National Fate Survival: One person, one knife, massacre the forbidden area

Chapter 217: Fist of the Mad Demon



Why did this guy think he was an honest man?

"Hey, okay, but I can't guarantee that I will be able to grab it, after all, my strength is not very strong."

Wu Liuqi was also a little curious about how powerful these so-called geniuses would be if they tried their best.

But curiosity is nothing but curiosity, Wu Liuqi doesn't think they are his opponents, of course, it's always better to be careful, after all, he is not that perverted Ye Chen.

"Whoosh!"

The sky was soaked in blood, and the stream of light hidden by the ancient dragon's blood tree flew out instantly.

Dao Shenghen made the first move, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a giant black hand appeared in midair and grabbed Liu Guang.

"Brother Dao, you can't be so selfish. It's better for you and me to share this treasure."

Just when Dao Shenghen was about to grab the ancient dragon's blood tree, a sword energy appeared instantly, smashing the big hand that Dao Shenghen replaced, and then the figure of Zhan Wuji appeared, grabbing towards the ancient dragon's blood tree.

"Hmph, delusional!"

Dao Shenghen let out a cold snort, his figure instantly turned into a black lightning bolt and disappeared on the spot, a long spear appeared in his hand, and stabbed straight at Zhan Wuji.

"Sky-shattering strike."

"Alright, take this opportunity, Brother Dao, you and I will fight to see who is the number one genius of all races!"

The golden long sword confronted the spear tit for tat, and a strong aftermath erupted.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Long Xin, you are underestimated. Two people duel, if you win, you will be the number one genius of all races, but you are not taken seriously at all."

Wu Liuqi and Long Xin didn't intend to make a move in a hurry, they started chatting leisurely with the intention of letting the two guys consume each other first.

"Of course, the God Clan and the Demon Clan are the two largest factions of the Ten Thousand Clans. My Dragon Clan is only neutral. Compared with the God Clan and the Demon Clan, it is nothing to worry about."

Long Xin didn't mean to brag about himself, and kept belittling the dragon clan, always bringing out the strength of the gods and demons.

"Brother Long Xin, are you sure your ancestor won't beat you after hearing what you said?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Liuqi's eyes.

This guy really doesn't have the arrogance of being a big family. He just said that he is useless, and even his race is belittled.

"Ahem, my ancestors don't care about these things. Our Longzu has always loved peace and never fought with others."

After getting along for so many days, Long Xin also knew very well that the person next to him was like Xiaobai no matter what he knew about everything. He probably didn't know any news about their Dragon Clan very well.

"really?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Wu Liuqi's eyes, but before the two of them could continue their chat, Dao Shenghen and Zhan Wuji killed each other.

"Do you want to wait for the two of us to fight and lose both, so that you fishermen can benefit? Dreaming?"

Countless violent forces poured into the long spear in his hand, and Dao Shenghen fiercely stabbed at Wu Liuqi.

He likes to challenge the strong and enjoy the joy of fighting. In his opinion, Wu Liuqi is a strong man. As for Long Xin, he is a little bit worse.

"Hey, what a disaster."

Wu Liuqi pulled out the blood-colored longbow from behind with a sloppy expression, pinched the bowstring with his fingers and flicked it slightly, and a blood light shot towards Dao Shenghen in an instant, and then Wu Liuqi himself rushed forward.

The two started fighting here, Zhan Wuji and Long Xin were not idle, the two fat men looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Long Xin, why don't we just chat with each other casually, as soon as we can?"

"Okay, Brother Zhan, let's stop as soon as we order."

As soon as Long Xin finished speaking, a golden light appeared in front of him, piercing towards the center of his eyebrows.

End of point?

Hehe, if someone believes it, then this person is a real fool.

Seeing the sword light so close at hand, Long Xin was not surprised at all. Facing a smiling character like Zhan Wuji, he would not take it lightly.

"Brother Zhan and I use this kind of trick, you really look down on me."

A hint of self-mockery flashed across the corner of Long Xin's mouth. Although he was not good at fighting, he was not weak at all!
"Heavenly Emperor Fist, the first form, the dog-fighting fist!"

Long Xin dodged the golden light and rushed towards Zhan Wushuang frantically, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Opposite is a dog, he wants to kill the dog!

Hearing the name of Long Xin's move, and seeing him rushing over defenselessly, a trace of anger flashed in Zhan Wuji's eyes.

Hitting Gou Shenquan, is this implying that he is a dog?

Well, you Longxin, you are really brave!

Do you really think I dare not kill you?

For a moment, the golden light of the long sword in Zhan Wuji's hand rose sharply, and a divine power from ancient times bloomed instantly.

The corner of Zhan Wuji's mouth rose slightly, and he slashed down with a fierce sword.

Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being so stupid that you let go of all your defenses to kill me.

Just when Zhan Wuji felt that the battle was over, the next moment, he froze in place.

Long Xin's crazy figure unexpectedly avoided his attack perfectly, and soon appeared in front of him.

"Ada!"

Long Xin's sandbag-sized fist hit Zhan Wuji hard on the face, and Zhan Wuji flew upside down in an instant.

This punch didn't hurt very much, but it was embarrassing.

Zhan Wuji was completely angered by Long Xin.

"You forced me, God descended! Today I..."

Before Zhan Wuji finished speaking, Long Xin's figure appeared again, and his two fists instantly turned into countless phantoms and landed on Zhan Wuji's body crazily, especially taking care of Zhan Wuji's chubby face.

"Ah, hit, hit, hit!"

Zhan Wuji had a ferocious expression on his face, and wanted to fight back, but he was beaten back again and again by Long Xin's desperate posture, feeling miserable in his heart. Although he was very angry, he really couldn't find any good way.

The Dragon Clan is famous for its physical body, so we can't let him, a protoss genius, fight hand-to-hand with the Dragon Clan, right?

The battle between the two was also watched by Dao Shenghen and Wu Liuqi.

Seeing that Zhan Wuji was suppressed by Long Xin's messy style of play, a trace of disdain flashed in Dao Shenghen's eyes:
"A guy who has never experienced a life-and-death crisis is a waste. It's a shame that he can be suppressed by a guy who is weaker than himself!"

"Hehe, it seems that you have fought with others in a serious manner. You should have killed more than one person, right?"

Wu Liuqi chuckled, he could feel a trace of death from Dao Shenghen's body, obviously there were many dead souls under his command.

"I'm not the same guy as Zhan Wuji. Every year, I go out to fight those so-called geniuses to the death. My strength is unmatched by others!"

Dao Sheng hated his face full of arrogance, as a genius, he had the pride of being a genius, and he thought that no one could match him.

"Oh, it seems that you have practiced for many years."


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