"Roar!"

In the ring, the black sword in Tie Wu's hands slashed wildly, smashing his opponent directly into the ground.

The terrifying and domineering atmosphere, like a landslide and tsunami, gives people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"I throw in the towel!"

His opponent, a tall woman, coughed up a mouthful of blood and feebly chose to throw in the towel.

This big man like a brute bull doesn't have any feelings of pity and pity at all, no matter who he is, he will be killed with a sword.

"Wow, it seems that this Iron Warrior has become stronger again!"

The girl in emerald clothes sighed in admiration, glanced at Ling Feng, and grinned: "Hey, Ling Mutou, I don't think you can say that it is the Linghu Imperial Knife, even Tie Wushuang can't beat it." ”

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and was noncommittal.

On the arena of a hundred battles.

Tie Wushuang glanced indifferently at the opponent who fell to the ground, shook his head slightly, withdrew his gaze, and said proudly: "My opponent is only Linghu Yudao. ”

Suddenly, a raging flame burned in the Iron Warrior's eyes, staring at the entrance of the Hundred Battles Arena.

At this moment, a man who looked a little thin walked in slowly.

This person was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, his face was like a crown of jade, and he did not lose a trace of iron and blood, and he was indeed a dragon among people.

"He is Linghu Yudao, the god of natural disasters and war, a myth! Moreover, he is really handsome!"

There was a hint of reverence in the eyes of the girl in the green clothes, how could there be a girl who did not have spring, which made the fox sword rank first in the list of hundred battles all the year round, and it was indeed easy to attract some girls who were just beginning to fall in love.

Ling Feng pursed his lips, ignoring the girl, just staring at the Linghu Imperial Sword, with battle intent in his eyes.

At the moment when the Fox Imperial Sword appeared, the roar of Tie Wushuang like an angry thunder explosion suddenly erupted.

"Linghu Imperial Knife, come up and fight!"

Tie Wushuang was full of fighting intent, his domineering momentum was like the sky, full of qi and blood, turning into countless essence dragons, sweeping the sky.

Linghu Yudao was light, slowly walked into the arena, and smiled faintly at that Tie Wushuang: "You, you are not my opponent yet." ”

Tie Wushuang was furious, "Hmph, don't talk nonsense, come up and fight!"

"I'm here today just to get to an appointment. ”

Linghu Yudao said with a cold face: "I heard that there is a young man who defeated the Royal Sword Team who wants to challenge me, I am very interested, and I trample him under my feet!"

Ling Feng looked at Linghu Yudao deeply, and a familiar feeling was born in his heart.

Confidence that borders on conceit, with my invincible pride!

This is a real Tianjiao, his arrogance makes Ling Feng feel like looking in the mirror, isn't he himself such a fearless peerless Tianjiao?

That kind of abyss-like temperament, like mountains lifting the sky, like an angry sea!

For a while, Ling Feng's battle spirit was awe-inspiring, and his blood was boiling.

It's fun to compete with such a master.

On the field, many female soldiers came specifically for this Linghu Imperial Knife, waving their flags and shouting at the Linghu Imperial Knife, which was extremely crazy.

The corners of Linghu Yudao's mouth hung a trace of arc, and once again rejected Tie Wushuang's challenge.

Tie Wushuang clenched his fists and roared coldly: "Do you really think that stinky kid can walk in front of you? With me here, he won't be my one-punch enemy!"

According to the rules of the Hundred Battles Arena, the opponents to challenge are from weak to strong, and if you want to get in front of Linghu Yudao, you can only defeat the ninety-nine masters ranked behind Linghu Yudao one by one.

Linghu Yudao glanced at Tie Wushuang, frowned a little impatiently, and finally jumped into the ring, and said lightly: "As you wish, I will give you a defeat!"

Swish!

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the Linghu Imperial Sword was already firmly standing in front of Tie Wushuang.

The body is elegant, like a white cloud floating in, like a shock, and it is difficult to catch the eyes.

"This body method, I'm afraid it's a king-level body method. ”

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam, his carefree sword steps, coupled with the fact that he had fused a lot of high-level body techniques, could barely be regarded as a king-level, and this Linghu Imperial Sword was obviously only a Divine Yuan Realm, but it had a king-level body technique.

This person is really terrifying!

"It is indeed a king-level body method, the phantom moon streamer. ”

The beautiful eyes of the girl in green clothes flickered, and she said lightly: "This is my ...... Ahem, this is taught by the Metropolitan Governor himself, with this body method, he can fight head-on with a king-level high-level powerhouse, and retreat!"

Fight with the king-level high-level and retreat with your whole body?

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, this Linghu Imperial Sword was definitely the most powerful genius of his peer that he had met so far.

"Draw your sword!"

Tie Wushuang stared at the Linghu Imperial Knife and said through gritted teeth.

"There's no hurry. ”

Linghu Yudao stood proudly, pointed at Tie Wushuang, shook it lightly in front of him, and said indifferently: "You make a move first, otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move." ”

Between conversations, he is calm and relaxed, but it gives people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

Everyone in the arena was in awe.

Tie Wushuang was already the top first-class master under the Linghu Imperial Sword, but he didn't even have the qualifications to let the Linghu Imperial Sword draw the sword.

"Arrogance!" Tie Wushuang raised his sword and roared angrily: "Shibei three days, when you look at it first, my Tie Wushuang is no longer what it used to be!"

"Sunset Slash!"

Tie Wushuang let out a low roar, his qi and blood surged all over his body, and the violent power rules were urged to the extreme, like a mad cow, slamming into it.

The first move, he went all out.

A bloody light shone up, turning into a blood-colored giant sword of more than 20 zhang, with a majestic momentum, suppressing the heavens, in fact, if you can collapse the sky, you can cut the sunset!

That incomparable terrifying power is infinitely close to the power of the Sword King.

Linghu Yudao's expression was as usual, and there was no ripple on his face, until the blood-colored giant sword pressed in front of him, he gently raised his palm and flicked his fingers.

Clang!

A finger pops out, and the wind and clouds change!

Everyone only felt that their eardrums were about to be exploded, and the giant sword was actually shattered inch by inch under the incomparably bland finger of the Linghu Imperial Sword.

"Poof!"

Tie Wushuang's figure flew out upside down, his face suddenly turned pale, and his right hand holding the long sword was still trembling slightly.

"You lost. ”

Linghu Yudao indifferently withdrew his fingers, jumped lightly, jumped onto the viewing seat, landed in the sparsely populated area, and sat down alone, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, like a god, overlooking the common people.

"Linghu Imperial Knife!"

Tie Wushuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and yelled at Linghu Yudao: "How much strength are you hiding! So far, no one can force you to make a second move!"

There was a strong unwillingness in his eyes, he thought that he had been practicing hard for a few years and would be able to force out the second move of Linghu Yudao, but the more he fought him, the more he found that this person was like a bottomless pit, no matter how your strength improved by leaps and bounds, he could steadily suppress you.

It even makes people feel that he has already broken through the king level at all!

"A trick of mythology, sure enough. ”

Ling Feng secretly praised himself, asking himself if he dealt with this Iron Peerless by himself, he might not be able to do it so neatly.

Linghu Yudao looked down, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and sighed lightly: "The high place is not cold, and life is really lonely as snow." Invincible, how lonely it is......"

A thick sense of loneliness swept away from him.

(Linghu Yudao is too forced, do you want to kill him!hehehehe~)

(End of chapter)