"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The strong wind whirls wildly, like a tornado, rushing directly into the sword shadows all over the sky.

The sword shadow was like paper, and was instantly shattered.

This wave of hand turns into wind is exactly the rules of wind that Zhan Wuque masters.

This is why he was able to fly in the air before he reached King Wu.

"not good!"

Zeng Ling's eyes showed horror and quickly retreated.

He didn't expect that Zhan Wuque's casual blow would be so powerful!

"Bang bang bang!"

Another series of explosions.

The sword shadows all exploded, and the tornado continued to sweep away, sweeping towards Zeng Ling.

"What the hell is this!"

Zeng Ling's face changed drastically.

He wanted to retreat, but how could his speed be compared to a tornado?

"Shut off the water flow!"

He crossed his hands, and slashed his swords in front of his chest.

Two thick sword lights shot out quickly.

"Spit!"

The sword light seemed to be quite powerful, but it passed through the wind and did not play any role.

"What!"

Zeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind swept across the board with lightning speed. Seeing this, Zeng Ling immediately rolled to the side in a mess.

"ah!"

Zeng Ling screamed and fell an arm to the ground.

After all, he was slower, swept into the edge of the tornado and cut off his arm.

Zeng Ling covered his wound with a look of pain on his face.

Zhan Wuque walked towards him step by step, his face cold, "That's all that?"

"kill!"

Zeng Ling was extremely angry, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he raised his short sword in his hand and drew out three consecutive swords.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Three sword lights immediately appeared, Zhan Wuque avoided sideways, swayed, came to Zeng Ling, and kicked Zeng Ling hard in the stomach.

"Bang!"

Zeng Ling was kicked away, hit the cage on the edge of the ring, and fell heavily on the ring.

"Wow!"

He once made a mouthful of blood spurt out and curled up on the ground like a cooked prawn.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked.

A junior disciple who had just entered the inner sect actually knocked down the senior disciple!

Three tricks!

With just three moves, Zeng Ling no longer had the power to fight back. Not only that, he was also cut off his arm.

"So awesome!"

Ling Feixue's excited face turned red. Even though she had known that Zeng Ling was not Zhan Wuque's opponent, this scene was still extremely shocking.

You know, Zhan Wuque is only half a step into the Martial King, while Zeng Ling is a real high-level Martial King!

The difference between the middle is too big.

"Da da da da!"

Zhan Wuque walked slowly towards Zeng Ling.

Zeng Ling's mouth and nose bleed, and his whole body twitched. Seeing Zhan Wuque coming over, he could only barely squirt his body.

"hateful!"

Chen Jiannan roared angrily.

"Don't kill me, I'll admit defeat, please let me go..."

On the ring, Zeng Ling made a low voice.

Under the messy hair, there are a pair of eyes with hatred.

He swore that as long as he survived this time, he would definitely avenge today, ten times or a hundred times!

"Click!"

Zhan Wuque stepped on Zeng Ling's neck with one foot and made a crisp sound.

Zeng's eyes suddenly raised and were full of disbelief, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Zeng Ling, die!

The cage gradually dissipated.

The battle of life and death ends.

The whole audience was silent.

No one expected that this would be the result.

Zeng Ling was not only defeated, but also died tragically at the hands of Zhan Wuque!

This is too unexpected to everyone.

"Winner, fight without fault!"

The referee announced the result loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, there were discussions everywhere in the audience.

"Oh my God, it's incredible that a half-step Martial King actually killed the high-level Martial Emperor!"

"And it seems effortless, this kid is simply a monster!"

"It's really weird. That wave of hand turns into a wind. I still haven't figured out how it is done."

On the ring, Zhan Wuque did not turn around and leave, but stood in the middle of the ring.

"Chen Jiannan, get up and die!"

Zhan Wuque shouted coldly, and the sound dissipated in all directions like waves, and finally spread throughout the peak.

Chen Jiannan's face turned pale, his hands suddenly tightened, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll kill you by myself!"

To this day, Chen Jiannan has completely understood that Zhan Wuque cannot be viewed with common sense.

Although his cultivation level is only half a step in the Martial King, his combat power has reached the level of defeating the high-level Martial King in three moves.

This is a monster!

Even if it is placed in the entire Tiandihui, few people can deal with it.

I'm afraid the only one who can deal with it is myself.

Chen Jiannan emitted a surging sword intent, and his whole person turned into a dazzling sword light, flashing several times in the air, and then landed on the ring.

"I will kill you today!"

Chen Jiannan spoke coldly.

His strength has reached the peak of Emperor Wu, several small levels higher than Zeng Ling.

Although Zhan Wuque defeated Zeng Ling in a few moves, this kind of record was nothing to him, and he could do it.

"Stop talking nonsense, sign a life-and-death contract!"

Zhan Wuque indifferently.

The old man Ten Elder is present, maybe he might have done something wrong.

He took the initiative and signed a life-and-death contract. Once the cage was opened, no one could stop it!

"Life and Death Contract?!"
To be continued...