At this moment, even Qiaomeng's brain was short-circuited, secretly wondering if the sword slave he had chosen was born with hysteria, otherwise why would he say such whimsical words.
"Do you really have the guts to go up and fight Feiman?" She finally asked uncertainly.
Li Kezhou frowned slightly: "This has nothing to do with courage. I have already said that as long as you give me half of one million immortal jade, I will agree to play!"
Qiao Meng finally nodded: "Okay! I agree. As long as you can block Fei Man's sword and you are still alive afterwards, it means that it is worthy of my vigorous training. So what if I give you half of the millions of immortal jade!"
Li Kezhou nodded and said no more.
While they were talking, the two people fighting fiercely in the field were gradually coming to an end.
At the beginning of the battle, the two were evenly matched, but in the end, the victory was decided by unique moves.
Feiman's barbaric soul reappeared, holding his big sword high, slashing hard, Po Tianjing used the ultimate killing method "Sword Sealing Demon", the two powers were seamlessly superimposed, and the power was shocking, but in the end it was still inferior, and Feiman climbed to the extreme
The fighting spirit was broken, and the person was knocked away from a distance, but the injuries sustained by this person were much lighter than those of Fu Feng before, which proved that this person's strength was indeed no small matter.
As expected, Feiman, who had won another great victory, was so arrogant that he couldn't be more arrogant, and his laughter resounded throughout the sky.
"How's it going? You loser, do you have anything to say? Although you are a little stronger than Fu Feng before, you are still vulnerable to me, Fei Man." Fei Man stared at the seriously injured Po Tianjing and taunted loudly.
Potianjing did not feel the despair after defeat, but his expression became more resolute: "Success is the king, defeat is the enemy. If you win, you can say anything. I hope you will never be defeated!"
He limped out of the infield.
"Hahahaha... Of course I am undefeated! Looking at the entire Later Ancient Immortal Dynasty, under the Tribulation Immortal, who can be my opponent? I, Feiman, will always be undefeated!!"
He was yelling and getting carried away with excitement. At this moment! A figure suddenly appeared opposite him.
"Well!!!"
His laughter stopped, his expression was stagnant, and he blinked his eyes, looking confused and confused.
"Sin slave?"
He saw the word slave on Li Kezhou's forehead.
"What are you doing here, you lowly bastard?"
Li Kezhou didn't answer. Fox Yue in the banquet spoke: "Feiman! This is a bet I made with sister Qiaomeng. If he survives a single sword attack in your hands, we will give him one million immortal jade."
If you lose to the opponent, don’t let me down.”
"Immortal with one sword??"
All the Tribulation Immortals at the banquet suddenly realized.
"Isn't this a joke? This man has the word slave on his head. He is obviously a sin slave from the wilderness. A sin slave wants to block Fei Man's sword and not die. Isn't this a daydream?"
"Not to mention one sin slave, even a hundred of them are not enough to kill Fei Man with one sword. Why did Qiao Meng agree to such a reckless fight knowing the outcome?"
"The two women have always been at odds with each other, and they are obviously at odds with each other again! What's more! For Qiaomeng, it is nothing more than paying a sword slave, and the price is negligible. If the last sin slave is lucky enough to still have a breath, he can win
One million immortal jade, a small hand can make a big difference, Qiaomeng’s hand is good..."
Listening to the discussion of the Tribulation Immortal, Fei Man in the field laughed wildly: "You are a slave, but you want to block my sword without being killed? I want to kill you, why do I need to use a sword or blow a breath?
It will break you to pieces."
Hu Yue heard what he said and reminded: "Feiman! A lion needs all his strength to fight a rabbit. Don't be careless. This is about a million immortal jade. Be serious. It's important to kill this sword slave. As long as he still has breath,
We have lost this battle."
Hearing the woman's words, Fei Man nodded reluctantly: "Okay! It means you asked me to do this, otherwise I wouldn't have fought with a lowly sin slave today. If it spread out, it would really harm my face.
"
He stared hard at Li Kezhou, grinning and laughing silently. He was thinking about how to cleanly smash the sword slave in front of him.
"This is really too difficult!" Beside Qiao Meng, the man from the Four Tribulations Immortal shook his head and sighed.
He looked at Qiaomeng beside him: "Junior sister! It's not my senior brother who attacked you. Feiman's fighting spirit has reached its peak after the two battles just now. The power of his sword now is much stronger than when he started fighting Fu Feng.
More than 30%, this sword slave under your command, I'm afraid..."
He was unwilling to attack the woman in front of him, so he shook his head.
Hu Yue looked at Qiaomeng with a solemn expression with a smile and said: "Sister Qiaomeng has always been cold and aloof, and she doesn't show kindness to anyone. I'm looking forward to it. The scene when my sister meets me and calls me sister in the future is really very satisfying.
"
Qiaomeng ignored her and stared at the people in the field.
At this moment, she was so worried that she didn't even realize that her fists were clenched with no blood at all.
In the field.
Fei Man looked at Li Kezhou and kept laughing ferociously: "You sword slave, it's really sad that your master used it to fight for a million immortal jade. For the sake of your pity, I can let you choose.
You can speak boldly about the way you want to die, and I will definitely meet your requirements..."
"That's enough bullshit, so let's take action quickly! I'd like to remind you that if you don't want to die without knowing it, you'd better use all your strength for a while, and don't end up dying and shouting dissatisfaction." Li Kezhou was as calm as water.
"What! You sword slave, it turns out you are a hysterical idiot, so I am too lazy to talk nonsense to you anymore. Today I will chop you into eight pieces to see how you can still hold on to your breath. Remember! Kill!
Yours is Feiman, the first supreme person in the Later Ancient Immortal Dynasty."
"Go to hell!"
Feiman roared wildly, raised his sharp sword again, and struck it down in the air.
He did listen to Hu Yue's words and did not hold back at all in his attack, fearing that the opponent's vitality would be so tenacious that he would not be able to breathe.
At the same time, there was a sound of a sword on the opposite side, and the sky and the earth turned white. It was Li Kezhou's Sword of Eternal Day.
"impossible!!!"
As soon as the sword was released, the hundreds of Tribulation Immortals in the audience suddenly stood up in shock.
"No!!!"
With a shrill roar, Fei Man's tactics were wiped out by Riguang's sword.
This man subconsciously held the sword to protect his life. The light of day struck the sword and shot out sparks all over the sky.
"collapse!!!"
The big sword collapsed into two pieces, and with an ah sound, Fei Man sprayed out a mist of blood, and the man fell through the air like a dead thing.
Bang...
The invincible Feiman rolled to the ground without any imagination.
He struggled to get up, but Li Kezhou's sword was the ultimate in sharpness in the world. The moment the man was cut, the sharp energy invaded his body, destroying all his meridians and internal organs.
"vomit!!!"
Fei Man violently vomited out a mouthful of blood and all the fragments of his internal organs.
The whole place had already fallen into dead silence. The more than a hundred Tribulation Immortals who were sitting there all stood up. Everyone looked at the scene in disbelief with expressions of horror that seemed to be carved out of the same mold.