Chapter 1007： Bitter

The immortal sword is shining like the sun, and it instantly penetrates Leng's chest!

A blood flower bloomed in his chest, Leng's feelings widened his eyes, full of shock. Then he fell to the ring like a winged bird, spurting blood.

There were shock, anger, and terror in those eyes!

Although this sword did not kill him instantly, he was severely wounded. In other words, he has lost his fighting ability now, so how can he not be afraid?

And this scene, also stunned everyone present. Afterwards, there was a sound of downdrafts at the scene.

"The magic sword shines through the world, and you don't lose the cold!"

"Yes, he has lost his fighting ability and can no longer compete with Lingxian!"

"It's too powerful, it's unbelievable, but it's cold and indifferent, the invincible king who can fight with Le Wuya!"

"The two swords coming out together are the strongest state of Leng Fenqing, but they are not as good as Ling Xian. This is too powerful!"

The heroes exclaimed, their hearts shook.

Eyes gathered on the arrogant figure in the air, filled with shock, even more shocked than when Ling Xian defeated Zhan Cangsheng!

Originally, they all thought that Ling Xian would be defeated. No matter how strong they were, they could not be the opponents of Leng Fenqing. But in the end, it was Leng Bieqing's defeat, and he was completely defeated!

This is undoubtedly a violent shock for everyone, and they are shocked to the point that they can't add more, but also feel a hot pain on their faces.

No doubt, this is a loud slap, which severely pumped those who questioned Lingxian, and even more fiercely on Leng's face!

His face was pale, he fell to the ground weakly, and a large hole appeared in his chest, so he could clearly see the internal organs.

This means that he has died soon.

"I lost, I actually lost ..."

Leng Fenqing shed his hair and lost his soul. He stared blankly at the big hole in his chest, his mind blank.

He is the strongest in the state, and has never failed since his debut. However, at this moment, he was defeated directly by Ling Xian, and the blow was too great.

Not only destroyed his belief in invincibility, but also made him feel a great shame.

This humiliation made him angry and bitter. Especially when he thought of himself at the beginning and claimed Lingxian as an ant, at the moment he defeated him, he became even more bitter.

I just felt that Ling Xian took a slap, and her face hurt hotly.

"Damn!"

Leng Fenqing gritted his teeth, his two swords hovered and danced, intertwined with brilliant light, and killed Ling Xian in the air.

With this blow, he used his last strength, and the moment the Excalibur whistled, he also spit out a lot of blood.

"Negative stubborn resistance."

Looking at the two excalibur swords, Ling Xian shook her head gently, and the invincible boxing marks slammed out, and the power that burst to the extreme was erupted!

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the two magic swords fell weakly, and the light dimmed a bit.

Leng Bieqing's eyes were completely dimmed. This was his last blow, but he was easily defeated by Ling Xian. What does this mean?

It means he was completely defeated, and there is no hope of reversal!

At this moment, he finally realized that the only thing waiting for himself was death. The facts are already before him, and even if he does not want to accept it anymore, he must accept it!

"Don't waste your energy, it's better to remember the past for the last time."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, as invincible supreme, looking down at Leng Fenqing, looking down at nine days and ten places.

"Ahem, do you remember the past ..."

Leng Bieqing smiled bitterly, and my heart filled with remorse. He regretted why he wanted to kill Ling Xianxin. If it was fair, how could he end up like this?

But at this moment, it's too late to say anything.

He can feel the passing of his life, it is already a short life, and even if the spirit is all right, it is hard to escape the palm of Ling Xian.

"After all, I overestimated myself."

Leng Bieqing sighed and thought that she was a joke, especially when she thought that she wanted to suppress Lingxian, she felt that she was too ridiculous.

"It's nothing to die in the hands of someone better than me."

Leng Bieqing closed his eyes in pain, and then his thoughts detonated his soul.

Suddenly, a terrifying force spread from him, breaking up the space and shaking the wild.

However, it did not hurt Lingxian.

The three flowers on top of him spin, releasing a dim light, like a supreme heavenly immortal, all evils make it easy, and all methods do not invade.

"Dead, Leng don't die!"

Someone trembled and said, to silence the audience.

Everyone was silent, looking at Ling Xian with horror, fear, and awe.

The death of Lengbieqing proves the strength of Lingxian, and it is definitely a well-deserved king. It can be said that Yuanying is invincible!

In this way, can everyone not be in awe of heart?

Those eyes gathered on Ling Xian, like looking at a supreme god, with fear and respect.

"Huh, won ..."

Ling Xian slowly exhaled a stale gas, then rolled up a large sleeve, and put the two exquisite cold swords in her pocket.

Both swords are extraordinary and can be considered an extra bonus.

"It's a peerless Tianjiao. I can't think of it. Even Leng Fenqing isn't your opponent." The lord of Tianjiao Palace sighed, his eyes flashed with appreciation.

"The palace master has won the prize." Ling Xian smiled slightly, light and gentle.

If you change to someone else, if you defeat such a strong opponent as Leng Bieqing, I am afraid that my tail will have to rise to the sky. But he was very indifferent.

The first is the nature of the heart, and the second is the real showdown, which has just begun!

Leng Bieqing died, which means that he reached the final, and the next duel is the real peak battle!

In this way, how can Lingxian be proud and complacent?

"Not too much."

The old man smiled, admiring Ling Xian's indifference, and said, "The talent is super, the combat ability is super, and the mind is rare. You are really good."

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Let's get back to business, the two sets of victory and defeat have been separated, and then, the final decisive battle."

The old man scratched his beard, first glanced at the emperor, then turned his eyes to Lingxian, and said, "I will give you an hour to recuperate and restore myself to the peak, and then start a decisive battle."

Hearing that, Ling Xian nodded slightly, and immediately sat cross-legged, nourishing her body.

Leng Bieqing is a very powerful opponent. Although he won in the end, he also paid a small price. The next showdown will undoubtedly be more difficult.

Because it was a real peak matchup, the first matchup in the world!

Therefore, Ling Xian was immersed in heart, and at the same time swallowed the elixir, she also operated the green blood beads. In order to get back to the peak state quickly and deal with the horrible king!

"Decisive battle, I look forward to ..."

The corner of Emperor's mouth was raised, revealing a smile that was difficult to understand. Later, he also sat cross-legged and pacified his injury.

However, his attitude was very relaxed, apparently he did not take Ling Xian to his eyes.

This made everyone look forward to expectations, all patiently waiting for the peak matchup after an hour!