I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

However, after watching a few games, Lin Meng felt that Mu Tianyang was very strange.

In other words, the sword intent it uses is strange.

The will of martial arts such as sword intent can reflect the user's mind and mood to a large extent, but it is the realization of human mind.

In the rumors of the arena, Mu Tianyang is selfless, almost completely unkind, only upholding some absolute justice.

It is reasonable to say that Mu Tianyang's sword intent should be the same, upright and open, full of awe-inspiring aura.

But Mu Tianyang's sword intent is more than that.

Lin Meng's sword intent used by his men felt like a celestial ruler or a heavenly scale, with absolute justice and unquestionable indifference in his sword intent, and he adhered to a certain center line without any deviation.

This feeling made Lin Meng frown.

It's so strange, how can even a person with integrity maintain a mindset of absolute justice without the slightest deviation and use such a sword intent.

Even a straight long sword will have undetectable uneven deviations during the forging process, not to mention the hearts of the people!

Everything in this world is supposed to be impermanent, changeable, not absolute.

The blame for Mu Tianyang's sword intent is here, its sword intent actually represents an unbiased and absolutely fair mood!

This is nothing like a sword intent that people can display!

This sword intent is like... Tiangong, Tiangong!

Lin Meng was suddenly startled, and realized that Mu Tianyang's sword intent was like his name, God!

Heaven is the most fair and righteous!

If there is something in this world that is absolute, without the slightest deviation or error, then there is only the movement of heaven.

And this Mu Tianyang's sword intent is like the way of heaven, upholding absolute justice, following that unbiased supreme truth!

"Weird... weird. What is his origin!"

Lin Meng murmured, Wu Chan turned his head and patted Lin Meng on the shoulder and asked, "What? What are you doubting again?"

Lin Meng shook his head and said nothing.

Now he himself couldn't see why, let alone guessing nonsense.

"Oh! It's worthy of the list of the world's 100-wen list, it is better to see it! This is the first day I have seen these eye-opening wizards!"

Lin Meng sighed, shook his head, and looked at the third madman in the arena. He happened to see him tear off the arm of a master of physical training with one claw. The scene was very terrifying, and the other party quickly conceded and picked up. The dropped arm jumped off the stage.

Lin Meng frowned and pointed to Wu Chan and asked, "What is the origin of that person?"

Wu Chan also looked at the person, but also didn't know the origin of that person, shook his head and said:

"I only know that this person's name is Fang Bai, who is practicing in the Freedom Realm, and the methods are very powerful. As for where this person came from, and what kind of school, he didn't have the slightest name in the rivers and lakes."

Lin Meng frowned.

The white-clothed young man named Fang Bai has white hair hanging down his shoulders, wearing a loose and simple white long-sleeved exercise clothes stained with blood, with a white wiping forehead on top of his head, no fancy, simple to outrageous. At the point, it looks like wearing a linen and wearing a filial piety, the whole body is white, even the skin color is very fair.

This person Lin Meng also observed for a while. From the moment he entered the ring, he has been winning streak all the way to the present, and none of the opponents he has encountered can resist him.

Moreover, this person started very harshly, and those who were fighting with him were either killed or injured. From the moment he entered the ring, he killed 13 masters in a row.

Either the head was torn off or he was killed with a punch. There were three hundred arena in the three big arenas, and the bloodiest one was the bloodiest on the one he was in. The blood was almost covering the whole arena.

Although there is no eye for fists and knives, there are many things that make you crippled or killed in the competition. There are also rules at the conference. If you don't take the initiative to admit defeat, you will be beaten to death and you can't blame others.

But this person is different. The tricks are extremely fierce, just to kill him, but anyone who can kill the enemy with one stroke will never be seriously injured, and the thirteen physical cultivation who died under his hand were all killed by one stroke. , It is too late to admit defeat and die.

Looking at the three big arenas, there are a total of three hundred competitions, and now only this person has died in the arena, and 13 people died in a row!

With his reputation for killing thirteen people in succession, there are fewer monks who challenge him in the future. Many monks think it is better to be extremely afraid of him and unwilling to choose his arena to fight, and the monks who subsequently challenge him have also become Some powerful people who are quite confident.

His record of thirteen consecutive killings ends here, but the monks who later challenged him are much better than those who died before, but they are not his opponents. Although they have the opportunity to admit defeat, they are all seriously injured and disabled. A broken arm is a broken leg.

It's all a trick!One move can tear off human limbs, just like a humanoid beast!

And up to now, this man has fought 37 games in a row, 13 people died and 24 people were disabled. Up to now, he hasn't shown any real skills, and he used some common martial arts, and he took the path of skill. .

Even with some less powerful moves, you can completely crush a group of physical training skills in one move to win the enemy, one move kills!Extremely rich combat experience!

What's more, this person didn't change his face from beginning to end, even when his subordinates murdered, and his expression had always been very indifferent. At first glance, he was used to seeing people who were accustomed to fighting and bleeding and crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

With such a strong physical training, how can it be impossible to borrow and nameless in the arena!

Could it be... what is the descendant of the Hidden Holy Land?

Lin Meng was puzzled, only to see that after Fang Bai made another move to crippled people and won, those who hadn't been on stage in the arena were silent on him, leaving the area of ​​his ring one after another, not even daring to look at it. Don't dare to challenge again.

And some of those who have already occupied some of the arenas in the Arena of Arena, frowned and cast extremely jealous glances at them.

This is a killer!

Fang Bai waited for a while, seeing that no one came to the stage again, and all the people who looked around and below the stage also avoided it, and went to challenge other arenas, he sneered twice, and said proudly:

"Does no one dare to come? This world-renowned cultivator, but so!"

Fang Bai didn't know whether he was agitated or underestimated the heroes of the world, but it was indeed a sentence that ignited the anger of everyone in the convention.

"For two days in the arena, those powerful genius masters won't stand in such a morning, what is your ability to speak wild words while they are not here!"

"Let you be arrogant for another day, and wait for the arrival of the young master Jin Chan from Ten Thousand Buddha City, who has a young generation of masters of first physical training, and will definitely beat you all over the floor!"

"Yes! You have the ability to challenge the Lingtian Spear Fairy, who is ranked No. 1 on the Golden Crow List today, and I will give you your last name without being pierced by a shot!"

A group of monks expressed dissatisfaction with the roar, but Fang Bai stood on the ring sneer and looked at the shouting monks condescendingly, his eyes full of disdain for the weak.