The cold sword light flashed.

This time, the sword still did not carry any sword style, but the sword swing was more decisive and faster than any time......

Each flash of sword light was accompanied by a blood flower and a slow beat.

After the five swords, the only one standing on the field was Su Jianxing. Her opponents wailed as they clung to their bare arms, which had been severed from their wrists.

One hand per person, which is fair.

Perhaps the world is too peaceful, and the ordinary fights between the disciples do not involve lives, and the occasional injuries are only skin injuries, which do not damage the muscles and bones. So at first glance, when they saw the scene of broken palms flying sideways and blood all over the ground, those spectators outside the stadium were full of quiet tea, and then some people began to whisper.

"This, this—" Zhai Sheng, as a medical cultivator, had never seen such a terrifying scene in front of him, and he spread his hands and looked like six gods and no master.

Su Jianxing turned a blind eye to the bloodshed and wails in one place, looked at Senior Brother Wu coldly, and said in a flat tone: "Admit defeat, or die." ”

The pain coming from his wrist made Senior Brother Wu do his best not to exhale in pain, and now he was being pointed at by his opponent with a sharp sword. At this moment, he felt hopelessness.

He longed for someone to help save him at this moment, but the thought of it had not been in his mind for a moment before it dissipated. He had already remembered what this place was.

This is the test table, and he is standing on the test table with his four junior brothers at the moment to compete with the sword-wielding girl in front of him.

No, this is not an ordinary competition, this is a competition with a contract of life and death.

Life and death are contracted, and life and death are self-determined.

Is he going to die?

No, not yet. She hadn't killed herself yet, she still gave herself a chance. She just asked - admit defeat or die?

There seemed to be this unwarm sentence echoing in his ears, and Senior Brother Wu didn't even have time to weigh the results of these two choices, and a sentence burst through his throat and came out directly: "Admit defeat, admit defeat, I admit defeat!" I don't want to die-"

This sentence of begging for mercy was not in his mind, but after shouting this sentence, Senior Brother Wu did not feel a trace of regret, and even couldn't wait for Su Jianxing's reaction.

But to the disappointment of Senior Brother Wu, Su Jianxing's sword hand was very steady, and even though he heard his admitting defeat, he didn't move the long sword away for half a minute.

Why don't you let him go yet? Senior Brother Wu's heart that had just been put down was brought up again. He looked up at Su Jianxing with a deep doubt in his eyes.

Su Jianxing didn't look at him, but looked at the people behind him, and asked one by one, "Admit defeat or die?" ”

Those disciples had already suffered the pain of the initial severed hand, and although they were sweating profusely at the moment, they could also spare their minds to pay attention to Su Jianxing's movements.

They were as desperate as Senior Brother Wu, but after hearing Su Jianxing's question and Senior Brother Wu's answer, they suddenly found that there was still a glimmer of hope.

What else is there to choose from? Nature is fatal!

"I throw in the towel."

"Throw in the towel."

"I've lost, admit defeat!"

"Throw in the towel......"

The voices of admitting defeat sounded one after another. It wasn't until the last disciple chose the answer of "admit defeat" that Su Jianxing showed a slightly satisfied look and withdrew his long sword.

"What are you doing? Announce the results quickly. Su Jianxing set his eyes on Zhai Sheng, who was standing dumbly outside the competition hall.

Glancing at this emotionless eye, Zhai Sheng immediately came back to his senses from his stunned stuprence: "Oh, oh, good." He walked to the edge of the formation, and Lang Sheng confirmed with the disciples of Kaiyang Peak: "You all admit defeat, right?" ”

I had already said that I would admit defeat just now, and now I was asked again, and the person who asked me was only a deacon disciple. Senior Brother Wu's mood was extremely unhappy.

Perhaps this is the root of human inferiority, and if you can't beat someone who is stronger than yourself, it is easy to transfer hatred to other weak people.

Senior Brother Wu glared at Zhai Sheng fiercely without saying a word. It made Zhai Sheng's heart furious, and he didn't know what was wrong with his question, so he could only stubbornly say: "Senior Brother Wu, the result will be announced in a while, are you admitting defeat or ......?"

"What? Doesn't he throw in the towel? At this moment, Su Jianxing's voice with doubts came.

Senior Brother Wu suddenly trembled, retracted his fierce gaze staring at Zhai Sheng in embarrassment, and said in a trembling voice: "No, I admit defeat." After speaking, he glanced at Zhai Sheng again: "I admit defeat, do you hear clearly?" ”

Zhai Sheng nodded again and again: "I heard clearly." ”

There was only one prick, Senior Brother Wu, and several other disciples of Kaiyang Peak were very interesting, and Zhai Sheng scrambled to say before he even opened his mouth to ask: "I admit defeat, we all admit defeat." Hurry up and announce the results. ”

Zhai Sheng made a good record, nodded, and said loudly: "This test of life and death, Su Jianxing - win." ”

His voice reverberated through the entire arena without being high or low. There was silence in the stands for a moment before one cheer after another erupted.

Among them, Liu Lanting, who had already lost in the hands of Su Jianxing before, and a group of female cultivators of Fengyi Palace. Later, when they came, it was already dark and oppressive, and finally they had to find a corner to watch this competition.

After the competition, Liu Lanting couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Wu Qiongyu, who was on the side, saw that she was not in the right state, so she couldn't help but pull her sleeve and asked, "Senior Sister Liu, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Liu Lanting came back to her senses, stared at Su Jianxing in the field with a complicated face, and sighed: "I didn't lose unjustly." ”

It wasn't until she watched this competition at this moment that she finally admitted that she was inferior to Su Jianxing. One against five, it is her own current cultivation, not to mention winning, that is, the first five spirits to break the army formation, I am afraid that it will not be able to break it.

Su Jianxing was just so powerful in the early days of the Jindan Realm, if he grew up in the future, what would happen?

Xu is because the gap between them is too huge, Liu Lanting can't even raise a trace of jealousy and unwillingness in her heart at this moment, but a trace of anticipation is surging.

After announcing the results, Zhai Sheng opened the enchantment and asked the disciples of Shaguang Peak, who had hurried over, to carry the injured out for treatment.

The recontinuation of severed limbs is common in the immortal cultivation world, and it looks terrifying, but it can only be regarded as a minor injury, and it can be fully recovered after a year of recuperation at most, and it will not affect the subsequent use.

Among them, the most embarrassing thing is to find out their master for the five severed hands.

After the five people were carried away in a chaotic manner, Su Jianxing took a few steps back with his sword.

Her gaze wandered around, as if searching for something. Soon, her eyes were fixed on the ground somewhere, as if she had found her target. Then she walked briskly, stooping down to pick up something on the ground—her scabbard.

The long sword was put into the sheath, and he hung it on his waist casually, looking at the blood stain in front of him with a faint smell of rust, Su Jianxing frowned, snapped his fingers, and a water dragon spun and appeared.

The water dragon roared through the entire competition field, and all the places it passed through were clean and dust-free, without a trace of dirt.

Su Jianxing nodded with satisfaction. This land was borrowed by her, so naturally it had to be cleaned.

Taichen, who had not left the stands in the distance, saw this, and the corners of his mouth also smiled.

This smile was seen by Jiugao, who was turning around to leave, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"You—" Jiugao hesitated.

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