in their hands. The power of the magic weapons surged. The immortal substances originally used for healing were used by them to explode into their ultimate move, which was so powerful that it was terrifying!
Above the divine weapon, the roar of beasts could be heard at this moment.

With the roar, the aura of the two reached a peak!
At this moment, Fang Ping shouted: "It's begun!"

In the golden artifact, the eighth-grade guy is going crazy, why can't he break it?

At this moment, Fang Ping withdrew the manifestation.

As soon as it dispersed, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then the golden light burst out from his body and soared into the sky. He had only one thought, run!
"cut!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The people who had been prepared for a long time, all broke out the strongest blow at this moment!
The eighth-level warrior realized that he could no longer escape, so he began to resist with all his strength.

However, Wang Jinyang's blood arrow struck first.

"what is this?"

The eighth-level caveman roared loudly.

The moment the blood arrow struck, it was absorbing his blood and energy, causing turbulence in his body. His original full-strength defense could only reach [-]%.

"boom!"

The blood arrows fell on him, not only breaking his golden body's defense, but also corroding his golden body, making it more fragile.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing's sword lights fell at the same time.

The two of them hit the fragile Jin body with all their strength, and with one combined blow, the golden body exploded!

In the void, the invisible spiritual power wants to condense and take shape.

Yao Chengjun's spear pierced the spiritual power and directly knocked it into nothingness.

"what……"

A scream rang out in everyone's minds. In this battle, the second eighth-level warrior fell.

With the fall of the second eighth rank, everyone looked at these young people again...

These people are truly terrifyingly powerful.

Their performance on the seventh-grade battlefield was already dazzling enough, but they didn't expect that they could quickly kill two eighth-grade players when facing the eighth-grade ones.

And it seems that the third one can't escape either.

far away.

When he felt the aura of the two eighth-grade experts dissipate and Nan Yunyue's aura rising again, Furukawa's face turned gloomy.

Now he is completely sure that Nan Yunyue's changes are related to the situation of this war.

If so, then...

"Separate a few more venerables and kill them!"

When Furukawa's cold order came out, five cave warriors immediately got rid of their opponents and started to kill Fang Ping and the others.

Fang Ping and others are currently killing the last eighth-level warrior. The eighth-level warrior has been seriously injured by them. As long as they grind down slowly, they can kill the opponent.

Seeing five more eighth-level people approaching, Fang Ping laughed. He actually gave up attacking the eighth-level people in front of him and went straight to the five eighth-level ones alone.

At the same time, he shouted violently: "Get away from those seventh-grade trash, you are worthy of killing me Fang Ping!
Even these five eighth-grade trashes dare to come here and watch me kill you with one blow! "

Fang Ping cursed and rushed over.

"court death!"

Hearing his words, the cave warriors couldn't help themselves.

A seventh-level warrior could be so arrogant!

But Fang Ping continued to be arrogant and laughed: "A bunch of trash! Aren't they all waiting to kill me? I'm here, you kill me!"

Fang Ping's behavior of seeking death made Furukawa frown slightly. Thinking of Fang Ping's previous stab, Furukawa was a little worried.

"Separate ten venerables and kill him quickly."

Furukawa gave the order, and five more eighth-level cave warriors got rid of their opponents and charged towards Fang Ping.

When an eighth-grade old master saw his opponent going to kill Fang Ping, he immediately wanted to explode and stop this person for Fang Ping.

How can you let young people die in front of you!
Just when he was about to explode, a voice suddenly came to his ears. It was Chen Yaoting who had been promoted to the eighth level.

"Old Wang, let him go!"

"That kid is very naughty. He won't let himself fall into danger easily. He should be sure of it."

Chen Yaoting knew Fang Ping too well. How could this kid want to die so easily? He must have some trump cards.

However, thinking of this, Chen Yaoting's complexion became complicated again. Doesn't this mean that Fang Ping is now capable of dealing with ten eighth-grades at the same time.

This young man is progressing too fast.

Without the obstruction of the eighth-grade Hua, Furukawa finally sent five more eighth-grade warriors. This time, he sent ten eighth-grade warriors at once to kill Fang Ping.

Including the three in front, Fang Ping and the others lured away thirteen eighth-grade people in one go.

Without these 13 people on the eighth-grade battlefield, the situation on the eighth-grade battlefield began to tilt toward the Chinese side.

However, for an eighth-rank powerhouse, even if they are at a disadvantage for a while, they won't die so easily unless there is an accident.

As long as these venerables kill the arrogant seventh-level warrior and return again, everything will return to the way it was before.

When ten eighth-level warriors came towards him, Fang Ping suddenly stopped and began to fly towards the other side. As he escaped, he laughed and said, "Just you ten losers?" "Not enough, come again!"

Fang Ping continued to shout, but this time Furukawa did not add more people.

13 people is already the limit that can be drawn out on the eighth-grade battlefield.

Can't go out anymore.

And if these ten sages can't kill that guy, adding one or two more will have little effect.

Seeing that Furukawa no longer sent people, Fang Ping felt a little regretful and didn't take the bait anymore!
However, Fang Ping soon regained his composure.

If you don't come to me, then I will come to you.

Fang Ping, who was "escaping", suddenly changed direction and ran towards the eighth-level battlefield.

"A bunch of trash, dare not come to me, then I will kill you."

Fang Ping's speed suddenly increased. If he looked carefully, he could see that a pair of shoes under his feet were also seventh-grade divine weapons.

Three divine weapons per person, even now that the human race has many more divine weapons in reserve, this is still quite an explosive existence.

Simply inhumane.

"Damn!"

Seeing Fang Ping take the initiative to go towards the eighth-rank battlefield, the eighth-rank warriors in the catacombs were very angry. This seventh-rank warrior was too arrogant, and he dared to take the initiative to come over.

Only Furukawa frowned slightly. Is this guy really a fool?

I always feel like something is wrong!
Just when Furukawa realized something was wrong, Fang Ping was already approaching the ninth-level battlefield.

"It's almost there!"

Fang Ping murmured.

Even with the blessing of some seventh-grade divine weapons, he was about to be chased by ten eighth-grade soldiers behind him.

Several eighth-level experts in the rear blasted him from the air.

The vibration of energy cracked the golden body on Fang Ping's back.

However, Fang Ping also arrived at the eighth-level battlefield.

The eighth-grade battlefield is also divided into small war zones, and this small war zone pits three eighth-grade Chinese warriors against five eighth-grade cave warriors.

As soon as Fang Ping arrived, an eighth-rank martial artist punched him.

"Senior, help me stop him for a moment!"

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Grade of the Hua Kingdom instantly burst out with strength and helped Fang Ping withstand the attack.

At this moment, the ten eighth-level warriors behind him all arrived.

"Your death is here!"

An eighth-level warrior behind him said viciously.

There are fifteen venerables, but the opponent only has three venerables. Even if they all have magic weapons, so what?
The three Chinese warriors also frowned. They might still be able to
"When will I die?"

Fang Ping suddenly turned around, then laughed wildly: "I told you, I'm here to kill you, it should be your death day!"

There was silence in the field, and more than a dozen eighth-level warriors even thought that this guy had water in his head, and he was so arrogant that he was a little carried away.

But Furukawa's expression suddenly changed!
How can it be?

At this moment, the crystal book on Fang Ping broke instantly.

hum!
There was a sound of trembling in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a shadow appeared.

Xu Ying looked at the fifteen crypt warriors in front of him, and punched them out!
Some of the 15 people reacted, roared in fear, and ran away frantically in all directions without saying a word.

These people were all terrified.

"True king avatar!"

"No!"

These people screamed in horror, Fang Ping swallowed, so strong!
This is the differentiated body of spiritual power!

Jue Dian, how strong is it?

Generally, it is not so easy to kill an eighth-grade person at the ninth level.

And this split body, punched out with a giant fist, cracks appeared in the void, and the fifteen eighth-level people were unable to escape.

There was a loud bang, and a black hole appeared in the void.

Fifteen eighth-grade people were all blasted into the black hole by this punch.

The results waiting for them are already very obvious.

Fifteen eighth-level people were killed, and Furukawa looked even uglier.

This guy actually has the avatar of King Wu!
What's even more unbelievable is that this guy actually used his differentiated body to kill some venerables.

If the eighth-grade weaklings are used to reduce King Wu's combat effectiveness, the cave kings may be able to pull out all the eighth-grade venerables.

"Kill him! Kill him at all costs!"

Furukawa's face was gloomy. He was just a seventh-level warrior, but he had ruined so many good things for him.

After Furukawa's order was issued this time, these eighth-level warriors obviously hesitated.

The fate of the fifteen eighth-level warriors is still vivid in their minds. Too many accidents have happened to this seventh-level warrior, and none of them want to be the next one.

Moreover, after fifteen eighth-level players were killed, the balance of the eighth-level battlefield was completely broken.

The eighth-grade Hua Kingdom has gradually begun to gain the upper hand, and it is no longer possible to recruit eighth-grade venerables like before.

Moreover, at this time, another accident happened.

In the eighth-level battlefield, Zhou Zhengyang faced one against three and did not lose at all.

After Fang Ping solved the problem, he seemed to have received some signal.

"kill!"

Zhou Zhengyang shouted loudly, and the dazzling golden light in the void shocked everyone.

"you……"

Before the eighth-level man in front of him could finish his words, Zhou Zhengyang struck out with a stick, and the void exploded. The eighth-level man in front of him felt a fatal threat.

The two eighth-level monsters fighting with him also roared and quickly supported him.

At this time, two crystal halos on Zhou Zhengyang's body instantly shot out of the air and rushed towards the two eighth-level monsters.

"Hooho..."

"Hooho..."

Two urgent roars sounded. Although the two eighth-level monsters did not know what the crystal rings were, at this moment, they really felt an extremely huge threat and screamed urgently.

At this time, Zhou Zhengyang's long stick had already fallen, and his momentum was astonishing.

The Eighth Grade Catacomb in front of him originally had some confidence. She joined forces with the two monsters. Even if the other party hid their strength and had strong explosive power, he was not afraid.

But at this moment, the two eighth-level monsters actually had the urge to run away.

And the opponent's long stick has fallen!

"die!"

Zhou Zhengyang shouted again, and his long stick became three points stronger.

"boom!"

With a roar and a blow of his stick, Zhou Zhengyang exploded the golden body of an eighth-level warrior.

This made Furukawa look askance.

The seven-forged golden body, the venerable seven-forged golden body actually appeared in the country of Hua.

You must know that the venerable seven-forged golden body represents the invincible foundation.

Even he didn't have a golden body that was forged to the ninth rank after seven forgings, but this person actually forged a seven-forged golden body.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened instantly, what did he see!
Apart from Zhou Zhengyang in the eighth-rank camp of Huaguo, there were nine more people who had forged seven-forged golden bodies.

The strength of these ten people was hidden in front of them. At this moment, they suddenly burst out and killed ten venerables. I don't know what method they used. More than a dozen eighth-level monsters seemed to be crazy.

After a series of changes, the situation on the eighth-grade battlefield suddenly changed.

The underground side is equivalent to losing more than 40 eighth-level players, while the top ten combat power of the Chinese side has been improved again.

Under the ebb and flow, the situation of the eighth-rank battlefield has basically been settled.

(End of this chapter)