Chapter 2021: Boxing king transformed! (1/2)

The boxing champion was instantly surrounded by hundreds of attacks from forty or fifty immortal cultivators from seventeen or eight different directions.

Swords and swords, bullet storms, acid and poisoned arrows, magma, and ice mist close to absolute zero came one after another, as if a blood basin opened in the void and swallowed him fiercely.

Just now, in order to severely damage the city lord of Xiaoyao, the boxing king ate the opponent dozens of swords forcibly, and the function of the steel body has been seriously affected.

The fatal assassination from behind caught him by surprise and was immobile.

At this moment, on the contrary, there was a conflict between the assassins and the immortal cultivator players. Everyone rushed to the boxing champion and blocked the opponent's actions in the fight.

”Go away, this monster is mine!”

”After harvesting this monster, I will be able to complete the main mission perfectly and advance to the Black Island Training Tower of the'Boundless Academy' as the first place. No one can compete with me!”

”Hmph, I am going to be the next Patriarch of the'Yuwen Family'. Who dares to be ahead of me, don't blame me for turning my face and denying anyone!”

Li Yao's primordial spirit keenly noticed the faint fluctuations of psychic energy floating in the air-these are the ripples of sound transmission among the players of the cultivator.

This seems to be a public frequency, involving a very mysterious psionic concussion technique, which can transmit the ”sound of silence” to several kilometers away. All immortal cultivators and tourists can use this method without knowing the ghost or not. Communicating consciously, it is difficult to be noticed by the sinners.

Naturally, I can't hide from Li Yao's soul.

In the past month, he quietly studied the communication methods of the three immortal cultivators of the ”Red Training Team”. He has long discovered that this secret transmission of sound is equivalent to deciphering the special frequency of the immortal cultivator’s public channel. I heard the ”yelling” of the players.

It seems that they are carrying out different trial tasks with different purposes.

Naturally, Lei Zonglie, the most powerful ”boxing champion” on the battlefield, must represent the highest ”points” or ”contribution points” or ”reward quotas”. He has become the target of public criticism. Everyone wants to make the last cut. .

only……

”moron.”

Li Yao said coldly, the ripples of the soul filled with scorn and pity, ”Since you know that the other party is the'Great Demon King' of the'Golden Mission', how could it be killed by you like this?”

Sure enough, all the immortal cultivator players who flew up seemed to hit a non-existent high wall at the same time. Everyone rolled back in the most awkward and panic manner. The two immortal cultivators who reacted slowly were immediately caught Involved in the colorful smoke and dust, and in a strange **** form that was crumpled with the battle armor, it was fiercely bounced out and exploded with a ”pop”!

The blood mist flew and the bones splashed everywhere, and the two immortal cultivators were killed on the spot before they even made a scream.

Sure enough, it is an extreme trial with extremely high mortality!

Cultivators are cruel to ordinary people, and they are also extremely cruel to their own people, and they don't care about the damage rate in practice and trial!

Perceiving the more and more intense killing intent in the smoke and dust, and watching the tragic end of their companions, all the immortal cultivator players are like enemies, waiting for them.

The smoke cleared, ”Boxing King” Lei Zonglie stood steadily in a steaming crater, with his hands behind his back, coldly staring at the many immortal players.

The temperament of the immortal cultivator and the sinner is completely different, and you can usually cover it carefully, but now that they are going all out, and so many immortal cultivator players gathered together, immediately gave birth to an abrupt feeling, which is incompatible with the real sinners around.

”Sure enough, I feel right.”

The boxing champion slowly drew out all the flying swords inserted into the body. The flying swords that were as hard as iron were randomly rubbed into a ball of thin iron balls. He threw them aside and said lightly, ”I found it a long time ago, whether it is I am still Xiahou Wuxin, and there are some strange guys who have emerged. They are not like the murderous people who just made their debut on Nie Tu. They reveal a disgusting smell. Who is this class of you chopsticks? ”

”The one who wants your life!”

The black charcoal brawny ”Black Spear” in the ”Red Training Team” slammed his fists hard and roared.

His image and fighting style are somewhat similar to that of the boxing champion, and he must not be completely suppressed by the boxing champion in his aura, otherwise he won't be able to fight at all.

”Ha ha……”

The boxing king laughed lowly and drew out the last twisted flying sword on his body, as if talking to himself, ”There is intelligence that a large number of assassins and mercenaries from the'Thorn Valley' are hung in the camp of me and Xiahou Wuxin. , I should be referring to you, but what is the ”Thorn Valley” that is said to be manipulating the whole piece of evil soil in the dark? Let me explode your brains and find the answer myself!”

”Don't blow up the atmosphere there!”

The Black Spear cried, ”You were first severely injured by Xiahou Wuxin's full blow, and then you insisted on the bombardment of so many of us, I'm afraid this body has long been riddled with holes and shattered!”

”Yup.”

The boxing champion didn't even deny that the metal fiber at the corner of his mouth made a cruel smile, ”Then, change your body and fight with you again!”

For an instant, it was like a giant spar bomb exploded at the feet of the boxing champion, setting off a fierce wind and shock waves swelling the entire battlefield!

Amidst the flying sands and rocks, and the roaring wind, his fragmented, mottled steel body was peeling off, as if a layer of withered shell had faded away!