Chapter 691： One knife combined? (1/2)

Above the ring, the talented warrior among the two cultists flashed quickly, and the force of the body exploded, constantly colliding.

Qiang!

The two weapons intersect in mid-air, making a clear clanking sound.

Daomang and Jianmang broke apart, and the two were evenly matched.

However, the attack of the two was terrible. They rolled around and bombarded the defensive cover of the ring, shaking the defensive cover violently.

The people who watched around backed away, fearing that they would suffer the pond fish.

”Hong Peng and Murong Shan's strength has become stronger again. They have at least reached the rank of lower generals.” Someone said in amazement.

”Judging from the attack power of Fang Cai, it really has reached the rank of lower general.” Others echoed.

”Huh, how arrogant the arrogances are being blown out. Our Truth Church is not without genius. If it is released, it will definitely not be worse than the so-called geniuses outside.”

”Yes, that's right, how can our martial arts martial artists be weaker than the spicy chicken martial arts outside.”

These cultists were very humorous. Perhaps they were usually crushed so badly that they hid and hid, and they did not see the light. Now when someone mentions it, they immediately resonate, and everyone is filled with indignation and clamor.

Wang Teng looked weird, sweeping over the loudest people who called them, and inexplicably thought of four words--

Incompetent anger!

”If I want to say, we should go out and compete with those talented warriors. Only then can we have the opportunity to become strong, so that the forces of all parties will not dare to underestimate us.”

Suddenly someone shouted excitedly.

All of a sudden, there was a strange silence all around.

Everyone's eyes fell on the speaking cultist, which meant something unclear, like looking at a... idiot!

Wang Teng almost spouted out without a smile.

These cultists hiding in the east of Tibet are like the mice in the stinky ditch. Everyone shouts and fights. They actually want to stand in the sun and compete with the talented warriors outside.

I'm afraid I don't know how to write dead letters.

I don't know who gave the cultist the courage to say such things.

The cultist was a little dazed, and he didn't know how he said such a lack of roots. At this time, in the countless weird eyes around him, he immediately reacted, hoping to find a hole to drill into.

MMP is shameful!

boom!

At this moment, a fierce explosion sound came again from the ring, and everyone's attention was drawn to it again.

The fight between Hong Peng and Murong Shan became more intense. They were both wounded, their faces pale, and the force was huge.

However, both of them are also ruthless characters, staring at each other, apparently never thought about stopping.

Both of them had a green grassland on their heads, which made them want to kill each other in order to eliminate their hatred.

Their eyes collided in midair, crackling... A string of sparks with lightning.

”dead!”

The war blade in Hong Peng's hands was shining brightly. A golden blade of tens of meters in length was condensed, and he chopped towards Murong Mountain opposite.

Murongshan was not willing to be outdone, his murderous intentions surging on his face, war swords dancing, wielding sword awns, and finally those sword awns condensed in one place and beheaded out.

Boom!

When the two collided, the violent sound of the original forces kept coming out.

”These two have some strength!” Wang Teng opened the [Primary Pupil], his eyes directly penetrated the light, and saw the situation of the two.

They are of equal strength. Both of them were injured not badly after the collision. They were both flew out and knelt on the ground.

A moment later, the light of the force on the ring completely dissipated, and everyone saw the above situation clearly, making an involuntary noise.

Draw!

It was actually tied! ! !

Unexpectedly, this would be the result, which is completely different from what everyone thinks.

In the eyes of everyone, one of the two must have fallen here today. After all, their hatred is a bit big, and the green oil on their heads cannot be washed away without the blood of each other!