"This kick is for my good brother Ling Yihang. He is my only good brother in Tianfeng city. However, you make him look like human beings and ghosts. It's not worth dying!"
Bang!
Finish words, Ling Xiao kicked out again.
This time, Chen Tian's body was kicked to the ground from mid air.
"This kick is for those dead Shenjian disciples. I come from Tianfeng city. Shenjian gate is my home. They are my relatives. If you kill them, I will kill you!"
Finally, Lingxiao stepped on Chen Tian's chest.
At this time, Chen Tian was dying.
Wang Zong's fourth core disciple, however, was kicked back and forth by Lingxiao as if he was kicking a ball. He didn't even have the chance to resist. All the spectators sitting in the stands were completely dumbfounded.
"Little beast, do you know who he is? If you hurt him, you yuehuazong will have to pay for your life!"
The old man finally caught the shadow of the sky, because the sky stopped.
Unfortunately, the next moment, a blue figure in front of him.
It's LAN yu'er.
LAN yu'er, who is 50% of the strength and half pace of heaven, can not be suppressed in the face of this old man, but she can be as good as a horse.
Because this old man, at most, is 50% strength and half step Tianzun, which is equal to the strength of the previous three men.
"I'm not interested in knowing who he is. If you kill him, yuehuazong will have to be buried with him? Do you know that if you kill the people of the Shenjian sect and hurt my benefactor and friends, the whole sword King clan must be buried with him! "
The strength of Lingxiao's feet is stronger, and Chen Tian's ribs are broken.
"Regret? Blame yourself? It's no use. It's useless! When you kill innocent people at will because of your little selfish desire, you will have no chance to live! "
"It's the boundless sword that makes me do it!"
Finally, Chen Tian's throat squeezed out a sentence.
"Sword without pole?"
Lingxiao looked at all the people on the stand, cold eyes, terrible soul will, oppressed these people trembling.
"Jian Wuji is the little patriarch of the sword King clan, that is, the existence of the top ten core disciples. His strength is unpredictable!"
Finally someone answered Lingxiao's question.
"It turned out to be the young leader of the sword King clan. Why did he do that?"
Lingxiao stares at Chen Tianzhi and asks.
"I don't know. He just said that he didn't want to see the waste of shenjianmen taint the noble sword King clan!"
Chen Tian at this moment is really a question and answer, completely dare not defy Lingxiao.
"Is it, the noble sword king? Since it is so noble, I will step on it forever. "
With that, he gave his feet a sharp twist.
Click!
Chen Tian, the fourth core disciple of the king of swords, was trampled to death.
Countless people took a breath.
Wu Zonglian was also a little pale, a heart pounding.
Madman!
He's a complete lunatic!
This guy must not be provoked, or he may be the next one to die!
"You must kill him, little beast! You really have to kill him! Don't you know that the head of the sword King clan is also surnamed Chen? "
The old man who is stopped by LAN yu'er seems to be crazy in a moment and vent his true yuan. He even takes LAN yu'er's palm and pours into the sky.
LAN yu'er's actual combat experience is still insufficient. She can't stop the old man.
When she wanted to continue to chase, she was stopped by a sign from the sky.
"Elder martial sister LAN, you go to guard the exit of the Colosseum. Don't let a sword King's family go out. I'm going to wash the arena today!"
Lingxiao's voice is very flat, without any emotional color.
He won't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but none of them are innocent!
Those who watch the fun can be released, and he is not interested in killing them.
With Chen Tian, the old man who came to the Colosseum had already arrived at Lingxiao's body. A sword of fury was thrust out, and the sword was four or five meters long.
The sword light has not arrived, but has been able to feel the pain.
Lingxiao took a deep breath, and the rain covered sword appeared in his hand in an instant, and then a sword was thrust out. The red light soared, and the terrible intention of killing was just like the essence.
When!
When the two swords collided, Lingxiao's body suddenly retreated, and a smear of blood fell from the corner of his mouth. After more than ten steps, he stabilized his body shape.
"It is worthy of 50% strength and half step of heaven. The attack power is really fierce enough!"
"The yuehuazong's disciple had a hard encounter with him, and he was just looking for death."
"Hum, it's too conceited. It's clear that the female disciple is stronger."
"Don't be so cruelIn the eyes of the onlookers, Lingxiao obviously suffered a great loss in this collision, not only being hit and flying, but also bleeding.
The old man seemed to have nothing to do, squatting on the ground to check Chen Tian's injury.
"He's a dead dog. Why waste your time?"
Lingxiao wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth. There was no expression of panic on his face, but a little smile.
"Is this man crazy?"
"Yes, I can't understand why I can still laugh when I fall behind."
It's really hard for viewers to understand Lingxiao's smile.
Lingxiao's smile, of course, is because he met a good opponent. Only such an opponent can force him to tap his potential and break out into a stronger fighting force.
The old man stood up slowly, his eyes cold and full of fright.
"Your name is Lingxiao, right?"
"Yes
"I've heard of you, the rising star of yuehuazong recently!"
The old man said coldly, "if you don't kill tianshao, you may still have a chance to live, but today, you can only die!"
"It's a pity that I haven't lived enough. Chen Tian's father should be Chen Nanxing, the patriarch of your sword King clan. Can't I raise my godfather's fault! I will not only kill Chen Tian, but also let Chen Nanxing pay for his life! "
Lingxiao said indifferently.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The old man couldn't help laughing: "you can't even stop my sword, but the patriarch is 100 times stronger than me, so you want to kill him? It's just beyond my ability. I'm crazy about dreams
"Elder Chen, don't talk nonsense with him. Kill him, and use his body to make human flesh puppets, which is stronger than the waste of the Shenjian gate!"
The old man, who was also surnamed Chen, was a foreman of the sword King clan.
Dare to speak to him so, the scene out of Wu Zonglian, there is no one else.
"Ha ha ha ha, what young master Wu said is very true. The patriarch will certainly like such a puppet. As long as the spirit of young master Tian is immortal, he can be revived with human flesh puppet!"
Hearing Wu Zonglian's words, elder Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "good idea. It's really a good idea."
"That's right. If you do this, the Lord will reward you well. Maybe you will have a chance to break through the heaven and human realm. At that time, you will no longer be a foreign elder, but a serious inner elder."
Wu Zonglian was afraid of Lingxiao, so he didn't want Lingxiao to live.
Through the previous battle, he found that the sky was more terrible than he had imagined.
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