Chapter 280

He Jianyun's words shocked the people who came to watch the duel.

"Xu Qianling, didn't you hear what our leader said? Martial arts, beware of Huai Rende. You have won, and you have to kill them in public?"

The Deputy patriarch scolded fiercely.

"The leader and deputy leader are right. It's the first thing for a martial artist to have martial virtue. Don't you release senior brother Zhao Ji quickly!"

The disciples of Dahe sword sect also shouted angrily.

"Wu De? You also deserve to talk about Wu De?" Xu Daoling, with bloodshot eyes, pointed to the female corpse nailed on the stone tablet in the distance and said, "what you do to our sect is not as good as animals. Your means are extremely cruel! Now, what qualifications do you have to ask me to release Zhao Ji and what qualifications do you have to tell me about Wu De?"

"Hum! This woman is a traitor of our Dahe sword sect. It's not up to you to question how we deal with traitors!" said he Jianyun.

"Extremely shameless!" emptiness roared: "our senior brothers and sisters of all dynasties in the king's college were tortured and killed on the stage of life and death by you, and their heads were made into lanterns by you. Now what qualifications do you have to ask us to be kind to you!"

"The past is the past. Those are things of the past. People have to look forward and can't always think about the hatred of the past. Besides, doesn't your zongwang college always boast that it won't act like our Dahe sword sect?"

"Yes, your dusk Qianshan said before that you are different from us. It is our way of doing things that we torture and kill your people. How can you act like us?"

"Let elder martial brother Zhao Ji go, or your sect elders will be beating themselves in the face when they get to dusk Qianshan!"

……

The sect leaders and disciples of Dahe sword sect scolded righteously.

People looked at each other.

Who are the people of the river sword sect?

It has brought the brazenness to such a natural level.

In front of all the people in the world, double bidding is carried out here.

That means that our people have won on the stage of life and death and can kill your people, but your people have won and cannot kill our people.

"Hehe, this trip is really not in vain. Although I haven't seen the disciples of the soldier Saint compete on the stage, I have gained insight."

A strong man from yulingzong said with consternation.

On the stage of life and death, Xu Daoling was trembling with anger and his eyes were red.

The foot that stepped on Zhao Ji trembled slightly.

He clenched his teeth tightly and his face bulged out. He tried to crush Zhao Ji's head several times, but he hesitated every time.

Before the duel, he did not talk to the river sword sect about the matters after the victory of the duel.

Now he is worried that if he kills Zhao Ji and Dahe Jianzong so shameless, will he cheat in public after the victory of the duel and refuse to let them take the heads of elder martial brothers and sisters back to bury!

His blood red eyes were filled with tears.

Zongmen has been humiliated for hundreds of years!

Today, it's not easy to counter the people of Dahe sword Sect on the stage of life and death. How he wants to break Zhao Ji into pieces!

Seeing that Xu Daoling hesitated, he knew that he had concerns.

The people of Dahe sword sect immediately mocked.

"Don't let go of senior brother Zhao Ji? You just won a lucky game. When you know the advance and retreat, don't be too inflated!"

"Well, in front of our Dahe Jianzong, you zongwang college will always be weak. Look at you, I want to laugh, ha ha!"

……

"Shut the fuck up!"

Xu Daoling roared at the people of Dahe sword sect.

"Ha ha..." Zhao Ji, who was trampled under his feet, laughed with blood flowing from his mouth: "you are afraid. You are afraid. Even if you win me, you are still weak. You are all weak in zongwang college!"

"Younger martial brother, what are you hesitating about?" Jun Wuxie said coldly: "you can do whatever you think! How do you feel! Today, I have you, you don't need to have any worries!"

Hearing your innocent words, Xu Qianling seems to have taken a reassurance!

Since elder martial brother dares to say so, he must have his confidence!

Thinking of this, he let out a long roar, shouted his depression, and raised his feet to step on Zhao Ji fiercely.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji screamed like a pig, and his whole body was covered with blood and flesh.

"Don't you Dahe sword sect like torture and killing? I'll let your people experience the taste of being tortured and killed today!"

Xu Qianling looked crazy. He grabbed Zhao Ji's ankle and swung it to the ground. Every time he fell, he would splash blood all over the ground.

In this picture, the muscles on everyone's faces twitch with the rhythm of wrestling.

He Jianyun was livid and stared at Xu Daoling.

His heart was burning with anger.

Zhao Ji is the second true legend of his Dahe sword sect. I don't know how much effort and resources he spent to cultivate.

On the stage of life and death, the roar continues.

Zhao Ji's body was almost out of shape, and the ground was full of red blood.

Its scream gradually weakened and was dying in the process of wrestling.

"Shiniang, elder martial brothers and sisters of all ages, I Xu Qianling will collect some interest for you first!"

With tears in his eyes, he roared and burst, tearing Zhao Ji in two in public. A large blood mist sprayed out with Zhao Ji's torn body.

All the people in the sword sect of Dahe were livid with hatred.

"Xu Qianling, accept your life!"

Under the sign of he Jianyun, among the nine young sword practitioners, the sword practitioner standing on the far left rushed into the sky, swept across the sky and rushed to the platform of life and death.

"Come on!"

Xu Daoling's eyes were red. He immediately stared at the sword repair. He threw Zhao Ji's body out and was about to rush to his opponent.

"Junior brother, come down!"

Jun Wuxie said in a deep voice.

The sound was not loud, but it roared in Xu Daoling's ear like a war drum.

He, who was about to rush up, suddenly stopped and looked back at Jun Wuxie: "senior brother!"

"Come down!"

Your innocent voice is not negotiable.

At the same time, emptiness rose in the air, landed on the stage of life and death, and said to Xu Qianling, "it's my turn to steal the tomb this time!"

Xu Daoling reluctantly returned to Jun Wuye and said, "why don't you let me..."

"You will die!" Jun Wuxie interrupted him: "this man is one point better than Zhao Ji. If you want to fight with them, it's not brave, it's stupid!"

"Afraid of an egg, the head fell off the bowl and a big scar!"

"You are not afraid, but I, emptiness, wine Lord and uncle bird will also leave a scar in my heart!" Jun Wuxie said coldly: "today, we are here to settle with Dahe sword sect, not to let them kill our people!"

Xu Daoling clenched his hands, slightly lowered his head and said, "the people of Dahe sword sect are too hateful..."

"You will dispel your hatred. After the duel of emptiness, I will make you feel incomparably relieved. Just look at it."

Jun Wuxie finished and calmly looked at the emptiness and the true story of the great river sword clan on the stage of life and death.