All-Attribute Martial Dao

what!

The warrior of the Afro League was a big black man, his face was slapped with a brick, and a wave of waves immediately appeared.

His mouth and nose were all crooked, and he immediately let out a scream.

The warriors all around heard this scream, suddenly aroused.

Based on the principle that one solution is one, Wang Teng ignored the others, and caught this Afro Alliance warrior frantically.

The bricks slammed down.

Just listen to the sound, and feel the pain in the brain.

The black man had a very hard head, and he didn't faint immediately, but he couldn't bear the pain.

He slashed with the battle axe in his hand to resist Wang Teng's attack, and shouted: "Why are you still stunned, waiting for him to break us one by one!"

The other warriors suddenly reacted and rushed towards Wang Teng again.

laugh!

A warrior attacked with claws, drew several sharp golden claw blades in the air, and hit Wang Teng's face.

Some warriors hacked across with swords, and some warriors armed with short swords attacked Wang Teng three ways...

"Huh!" Wang Teng snorted coldly, his shot speed was like electricity, and he greeted him with bricks.

He was not idle with his other hand, and blasted out with a punch, smashing the blade, and Yu Jin blasted the opponent more than ten meters away.

At the same time, a cold light flashed from him.

As soon as this cold light appeared, it was divided into several channels and directly rushed to the surrounding martial artists.

Meteor cone!

Clang clang clang!

The weapon split from the meteor cone collided with the blades of the surrounding warriors, making waves of metal trembling, and bursting out a burst of sparks.

This was not enough, Wang Teng's mental power was rolled again, and the flying knife hidden on the calf boots rose at the same time, turning into an afterimage in the air, fighting with the warrior rushing from behind.

Everyone looked shocked.

Is this the method of the spiritual master? One person alone is not weak against more than 20 people, it is almost the same as opening up.

In the neon country auditorium, Kannai Tongji's complexion changed slightly. She saw Wang Teng's throwing knife at this time, and she knew that Wang Teng had definitely kept her hands in the previous battle with her.

Otherwise, once the flying knife came out, she couldn't resist it at all.

At this moment, only the warrior of the Afro Alliance faced Wang Teng alone, with rows of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

In the sky, he couldn't help taking a step back.

Wang Teng grinned at him, showing a row of white teeth, and then disappeared in place.

The Afro Alliance warrior's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated.

Bang!

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his thinking became dull.

Boom boom boom!

Immediately afterwards, a few bricks shouted madly, and the Afro-African Union martial artist finally couldn't hold it back, his eyes rolled white, and he passed out.

With a bang, he smashed to the ground straight, flopped twice, and there was no more movement.

Wang Teng was too lazy to pay attention to this person, but the priest of the temple couldn't help but glance at him.

Several large bags appeared on the dark head at this moment, which was so eye-catching that the two of them could not look directly.

What a miserable blackhead!

The priest of the temple shook his head and looked into the sky. Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and saw another figure falling from the sky.

With a bang, this figure is the same as the previous Afro Alliance warrior, full of bags, and has long been in a coma.

"The second one!"

The priest of the temple muttered in his heart.

It seemed that the number of these warriors alone could not defeat Wang Teng. He suddenly wanted to see how long it would take Wang Teng to solve all the warriors?

In the sky, Wang Teng wandered among the warriors, hitting the bricks from time to time, never missed, and every time he hits, he will hit.

Wang Teng's ultimate goal is to squeeze the wool, so he has a sense of measure, so that he won't let the other party faint all at once.

As for how to master this measure, I can only say-practice makes perfect!

He doesn't have any skills to talk about this thing, and it will happen if he hits more.

Bang!

"The third one!" the priest of the temple muttered silently.

One figure after another fell from the sky, and the warriors from all over the world stared blankly.

Is this a game or a gopher? ?

Are these warriors come up to be funny?

Everyone was a little gloating. These people wanted to step on Xia Guowu, thinking that they would win with more people, but they didn't expect to be abused by Wang Teng and become pigs.

In the sky, there are still eight or nine warriors who are still resisting stubbornly. They know that if they don't do their best, they will definitely lose, so they burst out with the strongest means to attack Wang Teng.

A sword beam tens of meters long fell from the sky and slashed towards Wang Teng.

There are also sky-filled sword lights intertwined with each other, covering Wang Teng, and there are countless spear lights like cold stars, blocking Wang Teng's surroundings...

boom!

A violent roar resounded all around.

When Wang Teng saw this scene, his complexion was extremely calm, the force of his whole body poured into the brick in his hand, and then he smashed it out.

This brick is forged from a rare metal called Xuanzhong Yaojin, which can withstand the force of any kind of attribute.

And the more force injected, the heavier the weight!

Wang Teng injected several kinds of force into it at the same time, and the weight he could reach was extraordinary.

Fortunately, his power is extremely terrifying, otherwise the general warrior would not even be able to exert its due power.

Boom boom boom!

This stereotyped brick collided with the surrounding Force attack, forming a force shock wave spreading around.

Dao Mang, Jian Mang...All attacks are completely shattered and annihilated!

Shattered in one blow!

Let you do everything, I will break it by oneself!

Under the impact of this force, the martial artists all around were knocked upside down and flew out.

"How can it be?"

Their faces were shocked, and their hearts were unbelievable.

Wang Teng took advantage of the victory and pursued, bullying himself up.

Bang bang bang!

The silhouettes fell to the ground like dumplings under the pot.

"eighteen!"

"nineteen!"

"twenty!"

...

"twenty-three!"

"twenty four!"

The priest of the temple looked weird and mourned for these warriors in his heart.

Wang Teng left the warriors of the stick country till the end.

He looked at each other and walked forward step by step.

"Guru!"

The Bangzi national warrior rolled his throat and glanced at the brick in Wang Teng's hand, only feeling his scalp numb and his legs soft.

"I, I..." He wanted to admit defeat, but his mouth became a little trembling somehow.

Wang Teng stepped on his feet, and instantly came to the Bangzi Country Martial Artist, and a brick shouted down his face.

The Bangzi national warrior's face was pale, and then his eyes went black, and his face was severely painful.

It hurts!

Only those who have been beaten in the face know the pain, the stick country warrior's nose and tears flowed down, and the nose was still mixed with red blood.

It looks a bit miserable.

Wang Teng didn't keep his hands, and when he saw this, he screamed again and again, leaving this stick national warrior with a bruised nose and swollen face, completely unconscious.

"twenty five!"

Twenty-five!

The priest of the temple remained silent, until the last warrior was smashed down, he could not help letting out a sigh of relief.

Finally finished!

This competition was simply untechnical. From the beginning to the end, those warriors who fell into Wang Teng's hands were simply abusive, and the end was so miserable.

And everyone around was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time...

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