On the second day, the atmosphere of the whole mozun city was boiling.


    Just because, today will carry on the final decisive battle, this is the final ranking battle.


    In the end, will the heaven cutting army and the God slaughtering army continue to continue the previous ranking, or will there be changes between the second and third?


    The fourth ranking Wuhou army for decades, is it expected to climb a ranking this time?


    In other words, there will be a black horse, riding the dust, stepping on all the legions to the top.


    Everyone is looking forward to it.


    Four legions fight in pairs. The winner will fight the next game. The winner of the two games will be locked in advance and can be promoted temporarily. After another team wins two games in a row, they will fight in a decisive battle to win the second and third place, while the two legions who lose two games in a row will win the fourth and fifth place.


    The rules are simple, but they can be cruel.


    Draw lots.


    People hold their breath, and the needle dropping here can be heard.


    Just because everyone can smell the terrible smoke in the air, the two legions of Wuhou army and Tu Shen army belong to the same family, and the hell army and the sky cutting army belong to the same family.


    Fight against each other!


    Before the lottery is successful, you can feel the sense of terror and oppression from the murderous spirit of tens of thousands of people in heaven and earth, and half of the sky is covered with clouds.


    But the result of the lottery is too unexpected and speechless!


    Wuhou army and Tu Shenjun drew labels of the same number and different colors.


    The same is true for the hell army and the sky cutting army.


    Everyone has strange eyes.


    So, how will these four teams choose?


    Soon, Wuhou army showed his attitude and directly admitted defeat without playing.


    Tu Shenjun, lock a victory in advance!


    The hell army and the sky chopping army fought a battle with real swords and guns. However, as long as they are not blind, they can see that the two legions on the battlefield have many hands, and they have no intention to kill at all. For half an hour, there was no drop of blood on the battlefield of 20000 people.


    Princess Jue announced the draw.


    No one can speak.


    Huangyulong smiled grimly, his eyes were gloomy, he stared at Lin Fan and Xuyang, his pupils were red, and he didn''t hide the killing.


    His Tu Shenjun has won the first battle. Anyway, Tu Shenjun has locked a position in the second and third in advance!


    In his opinion, the best way to draw this round of lottery is to meet the beheading army, kill the beheading army in one fell swoop, make the beheading army the bottom existence, and compete for the fifth place with the Wuhou army!


    Of course, if you meet the hell army, it''s the best. Kill them all. In the final decisive battle, it''s also a good choice to make the sky army a joke.


    Soon, the result of the lottery appeared.


    There was no dramatic picture this time.


    Wuhou army - Hell army.


    The divine army of Slaughter - the army of chopping heaven.


    The first to play is the hell army.


    "Anu, if you can''t do anything, admit defeat. Don''t mention the ranking of the seventh world." Lin Fan opened his mouth and looked dignified.


    Wuhou army has monopolized the fourth position for a long time, and dares to fight with the beheading army without losing the obvious advantage. Who dares to underestimate it?


    "Don''t worry, sir." Anu smiled grimly. He put on his armor for the first time and urged the four headed dogs to walk towards the battlefield. Behind him was the silent hell army like Yin soldiers.


    Wuchang looked very elegant, like a Confucian general, but the weapon in his hand was extremely frightening. It was a huge mace. Looking at a crossbow, he glanced calmly. The mace was raised with a sonorous and powerful voice: "armor!"


    Armor collides and soldiers shine.


    Tens of thousands of people were dressed in armor, and there was no superfluous sound. From every detail, the excellence of this Legion was revealed.


    My uncle came here yesterday, but he showed his figure and stood directly in front of the Tu Shenjun.


    When he came, he was just a figure, but the whole butcher army was very different. It seemed that with the arrival of the emperor, he injected a breath into this already invincible army.


    Lin Fan''s eyes were cold, and there was a killing opportunity in his eyes. His eyes were as loud as an axe. His uncle turned his head slightly. His cold and fierce eyes were as sharp as a sky knife. The two eyes collided, and there was a startling thunder on the ground.


    Lin Fan gave a dull hum, and his face turned pale for a moment. When his uncle was ready to take the next step, Lin Fan stretched out his slender fingers behind him and made a slight stroke in the void, and the ripples suddenly burst out.


    Uncle Guo''s pupils shrunk. He snorted coldly and didn''t do it again. He just looked at Lin Fan indifferently: "if you don''t check for a while, you''ll let the mole ant stir up boundless waves."


    Lin Fan lengsen said, "it''s a pity that those winds and waves can''t kill you."


    "With these tujiwa dogs?" the national uncle sneered and said, "or do you think you are qualified to shout in front of the emperor if you become a great saint?"


    With that, my uncle smiled silently and said, "it''s useless to cut the sky to open the back door for you and bring out 30000 hell dogs. In today''s war, the emperor wants to kill all 30000 legions."


    "Wait and see." Lin Fan said blandly.


    A nu smiled, pointed his long knife at his uncle and roared, "old dog, just keep your eyes open!"


    Uncle Guo''s face was suddenly cold, but before the emperor Wei rose, he was made pale by a heavy cold hum.


    "Kill!"


    A crossbow roars!


    The ground shook and ten thousand legions roared out.


    Wuchang tiptoes lightly on the ground and immediately jumps out ten feet. It''s just a stick and kills the twenty hell army!


    Lin Fan''s eyes were cold and he also flew up. His toes were on the shoulder of a hell army. The hell soldiers were sent out of the battlefield by a mixed breeze.


    When the heavy halberd came out, he flew away and stopped in front of Wuchang.


    Just because Wuchang is obviously not the so-called initial state of facing the emperor, but a higher level, almost touching the strong at the top of the emperor.


    Lin Fan suddenly enters, and the hell army is still 10000 people on the battlefield. Even if his uncle''s face is cold, he still can''t say anything. He acts within the rules. Even if he wants to say more, Princess Jue is bound to ignore it.


    "Lin fan!" Wuchang''s eyes were shining.


    Lin Fan''s eyes narrowed. He casually inserted the hem of his robe into the jade belt and half narrowed his eyes: "little Marquis Wu, it''s still time to step back!"


    Wuchang laughed wildly: "I''ve wanted to fight with you for a long time! The world says that the great saint can dominate the holy land, and the saints all over the world worship together. The saint doesn''t think so."


    "Really?" Lin Fan took a heavy halberd and stepped forward.


    On his side, the army rushed through.


    On the side of Wuchang, there was also a roaring sprint.


    But this battlefield; Like being cut into two battlefields, Lin Fan and Wuchang have no soldiers within a hundred meters.


    Dong Dong Dong.


    The two of them soared, and the red sand soared into the sky.


    "Lin fan, Ben Sheng, let you know today that the so-called great saint and the so-called legend have no right to shout in front of Ben Sheng!" Wuchang roared. He nailed his toes to the ground and kicked it out. The whole person killed 80 meters horizontally. There was a mud dragon at his toes, rotating like a gun, killing Lin Fan''s chest.