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Then he asked the subordinate next to him: "I remember that this sword inscription is a child of Jianzhong."

"Yes, he is one of the direct descendants, but he doesn't seem to be popular in the family," the subordinate next to him nodded.

"That's a bit interesting, I remember there is something about Jianzhong," Mr. Huafu said with a smile.

……

Jian Ming lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from his abdomen. He hadn't been injured or felt pain for a long time.

"You are really strong," Jian Ming took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

"I also admit that if you play normally, I am not your opponent."

"So?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I don't like the feeling of defeat, just like the scene when I left the sword mound," Jian Ming said calmly.

"No one wants to lose," Xu Zimo replied.

"Yes, so I decided to show you my strongest move, even if I risk my life for it, I will not hesitate."

Jian Ming picked up the sword in his hand, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Sadness or nostalgia, or that deep madness.

He picked up the blue-white long sword. At this moment, the long sword seemed to feel something, and the blade was trembling slightly, as if screaming.

The blue-white long sword turned blood-red at this moment, and the whole sword changed from pure to extremely evil.

He raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and all the spiritual energy around him was condensed on the sword.

"Blood Sacrifice Death Sword," Jian Ming roared, and the blood in his body also poured into the long sword.

The blood red on the long sword became more and more shocking, while Jian Ming's face became paler and paler, as if his whole body was sucked dry.

"Come on, let me see how strong you are," Jian Ming gripped the long sword tightly, as if concentrating all his strength on the sword.

Just cut it down with a sword.

The blood-red sword energy seemed to cover the sun, and a thousand-meter-long sword energy burst out from the blood sword.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded all around.

The bloody sword qi killed Xu Zimo with a destructive and irresistible momentum.

After the sword was cut, Jian Ming seemed to be drained of all his strength, and collapsed directly on the ground.

He struggled to raise his head, just looking at the sword quietly.

The power of this sword even surpassed the martial arts arena, and the spectators watching the battle were terrified and panicked to avoid it.

The referee on the side raised the defensive shield, covering the entire competition arena.

Seeing the destructive killing with this sword, Xu Zimo still made a single strike.

There is nothing else, the suppression of the pure state, the pure comprehension of the pulse technique and the detachment of the vision.

This knife directly hit the place where the sword energy was weakest, and there was only a "boom".

The blood-red sword energy shattered from the middle position.

The power and murderous aura of the sword qi were annihilated in an instant.

Standing there, Xu Zimo felt casual and meaningless.

It seemed that this kind of attack didn't even have the qualifications to make him serious.

"You," Jian Ming coughed heavily, and looked at Xu Zimo in disbelief.

This blood sacrificial sword is the secret of their sword mound. Every swordsman is born with a sword.

A sword is enough to accompany you for a lifetime. Only when facing a life-and-death crisis, the swordsman will use this trick to integrate all the blood and energy of the whole body into the sword, and fight to the death.

Although the current sword inscription only has the realm of a venerable, but this blow is a real attack at the melting level.

"Isn't it good to admit defeat early, you have to give yourself such a big blow," Xu Zimo sighed and shook his head.

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"I admit defeat," Jianming looked at Xu Zimo in a depressed mood.

Said: "I also thank you brother for not killing me."

"Your swordsmanship is not pure, think about it for yourself," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said.

"Xie Xiongtai for your guidance," Jian Ming nodded, and said with a wry smile, "Maybe it's because of my honor in Fury City these past few years that made me lost."

After Jianming made the last move, he lost any strength, and finally the people in the martial arts ring carried him down.

Seeing Jianming's defeat, the auditorium fell silent at this moment.

Upon hearing the news, Nu Shihu also personally came to the arena.

"My lord," the referee of the martial arts competition hurriedly came to see him.

Nu Shihu waved his hand, stood beside the auditorium, looked at Xu Zimo from a distance, and said with a smile, "Is that the young man?"

"Yes, he has already won [-] games. According to regulations, we will give him [-] times the fusion stone he won," the referee said quickly.

"My lord, if he is allowed to win again, the more Fusion Stones he wins, the greater the multiplier we will pay.

I'm afraid that the annual income of the entire competition arena will be suppressed. "

"What are you panicking about? The martial arts arena has been open for thousands of years, what situation have you never encountered?" Nu Shihu snorted coldly.

"If he doesn't know what's good or bad, he will accept it when he sees it. He will have to spit out everything he wins."

"Your Excellency, do you mean that people who have played thousands of games will meet him?" the referee asked cautiously.

"Shooting a snake and hitting seven inches, one hit will kill, let the people who played ten thousand times go directly, so as not to have any accidents," Nu Shihu said lightly.

"My lord, the old guy over there is very expensive," the referee said from the side.

"No matter how expensive it is, it's better than what it is now. Besides, they also want to give me face for the Fuhuo family, so I dare not go too far," Nu Shihu waved his hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the seat next to him.

……

In the backstage of the waiting area, seeing Xu Zimo killing all directions, several disciples of the Holy Emperor of the Realm were stunned.

"Here, Junior Brother Lin," Fang Xiang stuttered.

"Junior brother Lin is really hiding something," Liu Rufeng said with narrowed eyes.

"However, this is a bit too ostentatious. Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng. I'm afraid the Huo Huo family will not let it go."

"Then do you want to inform Junior Brother Lin to accept him?" Yin Rong asked.

"How to notify? Unless we are on stage, the key point is that the Huo Huo family probably won't be able to arrange a hundred people," Liu Rufeng said, shaking his head.

"Just wait and see."

There was another short period of silence on the competition stage.

Then the underground door was opened, and the old man with bones came out wearing a dark green robe.

"The little baby these two days is a little too out of touch," the old man with bones said grimly.

"I just killed one yesterday, so why don't I know whether I'm alive or dead?"

"It's really not that enemies don't get together," Xu Zimo smiled.

"It seems that you are in the same group," the old man with bones raised his head, looking at Xu Zimo with that creepy face.

Said: "Little baby, do you want to avenge your companion?"

"It doesn't matter if you want revenge or not, but if you want to block my way, I don't mind killing you," Xu Zimo said.

"Little baby, you do have crazy capital, but it's a pity that you used the wrong person," the old man with bones sneered.

He raised his head, and the blue ghost head slowly rose from his eyes, and a soul shock went directly to Xu Zimo's mind.

Xu Zimo has the body of the Kyushu Palace. Before the Kyushu is broken, he is naturally not afraid of any soul attack.

And with his strength, even if he doesn't defend, this level of attack is nothing.

When the soul shock hit, Xu Zimo stood calmly and naturally.

"Little baby, I have some skills," the old man with bones smiled, and he turned his head [-] degrees.

Immediately, he raised his hands, and barbed bones stabbed up from the ground one by one.

The white bone broke through the hard arena, almost one meter long, with sharp and boundless spurs, and a cold light glowing on it.

The bone spurs were very dense, covering the entire arena densely.

Xu Zimo stepped into the air, trying to avoid the bone spurs, but he didn't expect that these bone spurs could grow.

Each one grew to tens of meters long and turned into a huge cage, enveloping Xu Zimo in it.

Immediately afterwards, the old man with dry bones clenched his right fist, and the cage with dry bones began to shrink.

"Little baby, in this world, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. It's a pity that you don't understand this truth until you die, it's too late," the old man with bones laughed.

"Hey, it's really boring, I thought there would be some new tricks," Xu Zimo shook his head.

The long knife in his hand was out of its sheath, and with a single blow, there was only a "boom", and the bone cage was completely shattered.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the long knife at the old man with bones.

"Bone shield," the old man with bones frowned slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, the bones formed a shield in front of him.

There was another "bang", and the shield shattered directly from the middle, and under the surprised eyes of the old man with bones, the blade pierced his body.

"Here," the referee beside the competition stage panicked.

"Don't panic, there is no simple person in ten thousand games," Nu Shihu waved his hand calmly.

Withered Bones looked at the knife in his belly and pulled it out.

Strangely, after the knife entered the body, there was not a single drop of blood.

"I really can't underestimate you," the old man with bones stood up and said lightly.

"But seriously, you pissed me off."