Meng Zheng's eyes were already filled with deathly ashes, and the despair of being on the verge of death welled up in his heart. However, there was a relief-like relief in his heart. Death was originally the beginning of another reincarnation and the end of the sufferings of this life.
This is Ling Chuxi’s ultimate way of martial arts, the way of reincarnation.
"Boom!" With a muffled grunt, Meng Zheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.
Cang Yuan's Seven Swords finally broke through the powerful defense of Meng Zheng's condensed body realm.
The sword light remained unabated and continued to slash towards Meng Zheng. Since Meng Zheng had the intention to kill her, Ling Chuxi would naturally not be polite.
The defense was broken, and it was obviously impossible for Meng Zheng to withstand such a sword strike again.
"We surrender!" Seeing that Meng Zheng was about to die under the Luochen sword, the head of the Meng family shouted loudly, jumped up and with a flash of light in his hand, he held out a three-foot long sword and blocked it in front of Meng Zheng.
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This long sword was obviously a spiritual weapon. It was thick and heavy and had extremely strong defensive power. Cang Yuan's sword light fell heavily on the blade, making a sound of gold and iron.
Dust was everywhere, and the huge competition platform was blown out of a deep pit by the turbulent airflow. After a while, the dust and smoke dispersed, and Cang Yuan's sword light had disappeared.
"This time, we admit defeat!" Patriarch Meng gave Ling Chuxi a deep look, threw out a storage bag, and helped Meng Zheng off the stage.
The victory or defeat has been decided, but that shocking sword is still imprinted in people's eyes for a long time. If they guessed the beginning of the last game but not the end, then they didn't guess it correctly in this one.
They didn't guess the ending at the beginning. Until now, they can't even believe that it turns out that Ling Chuxi is really a martial arts cultivator, not a law cultivator or martial arts equipment cultivator as they mistakenly thought. Perhaps, she is indeed a fellow martial arts cultivator.
, and even fellow practitioners from the third department of martial arts, but they still haven't seen her spells.
But now, apart from a little regret, they are still more puzzled. How can Ling Chuxi, with his strength at the late Jun level, be able to display such terrifying sword power and such a powerful field.
In shock and confusion, they even forgot to cheer, and the entire martial arts arena remained silent.
"Hahaha, win, I said Chu Xi will definitely win, now you believe it, Meixiu, let's go, let's collect the money." Lan Xinyu laughed excitedly and proudly, breaking
The silence at the scene.
"I believe it, I believe it." Only then did the Xu Family Master and others come back to their senses, stood up one after another, and clapped their hands vigorously.
The other Xu family disciples also woke up and let out loud cheers.
Won, the Xu family still won the last game. Although the Xu family has been glorious for many years and has firmly occupied a place in the three major families, and has been hated by many people because of it, from ancient times to the present, the Xu family has never
With such great scenery, not to mention four consecutive victories, the Meng family, which had been so arrogant for so long, had no choice but to surrender to them.
Infected by them, the entire martial arts arena subsequently burst into warm applause. No matter how intrigued these aristocratic families were with each other, at this moment, Ling Chuxi still used her strength to impress all the young practitioners present.
The strong are respected, this is the eternal and unbreakable principle of heaven.
At this moment, all eyes were focused on Ling Chuxi, but she just stood there with a calm expression. This scene was deeply engraved in the history of Xiaojingtian.