Nan Jian smiled, "Yes!" he said coldly, "What if I win." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

A sneer of contempt came out of the corners of the other party's mouth, "This is a duel of life and death!" he said, "There is no possibility that there will be a second outcome." ”

"What if the second outcome happens!"

"And what do you want?"

Nan Jian still smiled and said, "Then please dismantle this platform, and don't kill people in public here again!"

"Yes!" As he spoke, the sword in Tang Ning's hand was already out of its sheath.

The murderous sword was unsheathed again, and everyone believed in him, and everyone thought that this person who did not know whether to live or die, this swordsman named Nanjian, would definitely die at this moment.

The result?

As a result, Nan Jian turned around and left, just like the sword star soul chasing Liu Yifan who was killed by Tang Ning's fast sword just now, as soon as the other party's sword came out, after that, he turned around and left! At that moment, everyone thought that he was also like the sword star soul chasing Liu Yifan, and he didn't even get the opportunity to draw his sword.

In this way, he resolutely walked towards the steps.

At this moment, Liu Zhongmen, the eldest disciple of Liujiang Sword Sect, began to feel cold again, and the hope of life that he had just seen was cold. At this moment, it disappeared again.

It was as if his winter had come early.

So, he began to stand in the position where he was standing just now, and continued to wait for Young Master Tang's fast sword to be unsheathed. However, the people in the audience no longer paid attention to the two of them, and the eyes of everyone in the audience followed Nan Jian closely, following him down every step of the sword testing platform, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear that they would miss the miracle left by Young Master Tang's sword on his neck.

Just as he walked down the last step of the stairs and stepped on the flat ground, there were also four men in black, who carried a newly made coffin with very skillful movements, and quickly ran in front of Nanjian. Similarly, one of the men, with a very sad look, politely asked him: "Nan Shaoxia, can you be buried?"

When Nan Jian heard this, he was very puzzled, "What did you say!" he asked him calmly.

The other party was a little surprised, this was the first time they had encountered a new situation in this work for many years--there were still people who walked down the steps after receiving a sword from Young Master Tang, and they didn't understand the meaning of what they said.

He sneered, but he didn't doubt at all that there would be another possibility on the other party, and at the same time, he quickly glanced at the people around him, and saw that everyone was looking at Nan Jian with that look of surprise and sympathy, and he was even more convinced that the other party's situation must be more serious - it must be, his mind was unconscious earlier than the others!

So, he shouted loudly at Nanjian, just like talking to an old man with bad hearing, and opened his voice and shouted: "Do you want to put you in a coffin!"

With a snap, there was a slap like a firecracker in the audience, and the person who was beaten was the person who spoke loudly just now. With a very strange expression, he covered his face and watched Nan Jian walk towards the surging crowd without saying a word.

Strangely enough, when all the people saw him coming, they looked very solemn and compassionate, and took the initiative to make way for him, as if they were giving way to a dead man who was being carried, and they kept their eyes on his neck, and moved away from his feet to make way for him.

Nanjian walked unimpeded and walked straight to the carriage parked outside the Bishuiwan Manor. People saw a plump girl who was carried into the carriage by him. Then he himself got into the carriage and took out the whip of the horse, and with a slight swing of the whip in his hand on the horse's thigh, the horse went out like a sword.

So, a group of spectators followed the carriage and rushed forward like a tide! These people, they must see how long this person with such tenacious vitality can survive after being hit by Young Master Tang's sword.

The people in the audience were all gone, and Liu Zhongmen, the eldest disciple of Liujiang Sword Gate, stood on the sword test platform, as if he had been waiting for a century. However, he never dared to disturb the other party in advance, he thought that it was good to stand like this - after all, his eyes could see the world, his ears could hear the world, and his heart was still pounding! In this way, he was already very satisfied, and he really hoped that Young Master Tang would not suddenly talk to him.

About two hours later, there were only fifty or sixty masters of the rivers and lakes armed with swords left in the audience! Everyone was puzzled as to why the two of them were so quiet on the stage, and why they didn't say a word!

"Why don't you do it yet?" Suddenly, Liu Zhongmen, the eldest disciple of Liujiang Sword Sect, heard someone in the audience shouting and asking. When he heard this, he was startled. It was as clear as hearing thunder, as if he suddenly felt that Young Master Tang's sword had suddenly stabbed at him, which made him frightened and frightened.

He raised his head and looked at the other party, only to see that there was a black spot like a fly attached to Young Master Tang's eyebrows. At that moment, he was taken aback! Where was the fly, it was clearly a sword wound - a sword wound left by Nan Jian two hours ago.

In other words, he had already been killed by Nanjian two hours ago! However, the opponent's sword was so fast that life had stopped before the deceased could feel the pain. That's why he always has a confident smile on his face!

He discovered the secret, and only he knew why.

Now, here's his chance – and here's his chance to make a splash!

"Young Master Tang, I don't have time to wait for you any longer, let's take out the sword!" he said, brazenly drawing out the sword.

With a bang, Sen Leng's sword light pierced the sky, and also waved a sunset on the horizon into two sections. After the sword flash, his sword was already in its sheath. However, he did not turn around and left, he looked down the stage and beckoned to the four men carrying the coffin.

The four men were stunned, not knowing what he meant. After all, for so many years, they had not encountered such a situation just now, which made their hearts completely bottomless.

Therefore, the four men carrying the coffin stood still, just looking at him with a confused expression. After all, one of them was slapped by Nan Jian just now, and five distinct finger prints were still on that person's face!

No one wants to be the first to eat crabs!

So, Liu Zhongmen on the stage drank at them, "What are you still stunned about," he angrily scolded them and said, "Come up and bury Young Master Tang!"

It's terrible, hearing this, the crowd has exploded!

All the martial arts people in the audience were surprised in their hearts, as if this terrible demon had been killed by themselves. Because, from now on, everyone present can continue to laugh and be proud of the rivers and lakes, and they can all proudly say: "Before I make a move, Young Master Tang will already be dead!"

At this time, the four men who carried the coffin had lifted the coffin onto the sword testing platform for the first time in the world. And, put Downing's body into the coffin. The coffin was carried away, and only Liu Zhongmen, the eldest disciple of Liujiang Jianmen, was left on the stage, and the celebrities in the audience all bowed to him below, and shouted loudly:

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Liu Daxia for becoming the fastest sword in the world!"

Liu Zhongmen returned the salute to everyone one by one, and from that moment on, Liu Zhongmen's name shocked the rivers and lakes! )