Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 952 Establishing a Country (23)
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The scene was a bit chaotic, and many people had already seen the signs of Cui Lin's lack of true energy. More than a dozen people stepped up the steps together, and they seemed to want to take advantage of Cui Lin's lack of true energy to take the position of the leader.

"Everyone, don't mess up, come one by one!"

Finally, Yu Wenshang spoke again, and stood there holding a sharp blade. He has cultivated to the eighth level of the earth, and he is considered a good master in the entire Yan Kingdom. The most rare thing is that Yu Wenshang not only possesses tyrannical strength, but also An excellent general who leads troops to fight, which is why he is so relied on by King Yan.

After Yu Wenshang spoke, the chaotic group of people immediately became restrained. Not long after, after a discussion, a strong man with a tiger-headed sword came up to the stage, clasped his fists at Cui Lin and smiled: "I am from Liaodong County, my surname is Lin, the third child at home, you can call me Lin Saner, I am a blacksmith, and I learned some simple combat skills from a full-time master when I was young, please teach me!"

Cui Lin looked at Lin San, the disdain in his eyes became more and more intense, and he said with a smile: "Even a brash man like you who doesn't know a single word actually wants to participate in the sword-grabbing conference, even if you win, you can hold the Lingxi sword With your status, are you worthy of Princess Yanyao?"

Lin San laughed loudly, patted his chest and said loudly: "What is unworthy, I just want to beat you on stage!"

"Insanity!"

Cui Lin's eyes were fierce, and he drew out his sword suddenly, the blade devoured Lin San's abdomen like a poisonous snake, but he didn't want to make a sound of "ding", the Gang Qi on Lin San's body unexpectedly shook Cui Lin's sword away!

"How could this be?"

Cui Lin yelled secretly, but it was too late, the result of underestimating the enemy was a disastrous defeat. At the next moment, Lin Sanxiong's powerful palm hit Cui Lin's abdomen, and suddenly there was a sound of bones breaking, and Cui Lin spurted out With a mouthful of blood, the whole person fell off the stage like a kite, and rolled down the stone steps. He was already dead!
The whole audience was shocked, and another life was lost. In order to compete for the leader of this sword-seizing conference, this place is destined to be stained with red blood, and in the end, only one person can win, and this person will soon become the master of Lingxi Sword, Yan Yao. The princess' husband, and the general of Yan.

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Lin San stood on the stage, holding a long knife, and said in a low voice: "Anyone who is not convinced, just come and try!"

So, another rookie came to the stage in a mess, and was killed one by one by Lin San. This blacksmith was very vicious, and the tiger head knife killed more than ten people in less than half an hour. Everyone looked at him with admiration. He was actually a master with the strength of the seventh level of the earth. His sword skills were like a god, and he played imperviously.

"..."

Ye Yang was silent.

Zhang Tianhe said: "Ziyu, what are you thinking, why didn't you say a word?"

Ye Yang smiled: "I'm counting the time, it's only an hour before noon, half of the noon sword-grabbing meeting is held, hmph, those people with real unique skills should also appear!"

"Oh, like this……"

(End of this chapter)