The Sword of Annihilation, that is the strongest mastery that Ling Fan knows at the moment, has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, but the energy required for such a blow is also extremely huge, and Ling Fan's Spirit Martial Realm level can't withstand the consumption of a blow at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If the Extinction Sword was cut out, Ling Fan would also completely collapse, so at ordinary times, Ling Fan was not willing to use this blow, injuring a thousand enemies and injuring himself by eight hundred.

However, the current situation no longer allows him to keep it, the combat power of the war slaves is terrifying, if Ling Fan doesn't fight, then in the end he can only be knocked off the battlefield.

Endless power surged out from Ling Fan's body, all gathered on the long sword, the original ordinary long sword, at this moment, the monstrous power bloomed, like a peerless divine sword.

The king's sword shadow hung above Ling Fan's head, and under the increase of that sword intent, the sword power in Ling Fan's hand increased exponentially, and the long sword roared, as if it was about to come out of his hand.

"One sword to destroy life!" Ling Fan held the sword in both hands, and when the war slave came, one of his swords was suddenly slashed down.

Boom!

The monstrous sword light shone on the battle platform, and the dazzling light pierced everyone's eyes, they saw a brilliant sword light cut out of Ling Fan's hand, and the next moment, the battle platform was silent.

The sword intent in the sky raged on the martial platform, and the energy storm swept away like a tidal wave, and the sound of concussion fell, and the entire martial arts field also fell silent.

The energy storm slowly dissipated, and everyone's eyes could clearly see the scene on the martial platform, at this moment, I saw the war slave's legs kneeling on the ground, there was a deep sword mark on his shoulder, and the entire right arm fell down, and Ling Fan's long sword was on the neck of the war slave.

The crowd's eyes widened and their faces were full of shock, and they opened their mouths slightly, and after a long time, they gasped deeply.

War slaves, unexpectedly defeated.

The martial arts field was boiling, and everyone's eyes had an incredible look in their eyes, this scene was even more shocking than Ling Fan's victory over Liu Feng just now.

The war slave, the war slave whose strength is comparable to that of the late stage of the Tianwu Realm, was also defeated in the hands of this kid, what kind of power did the sword he just cut out.

You know, he's still in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm.

Ling Fan's combat power has exceeded everyone's imagination, a late stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, even if he is given peerless martial arts, it is impossible to defeat the late stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm with one sword, this kid defeats the war slave with one sword, in addition to the peerless sword, how many things can be increased.

Mysterious, the stronger Ling Fan is, the more mysterious the feeling to everyone becomes, except for Ye Zimo and Qin Tiange, as well as Yun Xuan, no one here knows what Ling Fan's identity is, what kind of force it is, to cultivate such a demon against the sky.

"He actually won!" Ye Zimo suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes staring at the war slaves kneeling on the battle platform in disbelief, the war slaves whose strength was comparable to that of the late stage of the Tianwu Realm were all defeated.

Qin Tiange also looked incredulous, this war slave is the peak realm of the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, and it is already the limit to be able to raise his strength to the late level of the Tianwu Realm, and the strongest existence among the masters in the martial arts field.

However, in this way, it did not defeat Ling Fan, what kind of chance did this former waste have that could make him become so terrifying in such a short period of time.

Ling Fan's sword just now, Qin Tiange had seen it at the Five Princes' banquet before, but at that time, because of Luo Hanxue's blocking, Ling Fan didn't use it, Qin Tiange now thinks about it, if Ling Fan slashed that sword at that time, can he completely block it?

"This son has such a talent, and when he grows up in the future, it is definitely a terrifying existence. Ye Zimo's eyes were red, staring at Ling Fan on the battle platform, he had never cared so much about a person at the level of the Spirit Martial Realm, Ling Fan was the first.

However, he had to care about it like this, Ling Fan's talent made him feel a kind of crisis, if he was allowed to grow, he was afraid that it would be a nightmare for him Ye Zimo in the future.

"Have you arranged everything?" Ye Zimo turned his head and said to Qin Tiange, with a cold killing intent in his voice.

"It's all arranged. Qin Tiange nodded, he had already left a back hand, he thought that he would not need it at all, but he didn't think that Ling Fan would actually defeat the war slave.

However, no matter what, he Qin Tiange couldn't let Ling Fan leave the imperial city alive today, otherwise, he would not be able to sleep well.

"After leaving the martial arts field, kill!" said in an indifferent voice from Ye Zimo's mouth, the killing intent was undisguised on him, he turned his head, and his cold eyes stared at Ling Fan again.

"He actually won!" Sitting in the back seat, Liu Feng's eyes were also full of horror, Ling Fan's peerless sword just now deeply shook his heart, and at this moment, he knew Ling Fan's true combat power.

Originally, he thought that he could still compete with Ling Fan, but now it seems that these thoughts of his own are ridiculous.

If Ling Fan had used this sword against him before, Liu Feng would have been able to survive or not, let alone compete with Ling Fan.

The gap between the two is not a star and a half.

On the battle platform, Ling Fan's long sword was resting on the neck of the war slave, and as long as he moved his arm slightly, the war slave could die on the spot immediately.

The war slave knelt on the ground, blood was flowing down his arm, he raised his head and stared at Ling Fan, his originally fierce eyes had lost their sharpness at this moment, but there was still a look of pain on his face.

"I'm defeated, you kill me!" the war slave spoke slowly, and there seemed to be a kind of sadness and begging in his hoarse voice.

He was in pain, and he was still living in pain, and if the secret method of the pill was applied to him, even if Ling Fan didn't kill him, he would be completely reduced to a waste.

He didn't want to hurt any more, he just wanted to tie the knot under Ling Fan's sword.

Ling Fan's heart trembled slightly, and when he heard the sad voice of the war slave, his eyes couldn't help but flash.

The secret method was applied to him, I am afraid that he was also forced to do it, and he went to the battlefield to challenge Ling Fan, what was wrong with him.

He was in pain and wanted to end the knot with death, but how could Ling Fan do it.

"I have no grievances with you, why should I kill you? Ling Fan said lightly, and the long sword around the neck of the war slave was retracted.

The war slave's eyes were surprised, the martial arts war slave, as long as he played, he would win, if he was defeated in the hands of the opponent, the opponent would kill the war slave, because the war slave was almost a battle of life and death, if you don't kill him, he will kill you.

This is a well-known thing, even Liu Feng had killed a war slave at the beginning, and at this moment Ling Fan wanted to let him go!

"I have been cast a secret method and forcibly increased my combat power, even if it is a cheating to deal with you, you also want to let me go?" The war slave twisted his face and said hoarsely, he didn't believe that Ling Fan didn't see that he had cast a secret method.

"Since you were forced to do it, I won't kill you. Ling Fan said, if he wants to kill the war slaves, he has already done it.

The war slave suddenly laughed, his laughter was quite desolate, his eyes were sad, and he said: "Even if you don't kill me, after today, I will become a waste, and living may be more painful than death." ”

"From the moment I was sold into this martial arts arena, my fate has been decided. ”

Ling Fan's eyes flashed slightly, he took a deep breath, and said after a while: "Destiny should be controlled by yourself, even if you become a slave in the martial arts, you should not give up on yourself." ”

"Since you will become a wasted person, I am afraid that the martial arts field will not keep you, if you can still get out of the martial arts alive, if you want to regain your confidence and control your own destiny, come to the Heavenly Sword Sect to find me. ”

Ling Fan was obviously infected by the desolation of war slaves, they were slaves, sold slaves, their status was low, no one regarded them as human beings, they had no freedom, and they had no right to control their own destiny.

However, they are also human beings, so why should they be humiliated like livestock, and why should they be lowly slaves all their lives?

Ling Fan hadn't paid attention to these before, but now that he had encountered it, he felt that he shouldn't ignore it indifferently, he wanted to do his best to help this war slave, even if he became a waste person and couldn't practice, as long as he could live the life of ordinary people, it was already okay.

The war slave's loose eyes flickered, he stared at Ling Fan, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly kowtowed deeply to Ling Fan.

"No matter why you want to help me, let me say thank you first, if I can get out of the martial arts arena alive, I will come to the Heavenly Sword Sect. The war slave raised his head and said a word to Ling Fan, then stood up and dragged his bloodied arm off the battle platform.

Ling Fan watched the war slave leave, and after the war slave stepped down, he let out a long breath, and as soon as the flower in front of his eyes, his whole body suddenly became weak, and he put the long sword on the ground with one hand, and Ling Fan barely supported his body.

The consumption of the Extinction Sword was too great, and the Xuan Qi in his body had already been completely emptied, and it was all up to him to stand and talk so much to the war slaves.

Needless to say, he didn't want to kill the war slave just now, and even if he wanted to, he didn't have the strength to swing his sword.

However, fortunately, after the Sword of Annihilation was cut down, the war slave was defeated, if the war slave was still not defeated, then Ling Fan would have nothing to do at all.

Ling Fan also has enough confidence in the sword just now, in the middle of the Lingwu Realm before, he could shake Huang Yi back with a single sword, and at this moment, in the late stage of the Lingwu Realm, there is an increase in the artistic conception of the sword, and the power is stronger than the sword that shook Huang Yi back at the beginning, how can the war slave be able to stop it.

After defeating the war slaves, Ling Fan could be regarded as having won ten games in a row, and a beautiful and enchanting maid under the stage walked up with a silver plate.

She smiled charmingly at Ling Fan, then approached Ling Fan and took Ling Fan's hand and raised it high.

Ling Fan's whole body was weak, and he was powerless to resist at all, so he could only let the maid hold his hand.

The crowd boiled, and another genius who won ten games in a row was born in the martial arts field, and this time the winning streak was more exciting than any previous one, in the later stage of the Lingwu Realm, not only defeated the legendary Liu Feng, but also defeated the war slaves who had the strength of the late stage of the Tianwu Realm.

Although they didn't know Ling Fan's name, Ling Fan's performance in the martial arts field today was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

The maid handed over the reward of 50,000 Xuanshi to Ling Fan, and Ling Fan did not stay on the battle platform for long, stood up straight, and then walked down.

After stepping off the martial platform, Ling Fan did not leave immediately, and after returning to his previous seat, he began to recuperate.

He is now a high-profile existence, and after leaving the martial arts arena, even he doesn't know what will happen.

The state at this moment was not enough to deal with anything that might happen, so Ling Fan had to recover himself before leaving. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )