"He totally blocked my knife?" Tu Ying looked surprised.
"Almost." Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he didn't intend to continue to entangle with Tu Ying. He saw a fantasy of his body shape, and a full seven fantasy bodies burst out at the same time.
On the basis of the original, the speed has been directly increased by a large section, and his swordsmanship has become more sophisticated and faster.
His strength also showed a little.
But only a part of the show, but instantly let him turn from attack to defense.
Now Tu Ying is frantically resisting his swordsmanship, and he can't resist it for long.
"No, I'm going to lose." Tu Ying knew himself clearly. When he realized that he was unable to resist, his figure suddenly retreated, and he regained the distance from Jian Wushuang.
"Unexpectedly, it can burst out at the same time. The perception of the rules of time and space is so high, and the swordsmanship is also very high. I admire it." Tu Ying exclaimed.
"Acknowledge." Jian Wushuang said, and the blood peak sword in his hand has been taken back.
But at this moment
Boom!!
Tu Ying suddenly rolled with blood, which was his strongest secret skill.
Under this blood gas, his speed instantly soared several times, and he had appeared in front of jianwushuang with a crazy forward rush. At the same time, a war knife sent out cold light and directly chopped at jianwushuang's head.
Too fast, too sudden.
Countless spectators in the surrounding audience thought Tu Ying had conceded, but who ever thought that he would make an instant move at this moment.
And he had been so modest and polite just now, but now his face had been twisted and became ferocious and terrible.
His eyes were also filled with surging murderous intent.
"Fool, according to the rules of the martial arts arena, this battle is over only when one party leaves the battlefield. I'm just intentional. I really think I lost?" Tu Ying sneered.
He is the absolute trump card among the primary gods in the arena.
The reason why he can become a trump card is not only because of his strong strength, but also his means.
The secret skill that he burst out in an instant was enough to directly multiply by several times, and he turned it into a fatal blow that he had groped and studied for a very long time. He believed that even if the general higher gods lost their guard, they would undoubtedly die.
This is the reason why he said to the graceful woman in that room that there was only 40% confidence in the frontal fierce battle, but there was 70% confidence in killing Wushuang.
In the face-to-face battle, he is indeed not an unparalleled opponent.
However, in the battle of life and death in the arena, it is not necessary to fight head-on. All kinds of means, such as sneak attack, poison and so on, are OK, all in line with the rules.
Now, he has not violated the rules of the arena.
"Boy, go to hell!"
"Don't blame me, blame yourself for being stupid."
Tu Ying smiled grimly. He had seen that his blade was less than a foot away from the unparalleled head of the sword.
But at this time, a big hand suddenly grabbed it, grabbed the knife directly, and then held it in his hand.
The power of the sword broke out, and Tu Ying was also frantically urging his divine power, but as a result, the sword was still held in his hand by the big hand, motionless.
"How is it possible?" Tu Ying looked at the unparalleled sword in front of him in astonishment. That big hand was extended by him.
At the moment, the sword was peerless, looking at him coldly, and his eyes seemed to be looking at an ant or a clown.
"You, you..." Tu Ying was shocked and speechless.
"In fact, I don't want to kill, but you let me kill." Jian Wushuang murmured, as if to himself, "die."
Hum!!
The cold sword light came in an instant. Without giving Tu Ying any time to react, he had completely penetrated his divine body.
Tu Ying's eyes widened, and his face was still unbelievable, but his life had been completely cut off.
This is also the first time that jianwushuang has been killed since several bloody battles.
In the previous three opponents, he just defeated each other and didn't kill directly.
But this time, Tu Ying did kill him.
As soon as Tu Ying died, the bloody fight naturally ended, and winning was still sword one.
And according to the truth, when this bloody fight is over, there should be amazing cheers and noise in the arena.
But at the moment, the arena was silent.
In the crowded auditorium, many spectators were stunned and looked at the scene on the battlefield ahead.
Tu Ying suddenly broke out his secret skill before, and used his strongest blow to kill the unparalleled sword. Everyone thought that the unparalleled sword was going to die, but the result... It was Tu Ying who died.
And he died miserably. He thought he was the strongest knife that could kill the unparalleled sword, but he was held by the unparalleled sword with one hand.
This was beyond the imagination of the audience.
However, the silence did not last long after all, and was soon replaced by the earth shaking roar.
Inside the arena, in the exquisite room.
"Bastard!!"
The graceful woman finally stood up, staring at the sword that was still intact on the battlefield, and her face became extremely ugly.
"This sword is hiding its strength from beginning to end." The graceful woman murmured.
"Your Excellency, do you mean that he is not a primary God, but a higher God, or even higher, but has changed the breath of divine power?" The old man in black looked over in surprise.
"No, the breath of divine power is very normal, there is no trace of camouflage, but his strength is very strong. Tu Ying's fatal blow in that moment is difficult for even ordinary high gods to survive, but this sword not only survived, but he just grabbed the knife empty handed?"
"Empty handed grabbed the strongest knife that suddenly burst out of a strong man at the top of a primary deity. This strength definitely reached the level of a higher deity, and his divine body must be extremely strong. His real strength is definitely much stronger than what he shows now." The graceful woman's eyes were extremely cold.
"Sir, what should we do now?" The black robed old man looked over, "the blood fighter challenge, a total of five blood fights, he has now won four, and who should we send to fight with him in the last one? Among the primary gods in my martial arts arena, there should be no one stronger than Tu Ying."
"No hurry." The graceful woman waved her hand, "let the sword wait a moment. I'll tell the owner here in advance and let the owner make a decision."
"Well." The old man in black nodded heavily.
If it's normal, this graceful woman can make up her mind alone, but now it's about 16 Taichu stones.
Such a huge amount of Taichu stone has exceeded the authority of this graceful woman. This matter must be taken by the master of the stone family himself.
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