Penngling looked nervous, but she had no intention of sitting still and waiting for death.
Everyone saw his arms suddenly open, and the power of his true energy began to circulate.
Immediately afterwards, the small silver swords that had been scattered around the square seemed to have come to life, and they rushed back to where Penngling was, and turned into sword wings again, covering the pair of swords behind Penngling.
On the wings of the golden roc.
At the same time, Ling Tian's raised arm suddenly dropped and pointed forward.
The sword of terror above his head shot out angrily, with the terrifying intent of the sword to destroy everything.
The eyes of the people in the stands around him were all fixed there.
Sword glow, crazy roar.
In an instant, he was assassinated in front of Pengying.
Pengying did not dare to hesitate and controlled the wings of the sword to close forward to protect her body.
In itself, the Sword Wings are not simply an offensive weapon, but have certain defensive capabilities.
boom!
The Sword of Terror bombarded the folded sword wings, and a sharp sound of metal collision came out.
Hearing this sound, many people's hearts were in their throats.
Only Penngling's figure was seen being pushed back, dragging her feet on the ground, leaving two shallow ravines in the square.
"Blocked!"
Someone in the stands said in horror, "He is indeed the false holy son of Fengyang Holy Land!"
Ling Tian's sword has proven its strength.
At the same time, it also proves the power of the Seven Emotions Sword.
However, Penngling is also a false saint son of Fengyang Holy Land.
In terms of cultivation, he is one level higher than Ling Tian.
How could he be killed by Ling Tian with one sword?
"Nothing more than that!"
After standing still, Penngling slowly opened the wings protecting her body and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did you think this was the end?"
Ling Tian looked indifferent and uttered a calm voice.
The Sword of Terror that had just been used to assassinate him had now returned to Ling Tian's head.
On top of the seven daggers, the sword energy was still roaring, and the power of the sword did not weaken at all.
"The next sword is the Sword of Shock!"
Under the cold voice, Ling Tian raised his arms high again, and the sword of shock above his head shone brightly.
As he waved his hand down, pointing angrily at Penngling, the Jing Sword shuttled forward.
Wherever the sword passes, the space trembles.
Every inch of air seems to be frightened by this sword.
If you don’t avoid it, you will be destroyed!
call out!
"asshole!"
As the frightening sword struck, Pengying didn't have much time to breathe, and she folded the wings of the sword in front of her again.
boom!
The same harsh sound came out.
The Sword of Shock struck the same location.
But this time, Penngling's body was not pushed back.
As the Jingjing Sword stabbed him, two small silver swords shot out from the wings of the sword towards both sides.
At that location, a small hole was left.
"Peng Ling, was hit by a sword..."
The crowd stared blankly in front of them, and some people made an uncertain guess.
Because Penngling's body is surrounded by the wings of the sword.
No one was sure whether Penngling was hit by the sword.
But soon, the wild aura in Penngling's body quickly faded away.
This made everyone realize that Penngling was probably hit by a sword.
Bang!
Sure enough!
After a breath, Penngling leaned back and fell straight to the ground.
The pair of sword wings slowly opened.
Only to see that the frightening sword shot by Ling Tian was already inserted into Pengying's throat.
The blade of the sword did not penetrate deeply into Penngling's throat and did not penetrate directly.
But this was enough to kill Penngling.
The crowd was shocked and speechless for a moment.
The false holy son of Fengyang Holy Land was actually killed in public...
"Peng Ling!"
Pengxuan, who was on the edge of the square, reacted and was the first to rush into the square.
When he came to Peng Ling's side, he realized that Peng Ling, who had no breath at all, still had his eyes open angrily, as if he was expressing his unwillingness.
"Peng Ling is the false holy son of Fengyang Holy Land, and you actually killed him! Who gave you the courage!"
Pengxuan had no time to feel sad and turned angrily to scold Ling Tiandao.
"interesting!"
Facing Pengxuan's question, Ling Tian smiled contemptuously, "No one else dares to kill the false holy son of Fengyang Holy Land! But I, Ling Tian, the false holy son of Emperor Holy Land, dare!"
Ling Tian deliberately emphasized his identity as the false holy son of the Holy Land.
This also made Pengxuan realize that Penngling's death might have been in vain this time.
The five Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland have some unwritten regulations in order to protect the Holy Sons and false Holy Sons who are training outside.
But Ling Tian obviously did not violate this rule when he killed Pengying.
Even if Fengyang Holy Land knew that Peng Ling was killed by Ling Tian, they would never hold Ling Tian accountable.
call out!
Seeing Pengxuan's silence, Ling Tian casually thrust his palm forward.
The shocking sword that pierced Peng Ling's throat immediately returned to Ling Tian's hand.
A column of blood spurted out from Peng Ling's throat and splashed onto Peng Xuan's face.
"you……"
Pengxuan glared at Ling Tian, angry and angry.
But he simply didn't have the courage to avenge Penngling.
Although he is a weapon refiner, his skills in weapon refinement are quite good.
However, his martial arts strength is too mediocre.
Even Pen Ling died in Ling Tian's hands, how could he have the ability to avenge Pen Ling?
Ling Tian ignored Peng Xuan, put away the Seven Emotions Sword and looked at Master Fen Ye on the side of the square with a smile, as if nothing happened, "Master Fen Ye, you can announce the result!"
"result?"
Master Fen Ye was obviously shocked by the scene just now.
After all, the person who died was a false holy son of the Holy Land.
This impact is too great.
Now, with Ling Tian's words, he came back to his senses.
The battle just now was not a simple one.
The purpose was originally to compare the level of the magical weapons refined by both parties.
Use this to determine the first placer in this weapon refining competition.
Penngling died, and the wings of the sword were penetrated by the Seven Emotions Sword.
Everything is undoubtedly enough to get the result.
"Um."
Master Fen Ye nodded towards Ling Tian.
Then, he took a step forward and stepped onto the square.
"Wait a minute!"
Just as Master Fen Ye was about to announce the final result again, a voice came from the stands on the east side of the square.
Everyone who came back to their senses turned their heads unconsciously and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
They all want to know who would interrupt the master of pressure sharing at such an occasion and at such a time?
The words Master Fen Ye had just reached his mouth were stuck in his throat because of these words.
He also turned to look at the east stand, and saw that Tong Kai had stood up from his seat and took two steps forward.
"Master Tong, what's important? Do you have to say it at this time?"
Seeing that it was Tong Kai, Master Fen Ye frowned slightly. Although he was a little unhappy, he gave Tong Kai face and asked him a question.
"There is indeed something important!"
Tong Kai had a straight face and a solemn expression.
"Is it related to the weapon refining competition?"
Master Fen Ye asked subconsciously.
Without waiting for Tong Kai's answer, he immediately said, "If it has nothing to do with it, then don't say anything."
"It has nothing to do with the Weapon Refining Competition, but it has something to do with the people participating in the Weapon Refining Competition!"
Tong Kai's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was very solemn, and he spoke a deep voice towards Master Fen Ye.