Chapter 257: Death with a sword

"It's interesting, but it's useless!"

Zhang Ling said indifferently about the sword pillar in front of him, and in the face of the opponent's all-out attack, he actually stretched out a hand lightly and grabbed it directly into the sword pillar, which was actually about to stage the meaning of grabbing the white blade with empty hands.

His hand was so shocked that everyone's eyes widened, weren't they afraid that that hand would be twisted into a blur of flesh and blood by the sword storm?

"No matter how many sword shadows, after all, they are all virtual, among these six swords, only one sword is true, as long as your eyesight is fast enough, you can catch it, and your strength is divided into six, and one point of force is regarded as six points, it seems gorgeous, but in fact, the power of the sword is greatly weakened, why is it difficult to break it?"

Zhang Ling stretched out his hand as he spoke, and in the middle of his words, the storm of sword pillars rolled up by Xin Peng came to an abrupt end, and his sword was pinched by the opponent with three fingers, and he couldn't move a bit, while Zhang Ling's feet still didn't move.

Who here had ever seen such a method? Even those of the older generation of Tonggu Realm powerhouses widened their eyes and were ashamed of themselves.

Although the other party's cultivation is not as good as theirs, his eyesight and means are far above them, and in the end, he is a figure from a big place, and many of the means are unimaginable to them.

Xin Peng was used by the other party with three fingers on the sword body, and he knew the huge gap in strength between the two sides, but he did not flinch.

"Come again!"

He roared, and the second sword slashed out!

Xin Peng learned the lesson of the first time, and there were not many tricks in the sword he stabbed, because since the other party said that as long as the three swords could make him move his position, even if he lost, then Xin Peng was no longer polite, swung out a sword, and went straight towards the opponent's lower body, doing his best, without considering the problem of defense, because in these three moves, the opponent will not attack, so Xin Peng has no need to spare strength.

It's a pity that the sword he slashed with all his strength was easily blocked by the opponent with only a scabbard.

The other party not only judged his sword path clearly, but in terms of strength confrontation, Xin Peng also lost. The power fluctuations that erupted from the collision between the two sides shook the sword body and buzzed.

Only the last sword remains!

Xin Peng couldn't help frowning, he felt that the person in front of him was like an adult beating a child, no matter what means Xin Peng used, the other party could easily disintegrate, effortlessly, facing him, Xin Peng was like facing a mountain that he couldn't climb, and his confidence was shaken.

Those who practice kendo pay the most attention to confidence, no matter what opponent, they should have indomitable self-confidence, so that his sword will become sharper and sharper the more he cultivates.

A sword is out, invincible!

But now Xin Peng's confidence has been shaken, and his sword has begun to become hesitant, and his sword momentum is weak.

"Boom!"

After the three sword shadows were stabbed, Zhang Ling didn't even use his sword, and he didn't move under his feet, only the figure of his upper body dodged back and forth, and he used extremely ingenious body techniques to dodge the three swords stabbed by Xin Peng at the same time, leaving only the afterimages that were so fast that he couldn't see his real body.

"The three swords have passed, die!"

When Zhang Ling regained his footing, he only said one sentence in his mouth, and then the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Phew!"

An invisible, unsightly Bai Lian went straight to Xin Peng's heart, and this sword was actually going to kill.

Xin Peng was a little stunned when he failed to stab the third sword, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly returned the sword and tried to block it, but how could he have time.

"Whew!"

A sword light pierced Luo Kun's heart, and the crowd let out a loud sound in unison.

"You're ......!"

Xin Peng's face became pale after being pierced by a sword, and there was only a desperate light in his eyes in some disbelief, after this sword, he was going to die.

The other party does seem to have said that when he makes a move, he will definitely take his own life.

Now it is said that it is done, Zhang Ling drew his sword expressionlessly, no matter how unwilling Ren Xinpeng was, his body still fell to the ground softly, gradually cold, Tianjiao, the thirteenth genius list in the Northern Regions Mangyuan, a fresh young life was gone.

His relatives in the audience all let out a wail, and no one thought that the first competition would end in such a tragic ending.

"Fuck off, you're deliberately killing someone!"

When people came to their senses, whether they recognized them or not, they became furious.

Everyone can see that Zhang Ling's strength is far above Xin Peng, but this is just a martial arts competition, is it necessary to take someone's life with a sword?

It is said that the sword has no eyes, but from this morning to now, there are many injured people, but most of the players know how to restrain and have not caused any deaths.

Now Zhang Ling only has one sword, and he has the life of a young Tianjiao.

Who was not born to parents and raised by parents? Not to mention that Xin Peng's family is still watching his proud relatives die in the audience.

In the face of the surging anger of the crowd, Zhang Ling stood on the stage unmoved, with the sword behind him, and only said coldly: "Martial arts competition, the sword has no eyes, before coming to the stage, I signed a life and death certificate, and the dead can only blame that their skills are not as good as others, who is not convinced, although I come up, this young master still says the same thing, I can let you make three moves, but as long as I make a move, I will take your life, the words are very clear, or you go together, I want to see who has the courage here to dare to challenge the rules set by the Central Empire!" ”

The crowd gradually fell silent, and they all knew that no matter how angry and loud they shouted, no one would really dare to stand up and challenge the majesty of the Empire.

"What? Don't you dare?! ”

Zhang Ling was still standing on the stage, looking around, showing a sarcastic look: "I heard the dead man say just now, there are many warriors who are not afraid of death in the Northern Regions, but I didn't see the warriors, only a group of waste cowards and untouchables, since you don't dare, then it's best to remember that you are just a group of wastes and cowards, if you are a coward, you should remember your identity and kneel obediently, otherwise it will be his fate!" ”

Zhang Ling pointed to Xin Peng's corpse that was still lying on the battle platform, and his words were even more straightforward, there are thousands of people in the Mangyuan in the Northern Regions here, every word he said hit them in the face, some people clenched their fists, some people chose to be silent, and it was more of a kind of sadness with a face like ashes.

"This man is really excessive!"

Luo Yi muttered quietly, and she found that her little master also had a small face, and her immature eyes looked at the figure that was still arrogant and domineering in front of tens of millions of people.

At this time, Su Junbao saw in the grocery room that he had a deeper understanding of what kind of courage Wancheng should have for the sacrifices he made.

What people are most afraid of is not that they don't have the strength to resist, but that they don't even have the courage to resist!

And Fei Xueori and the others on the stage were all looking at it coldly, they were very satisfied with such a result, and they just waited for the appearance of the demon sect rebels, and everything ended perfectly.

Fei Yukiori didn't know that such methods were bloody and cruel, but if the empire wanted to rule this large territory, how could it be done without some bloody means?

Someone in the world has to be the executioner!