Martial Arts Arena No. 12.

Chen Ziling had just completed his ninth consecutive victory, withdrew the spear in his hand, sat cross-legged on the ground and rested, waiting for the next martial arts fight to begin.

At the entrance of the martial arts arena, Guan Tong strode over.

"Shen Jian, you have completed ninety percent of the martial arts, the tenth martial arts, and the above arranged for you to change the martial arts arena. Guan Tong looked at Chen Ziling and said.

When Chen Ziling heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Change the martial arts arena." This is the rule of the martial arts?"

"Yes, the tenth fight is the last, it is more important, and it needs to be changed to a place with more audiences. Guan Tong spoke again.

Chen Ziling always felt that Guan Tong was a little strange, and his expression was not very natural.

"Alright, you can take me there. ”

"This way, please. ”

Guan Tong was quite sincere and led the way in front.

The audience in the No. 12 martial arts arena was a little surprised, didn't they just challenge the nine martial arts fights, why did they leave when the tenth martial arts fight was about to start.

Could it be that he was physically exhausted and gave up?

Chen Ziling glanced around, and saw the surprised looks on the faces of those audiences, and he was even more suspicious in his heart.

He followed behind Guan Tong, and three flying knives appeared in his hand.

On the second floor of the No. 12 Martial Altar.

VIP viewing platform.

The green deacon wearing a mask on his face moved his lips and teeth lightly when he saw Chen Ziling leaving, "It seems that this kid is going to be in trouble, I have to help him." ”

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"That's it, just go in. Guan Tong said.

Looking through the doorway, it was indeed a battle platform.

Chen Ziling took a step forward, but as soon as he took a step inside, the door behind him was immediately closed.

A fine iron gate fell.

A bloody aura rushed to his face, in addition to the bloody aura, there was also an extremely strong murderous aura, and a sinister aura that permeated the air.

Chen Ziling stood on the edge of the battle platform, looking around, almost certainly.

This is the arena of the death arena.

"The fifty-fourth battle of the bladeless deathmatch, the battle - Shen Jian!"

Before Chen Ziling could react, a voice came from all directions.

"Wu Feng vs. Shen Jian, this name is a match. ”

"It's just a headless corpse again!"

"Wu Feng, kill him quickly. ”

Seeing a new challenger appear, the audience erupted in bursts of cheers.

Chen Ziling's face gradually became gloomy.

It was designed.

He gradually calmed down, and his eyes swept around, and he found that the sound stone had been arranged around the battle platform.

Deacon Qing appeared in a corner of the death arena, looked at Chen Ziling with both eyes, and quickly guessed what was going on.

She has been in the black market for many years, how can this kind of thing escape her eyes.

"This kid is still too young and inexperienced. ”

The young deacon took out the spirit disk element mirror and sent out a message.

On the death table.

Wu Feng walked slowly towards Chen Ziling.

"I'm in you, and I feel a very dangerous aura. "No Blade.

Chen Ziling's gaze also fell on Wu Feng's body.

In this person, he didn't feel the slightest murderous intent and bloody aura, just like a clear spring, incomparably pure.

But he killed fifty-three warriors.

The qi and blood of a warrior are very strong, and killing a martial artist is more contaminated with blood than killing ten or even a hundred ordinary people.

"If it were sometime else, I could have fought you, but today, I don't want to fight you. Chen Ziling said.

Fighting with Wufeng is to fulfill the will of the person behind it.

He does not want to be a sword in someone else's hands.

This time, it was indeed my own carelessness and I didn't know much about Wutang, so I made this mistake.

"I'm in the death arena, I can't help you. Wu Feng said coldly.

There has never been a person who can arouse his strong fighting spirit, even if Chen Ziling is unwilling to fight, he will be forced to fight.

Wufeng's eyes, unprecedentedly dignified, the stone knife was withdrawn and slashed towards Chen Ziling.

Seeing Wu Feng slash out of the stone knife, everyone felt that this Shen Sword would become a new headless corpse.

Chen Ziling's sword frowned, his right arm shook, and the spear came out.

On the bladeless stone knife, he sensed danger like never before.

That blade is by no means simple, if you ignore it, I am afraid that you will die under the sword.

Hmmm-

The bladeless knife fell in an instant, and the power of the knife was amazing.

"A double martial realm, the attainment in sword technique, is actually so terrifying. Chen Ziling's face was a little more dignified.

No wonder he was able to win more than fifty games in a row in the Death Arena.

If he had a sword in his hand, Zhang Jingfan could easily defeat Wu Feng, or even only need one move.

His perception of kendo is comparable to that of the kendo powerhouses that exist in the Purple Mansion.

But with guns, too.

Chen Ziling stepped on the ground, the bluestone under his feet trembled slightly, and the head of the gun was picked up and stabbed forward.

Before Wu Feng's knife fell, the tip of his spear was already in Wu Feng's heart.

Strangely, Chen Ziling did not stab the gun in his hand.

The bladeless knife also fell to the side of Chen Ziling's neck at the same moment.

Hmmm-

Three flying knives flew out of Chen Ziling's left hand and hit the stone knife.

The strength of the stone knife completely shattered Chen Ziling's three flying knives, and at the same time, the power of the flying knives also made the stone knives deviate a little.

Chen Ziling took advantage of this moment, his left hand came out, directly grasped the handle of the stone knife, and snatched the knife away

A heavy feeling came from his left hand.

Chen Ziling changed color slightly, this stone knife is no less than 800 catties!

If it weren't for his cultivation of the way of qi and blood, his strength was strong, it would have been impossible to hold this sword, let alone swing it.

But just now, Wu Feng hugged the stone knife, and he couldn't see that the knife was eight hundred catties, and when he swung the knife, it was so easy.

Could it be that he was born with divine powers?

Chen Ziling had a feeling that this stone knife seemed to have a certain amount of spiritual intelligence, and there was an inextricable connection between it and this Wufeng.

"I've lost, kill me!"

Wu Feng's eyes stared at Chen Ziling, like a vicious wolf, very infiltrating, and he couldn't see that he had admitted defeat.

Chen Ziling glanced at him, and suddenly pointed a finger, which penetrated the pipa bone on his right shoulder.

Blood flowed out, and Wu Feng gritted his teeth and let out a muffled snort, but he did not resist.

Chen Ziling threw the stone knife back.

Wu Feng held the stone knife in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"You defeated me, you should have killed me. ”

"I don't want to kill right now. Chen Ziling said.

"This is the death arena of Wutang, if you don't kill me, you will be violating the iron rules of Wutang's death match, you and I will not be able to leave here alive. ”

"As I said, I've never been in a deathmatch, so I don't have to follow the rules of the deathmatch. Chen Ziling said.

Piercing through the bladeless pipa bone is to make him unable to attack himself in a short period of time.

Although Chen Ziling didn't want to kill people, he didn't want to put himself at risk because of this.