Chapter 1295: Fame moves the world

"Is there one?" Matthews ignored it, walked straight to the moon spirit deer in the corner, raised his eyebrows and asked the high platform: "If you take it, you win?"

The arrogant behavior, the cold expression, and the shocking table Xiàn in the previous moment directly detonated the audience in the next second.

The high-level martial venerable of the dignified arbitration kingdom, just one move to give the second?

It's too much of a genius to be a genius!

It's too much to treat Wuzun as Wuzun!

The style of that sword, the shock of that sword, is deeply engraved in the eyes, hearts, and souls of those who are fortunate enough to witness it.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!!" Mo Changge, who had not yet started the war in the distance, was furious on the spot, that was the successor of the First Marshal of Arbitration!

The Great Qian Dynasty and the others all had gloomy faces, and the rest of the heirs of the forbidden land, empire, and kingdom all frowned, what had just happened? Sneak attack? Framed? Most of them didn't care about Matthews's battlefield, they looked at Gu Lingfeng more, but at that moment, a terrifying killing sword aura shook the whole audience, and many people felt a chill all over their bodies, and when they looked at it in shock, there was only blood and spilled limbs all over the ground, only thrown heads, and only black painted halberds that fell to the ground.

"You, your opponent is not me, not interested. Matthews took control of the Moon Spirit Deer and asked again towards the high platform, "What else do you need to do?"

"No need! Die!!" Mo Changge would never tolerate it.

Suddenly, with a click, a dazzling light tore through the space and swept towards Mo Changge, the temperature between heaven and earth plummeted, and a cold aura filled the audience, which was a very rare ability - the light of destruction.

Specialized in depriving people of the ability to live, like the scythe of death.

Mo Changge was frightened, and hurriedly dodged, Rao is so, the beam of destruction pierced his left shoulder, poof, the pillar of light broke the flesh and skin, reaching into the air, there was no blood, only death.

"Uhhh The face is twisted and painful, the right hand is clutching the left shoulder, and the pierced part is rapidly wilting, from the skin to the flesh to the bones, wilting, decaying, and losing consciousness!

Many people frowned again, and their faces were shocked.

"You sneak attack me?!" Mo Changge resisted to suppress his left shoulder, but the corrupted part continued to spread, quickly extending from the shoulder to the entire arm, which was a domineering stunt of heaven and man, once touched, it was extremely difficult to eliminate.

"If I sneak attack, you won't destroy your arm, but ......" Gu Lingfeng nodded his head and snorted coldly in return.

"Wow!!" Mo Changge roared, his spiritual power surged, and he hit three heavy blows in a row, forcibly sealing his left arm, and his face turned pale.

"You're gone, hehe, it's easy. Gu Lingfeng's dry sneer fell on some people's ears and was extremely harsh.

"Fart!!Unless I die, I will never step down!" Mo Changge got up angrily.

"Stop!" Han Shaofeng roared angrily to stop.

Whoosh! Many Holy Land powerhouses rushed into the sky above the ring, intimidating all the teams.

Qiao Ba and the others inhaled secretly, their expressions solemn and silent.

The eyes of all the saints were shining, and they all stared at Matthews, as if they wanted to see him thoroughly!

What happened just now, could it be that he used some kind of powerful weapon?

"There's something hidden in his body!" the Pure Land Monk 'Sacred Words' found an anomaly in Matthews' body, and his words implied questioning.

Qiang!!

There was a sonorous stone shattering the sky, and a sword qi shook the space.

The Blazing Sun Sword broke through its body and turned into a surging sword tide, rising into the sky and plunging into the sky.

The sword moves the eight wildernesses, and the mountains and rivers roar.

The Blazing Sun Sword emitted ten thousand rays of light, as if thousands of sword qi filled the sky, as if it wanted to penetrate the sky, crush the mountains and rivers, and the blazing light was like a blazing sun shining on the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, all the martial artists in the audience felt shocked, and subconsciously wanted to make an offensive posture.

"I have a sword in my body, what's wrong??" Matthews said silently, and his eyes turned into a terrifying sword body, with a sharpness that pierced through space.

Boom!!

The terrifying sword movement, deafening, surged out of Matthews's body, and the other six fierce swords were not unsheathed, but they had already inspired a fierce ferocity.

He stood arrogantly, but he was like a god of the world, and like the only remaining killing god on the vast blood-colored battlefield, giving people endless slaughtering momentum, giving people endless desolation and blood.

At this moment, even many demi-saints frowned slightly, sensing a bit of threat.

"Who are you?" Qiao Ba stopped the vigilance of the audience and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

"The people who have lost their country, the wanderers of the mountains, Matthews. Matthews's eyes froze, and all the sword qi and arrogance of the Blazing Sun Sword instantly recovered, and he trembled, as if piercing through the golden cracked stone, piercing the space, and piercing his head.

The audience suddenly burst into exclamations, but ...... Poof...... The sharp sword entered the body, and there was no trace, and there was no tragic scene of broken limbs.

Trembling, if wearing a golden cracked stone, it echoed in the first martial arts arena for a long time, echoing in the vast valley of the wicked.

Matthews stood indifferently in the ring, without the slightest terrifying aura, without any sharp sword aura, like an ordinary martial artist, like an arrogant knight.

The sword is unsheathed, roaring mountains and rivers, moving forward, and the sword is returned to the sheath, silent mountains and ancient times, without waves.

The audience was silent for a long time, and the expression of looking at Matthews changed again and again.

The prestige of this sword left too much shock, and it made Tang Yan and other old brothers slightly discolored, two years of cultivation in the Ancient Beast Mountain brought Matthews too much transformation and growth, or the full fusion of the seven fierce swords, which made his whole person sublimated.

"Is he Tang Yan's friend?" Zhao Huan's face was not very good-looking.

Xue Tianchen and Sophian of the Demon Town Temple exchanged colors with each other, and they both saw a little shock in each other's eyes. And Xue Tianchen is even more unprecedentedly interested in challenging a man who is one level lower than himself.

"Raising a sword with blood, using his body as a sheath, and a ruthless man. ”

"His martial arts are unique. ”

"I guess the sword inside him is extraordinary!"

The United Empire of Thomafison, the Holy Empire, the Heavenly Power Empire, and even the major forbidden lands all made small noises, and all kinds of eyes fell on the arrogant and upright blond figure.

The power of a sword deters the heroes.

He said that the alliance is over, and the name of this sword god and Matthews is destined to move the world!

"Brother Han, Brother Chu, do you emphasize that you can't kill people?" Ling Qingnuma suddenly asked, breaking the almost frozen atmosphere of the audience.

"This ...... I...... I seem to have forgotten to emphasize that you can't kill. Han Shaofeng frowned and responded, the two holy monks of Liuhe and Wuyin thought about it carefully, as if they really didn't particularly emphasize that they couldn't kill people.

They repeatedly mentioned the cruelty of competition, repeatedly reminded everyone to go all out, and deliberately emphasized the importance of competition, but it seems that there is really no separate and clear proposal that no one can die. After all, the recruits are people with status, and they should understand the consequences of the dead.

But who would have thought ......

The first challenge was directly divided into corpses, which was neat and neat, and the spirit was destroyed, which broke Shen Lian's hope for reincarnation, and those who died could not die again.

"Since there is no reminder, this death is an accident, and Matthews will not be held responsible, and I, the Valley of the Wicked, will be responsible!"

"What?!" Even Qiao Ba was a little stunned, and subconsciously looked at Ling Qingnuma.

What are you kidding! The Wicked Valley is in charge of the death of the heir of the commander of the kingdom in the grand court! How can the Valley of the Wicked be responsible! How can it be explained like the Arbitration Kingdom! Not to mention that the current Arbitration Kingdom is covered by the Great Qianhuang Dynasty!

"The Valley of the Wicked is responsible to the end. "Ling Qingnuma's face does not change, and his words are insistent, not like a joke.

They signaled to each other and stopped pursuing it.

"Be responsible?!How can you be responsible!!Can you still bring the dead back to life?" Mo Changge was indignant, he was usually very calm, but today's incidents were one after another, and it was really too deceitful.

Zhao Huan and the others looked ugly, and the Valley of the Wicked seemed to be a little partial!

"When we say responsible, we mean to give you an account. The challenge continues! Those who do not want to participate can withdraw immediately! Never be forced to stay!!" Ling Qingnuma's eyes lit up, and the heavens and the earth shook, like a muffled thunder exploding from the vast clouds, and everyone's hearts trembled, and they did not dare to make any presumptuous discussions.

"Is that okay now?" Matthews asked Gao Tai a third time.

Han Shaofeng looked back at Ling Qingnuma again, and after receiving a positive signal, he announced with a calm face: "The first round of the challenge is over, Matthews wins, and the test is passed!"

Walked down the ring with the moon spirit deer, walked to the corner under the strange gaze of the audience, stood with his sword in his hand, cold and silent, with a kind of indifference of a passer-by in the world.

"Can't kill, can it be scrapped? can't be scrapped, can it be hurt? Hurt what Cheng dù is not considered a violation, give a clear definition of labor!!" Gu Lingfeng's voice drew the audience's attention back to the challenge.