闪乐

"Chirp."

The giant eagle flexibly flew sideways in the air, successfully avoided the broken hammer that was divided into two halves, and proudly raised its head to the sky.

"so close!"

There was an exclamation in front of the arena, and the people who looked up at the sky all exhaled foul air and patted their hearts to appease their overly frightened darlings.

The five young men on horseback also showed expressions of extreme surprise.

"Hmph! Take another hammer if you have the ability."

Alta didn't succeed in one move, so his hostility surged up, holding the only remaining giant hammer with both hands, his body spun twice on the ring, and once again threw it at the giant eagle with all his strength.

The giant hammer whizzed away, faster and stronger than the previous one.

"be careful!"

The people in front of the arena let out another wave of exclamation in unison, and their nervous breathing almost stopped.

"Fallen God Sword!"

Lin Qingluo was fearless, looking up to the sky and screaming.

The surging spiritual power in the dantian roared out, hand in hand with the long sword, swept away all the spiritual energy within a kilometer radius, and smashed down from midair with irresistible might.

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Luoying Excalibur, one sword can split mountains and earth, and turn rivers and seas.

Even Lin Qingluo's current mana is far less than one-tenth of what it was in its heyday in the previous life.

The power of a sword strike from mid-air is also unmatched by ordinary people.

The oncoming giant hammer was shattered by a sword strike.

The sharp sword energy did not weaken in the slightest, and with an irresistible terrifying power, it descended from the sky, splitting the entire arena in half from the middle.

"Boom."

The arena collapsed in an instant, breaking into several pieces of logs, smashing the three barbarian warriors below, and the dust scattered everywhere, blurring the eyes of the people who were eating melons.

"Chirp."

The giant eagle spread its wings and soared high, hovering over the martial arts field, and croaked triumphantly.

"Master, why don't Yin'er light another fire and roast the barbarians."

Little Kingfisher watched the whole battle, and enjoyed watching the show, and wanted to spray some sparks to have some fun.

"It's enough to kill their vigor, there is no need to kill them all."

Lin Qingluo was floating lightly on the eagle's back, his eyes were burning and his spirit was flying high.

"The barbarians have steel and iron bones, so they are not so easy to be killed, and those who are injured in small troubles will not grow their memory."

Little Kingfisher doesn't want to pass up a good chance to have fun.

"Let's see their reaction first."

Lin Qingluo's eyes were condensed: "I don't have a long memory, hit me again until they are convinced."

"Climbed out."

The little kingfisher's eyes were bright, and he looked at the collapsed arena playfully.

The choking dust gradually dissipated, revealing three figures in a panic under the ring.

Alta struggled to push away the log that hit him, let out a roar, and stood up from the ground.

The kneecap on the left side of his right leg was in severe pain. He swayed a few times and couldn't stand still, then fell to the ground again.

"Alta?"

The other two barbarian warriors also struggled to get up, and staggered to his side, pulling him up with both arms, one left and one right.

"Who are you? Report your name!"

With the help of two companions~www.mtlnovel.com~, Alta endured the pain in his right leg, looked at the giant eagle, and roared angrily.

"The barbarians have no cowards. Come down if you have the ability, and we will fight for another hundred rounds."

"It's up to you, not this girl's opponent."

Lin Qingluo's eyes were condensed, and his sharp words were like sharp knives, lingering on his nerves.

"Don't say a hundred rounds. With your current state, you can't take a single move. It's a waste of my girl's time."

??Thank you little fairy for the monthly pass.

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(end of this chapter)