5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 163 No.1 Showdown, Sword Master VS Killing God

Listening to the conversation between Jiang Ling and the mysterious man, everyone present was shocked.

That kid with no cultivation actually killed Huashenqi with a sword, and even confronted an even more terrifying existence, his aura was not at all inferior.

How is this possible? When did such a number one person appear in the world?
Many forces also saw this scene through satellite photography, their eyes widened in shock, and they started to investigate the identity of this young man without cultivation.

At this time, on the island, wisps of light radiated from the head of Huashenqi who was killed by Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling took a sharp breath, opened his mouth and swallowed all the bright light.

These are the shattered primordial spirits, but they are great supplements, how can they be wasted.

Seeing him devouring Yuanshen, the killers and members of the killer battalion all gasped. Damn, this is too cruel.

"Very well, you are the first and the last one who dares to kill me in my territory and speak to me in this tone."

An ethereal voice came faintly, vibrating between heaven and earth.

"Boom."

The whole island was trembling, as if a sleeping behemoth was waking up, the nearby air stagnated, and everyone present felt a burst of chest tightness and was out of breath.

An invisible coercion descended on the entire island, forcing people to kneel on the ground one after another, unable to even raise their heads.

"This is a master."

Yuan Tiangang raised his head and looked into the distance in shock. He was congenitally perfect, yet he was crushed to the ground.

Not only him, but even the mighty Nascent Soul Stage were knocked to the ground by this terrifying coercion.

Those people were oppressed just by the impact of Yu Wei, but Jiang Ling was in the center of the coercion, and the impact was the strongest.

"Kakkaka..."

All the bones in his body made a fine and crisp sound, and his whole body was shaking, especially his legs were shaking non-stop.

"Heh, you can't even resist my coercion. You are not qualified to know my identity, and I am also not interested in knowing who you are."

That indifferent voice echoed in the air.

"Is this how much coercion you have?" Jiang Ling was calm and composed, even if he was trembling all over, he didn't lose his composure at all, everything was under his control, confident and indifferent.

The voice was silent for a moment before speaking: "I like your arrogance, I hope you can stand still soon."

As soon as the words fell, a coercion several times stronger than before washed over Jiang Ling like a flood that burst a bank.

"Crack."

The bones in Jiang Ling's body were almost broken, but his legs still stood straight, trembling, but not bent at all, like green pine rooted in the soil.

And the three ancestors of the killers who were not far away from him were all suppressed by the coercion and knelt on the ground, trembling with shock.

"That's right, it seems that you are at least in the middle stage of transformation, much better than those 4 trash." Jiang Ling nodded appreciatively.

The God Transformation Stage is also divided into small realms. When it comes to the Spirit Transformation Stage, every small difference in the realm is a difference. All the God Transformation Stages Jiang Ling encountered before were all early stages, and only this person in front of him may be in the middle stage of Spirit Transformation.

Listening to Jiang Ling's words, the group of people all showed strange expressions, as if they were pointing the younger generation.

"Haha, it's interesting, a person who doesn't even have a cultivation level can resist my coercion." Cold laughter echoed in the air.

Even his three disciples who had transformed into gods couldn't resist the coercion. Among all the people in the audience, only that guy with no cultivation could stand up and taunt him.

Thinking of these, he was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

"Little guy, you are very good, you are entitled to know my identity."

While speaking, a vague figure appeared out of nowhere with his hands behind his back, standing on the top of the mountain overlooking Jiangling.

"Who is he?"

The predator's ship had been detonated long ago, and the people who escaped from the ship went ashore one after another, and were forced to kneel on the ground, looking at the blurred figure in horror.

Facing everyone's horrified gazes, the figure said softly, "My name is Killing God."

"My God, what, is he the God of Killing? He is the God of Killing? No.1 in the world today.

He made a high-profile appearance half a month ago, and single-handedly slaughtered the most powerful force at that time, the Phantom Sect. His methods were extremely cruel, leaving no one alive. This shocked the whole world, and he was crowned No.1 in the world. "

"I heard that he appears and disappears like a ghost. No one knows his true identity. I didn't expect Killing God to be the leader of the Killer Battalion. No wonder the killing method is so cruel."

……

The crowd exploded, and everyone's eyes were full of fanaticism and horror.

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the God of Killing said to Jiang Ling calmly: "You broke into my territory and killed my subordinates, I will definitely kill you."

The indifferent voice resounded throughout the audience, everyone shut their mouths and dared not speak out, and the atmosphere at the scene became very strange.

In the silence, Jiang Ling smiled slightly: "You are quite good at putting on a show, and you have used my name. In this point, I am not as good as you."

"You!" Killing God suddenly couldn't calm down, and stared angrily.

"You're courting death." Enraged, he didn't care about his manners any more, and in an instant he was in front of Jiang Ling, punching him out with a simple and rough punch.

"That guy is dead, the No.1 God of Death in the world will do it himself, and he will be blown up with just one punch."

All the onlookers shook their heads.

"No, uncle is in danger." Mo Siyu was also pressed to the ground, staring closely at Jiangling.

Mo Youlan pursed her red lips, she must block them, so as not to cause accidents.

Under the circumstances of all living beings, the punch of Killing God arrived in front of Jiang Ling in the blink of an eye.

Many people covered their eyes, not wanting to see the bloody scene of pieces of meat and blood flying.

However, Jiang Ling was extremely calm. Seeing that the fist was about to approach him, he lightly punched him directly.

"boom."

The two fists intersected, and the air in the center of the collision was shot out with an arc of fire.

Feeling the strength of Jiang Ling's fist, Sha Shen's face changed slightly, which was very unexpected.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ling took a step forward, and the dark energy in his body exploded, and in the loud "bang" sound, the killing god retreated ferociously.

Killing God was shocked one after another and retreated a dozen steps before stabilizing his figure, leaving a series of heavy footprints on the ground.

All the people on the scene were stunned, staring closely at Shashen, their pupils constricted sharply.

Impossible, that is No. 1 in the world, and was repelled?
Can't fight against a young man without cultivation?

Everyone felt incredible.

Mo Youlan blinked her eyes, her brows were full of joy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the girl has grown up and she can't keep it anymore." Yuan Tiangang saw Mo Youlan's strange behavior, "Look, I told you, he is your true son."

"Master, if you talk nonsense again, I will confiscate your mobile phone."

"Don't, don't, I haven't watched the movie just downloaded yet." Yuan Tiangang smiled sheepishly, and covered his pockets tightly.

Hearing the exclamation at the scene, Killing God's face was gloomy: "It's interesting that you beat me back with pure flesh, but I was just playing with you just now, and I won't hold back from now on."

"Whatever you want." Jiang Ling curled his lips indifferently, anyway, he already got the bronze sword he wanted, so feel free to do other things.

Seeing Jiang Ling's indifferent attitude, Killing God felt insulted, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

"Don't worry, I am No.1 in the world, and I am fair. You have no cultivation base, and I don't need spiritual power. I will fight you with physical strength."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of applause from the crowd.

But to Jiang Ling's ears, it was a different feeling.

Physical confrontation, how should I put it, didn't this guy deliberately seek abuse?

"Within 3 strokes, I will tear you apart."

Killing God's tone was indifferent, and his heart was full of confidence. His body was like an electric shock and he landed behind Jiang Ling. He turned over and flew his knees.

"There is no need for 3 moves, 2 moves are enough."

Without turning his head, Jiang Ling punched him on the knee with a backhand, blocking the momentum of his impact, and then followed up with a turning and flying kick in a smooth flow.

With a loud bang of "Peng", the killing god was kicked out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the stone wall heavily, splashing a burst of dust.

"Two strokes are just right." Jiang Ling whispered to himself.

Everyone was stunned, and the sarcasm towards Jiang Ling froze on the spot.

This reversal of the situation makes people want to vomit blood.

"Who are you!" Killing God got up from the ground with a low tone.

"My lord, I have found out his identity."

When the audience was silent, one of his subordinates rushed out and shouted.

"Say." Killing God's voice was hoarse.

"He, he..." The man's voice trembled, and he looked at Jiang Ling in shock.

"He was No.1 in the world, the sword master!"

(End of this chapter)