Explosive table-level attributes at the beginning

Chapter 79

PS: The names of the disciples of the Holy Land are all names selected by the Dragon Tower. Readers who want to be a dragon, you can go to the Dragon Tower to leave your name.

"Hey, let me deal with that guy with a dog-like nose."

On the void battlefield, Wang Gong pointed at Thunder Wolf with a huge mountain-breaking ax in his hand, and said with full fighting spirit.

He was bitten by a vicious dog and beast when he was a child, so he especially hates things related to dogs and wolves.

The ferocious look on his face was completely inconsistent with his immature youthful face.

In fact, this is their first life-and-death battle.After all, he was still too young to have any actual combat experience.

However, because it was the first time, there was no fear in my heart.

The disciples of the Holy Gate are not afraid of fighting.

Su Lingtian's warlike genes back then have already been engraved in the bones of the entire Holy Sect.

"Haha, everyone, stop arguing with me. I will deal with the strongest person."

Zhao Bowen chuckled, and swung the gilt sledgehammer in his hand, with a momentum as heavy as a mountain, and smashed it at the black-clothed leader.

It doesn't matter whether other people agree with him or not.

Seeing this, the expressions of the rest of the holy sect disciples changed one after another. They didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and quickly chose their opponents, turned into a stream of light and killed them.

"I'll cut it in, you're all done with the selection, what should the two of us do?"

Two Sahabi disciples were dumbfounded, and all eight men in black were selected.

They hated in their hearts, why couldn't the men in black come a little more.

If the men in black knew what they were thinking, would they be blown up?

As a disciple of the Holy Gate of the Holy Land of the universe, he is full of arrogance, so he naturally disdains to go forward to fight more and less.

The slow-handed two had no choice but to stay where they were and watch the battle, with grievances on their faces.

Although they looked down on the cultivators of the Divine Land, all the disciples of the Holy Land wanted to go up and teach these men in black a lesson.

This is in front of the Holy Lord, so they naturally have to perform well.

Maybe it also has something to do with their future.

A word from the Holy Lord can determine the fate of their lives.

Su Lingtian himself had no intention of making a move. He sat on the branch of a towering ancient tree, with his hands folded, watching the battle with a smile on his face.

Let these little fellows perform well.

Let the natives of the mainland of China experience the horror of the disciples.

The Holy Gate trains disciples, and more emphasis is on a solid foundation.

Not blindly demanding, disciples crazily break through the realm of cultivation.

Those who blindly pursue breakthroughs are almost all ordinary at the same level, and their combat power is not strong.At the same time, if you want to break through to a higher level in the future, you will encounter great difficulties.

What the Holy Gate needs is to cultivate the top powerhouses in the universe, not a group of gods with ordinary combat power.

Only with an extremely solid foundation, it will be relatively easier to advance to a higher level in the future, and the combat effectiveness at the same level will be stronger.

Moreover, when the Holy Gate recruits disciples, cultivation talent is only one of the criteria.

Comprehension, the ability to comprehend the laws of the Dao, is also a very important criterion.

These ten outer disciples of the Holy Sect, although their cultivation bases are not high, all of them have cultivated an emperor-grade combat skill to the level of Dacheng.

At the same time, comprehend that there is a trace of the power of the Dao law.

The law of the Great Dao is a power that you only begin to comprehend after entering the divine realm.But the disciples of the holy gate demanded to comprehend the power of the law from the beginning.

Moreover, the promotion of the disciple's level and the level of comprehension of the law accounted for the most important points.It is also the most important factor in the assessment.

"This group of stinky boys are so angry, I will let you pay a bloody lesson today."

The people in black were also furious. How could they have been selected like this before? It was a great shame.

"kill!"

The death scythe in his hand erupted with more intense energy fluctuations.

"Hey, it's just in time, give me an axe!"

Wang Gong laughed loudly, and slashed at the leader of the man in black with a big ax weighing several thousand catties in his hand.

"Pfft!"

The shadow of the ax flying all over the sky, with unrivaled power, passed over Thunder Wolf's head.

In an instant, his head was split off, his skull exploded, and his brains flew.

Before everyone had time to react, Thunder Wolf, who was at the eighth level of Martial Exalted Realm, died tragically.

"It's really boring, even I can't catch an axe."

Wang Gong cursed with dissatisfaction on his face, but he had no choice but to take back the big axe.

He originally thought that the opponent would at least be able to take the next move with an ax of seven or eight levels of his own strength, but he would have thought, Nima, she is so weak that she doesn't even have the power to resist.

It can't be blamed that Wang Gong overestimated Thunder Wolf.

It is really an aborigine of the mainland of China, and it is simply incomparable with a cosmic holy place like the holy world.

In Wang Gong's subconscious mind, he still had the consciousness of a practitioner from the Battle Saint Realm.

Even, Thunder Wolf has been placed on a lower level of estimation, but he still can't resist his move.

What's more, Wang Gong's cultivation path is to kill with one blow, and what he pays attention to is the power of one move, which can destroy the world.

It is normal to have such power.

Perhaps, he was awakened by Wang Gong's move.

The other seven Holy Land disciples seemed to be confident about the use of power.

Deliberately withdrew most of the power, for fear of accidentally killing this group of natives.

Wang Gong could only watch the battle enviously.

This is not only a rare life-and-death practical training, but also a performance in the face of the Holy Master.

It was solved in one go, and I haven't had time to enjoy the excitement of fighting.

Just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, after swallowing it in one gulp, he can only watch Monkey King and Sha Wujing chewing slowly.

Feeling uncomfortable in my heart, I kept cursing the uselessness of the man in black.

Boom boom boom! ! !
The war has lasted for three hundred rounds, and the entire Dragon Valley has been completely destroyed by the aftermath of the war, leaving it in a mess.

The combat experience of the disciples of the Holy Land is also growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it, how come this group of martial arts-level kids who have almost no combat experience are so powerful that they fight us inextricably."

The people in black cursed with ugly faces.

"Hmph, you group of natives, do you really think you have the ability to fight inextricably with the disciples of our Holy Gate?"

"We just used you as a whetstone to practice actual combat capabilities."

"Now your use value is gone, you can die."

However, the Holy Land disciples responded to the man in black with extremely shocking words.

The faces of the angry black-clothed people turned livid, these boys are really too arrogant.

The most irritating thing is that they have no way to stop the arrogance of these teenagers.

"Humble native, let me show you what real power is."

Guo Wenyi looked around at the man in black with cold eyes.

Swish!
In his right hand appeared out of thin air a sharp throwing knife of more than three inches.

The blade is very strange, with a faint dark red light.

"call out!"

The dark red sword light drew a strange arc, and flew towards the man in black like lightning.

Sensing the danger, the man in black's face changed drastically, and he frantically tried to avoid it.

However, the flying knife turned around and chased him as if it had installed a tracker.

puff!

Amidst the horror in the eyes of the man in black, the flying knife pierced his heart.

"Guo Wenyi, I, Cao Tong, will not be weaker than you!"

The cruel Cao Tong swung his spear, and the shadows of the spear immediately filled the sky.

Suddenly, the void around him seemed to be completely still.

Everything stops at this moment.

The man in black in front of him found that no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move.

He could only watch with despair on his face, as the shadows of spears pierced through his body like a torrent.

"impossible!"

When the remaining five men in black saw this, their eyes widened in shock.

This is the ninth level of Martial Venerable Realm!

So vulnerable, they were treated like chickens and ducks, slaughtered at will!
They didn't know... Guo Wenyi and Cao Tong both used the power of law.

Even if their comprehension of laws is not even considered as an entry level, it is still a power far higher than the power of combat skills!

How difficult is it to instantly kill the man in black at the ninth level of Martial Sovereignty?Even if the practitioners of the Tianwu Realm in the Divine Land are not careful, they will fall into their hands.

"Flee, don't hesitate!"

The leader of the man in black immediately sent a voice transmission to the remaining four.

He was extremely aggrieved in his heart, chasing and killing a target, unexpectedly drew out a group of perverts.

It doesn't let them live at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, the five men in black exerted their speed to the extreme, quickly turned into a streak of light, and desperately fled in five directions.

"Let you run away, we Sahabi disciples, don't we lose face?"

The Holy Land disciples snorted coldly with disdain.

They were faster and more terrifying, even twice as fast as the men in black.

"Puff, puff!!!"

In unwillingness and despair, one by one became the dead souls of the Sahabi disciples.

"Zhao Bowen, save the life of the leader in black. I have something to ask him."

Su Lingtian said with a gloomy face.

Luo Xue's whereabouts, he had to rely on him to know.

No matter who took his sister away, he must rescue her.

"Old turtle, run there!"

Zhao Wenbo was hundreds of meters away, and slammed the double hammers in his hands, stirring up terrifying power fluctuations.

The leader of the man in black, who was hundreds of meters away, spit out a mouthful of blood.

The horror on his face, the power of this hammer, how powerful the earth is, can it be so terrifying.

"Holy Master, this old turtle was caught by you."

After Zhao Wenbo abolished the cultivation of the leader of the man in black with a hammer, he threw him in front of Su Lingtian like a dead dog.

"Quickly tell me, you belong to that power, why did you chase me down? Why did you take my sister away? Where was my sister taken by you?"

Su Lingtian asked three times in a cold voice.

"Humph!"

The leader of the man in black snorted coldly, but remained silent.

They are all dead soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, so it is naturally impossible to betray the organization.

"It's quite a backbone, but the master has a way to tell you."

A sinister smile rose from the corner of Su Lingtian's mouth.

There is no need for him to use torture. There are so many secret techniques about soul searching in the holy world.

He immediately asked Zhuge Liang to pass a copy to him.

Relying on the supernatural talent, he mastered a secret technique of "Soul Confinement" in an instant.

After about a stick of incense, Su Lingtian got the answer he wanted from the leader of the man in black.

(End of this chapter)