Ma Ce naturally didn't dare to stab Han Tianxing to death with a sword, he stabbed down with this sword, and a sword pierced the palm of Han Tianxing's left hand and nailed his hand to the ground.

Han Tianxing snorted miserably, but he couldn't hold back and didn't let out a scream, but his body trembled, but his eyes were still staring at Ma Ce, and the hatred in his eyes became more and more intense.

Li Chengfeng wanted to rush up but was held tightly by Zhao Xiaobao, Li Chengfeng turned around and glared at Zhao Xiaobao angrily: "Do you want to watch him die?"

Zhao Xiaobao begged in a low voice: "Young Master, if you rush up like this, although you can save Tianxing, but ...... He'll live in pain for the rest of his life!"

Li Chengfeng said angrily: "If he dies, there will be no future!"

Zhao Xiaobao said in a low and bitter voice: "But young master, can you help him this time, can you help him next time, can you always help him? You once said to me: People always have to rely on themselves." ”

This sentence stunned Li Chengfeng for a while, and he was speechless for a long time.

He knew that what Zhao Xiaobao said made sense, if he rushed up to save Han Tianxing, although he could save Han Tianxing's life, but when he was about to fight to the death, he was forcibly interrupted by himself, and eventually caused him to lose the battle, which would definitely leave a great shadow on Han Tianxing.

Can...... If Han Tianxing really died in the ring, Li Chengfeng felt that he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

When he was in pain, the arbitrator on the sidelines wanted to step forward to interrupt the battle, but Han Tianxing seemed to expect him to act like this, and he yelled at the arbitrator: "Don't! I haven't lost yet!"

Most practitioners risk their lives, and no one jokes with their lives, so when a monk is adamantly unwilling to admit defeat in the ring, the arbitrator can easily interrupt the fight.

Seeing that Han Tianxing was dead, the arbitrator did not admit defeat, so he had to stand by and watch coldly.

Seeing that Han Tianxing would not admit defeat, Ma Ce smiled and pressed the long sword in his hand down hard, the long sword passed through the back of Han Tianxing's hand with a loud sound, and blood gushed out from Han Tianxing's palm, gradually dyeing the entire sword body of the Tianlong Sword red.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat quickly!!" Ma Ce's eyes bulged out like goldfish, and he stared at Han Tianxing at his feet with a hideous face, "You said you are a waste, what else do you want to do if you don't admit defeat!"

"People like you! Do you still want to turn the tables around, and you still want to go to the sky! Don't think that if you fall in love with a powerful person, you can soar into the sky! Don't dream!!"

Ma Ce thrust the long sword down with force, and at the same time stomped on Han Tianxing's head with his foot, he gritted his teeth and said with resentment: "People like you should stay in the mud, stay in the pit, be stepped on, and be beaten! What's wrong with bullying you! What's wrong with beating you! Which of our people from the Hidden Qing Pavilion didn't come here like this! Why are you an exception?"

"You're just a villain who eats inside and out, and has a long brain!"

Just looking at Ma Ce's expression and listening to his tone, it seemed that Han Tianxing was the one who abused him, and he was full of hatred to vent to Han Tianxing.

But even Ma Ce himself didn't realize that his heart was about to be ignited with anger at this time!

Because when he first entered the Tibetan Qing Pavilion, wasn't he just like Han Tianxing, full of blood and passion, full of hope and motivation, eager to get ahead, eager to prove himself?

But what greeted him was endless ravages and dark abuses!

Ma Zer also tried to escape, but he was captured again and again, and was ravaged more severely again and again, and finally he despaired and resigned himself to his fate!

After gritting his teeth and enduring it for more than ten years, he finally went from a beginner disciple to an old senior brother...... At this time, the senior brothers who bullied him finally told him: why did they bully him!

Because this is the rule of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion, let them know the cruelty of cultivation, let them know the insurmountable barriers of respect and humility in the cultivation world, and let them know that they are useless, and they can't survive without the Tibetan Qing Pavilion!

The Tibetan Qing Pavilion is a place where the disciples of the bitter cold come to gather, among them there are disciples who are extremely talented, but there are more disciples who are not so talented, although if they are given a chance, they can all grow.

However, resources are extremely limited, and it is impossible for the Lingshan Sect to give each of them a chance, let alone distribute resources equally. They can only concentrate their resources on the few people with the most outstanding talents, cultivate them, let them grow up, become top great cultivators, let them get ahead, and carp jump the dragon gate!

In this way, it will attract more disciples from the poor sect to come to the Tibetan Qing Pavilion one after another, and strive desperately to get ahead.

But those more disciples who don't have resources to pile up, they know that they can't climb up, but they absolutely can't tolerate others to climb on their heads, they are even more afraid that which of those new disciples has some amazing talent, and suddenly one day climbs on their heads, not only will make him snort, but also make the already limited resources of the Zangqing Pavilion even more scarce.

Therefore, every year when they get started, they will desperately suppress and bully the new disciples, and those disciples who have already made a name for themselves and have a lot of hope will not intervene to change the status quo, even if they have suffered greatly and vowed to eradicate their bad habits, but when they climb up, they have all changed: no monk will be willing to share the food in the bowl with the people below to eat.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that they don't dare!

When the people of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion were young, they opened more than 1,000 mouths, and when they were too many, they opened more than 3,000 mouths.

Monks are not ordinary people, they only need to feed a mouth to sit back and relax, every monk is a gold-swallowing beast, that is, all the resources in the world are piled up on the heads of the disciples of the Zangqing Pavilion, and it is impossible to support these two thousand great cultivators at the same time.

Sage Yun: Those who have a country and a family do not suffer from widowhood but inequality, and do not suffer from poverty but suffer from anxiety.

This is the truth that there is only one person in the world who serves one person, but there has never been a principle that one person serves ten thousand.

So, slowly, this has become the rules and customs of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion, Ma Ce thinks that he came over like this, why have I suffered like this, you Han Tianxing can be an exception?

What's even more hateful is that Han Tianxing actually found a backer after escaping! There are actually people who are willing to stand up for him and take him to practice!

It's really bearable, it's unbearable!

Why don't we have such good luck, how can you Han Tianxing have such luck!

When Ma Ce thought of this, he was like a hundred insects devouring his heart, envious and jealous!

When Ma Ce stabbed the Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand deeply into the back of Han Tianxing's hand for two-thirds, Han Tianxing suddenly grabbed the sword body of the Heavenly Dragon Sword close to the hilt with his hand, and pulled it out forcefully, preventing Ma Ce from continuing to stab in.

But Ma Ce smiled and pressed the Heavenly Dragon Sword down little by little, and at the same time twisted the Heavenly Dragon Sword, making Han Tianxing feel a heart-rending pain.

Li Chengfeng, who was outside the court, was furious, but he calmed down, just gritted his teeth and stared at Ma Ce, silently remembering this account in his heart.

At this time, the arbitration on the sidelines couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but say: "Stop......!

"No!!" Han Tianxing suddenly let out a roar, like a wounded and crazy beast, "I haven't lost yet!!I don't admit defeat!!There are no disciples in the Hidden Sword Pavilion who admit defeat!!"

The arbitrator looked at Han Tianxing with complicated eyes, sighed lightly, and said, "Don't hold on fearlessly, if you continue like this, you will die!"

Han Tianxing raised his head desperately, his eyes were blood-red: "You can't get ahead, you can't repay your kindness, how different is it from a beast! What is the difference between being dead and dead!!"

Ma Ze laughed wildly and said, "Okay, I'll fulfill you!!"

After that, he tried hard to pull out the Heavenly Dragon Sword, but as soon as he used his strength, the long sword was pulled out in half but could not be pulled out again, Ma Ce was stunned for a moment but saw that the sword body of the Heavenly Dragon Sword was already drenched in blood, and the original cyan sword body was bright red and dazzling at this time.

The blood flowed on the blade, tumbling, boiling, they flowed to the tip of the sword, and then went up the back of the sword, flowing to the hilt of the sword, and so on, the sword body became brighter and brighter, the blood rolled more and more violently, and the body of the Heavenly Dragon Sword vibrated and trembled, so that Ma Ce felt as if he was holding the reins of an uncontrollable monster in his hands!

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dragon Sword frantically broke free from Ma Ce's control, it rose from the ground and flew into the sky, it crossed an arc in the sky, and made a dragon groan that shook all directions, and then it fell from the sky, and a loud bang slammed in front of Han Tianxing, instantly blasting Ma Ce out, and at the same time blasting out a huge deep pit in the ring!