"It's not that simple!"

Mogu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Although this kind of secret technique can greatly increase the attack power of a martial artist for a short time, very few people will use it, because this trick will consume at least one-third of a martial artist's own blood, and at least ten years of life, it has always been regarded as a forbidden move by the martial artist, and it will never be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary." ”

"Oh!"

Only then did the listeners show a look of sudden realization, and looked at the battle platform again, Guanglie may have really reached the last resort now.

He closed his eyes on the battle platform, and the blood and demonic qi all over his body rose rapidly, surrounding him, forming a phantom, and the situation seemed to be that Guanglie's body suddenly became more than twice as large, forming a two-zhang tall giant, and with the blood and qi flowing out of Wu Lie's body, it was constantly replenished into the phantom, and the phantom became more and more condensed, exuding a powerful and reckless aura, like a barbarian god really descending into the world.

A third of the blood, at least ten years of life!

Guanglie is ready to gamble everything in this move, because he also knows that the opponent in front of him must still have the hole cards that have not been used, and using other moves, Guanglie cannot guarantee that he can win, and Guanglie can only use his strongest blow.

Finally, Guanglie opened his blood-red eyes, struck his left fist in the heart, spat a mouthful of blood onto the tomahawk, roared wildly, jumped into the air, held the tomahawk with both hands, raised it above his head, and slashed down the axe with all his might.

The powerful aura shrouded him, and in the face of this thunderous and rapidly falling axe, Zhang Ling's face showed a solemn expression for the first time.

He is well-informed, and knows that the other party is using some kind of forbidden technique to temporarily improve combat effectiveness, which has caused the opponent's combat power to increase more than three times, in the face of such power, Zhang Ling no longer dares to hard-connect, the other party's axe qi is too majestic, locking him to death, Zhang Ling can no longer use his skill to move away like before, otherwise even if he moves the opponent's strength, he will definitely be hit hard by the axe qi!

It seems that this reckless man still has some tricks, but this is not difficult for Zhang Ling.

I saw that his eyes were shining, and he pinched a sword duel, and the spirit sword in his hand actually came out of his hand, turned into a ray of essence, and flew towards the sky.

"Edgeworthiness!"

"Kenshin is clear!"

Many knowledgeable people let out an exclamation in unison, especially Xue Wuye and Shangguan Qingyu and others.

The realm of sword heart clearing, not to mention them, even the sword realm that their parents had been unable to comprehend for decades, actually appeared in this young Yuan Infant Realm swordsman.

Is it true that the world is different, and the gap is really so huge?

In the other direction, Zhensu Junbao also rarely showed a trace of surprise, his kendo talent is not low, but he has not yet reached the realm of sword heart, this person named Zhang Ling is the first to let him appreciate it.

Although the other party is more than ten years older than himself, the kendo realm is generally based on the level of comprehension, and older people may not necessarily be able to comprehend it, so from this point of view, this person is really a genius who cultivates kendo.

Zhang Ling's swordsmanship was used, and Su Junbao knew that none of the young people present in the Northern Regions Mangyuan could win him, and he couldn't even let him move a step.

True swordsmanship isn't as simple as throwing a sword. I saw that the spirit sword flying in the air, under Zhang Ling's control, flew out of a perfect arc in the air, and actually flew behind the light that was slashing down, and the sword qi that erupted from the sword shattered the blood-colored phantom condensed outside his body.

Guang Lie's move of condensing all his strength to split out also disappeared, at this time, if Zhang Ling wanted him to die, the light Lie with the empty door behind him was already a corpse, but Zhang Ling remembered the agreement to let him make three moves, stretched out his hand, and the sword flew back into his hand.

"Bell!" A bang.

Steadily caught a slash from Guang Lie, who had little back strength.

"You're dead!"

Zhang Ling said at this time.

He slapped his hand on the sword, and once again used a skillful force to lift the battle axe away, and at the same time, the spirit sword burst out with a mighty sword qi and stabbed forward.

"Snort"

A single sword pierced the battle armor of Guanglie's heart, and the sword qi that erupted from the sword left hundreds of wounds on the opponent's body, and he was drenched in blood.

Guanglie's tall and burly body flew directly out of the battle platform, and he was defeated, leaving only the unwilling roar.

Most people know that Guanglie is not only, most of them will not survive, and another young martial artist has fallen.

Zhang Ling was still standing on the battle platform with the spirit sword in his hand, but no one challenged him anymore, because everyone knew that it was impossible to win, and the result of losing was death.

Many can accept failure, but few can accept death!

At this time, Li Ya couldn't help but look at the fake Su Junbao crowded among the more than seventy people in the distance, and didn't want him to come out like this.

She is just a woman from a well-born market, she doesn't know too much about family and country affairs, she just doesn't want to lose the boy in front of her who changed her fate and brought her a stable life.

The huge contest fell into silence.

The silence of the Northern Regions is because of grievance and unease, and the silence of the people of the Central Empire is for some kind of waiting, but finally some people are unwilling to wait anymore.

Tuoba Hankong stands up!

"Go and arrange serial numbers for those people in the Northern Regions Mangyuan, among the rest of the people, from low to high, they will be numbered on the stage in turn, and if they are unwilling to go up, they will be executed on the spot!" He said.

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a large uproar.

Where is this stage competition, it is clearly forcing people to die, many people have sighed, this competition, the eighty most outstanding young warriors in the Northern Regions are afraid that they will die here.

"This is really unreasonable, I don't even treat our people from the Northern Regions as human beings! National Teacher, he ...... What to do? ”

Hua Wanzi frowned and said, this may be the last time she looks at him alive like this, he is her great benefactor.

Although Su Junbao is ranked first and ranked last, it is only a matter of time before he takes the stage.

It is true that Su Junbao let go of his hands and feet to fight, maybe he will not die like others, and he may even win, but if the people of the Central Empire find out that there is such a genius, then he will still be a dead end, and he will definitely be wiped out by various means.

Hua Wanzi only felt that her heart was tightened, this was also Li Ya's feelings, only Yuenu was unmoved, and only sat quietly.

She didn't understand what was going on in front of her at all, and that person wasn't the one she was familiar with, and she just didn't know where he was going in her confused mind, but the moon slave believed that he would definitely come back to find her.

Su Junbao looked out the window, this was the ending he could expect, because he had seen the darker and unscrupulous side of some people.