"I said, you can't keep the people I want to kill."
With a bang, Weiyang King City was in an uproar.
The eighth son of the Longwu Empire, a second-level genius in the Martial Realm and possessing a domineering martial spirit, died under the sword of the young man, who was only in the Spirit King realm.
Indescribable shock filled the hearts of the crowd. In this world where martial arts is respected, it is not that there are no challenges beyond the level, but a junior spiritual king crossed a large realm and killed a genius with the second level of martial arts realm, even a person from Tianfu's own country.
The soul is trembling.
But after that brief calm, what was left was cheers and excitement.
The humiliation that lasted for ten days seemed to be stretched and released at this moment!
Who said that the Tianfu Empire has no one, and who said that the Tianfu Empire is a waste?
Now, a young Spirit King caused the eighth son of the Longwu Empire to die on the ring, and he did so under the obstruction of a young genius from the Longwu Empire.
Thinking of this, the crowd's eyes focused on the ring again. Recalling the previous battle, they realized something terrible at this moment.
That young man's speed surpassed that of Yue Changfeng.
The crowd may have only realized this now, but in fact Yue Changfeng was breaking out in cold sweat at this moment. In the confrontation a moment ago, he actually lost to this young man in terms of speed!
How is this possible? This kind of thing is impossible. He is just a spiritual king!
"What on earth did you do?" Yue Changfeng's eyes were cold. He didn't believe that a spirit king could be so powerful. He must have a huge secret in his body. If he could be killed, this person's storage ring
It's your own.
After he came back to his senses, there was a look of greed in his eyes.
Ling Yi didn't answer. Silver Eyes saw the greed in his eyes, and his eyes gradually became cold. Chang Jian Yi said: "It's your turn next."
"Haha, it's my turn, don't be too arrogant. I am the seventh person in the Longwu Empire and have the fastest sword!" While shouting angrily, his figure is like a ghost. He is known as the fastest swordsman in the Longwu Empire.
It’s no lie, the speed that bloomed in an instant was astonishingly terrifying.
Before anyone could catch it, what they saw was the sudden flash of sword light.
The terrifying sword struck, Ling Yi's expression became stern, and suddenly the silver sword burst out with an endless force of life: "You are the one who doesn't understand!"
"The spring breeze blows and birth comes again!"
There is a surge of vitality in the spirit sword. The power of vitality explodes in an instant, as if it contains all things. The sword tips touch at the same time. When Ling Yi blocks the sword, Yue Changfeng is surprised, but it activates the real sword.
The power of the source seems to break the gap between the opponents.
At this time, Ling Yi's sword suddenly broke into pieces, but at the moment of breaking, the sword light blooming with vitality bloomed violently in front of Yue Changfeng's chest.
The glory of the swordsman will always bloom at the last moment!
"How is it possible?" Yue Changfeng never thought that this sword would be made purely from the power of the spiritual source. How much spiritual power did he, a mere spiritual king, have to support the formation of the sword's intention?
He could no longer pursue this point, because the sword light containing vitality exploded in his chest instantly.
Spitting out scarlet blood from his mouth, Yue Changfeng was severely injured under everyone's attention.
"good!"
Thunderous cheers echoed outside the arena. At this moment, the entire Weiyang City crowd was uncontrollably excited, and the frustration of the past few days was once again released.
"Bastard, bastard." Yue Changfeng was about to go crazy with anger. How could he have thought that this sword would be a sword of spiritual power? But the failure to kill Yue Changfeng just now meant that there would never be a second time.
Chance.
But Ling Yi is such a genius, how could he use the same tricks?
"You have a great destiny." Ling Yi said coldly and ruthlessly.
"You should say it yourself, I won't be merciful anymore, prepare to bear my wrath!" Yue Changfeng no longer held back, there was a strong wind around him, and a hurricane shadow actually appeared behind him.
And in the hurricane, there was actually a sword standing upright in the wind. The sword's intent was soaring and its edge was clearly visible.
"Sure enough, they are twin martial spirits!" Feeling the power of two wills, the crowd was inexplicably shocked.
"The sevenfold will of the sword." The roaring sword and the ruthless sword of annihilation unleashed the power of the will of the sword, and instantly enveloped the world.
The sword kills the person.
The hurricane rose up, and when he was unprepared, a sword pierced the void. Before he could react, Ling's entire arm was neatly chopped off.
Blood sprayed in the air, and people's hearts were shocked inexplicably.
With a sword showing off its power, the entire Weiyang City was silent. There was only the blood-stained sky above the arena and Yue Changfeng's upright body.
"Can't you catch even one sword?" Yue Changfeng's figures were everywhere, with a hint of disdain and sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Ling Yi glanced at his severed arm, but his expression still didn't change. Because of this meaningless attitude, Yue Changfeng went crazy and used his shocking sword intent: "Wait until I cut off all your limbs.
When the time comes, let me see if you can still be so calm!"
"The will of the fifth wind!"
The body is as fast as the wind, the sword is like thunder, and the terrible hurricane and sword intent merge together to shock people's hearts. People looked at this extremely powerful killing move and all felt a cold sweat for Lingyi. Facing such a powerful Yue Changfeng,
Let alone him, maybe even the talented young people of the empire, even the top ten, may be defeated.
Silent and breathless, the only thing present was the violently beating heart.
Seeing that Yue Changfeng did not move his edge, only the sword fingers were swiveling with ease, and there was no need to test it anymore when strong men were fighting. In an instant, the sword was as fast as the wind, and the style was as bright as brilliance. At the same time, the hurricane spirit made a ferocious sonic boom,
Zhou Sheng's domain opened, and hurricanes from all directions surrounded the entire arena, leaving Lingyi with no place to escape.
In addition, he has broken his arm, so under such an offensive and powerful martial arts, there is no possibility of miracles happening.
The longer the wind blows, the stronger the wind is. The sword is facing the wind, passing through the hurricane. With a long shout, it reflects the hurricane and moves forward. It waves the sword in its hand and stabs the white young man surrounded by the hurricane. The sword comes out and the edge is freely swayed.
, sink, dial, cut, hang, move and kill with every move.
Faced with Yue Changfeng's shocking sword intent and the strangulating power of the hurricane, Ling Yi remained unmoved at the scene. When people saw this, their expressions were gloomy, knowing that Ling Yi had no chance of survival, and could only feel dim and sad.
When a rising young genius saw that he was about to be chopped down with a sword, the crowd couldn't bear to close their eyes.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. I want your life to be worse than death. I want to see you in agony and pain, and see you kneel down and beg for mercy!" The sword move was extremely lethal.
Facing Yue Changfeng's ferocious laughter, Lingyi suddenly raised his head, a cold light flashed through his silver eyes: "Yue Changfeng, the game should end here. I think the battle over the imperial city should be over, lest that
The kid will be quick to talk when the time comes."
"What do you mean?" Imperial City ended. These two words brought out an important message in his heart.
"There is no need for a dead person to know." His silver-glazed eyes were cold, and at the moment when the sword blade was about to approach Ling Yi, Ling Yi suddenly appeared with a severed arm, holding the sword in the same move, all the moves were cold, and he killed with all his strength.
Determination to kill the enemy.
"regeneration."
The crowd was trembling. The young man from the Spirit King suddenly lost his arm and was reborn. The Palm of Endlessness came to kill him instantly, and the sharp sword pierced his heart.
"You bastard, how is that possible?" Yue Changfeng was inexplicably shocked when his extreme move was destroyed, but he saw the hurricane spirit suddenly ascending to the sky, moving as fast as a phantom.
"Are you the only one who has the power of wind? Come back here!" The wind started to rise, the wind blew violently, and a violent wind-attributed spiritual power behind the boy instantly trembled.
A shadow of the wind in the desolation, the terrifying power of will bloomed.
The Fist of the Wind God came out in response, and together with the hurricane martial spirit, it strangled the sharp blade in the void. The sword traces were born, and the moves were fast and profitable. The moves were ruthless and the moves were quick. Only the spirit and body shape were visible.
Pressure, a dangerous move, the force of the sword shoots through the clouds and breaks through the sky.
Everything happens with the sword in an instant. When the sword comes out, the wind blows and kills!
"No, it can." Yue Changfeng's body was frozen in place. No one knew what happened to him, but just when Yue Changfeng activated the power of the true source again, all the vitality in his body was completely destroyed.
A surging vitality took over, but he couldn't control it, and eventually all the meridians and internal organs in his body exploded.
In fact, he was very strong, but he accidentally fell into Ling Yi's Sword of Life at the beginning.
The death sword represents death.
However, death is also life, life is also death, and attributes are interdependent and mutually incompatible. Since life can bring vitality, reflection can also bring death.
The previous sword destroyed the vitality in his body. Yue Changfeng's death was already doomed with that first sword.
"Ah, it's impossible, I'm not willing to give in, why, why." The seventh son of Long Wu was furious, and his violent words filled his final death.
The blood poured into his body had already burst out of his body, and the remaining roar was filled with his own unwillingness.
"Who are you?" That ferocious face wrote the last part of his life.
Ling Yi was unmoved and turned around silently: "I'm just a nobody. The empire is so big. I've seen many geniuses. Any one of them can defeat you within ten moves."
The words he turned around made everyone in the audience tremble.
When Yue Changfeng was about to die, his blood surged even more when he heard these words. He couldn't even accept the fact of death. The person who killed him was just a nobody. Many geniuses in the Tianfu Empire could be defeated in ten moves.
Own.
Poof, a mouthful of blood spilled out. Yue Changfeng fell down beside the Eighth Son with his eyes wide open. They also had their eyes wide open and refused to close their eyes.
Longwu Empire, the fastest sword, and the genius with twin martial souls, Yue Changfeng, who would have thought that he would die tragically in the hands of a young man. After the silent scene, what greeted the sky was a completely shocking exclamation.
And inadvertently among the crowd.
The three figures have already left this place.
"Xiao Yi, are you okay?" Huairou asked gently, with concern in her eyes.
"Humph, this is the consequence of showing off." Bai Shi was carrying Ling Yi on his back, cursing loudly.
Ling Yi grinned at Baishi's sadness: "It was my first time to fight against such a fierce guy in the Zunwu Realm. I accidentally failed to control my spiritual power, and I lost time all of a sudden, but I won't do it next time."
"Big man, please let me down. I'm going to the imperial city next."
"No, your body is empty now, we will take you to the imperial city." Huairou said with a smile.
But Baishi yelled and cursed, wanting to carry this kid on his back, feeling aggrieved.
Ling Yi smiled faintly, unable to resist Huairou, and could only sigh helplessly, but looked towards the direction of the Imperial City Avenue: "That boy should have already taken action, ah, forget it, although his temper is a bit hotter, but after all, he has another body.