Chapter 1618
Of course, Zhuo Wen is not in a hurry. All the elites of Xuelian mansion are gathered in Xuelian square. Isn't it to die now?
And because Xue Hentian used the Jiuyang Dao sword when he came out, it can be said that he completely restrained countless martial artists here, and many martial artists looked in awe.
"In the last battle, the seventh and eighth commanders fell. I feel very sad about this! However, we can't live without a commander in the army for a day. The dead are gone, so I decided to choose two commanders again."
"Among the many generals in my blue blood County, there are many people with talent and terrible strength. I hope to select a suitable candidate to fill the vacancy of the commander in chief this time."
Blood Hentian looks plain, and has a long scar on his right cheek. He looks very ferocious. At the moment, blood Hentian stands up and thunders around.
"So, now the battle of commander begins, and Zang Feng will preside over it!"
Zang Feng worshipped Xue Hentian, then turned around. His eyes were cold, stared at many generals on the edge of the square and said, "I think you all know the benefits of becoming a commander-in-chief."
As soon as he said this, many generals around him nodded repeatedly. The commander can not only hold millions of military power, but also have the qualification to soak in the blood refining God pool. How can they not be excited about such benefits?
"There are 108 generals in our blood refining mansion, plus your helpers, that is 216 people! The first level of the command battle is very simple, that is, you can enter the 100 meter range of the blood tripod after I ring the ten sound blood tripod, otherwise you will be eliminated."
Zang Feng stood proudly and immediately turned his right hand into a palm and suddenly blasted at the blood Dingding.
Boom!
The sound of the tripod was like thunder and roaring, echoing in everyone's ears. At the same time, the blood tripod burst out extremely terrible blood gas, mixed with terrible resentment.
Bang bang!
After the first sound of the blood tripod, Zang Feng stepped on his right foot and blew out three times in a row.
The sound of the three tripods came out continuously, gathered together, stacked one after another, just like waves, piled up continuously, accumulated continuously, and pressured like a heavenly power, gushed out of the blood tripod and rolled over the whole square.
The faces of many generals on the edge of the square became dignified, and they could feel the pressure.
The square is ten thousand feet. The blood tripod standing in the center of the square is about five thousand feet away from the edge of the square. At such a remote distance, the prestige of the blood tripod is so obvious.
If you step within 100 meters of the blood tripod, I'm afraid the pressure will increase by hundreds or thousands.
Moreover, this is only four strokes, which can emit such pressure. Wouldn't it be more terrible if you knocked ten?
Before the generals could react, the Tibetan Feng moved again. His right palm was very fast and knocked twice in an instant. Two thundering tripods suddenly exploded.
The terrible pressure formed a huge storm within 100 meters around the blood tripod. Blood gas erupted and dyed the 100 meters into blood red, like a blood mist. It looked extremely ferocious and terrible.
If you observe carefully, the blood gas lingering on the surface of the storm constantly intertwined and turned into strange human faces. These faces look very painful and ferocious. These are the grievances in the blood tripod.
Zang Feng's eyes are slightly frozen, and the black awns on his body surface are constantly flashing and intertwined, like a creeping python. It is this black awn that helps Zang Feng resist the erosion of surrounding pressure and resentment.
And Zang Feng is worthy of being an expert against heaven and holy land. He is in such a terrible blood storm, as stable as Mount Tai.
"Seventh, eighth!"
Zang Feng snorted coldly and sounded twice in a row. At the moment, the crisp Ding sound was no longer. Instead, it was the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
At the beginning of hearing this sound, even those with firm will can't help but have cold hair on their backs, which makes them feel hairy.
The pressure on the edge of the square has also become more and more terrible, and its pressure is at least dozens of times stronger than before.
However, after all, this place is on edge of the square, and 108 generals and their helpers are not mediocre, so no one feels anything wrong.
The viaduct around the square was set with strong prohibition. Although the pressure and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling from the blood tripod were terrible, they were intercepted by the prohibition, and the people in the position were not affected at all.
"The ninth!"
Zang Feng's indifferent voice came out again. Then he suddenly waved it and bombarded it on the blood tripod. For a moment, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling seemed to expand several times, ringing through the people's ears, as if someone was crying close at hand.
The scope of the bloody storm immediately expanded, derived to hundreds of meters, and the pressure in the storm has been terrible to the extreme. Even the Tibetan front is a miniature of its eyes, but it is two steps back.
"The tenth!"
Zang Feng took two steps forward, stood in front of the blood tripod, raised his right hand slowly, and immediately bombarded the blood tripod.
Dong!
The tripod sound of Qingyue sounded again, but the tripod sound was drowned by the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. The tripod mouth spewed out terrible blood gas, and the blood storm expanded again, reaching a range of kilometers.
If you look at it from a distance, such a terrible and huge blood storm, like Optimus Prime, is really a very spectacular scenery.
But if you look closely, you can find that in the blood storm, countless grievances are mixed in the storm. The grievances are constantly transformed into various faces, but these faces have one thing exactly the same, that is, they all show a look of pain.
After the tenth sound, Zang Feng's face changed slightly, his right foot stepped on the ground, and immediately withdrew from the scope of the blood storm like a sharp sword.
Although the strength of yizang Feng can persist in the blood storm, he doesn't intend to do so.
In his opinion, the tearing force of the blood storm is too terrible. He must resist it with holy power, which consumes too much for him.
This time he just presided over the battle of the commander, not participated in the battle of the commander.
"You can start. As long as you can enter the blood tripod within 100 meters, this bureau will be qualified, otherwise it will be eliminated."
"By the way, I would also like to remind you that all generals come with their helpers. In the first sentence, if either general or helper can't enter the blood tripod for 100 meters and can't reach the standard, they will be eliminated."
As soon as Zang Feng said this, all the other generals who were ready to move were stiff, especially some generals whose helpers were not very strong. Their faces became much ugly.
The blood devil was among them. His blood eyes frowned. Soon he looked at Zhuo Wen around him and stopped talking. Finally, he sighed. He hoped that Zhuo Wen could carry the pressure and resentment of the blood tripod and enter within 100 meters.
"Hey, hey! I like this rule. It can eliminate some garbage, especially those garbage helpers."
Not far away, Qingcang Jie sneered, and his eyes glanced at Zhuo Wen.
This obvious move of Qingcang immediately involved the eyes of other people, and they all fell on Zhuo Wen around the blood devil.
After Qingcang's quarrel, everyone knows that the famous blood general and the helper he seeks are just martial artists in the broken Xuan holy land.
In the name of the blood general, the minimum requirement is to find a helper of the cloudy holy land, but now, we have found a broken mysterious holy land. It can be said that the helper of the broken mysterious holy land is a chicken rib for the blood general.
"Interesting! The blood general will find a helper in the broken mysterious holy land. It seems that my competitor is missing."
The evil light Jie, shrouded in the evil spirit, sneered, and the laughter was full of ridicule.
The demon Lian, who was wearing a sexy armor, looked at the blood devil and Zhuo Wen more with her beautiful eyes, giggled and didn't say anything, but it can be seen from her eyes that the demon Lian despised the blood devil's eyes.
As for Shi crack, he held his shoulders with both hands. His eyes didn't focus on the blood devil and Zhuo Wen at all. More accurately, he didn't pay attention to other generals and helpers around him at all.
In his opinion, which of those present would be his opponent, and this commander-in-chief battle is his own stage. Not to mention his reputation as the first general, his cultivation in the holy land of heaven and earth alone is far from being comparable to that of other generals.
Therefore, Shi crack's eyes fell on the blood tripod from the moment he entered the blood refining square.
Maybe he doesn't care much about the title of commander, but what he cares about is the opportunity to enter the pool of blood refining God.
He doesn't need a false name. What he needs is real strength.
The blood devil snorted coldly. He really had nothing to say about Zhuo Wen's low cultivation, but he believed that with Zhuo Wen's strength, it should not be a problem to enter the first level within 100 meters.
"You can start!" Zang Feng also looked at the blood devil and said faintly.
Whoosh!
As soon as this was said, 108 generals went hand in hand with their helpers.
This first level is not passed by yourself. You have to pass it together with the helper. If anyone is eliminated, it will also lead to the elimination of another person, so 108 will not be careless.
"Rubbish, I'm looking forward to your performance!"
Qingcang took a slightly provocative look at Zhuo Wen, and took the bent old man, turned into a long rainbow and plundered towards the blood tripod.
"Brother mu, don't pay attention to the green grass. If you enter within 100 meters later, I'll see what kind of expression the green grass will look like." the blood devil said in a deep voice.
Although the words of the blood devil contained concern, Zhuo Wen could hear a touch of doubt in his tone. Obviously, the blood devil questioned whether Zhuo Wen could pass the test of the blood tripod. After all, it was the key to whether he could become the commander.
Zhuo Wen's mouth turned slightly and said, "brother blood devil, don't worry. You can still go in under 100 meters."
And because Xue Hentian used the Jiuyang Dao sword when he came out, it can be said that he completely restrained countless martial artists here, and many martial artists looked in awe.
"In the last battle, the seventh and eighth commanders fell. I feel very sad about this! However, we can't live without a commander in the army for a day. The dead are gone, so I decided to choose two commanders again."
"Among the many generals in my blue blood County, there are many people with talent and terrible strength. I hope to select a suitable candidate to fill the vacancy of the commander in chief this time."
Blood Hentian looks plain, and has a long scar on his right cheek. He looks very ferocious. At the moment, blood Hentian stands up and thunders around.
"So, now the battle of commander begins, and Zang Feng will preside over it!"
Zang Feng worshipped Xue Hentian, then turned around. His eyes were cold, stared at many generals on the edge of the square and said, "I think you all know the benefits of becoming a commander-in-chief."
As soon as he said this, many generals around him nodded repeatedly. The commander can not only hold millions of military power, but also have the qualification to soak in the blood refining God pool. How can they not be excited about such benefits?
"There are 108 generals in our blood refining mansion, plus your helpers, that is 216 people! The first level of the command battle is very simple, that is, you can enter the 100 meter range of the blood tripod after I ring the ten sound blood tripod, otherwise you will be eliminated."
Zang Feng stood proudly and immediately turned his right hand into a palm and suddenly blasted at the blood Dingding.
Boom!
The sound of the tripod was like thunder and roaring, echoing in everyone's ears. At the same time, the blood tripod burst out extremely terrible blood gas, mixed with terrible resentment.
Bang bang!
After the first sound of the blood tripod, Zang Feng stepped on his right foot and blew out three times in a row.
The sound of the three tripods came out continuously, gathered together, stacked one after another, just like waves, piled up continuously, accumulated continuously, and pressured like a heavenly power, gushed out of the blood tripod and rolled over the whole square.
The faces of many generals on the edge of the square became dignified, and they could feel the pressure.
The square is ten thousand feet. The blood tripod standing in the center of the square is about five thousand feet away from the edge of the square. At such a remote distance, the prestige of the blood tripod is so obvious.
If you step within 100 meters of the blood tripod, I'm afraid the pressure will increase by hundreds or thousands.
Moreover, this is only four strokes, which can emit such pressure. Wouldn't it be more terrible if you knocked ten?
Before the generals could react, the Tibetan Feng moved again. His right palm was very fast and knocked twice in an instant. Two thundering tripods suddenly exploded.
The terrible pressure formed a huge storm within 100 meters around the blood tripod. Blood gas erupted and dyed the 100 meters into blood red, like a blood mist. It looked extremely ferocious and terrible.
If you observe carefully, the blood gas lingering on the surface of the storm constantly intertwined and turned into strange human faces. These faces look very painful and ferocious. These are the grievances in the blood tripod.
Zang Feng's eyes are slightly frozen, and the black awns on his body surface are constantly flashing and intertwined, like a creeping python. It is this black awn that helps Zang Feng resist the erosion of surrounding pressure and resentment.
And Zang Feng is worthy of being an expert against heaven and holy land. He is in such a terrible blood storm, as stable as Mount Tai.
"Seventh, eighth!"
Zang Feng snorted coldly and sounded twice in a row. At the moment, the crisp Ding sound was no longer. Instead, it was the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
At the beginning of hearing this sound, even those with firm will can't help but have cold hair on their backs, which makes them feel hairy.
The pressure on the edge of the square has also become more and more terrible, and its pressure is at least dozens of times stronger than before.
However, after all, this place is on edge of the square, and 108 generals and their helpers are not mediocre, so no one feels anything wrong.
The viaduct around the square was set with strong prohibition. Although the pressure and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling from the blood tripod were terrible, they were intercepted by the prohibition, and the people in the position were not affected at all.
"The ninth!"
Zang Feng's indifferent voice came out again. Then he suddenly waved it and bombarded it on the blood tripod. For a moment, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling seemed to expand several times, ringing through the people's ears, as if someone was crying close at hand.
The scope of the bloody storm immediately expanded, derived to hundreds of meters, and the pressure in the storm has been terrible to the extreme. Even the Tibetan front is a miniature of its eyes, but it is two steps back.
"The tenth!"
Zang Feng took two steps forward, stood in front of the blood tripod, raised his right hand slowly, and immediately bombarded the blood tripod.
Dong!
The tripod sound of Qingyue sounded again, but the tripod sound was drowned by the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. The tripod mouth spewed out terrible blood gas, and the blood storm expanded again, reaching a range of kilometers.
If you look at it from a distance, such a terrible and huge blood storm, like Optimus Prime, is really a very spectacular scenery.
But if you look closely, you can find that in the blood storm, countless grievances are mixed in the storm. The grievances are constantly transformed into various faces, but these faces have one thing exactly the same, that is, they all show a look of pain.
After the tenth sound, Zang Feng's face changed slightly, his right foot stepped on the ground, and immediately withdrew from the scope of the blood storm like a sharp sword.
Although the strength of yizang Feng can persist in the blood storm, he doesn't intend to do so.
In his opinion, the tearing force of the blood storm is too terrible. He must resist it with holy power, which consumes too much for him.
This time he just presided over the battle of the commander, not participated in the battle of the commander.
"You can start. As long as you can enter the blood tripod within 100 meters, this bureau will be qualified, otherwise it will be eliminated."
"By the way, I would also like to remind you that all generals come with their helpers. In the first sentence, if either general or helper can't enter the blood tripod for 100 meters and can't reach the standard, they will be eliminated."
As soon as Zang Feng said this, all the other generals who were ready to move were stiff, especially some generals whose helpers were not very strong. Their faces became much ugly.
The blood devil was among them. His blood eyes frowned. Soon he looked at Zhuo Wen around him and stopped talking. Finally, he sighed. He hoped that Zhuo Wen could carry the pressure and resentment of the blood tripod and enter within 100 meters.
"Hey, hey! I like this rule. It can eliminate some garbage, especially those garbage helpers."
Not far away, Qingcang Jie sneered, and his eyes glanced at Zhuo Wen.
This obvious move of Qingcang immediately involved the eyes of other people, and they all fell on Zhuo Wen around the blood devil.
After Qingcang's quarrel, everyone knows that the famous blood general and the helper he seeks are just martial artists in the broken Xuan holy land.
In the name of the blood general, the minimum requirement is to find a helper of the cloudy holy land, but now, we have found a broken mysterious holy land. It can be said that the helper of the broken mysterious holy land is a chicken rib for the blood general.
"Interesting! The blood general will find a helper in the broken mysterious holy land. It seems that my competitor is missing."
The evil light Jie, shrouded in the evil spirit, sneered, and the laughter was full of ridicule.
The demon Lian, who was wearing a sexy armor, looked at the blood devil and Zhuo Wen more with her beautiful eyes, giggled and didn't say anything, but it can be seen from her eyes that the demon Lian despised the blood devil's eyes.
As for Shi crack, he held his shoulders with both hands. His eyes didn't focus on the blood devil and Zhuo Wen at all. More accurately, he didn't pay attention to other generals and helpers around him at all.
In his opinion, which of those present would be his opponent, and this commander-in-chief battle is his own stage. Not to mention his reputation as the first general, his cultivation in the holy land of heaven and earth alone is far from being comparable to that of other generals.
Therefore, Shi crack's eyes fell on the blood tripod from the moment he entered the blood refining square.
Maybe he doesn't care much about the title of commander, but what he cares about is the opportunity to enter the pool of blood refining God.
He doesn't need a false name. What he needs is real strength.
The blood devil snorted coldly. He really had nothing to say about Zhuo Wen's low cultivation, but he believed that with Zhuo Wen's strength, it should not be a problem to enter the first level within 100 meters.
"You can start!" Zang Feng also looked at the blood devil and said faintly.
Whoosh!
As soon as this was said, 108 generals went hand in hand with their helpers.
This first level is not passed by yourself. You have to pass it together with the helper. If anyone is eliminated, it will also lead to the elimination of another person, so 108 will not be careless.
"Rubbish, I'm looking forward to your performance!"
Qingcang took a slightly provocative look at Zhuo Wen, and took the bent old man, turned into a long rainbow and plundered towards the blood tripod.
"Brother mu, don't pay attention to the green grass. If you enter within 100 meters later, I'll see what kind of expression the green grass will look like." the blood devil said in a deep voice.
Although the words of the blood devil contained concern, Zhuo Wen could hear a touch of doubt in his tone. Obviously, the blood devil questioned whether Zhuo Wen could pass the test of the blood tripod. After all, it was the key to whether he could become the commander.
Zhuo Wen's mouth turned slightly and said, "brother blood devil, don't worry. You can still go in under 100 meters."
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