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() "Hmph!" Sid snorted coldly, and his right sword swept out in the air like lightning.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—"

Several golden slashes of Dou Qi slashed, like a powerful crossbow piercing through the clouds, and immediately rushed to the side, sweeping away the afterimage left by Hongliongyi.

"In the eyes of third-level strong men who can make spiritual consciousness available, although Honglibing, you are fast, but useless. You can't escape my spiritual consciousness capture!" West Germany looked proud,

It seems like winning is a sure win.

"I'm very curious, why did you just hit the afterimage left by me and show such an expression of victory?" Hong Liebing, who was running quickly, chuckled and said with a slight sarcasm:

"What about...this?"

The moment he finished speaking, Hong Liebing's heart moved, and his aura was instantly blocked and isolated by the seventh-level god-level spiritual consciousness, just like embracing the original body, and like a Buddhist unobstructed golden body, without any breath flowing out.

"What!" Xide was shocked suddenly. In the range of his spiritual consciousness, the breath of Hongliongbing suddenly disappeared without a trace.

No matter how he improves his spiritual consciousness and how he scans wildly, he can no longer detect a trace of breath.

He completely lost the trace of Hongliobing!

"How...how could this happen?" West Germany's eyes widened, and his whole body felt like he fell into an ice cellar, and his mood was completely disrupted by the sudden situation.

However, at this moment, a strong sense of danger, accompanied by the sound of the strong wind breaking through the air, suddenly came from behind.

West Germany instinctively realized that it was not good. At the critical moment, he suddenly turned around and returned to defense, holding a sword in both hands, crossing his chest, and bursting out the most powerful force.

"clang--"

With a loud bang, the third-level fighting spirit of the golden se and the Rising Sky Jue Sword that condenses the power of space collided heavily, bursting out with dazzling light.

The powerful shock wave caused by the collision of two powerful forces in the thousands of troops spreads rapidly with the junction of the two battle swords as the center.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang-"

The stone slabs laid on the ground around them burst into pieces. The sandstorm scattered everywhere, and the ground sounded, and countless black cracks like spider webs appeared.

"Um..." Sid groaned, his body stepped back, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth and sprinkled into the air. It was like red plums, shrill and bright red.

He stared out his eyes, as if he could not believe the facts in front of him no matter what.

"Swish--"

Hong Liebing succeeded in one move, without stopping, and the God-Shattering Star Step transformed under his feet again.

A flash, his ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind West Germany.

As his wrist flipped, the huge Sky Sword slashed out strongly, tearing the atmosphere apart, sweeping across the thousands of troops, and taking the neck of West Germany.

The sword of the Sky Sword is domineering and fierce, and has the power to sweep across thousands of troops.

In the face of its power, West Germany's protective golden fighting spirit was like a piece of tissue paper and was easily torn apart.

The sudden slash of the Sky Sword was only three inches away from West Germany's neck!

An unprecedented strong aura of death instantly surged into West Germany's heart, and a strong sense of fear appeared in his eyes.

For the first time he discovered that death could be so close to him.

"West Germany!"

"Dangerous! West Germany!"

"stop!"

Seeing that West Germany was about to die, a student from Austin Academy was shocked and exclaimed.

Some people even want to go on stage to stop the battle regardless of the rules of the game.

The high-risk, meaningless, meaningless, and unrewarded things, Hong Liebing never bothered to do.

He is not a murderer. Although he is indeed a little abnormal, he always wants to kill a thousand or eight hundred people, and then stands on the pile of corpses and shouts, "Divine blocks the gods, demons blocks the demons, if the heavens stop me, I will kill the sky," it is obviously not his style.

Just as the huge Rising Sky Jue Sword was about to cut to West Germany's neck, Hong Liebing's arm suddenly shook, and the sword's momentum suddenly stopped, and it was really at the level of light lifting.

At this moment, West Germany had completely changed her face, her face full of fear, and she no longer had the arrogance she had before.

"The winner is decided! Brother West Germany, I promised." Hong Liebing's eyes flashed, he took three steps back, and took the Rising Sky Jue Sword from West Germany's neck. His face was tepid and his breath was breathless. Stable and long.

It was like the previous action, but it didn't bring him any burden.

"Young Master Hong is really amazing!" West De said with a fist and a bow, paused, a hint of blush appeared on his face, and he said embarrassedly: "I wonder... Young Master Hong, can you let me lose and tell me how to break free? My spiritual sense captures it?"

After the competition, it is a very rude behavior to ask the other party about the martial arts skills they practiced.

But Hong Liebing didn't care about this at all.

But if he doesn't care, he won't tell the truth, telling West Germany that he has the secret of the seventh-level god-level consciousness.

So, Hong Liebing smiled and said nothing, but looked at West Germany with a playful look. He looked at him blushed like a monkey's butt.

"Sorry, I took the liberty." After saying this, West Germany blushed and ran off the stage like a panic.

This surprised Hong Liebing a little.

"I can't tell that this guy who looks like a monster is so thin-skinned. I blushed after taking a look at him casually. Well... I guess if the squad leader was changed, my brother and the others would be thicker than the city wall. I'm afraid I won't even raise my eyebrows." Hong Liebing reached out and touched his nose, muttering to himself.

"The Hong family's children are really amazing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another dazzling golden light rushed to the competition stage.

The three golden third-level powerful men in Austin Academy have made their debut again!

Zuxian attaches great importance to Hongliobing!

"I have seen Mr. Hong in Xia Honglu." Honglu clasped his fists with his hands and nodded to Hong Liebing.

"Good meeting." Hong Liebing nodded and said in a favor.

This third-level golden fighter named Honglu is completely different from West Germany, who looked like a monster before.

He looks about twenty years old, with a handsome face, a slender figure and extraordinary handsomeness.

A head of blonde hair scattered down like a waterfall until it reaches the waist. Occasionally, a few strands of it were blown by the breeze, making it look even more elegant.

A white gold-hot robe and long gold-line boots set off his gentle temperament to the extreme.

Just looking at the appearance, Honglu looks like a scholar than a warrior.

"Oh! The third-level gold fighter is not bad. He can reach this level in his twenties. It is probably not a big problem to become a fourth-level dark gold fighter in the future. But if you want to deal with me, just relying on this little strength, it is still better to be a good idea. Not enough to see." Hong Liebing said in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly. The expression on his face was as calm as before, with the overall situation in his grasp, without any breath of fireworks.

Although Honglu still had a bright sunny smile on his face, he would definitely not be in a good mood when he saw his partner defeating Yu Honglibing, a mere second-level silver fighter.

After greeting the people who were doing business, Honglu reached out and signaled Hongliobing to attack first. The third-level spiritual consciousness spread to the extreme, and the Zhan Jian also secretly clamped it tightly.

It seems that he is ready to do his best to solve Hongliobing quickly so as to cleanse his shame for his partners.

"Hehe..." Hong Liebing sneered twice, and a sarcastic look flashed in her eyes.

This guy Honglu is simply a guy who wants to save face and refuses to get a slut.

He knew that Hong Liebing had combat power far exceeding that of an ordinary third-level golden fighter, but he still refused to attack first, for fear of leaving an excuse to bully the small one by one.

It really made Hong Liebing not know what they are good about.

However, since others are so polite and stand still and signal to attack, Hong Liebing is more respectful than obedient and attack first.

Anyway, he has always been very thick-skinned, and he is definitely not worse than the squad leader and the others. He will definitely not be uneasy because of such a big deal.

By the way... what does it feel like to be uneasy in conscience?

Well, Hong Liebing never seemed to know.

"Swish--"

Hongliobing's foot fell a little and suddenly rose up, turned into a stream of light, holding the Rising Sky Sword and attacked strongly.

With the ultimate body movement of the fallen god-breaking star step, his forward trajectory changed with a breath, without a trace, instantly traveling through numerous spaces, and suddenly appeared seven feet in front of Honglu with a ghostly and erratic figure.

Where.

The heroic posture at that moment was like holding a blade of the sky and punishing the world of the white gods, which made people feel panic.

"Swish--"

In Honglu's shocked and panicked eyes, Hongliongbing raised his sword and fell with his huge Rising Sky Jue Sword, carrying unparalleled power, suddenly slashed down with a rainbow of momentum.

It is like the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, unstoppable!

"How could I lose like this!" At the critical moment, Honglu was completely cruel and swung his right hand with the sword.

The dazzling third-level gold fighting spirit is like golden fire, rising and burning violently, sweeping the land within a radius of ten feet.

"boom--"

Amid the deafening explosion, the Rising Sky Jue Sword and the Honglu Battle Sword collided violently.

The energy exploded, and the power fluctuations spread out dozens of feet away before they dissipated.

The ground burst inched into pieces, almost turning into powder, and the degree of damage was better than when he fought with West Germany just now.

"Um..." Honglu groaned, his mouth was filled with blood.

The powerful force of the Rising Sky Jue Sword that was slashed down was so shocked that it took three steps back and took three inches of footprints.

Hong Liebing stood in place, although he had not retreated, but his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He noticed this and frowned immediately.

"Even if you can retreat from the grand road in front of the three-level Great-Star Sword with the power of the Rising Sky Sword, the recoil force is a big problem. After all, it is not the kingly way to use external power."

Hong Liebing reached out and rubbed his right wrist, which was a little painful, and sighed helplessly.

"Oh... What a pity. Now my God of War Immortal Body's technique has not reached the level of a third level, and my body has not been tempered yet, so I cannot use the power solution trick. Otherwise, my Sky-Splitting Sword Technique will cooperate with the God of War Immortal.

The body can instantly kill him with one move! But forget it, he is just a gold-level fighter at the third level. Even with my current state, it is easy to deal with him. However, in front of everyone, some tricks are overwhelming.

It's not very useful either, alas... it's really troublesome." (To be continued.)