Heavenly Sword God Emperor

Chapter 143 The second battle in the arena (5 more)
"In the second battle, it really was him again."

"I will bet on him for the time being in this battle."

"I don't know who his opponent is in the second battle?"

In the underground arena, a desert world appeared on the mask.

The moment the desert appeared, a boy with a silver mask appeared at the same time. Seeing this boy, countless strong people in the underground arena were surprised, and the voices of discussion were endless.

Soon, in the desert, an overwhelming sword intent descended.

The sword intent swept across the yellow sand, and the entire desert trembled.

At the same time, a ray of sword light pierced through the air.

I saw a young man appearing in the desert with a long sword in his hand.

A young man with unparalleled sword intent.

The overwhelming sword intent just now emanated from him.

The whole person is almost one with the sword.

"Ling Jian."

"It's Ling Jian."

"This is wonderful."

"Ling Jian, will you instantly kill that silver-masked boy with one strike?"

"I don't know if Ling Jian will use his sword this time."

In the underground arena, there are nearly [-] strong spectators.

It was shocking to see the youth appearing.

The entire arena is full of Ling Jian's name. In the underground arena, Ling Jian is simply a miracle, invincible at the same level, and even in many arena battles, he killed his opponent without even using his sword.

"Ling Jian~"

"Ling Jian~"

"Ling Jian~"

The cheers continued.

Countless Tianjiao seem to have seen their idols.

There is admiration and respect in the eyes.

At this moment, countless strong men who were going to bet on the silver-masked boy made a new choice without hesitation, placing a larger amount on Ling Jian.

Because, in their eyes.

Ling Jian can bring them great wealth and absolute victory.

Even, they guessed that Ling Jian would kill the silver masked boy without using his sword.

In other words, Ling Jian was able to kill the silver-masked boy in one blow, just like the silver-masked boy killed Xuetu in one blow in the last battle.

"Your Highness, do you think it is possible for him to defeat Ling Jian?"

Yan Bo turned his head and looked at Ji Ling beside him.

Open your mouth and ask Ji Ling.

Because, from the beginning to the end, Ji Ling didn't show any worry.

Could it be that Her Highness the Princess has confidence in this seemingly ordinary boy, or is it that Her Royal Highness doesn't care about this boy's life and death, so she can't help but wonder.

"Uncle Yan will know after looking at it."

A smile appeared on Ji Ling's face.

She is so beautiful, her smile is like a spring breeze blowing on her face.

If it is other strong people, or above the fifth level of the Good Fortune Realm, she will still worry about Lin Ye, but as long as the opponent's cultivation base has not reached the fifth level of the Good Fortune Realm, she will not have the slightest worry.

After finishing speaking, Mei Mu looked at the screen on the mask.

"You shouldn't be in the ring."

Ling Jian's cold voice sounded.

That voice was as cold as the long sword in his hand.

The whole person has awe-inspiring sword intent, like a divine sword standing proudly between heaven and earth.

With him as the center, there are unparalleled sword intents within a radius of several miles.

Moreover, the sword intent is becoming more and more overbearing.

The yellow sand in the desert is churning, and the killing intent is cold.

"You use a sword."

"Pity."

Lin Ye said lightly, the whole person was very plain.

Not even the slightest emotion.

With hands behind his back, he walked towards Ling Jian step by step, strolling, as if in his own back garden, directly ignoring Ling Jian's sword intent.

Seventy percent sword intent, overbearing and unparalleled.

If other strong men faced such sword intent, the sword intent alone would be able to seriously injure the opponent.

"Boom~"

Seventy percent of the sword intent.

Encountered Qicheng's sword intent.

Sword intent and sword intent collided.

A sound of destruction erupted in the space, and yellow sand flew wildly.

Uh ~
Ling Jian shook his body and took a step back.

When he saw that Lin Ye was moving forward as usual without being affected in the slightest, he couldn't help being surprised, the same [-]% artistic conception, but he was crushed by Lin Ye.

Suddenly, the expression on his face changed.

Without hesitation at this moment, the long sword in his hand was drawn out of its sheath, and a sword was drawn towards the forest.

In an instant, the world changed color.

Unparalleled sword intent, unrivaled sword light and sword light.

Piercing through the space, blasting towards the forest.

This sword, like a flying fairy from the sky, is unparalleled in the world.

At the same time, the power of the sacred weapon on the long sword distorted the space and merged with the sword glow, and its power soared several times.

"The ultimate knife."

With a movement of Lin Ye's divine sense, the Heavenly Flame Sacred Sword appeared in his hand.

Tianyan Sacred Knife swung it out.

The ultimate knife, this is the real ultimate.

Existence beyond Jiuzhong.

Immediately, the power of the sacred weapon merged with the unparalleled sword light, and blasted towards Ling Jian's sword light. At this moment, two worlds appeared on this desert.

A world full of sword glow, full of destructive sword intent.

A world of sword light is full of awe-inspiring sword intent.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers.

The sword is the tyrant of a hundred soldiers.

At this moment, the two super evildoers cut out the sword glow and sword glow with [-]% artistic conception.

This battle is a duel of knives and swords.

bang~
Kacha~
chi chi~
Space, cracked.

Heaven and earth, twisted.

The sword glow and the sword glow kept colliding.

For a time, there was no distinction at all.

Nearly [-] strong men watched the battle in the underground arena. At this moment, they all held their breath and stared at the mask, feeling extremely shocked in their hearts. This is the battle between geniuses and strong men.

They never expected that the boy with the silver mask would be so strong that he could fight Ling Jian.

"your Highness."

"You know this friend, it's really amazing."

"What do you think he has a chance of winning?"

Yan Bo was shocked.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that that seemingly ordinary human boy was a real super evildoer, and Her Royal Highness really had a good eye.

Being able to fight Ling Jian evenly, this kind of character is absolutely monstrous.

"In this world."

"No one knows sword better than him."

Ji Ling didn't say anything about Lin Ye's certainty of winning or losing.

But he uttered a very important sentence, if Bo Yan didn't know that Her Royal Highness would not lie, he would not have believed what Ji Ling said, because what Lin Ye used now was not a sword but a knife.

His opponent is the super kendo monster.

He naturally didn't believe that a genius who used a knife was a swordsman.

Boom~
Above the desert, a burst of roaring and bursting finally stopped.

In the endless dust and sword glow.

A figure stepped out.

The thin boy with a silver mask walked out of the center of destruction first.

Seeing this scene, the strong men watching the battle in the underground arena were shocked.

Because, the boy with the silver mask didn't have the slightest scar on his body, he was calm and calm, with a confident smile on his mouth, and his hands behind his back.

Walking around is like taking a walk in your own back garden.

puff~
After the silver mask boy walked out.

In the center of destruction, there was a sound of spurting blood.

After the dust and sand fell and the light of the sword and sword dissipated, Ling Jian's figure appeared in the sight of all the strong men.

It's just that Ling Jian's situation at the moment is not good, very bad.

I saw that the long sword in Ling Jian's hand was stuck on the ground, and the whole person was supported by the long sword so as not to fall down. The expression on his face was full of disbelief and unwillingness, and blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

There were scars all over his body, and there was no perfect place.

(End of this chapter)