Yi Ling's eyes looked at the strong man opposite, and said coldly, "Are you ready?"

When the strong man heard this, his eyes flashed, and he didn't answer, but the momentum on his body exploded instantly, and wisps of powerful sword power diffused out, and he was actually a sword cultivator.

The strong man's footsteps lifted and stepped forward. Above his head, wisps of sword qi condensed and emerged, like ten thousand swords unsheathed, ringing loudly. Not only that, but there was also a terrifying thunderous light shining in the void.

"Since you are good at swords, then I will accompany you to compete with swords. Feeling the powerful sword power surging from the opposite side, Yi Ling said in a calm voice, and then his eyes instantly became extremely fierce. An equally sharp sword intent fluctuation roared out from its body.

"I'm so proud. In the surrounding crowd, the eyes of many people flickered. When Yi Ling said this, it was obvious that he was not a sword cultivator himself, but he wanted to fight with a sword, and his temperament was really quite proud. Of course, this also shows that he is extremely confident in his own strength.

"Hmph!" the strong man snorted coldly when he heard this, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. Then his arm stretched out forward, and a thunderous explosion rang out in the void. A sword ray was like thunder, carrying the terrifying power of thunder and striking out, slashing through the sky. Suddenly, the terrifying Thunder Sword Power crushed through the void, and the crowd seemed to see a Thunder Sword tearing through the sky and slashing towards Yi Ling.

Seeing this amazing sword, everyone's eyes were filled with a look of shock. The identity of this strong man is actually the war slave of the Divine Bird Pavilion. A war slave has such strength, which shows how rich the foundation of the Divine Bird Pavilion is.

This war slave slashed out with a sword, like a thunderbolt across the sky, and like a raging wind tearing through the sea, and a powerful martial will was revealed in it. Ordinary people of the same realm are probably not his opponents.

However, I saw that Na Yiling stood still and did not move, as if he did not see the thunder sword that broke through the sky. That sword light instantly descended in front of him, and many people even closed their eyes. When this sword falls, Yi Ling will lose half his life if he doesn't die. However, the red flame burning sky on the seat was unchanged and quite calm.

Since he sent Yi Ling to fight, he naturally knew what the latter's strength was. A war slave of the same realm is just an opponent of Yi Ling at all.

"Boom!"

The thunderous sonic boom resounded in the air, and everyone's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling essence, only to see that after the thunderous sword light fell, it actually stopped in front of Yi Ling without warning.

Around Yi Ling's body, there were wisps of substantial sword intent flowing rapidly, and the invisible sword path air flow surrounded him, and finally formed a terrifying sword qi storm centered on his body.

In the space, there was a terrifying sound of sword roars, and Yi Ling's soles took a step forward, and his palms pointed out. Suddenly, that terrifying storm of sword qi soared upward, tearing that thunderous sword light apart.

The strong man's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he stepped forward. Before he took a step, the thunder sword power on his body was fierce, and a sharp sword shadow appeared behind him, and then shot out frantically, as if he wanted to bury Yi Ling's body in it.

However, the storm of sword intent around Yi Ling's body became more and more terrifying, and in a twist, all the sword shadows that were killed were shattered, and none of them were spared.

The next moment, Yi Ling's body moved, and a sword qi appeared in his hand. He was lightning fast and followed the sword.

At this moment, a bright sword light suddenly appeared in the void. This sword was extremely bright, piercing the eyes, making the strong man's eyes subconsciously close.

Then, that sword light instantly brightened to the extreme. Not only was it bright, but it was also cold, extremely cold! The sword light broke through the air, and the strong man's body suddenly stiffened.

On the top of his neck, a horizontal line of blood appeared. Then the crimson blood mist exploded in an instant, staining the whole body red. In the air, a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

The strong man opened his eyes and stared at Yi Ling in front of him, and then his body fell on his back and died of exhaustion.

"What a fast sword!" came a low exclamation from the crowd. A look of astonishment and surprise appeared in the eyes of many, staring at the corpse on the ground.

No wonder the Red Flame Burning Cang would send this Yi Ling to fight, this person's strength was so strong. didn't practice swordsmanship, but killed a sword cultivator of the same realm with one blow.

Duanmu Qing glanced at the corpse on the ground, and there was no fluctuation on his face. This kind of thing is commonplace. At every treasure hunt, there will be war slaves who die in battle. In fact, these war slaves not only have no personal freedom, but they also usually carry out some dead characters, which are simply the dead soldiers cultivated by the Divine Bird Pavilion. It makes no difference whether you die outside or here.

"Lift it down. Duanmu said coldly, then raised his hand to take the golden flame furnace and handed it to Yi Ling. Yi Ling stretched out his hand to take it, bowed slightly to Duanmu Qing, and then returned to the seat where the Red Flame Burning Sky was and sat down.

"At the Treasure Hunting Meeting, you can actually kill people?" Yu Wenxi looked at the scene on the stage and frowned slightly. This Divine Bird Pavilion is really like a mustard.

"In principle, since you participate in the treasure hunt, you are tantamount to acquiescing in the danger, which naturally includes death. It's just that very few people will really kill each other, unless they have old grudges against each other. After all, those who can come to participate in the treasure hunt are all big names with extraordinary status. It's just that it's a war slave who has just come to power, so if he dies, he dies. Zi Yuwei said softly, but her face was also a little not good-looking, obviously a little disliked Na Yiling.

Yu Wenxi shook his head, although he was also quite disgusted, but after all, this matter had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't change the situation, so he sighed and stopped talking.

After that, the treasure hunting will continue, Duanmu Qing took out one treasure after another, and everyone competed with each other. Some treasures are used to challenge war slaves, while others are contested by both sides and then fight. The number of treasures on those jade platforms is also becoming smaller and smaller.

Yu Wenxi has been watching quietly, he came here with the original intention of opening his eyes, gaining knowledge, and joining in the fun, not because he had to buy anything, so he never participated in the treasure hunt. The main thing is that there are no treasures that make him feel excited during this period.

At this time, on the stage, Duanmu Qing walked in front of a jade platform again, and then with a flick of his palm, the light of the spirit array disappeared, revealing the treasures inside. It was an extremely gorgeous necklace, the whole body was strung with purple-gold crystals, and in the center was a sky-blue gemstone, like a pure and immaculate ocean, and a rich wave of water spiritual power fluctuated from it. Take a look at the latest chapters of "Wangu Xihuang Claw Book House" and read it for free for the first time.