Yunlong rushed towards Yanman, Qi and electric current filled his whole body. His fingers were lightning, Qi and thunder clouds were thunderous, and Yanman's two swords were stalking like the wind, but he was still captured and killed by the equipment gap.

Yun Long frowned slightly. Don’t he use his heroic skills? Turning to look at Lin Le, it’s the same. It’s better to do this than expose him.

After defeating several pairs in a row, he won the Chinese doubles championship and entered the international arena.

In the first round, the opponents are still Southeast Asia, but the opponents are Masami in the island country and Yuanzhaiichi in the Bangzi area, the wind magician and the hidden profession of the Demon Fighter.

"Brother Long, which one will I cut down?" Lin Le carried a huge blood blade.

"Yamei."

"Okay."

The wall of Yamei's fan was built with a wave of the wind, blocking Lin Le's charge and jumping, so that its landing point did not reach the expected point. A large number of sickle-weeds were swung out, and Lin Le directly crushed it and went away again towards Yamei, flashing in an instant! The sword light passed by, Yamei turned into style and dust.

"Hmph, reckless China..." Yami was preparing her ultimate move in the distance. Before she finished speaking, she saw something piercing her chest. She looked up at the steel wire holding Lin Le's star plate guard. With a force, Lin Le pulled Yami back from dozens of meters away and dismantled it with arms! Thirteen consecutive cuts! It was cut into meat sauce.

"Brother Zhong, did you just see it? The moment Yamei Fengchen escaped, Madman Le threw out the hook blade as if she knew where she would be. When the landing point was pierced by the hook blade." Brother Zhao played back the scene just now.

"When you meet him, you have to be careful of his terrifying and weird intuition. You think it's unexpected, maybe he's more unexpected than you. You are plotting against him and thinking that he is confident, but he is caught off guard. No one can say that he is very sure of Emperor Shanggen, you can't guess what he has." Brother Zhong looked at Lin Le putting away his wire hook blade and yawning, and looking at the fight between Yun Long and Yuan Zhaiyi, he suddenly felt bored. "Brother Long, do you want me to help you!!"

"No! It's just a guy." Yun Long grabbed his neck, and the thunder qi exploded, ending the first game.

The opponents in the second game were the great sword master Marov of the Russian region and the assassin Shina.

"You are very strong..." Malov pulled out his big sword and looked at Lin Le.

"Nonsense..." Lin Le dug his nose.

"......" The two.

Lin Le put away his blood blade and summoned a trolley to carry it on his small shoulder, which was very inconsistent.

Malov smiled bitterly. As a heavy weapon, he didn't dare to fight with him. He hadn't touched the strength of the trolley yet, but his intuition told him not to be caught. Every time Yunlong saw Lin Le switch to the trolley attack mode, he thought, how high is that thing attacked? In several scenes, the boss could forcefully interrupt, pause, and stiffen.

"The trolley charge!" Lin Le pushed the trolley away, like a driving train.

Marov looked at Lin Le's indifferent eyes, held the sword tightly, and turned into a sprinting meteor and left in front! I'm going to see who is Angarite's candidate between you and me!

The train and the meteors collided, Lin Le just paused for a moment, and then Malov's meteor sprint was directly dispersed, and his whole person flew out like a broken string kite. Lin Le jumped over and raised his cart high, "The cart home run!!"

Malov hurriedly felt his whole body disintegrating and wanted to block the sword. Xina thought it was not good. The shadow flashed to Lin Le's back and raised the dagger high towards his back. At this time, Yunlong's hand appeared and grabbed her feet naked and pulled it back to the ground. "Your opponent is me..."

"Dong!"

Malov felt like he was hit by a 10,000-pound hammer, and he was hit on the ground. Lin Lego raised his cart and smashed it wildly, "I told you to bully me! I asked you to bully me!!"

Looking at the bloody and bloody pit outside the field, I could only keep blowing out the flesh and bloody foam flying.

Shina knew that Malov was killed, so she threw dozens of shadow daggers. Yunlong slapped all attacks with one hand. She took a flash of lightning and thunder came with a heavy punch. Shina pretended to dodge left and right and dodged the heavy punch, but as soon as she stood up, she saw the whip legs from bottom to top, blocked by two daggers. The moment she touched, it launched a block flash, teleported behind Yunlong, and activated the heroic spirit skill, Despair Poison Blade!

Yunlong then pulled his elbow back and directly hit her face. His body rotated and avoided the back prick, rushed to grab the ground, and cut his head with his palm! He collapsed his palm through force, and his chest was killed by a fatal blow.

"This is Dou Wang Yunlong. Did you see it just now? I expected to avoid it. When I first tried to force her to block and dodge her, my other hand strangely surrounded the elbow and then pressed the kill. Xingyun Liushui did not hesitate at all." Brother Zhong played in slow motion, and Brother Zhao couldn't help but sigh, "How fast is the nerve reflex, but there are also equipment gaps here. It seems that the single and double crushing ended, and the Son of Light did not participate in odd and even. He placed five and ten people. He probably was smiling bitterly now. The list of ten people is simply an absolute crushing one-sided, and odd and even may still have some chances."

The last two games of the duo match ended directly under Lin Le and Yunlong's crushing. There was no turmoil. The slaughter from beginning to end was already quarreling with players outside the field, and they put pressure on the game league to disrupt the Huaxia area again, especially the All-Star group, which was not a guild club, but it was too late now.

The game alliance is also very troublesome, with too many complaints and protests. The martial arts will become a personal show in the Huaxia area. The key is that these guys are not yet performing, and players from major federal games will almost start fighting in virtual.

"The rules will probably be revised next time..." Brother Zhong paid attention to the virtual updates, and Brother Zhao smiled bitterly, "When I saw the list of ten people, I knew that this is probably possible..."

"That three-person match, five-person match, ten-person match?" Zuo Yiyi asked.

"This time it's irreversible. I can only bite the bullet and get scolded and finished the holding... This system is not what they want. No one can stop it. The virtual world federation and the game alliance can actually interfere. It's just that it has the intervention before it happens and joins some activities with the flow..." Brother Zhong shook his head. No one can tell the final word of the virtual world.

Zhang Zhengxiong, Jun Mowen, Fang Ci and the other two were all singing to the top. With Zhang Zhengxiong's halo support, it was difficult to lose. Various active core players in the international competition gave up the value of Zhang Zhengxiong's damage, especially when they hit the heroic spirit skills, the damage of more than 10 times or real armor-piercing was only caused him to drop less than one-fifth of his blood. He added a mouthful of blood to himself and it was full, and he didn't even need to add the blood. He directly used the magic value to convert the health value ratio. The three of them besieged him. Jun Mowen and Fang Ci watched the show, and it was difficult for Zhang Zhengxiong to lose one-third of his blood for a long time. After turning the treasure book, he returned it again and surrendered directly.
Chapter completed!