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The rain gradually subsided.

Wang Ershui's voice became more and more excited: "Although I don't understand what happened, it is true that the boy with the knife has become stronger. Facing the murderer Zhao Weiping, he has a slight advantage!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the street behind Wang Ershui.

Ning Chuan held the sword, fiercely, and the silver light bombarded the original force more than ten times in less than a second.

The collision sound seemed to be densely connected into a line.

From time to time, a blood flower spurted out of Zhao Weiping's body.

"As I firmly believe, the boy with the knife is turning defeat into victory!"

Wang Ershui said loudly.

Hearing this, Zhao Weiping wanted to retreat.

It's not that he was worried about losing.

If he ignored his injuries and used his Force to the fullest, Zhao Weiping was confident that he could kill the boy on the opposite side with one move.

However, in that case, he would be seriously injured and lose his ability to move.

Bang!

Zhao Weiping punched the Silver Blood Saber, and the Force burst out, knocking him back.

"Boy, I will stay in Qingshan City for a while. When I recover from my injuries, I will come to play with you slowly!"

Zhao Weiping took a deep look at Ning Chuan with a cold look.

Ning Chuan sneered: "Want to run?!"

"Can you stop me?!"

Zhao Weiping's voice was full of disdain and sarcasm.

The boy on the opposite side was only flexible in his body movements. In terms of speed, he was a step behind him, so he naturally couldn't catch up with him.

"You can try it!"

Ning Chuan took a step forward, and the Silver Blood Saber swung out, turning into a silver light that was ten feet long!

Its speed suddenly soared a few points.

Zhao Weiping was unable to block it, and with a "puff", another deep cut appeared on his body, revealing his white bones, which were immediately covered by blood.

If his body movements were not fast enough, he could make up for it with the speed of his knife!

"How did you do it?!"

Covering his wound, Zhao Weiping looked grim.

Ning Chuan did not answer, but stepped forward and swung his knife.

In his mind, prompts continued.

"Progress increased by 10%!"

"Progress increased by 10%!"

...

After the Lightning Slash was promoted to the expert level, the epiphany did not end there, but continued.

Ning Chuan just hid it and did not show it.

He quietly improved his knife skills.

The purpose was that when Zhao Weiping escaped, the sword would be fast enough to stop him.

After all, this was a moving million.

"Woo!"

Zhao Weiping's footsteps were fast, and his figure brought up a gust of wind. He moved in all directions on the street, trying to break through.

But silver lights followed him closely, like a shadow, not giving him any chance.

If you don't stop to block, you will die!

This scene is very similar to the scene when Ning Chuan blocked Zhang Wensi's escape in the classroom during the selection competition.

The difference is.

Ning Chuan's sword is faster.

Moreover, he can kill!

Puff!

Ning Chuan swung his sword, blood splashed, and Zhao Weiping was forced back again.

After no longer hiding his strength, the silver blood sword was incredibly fast.

Zhao Weiping was covered in blood and had countless wounds!

"I never thought that I would fall into the hands of an awakened sixth stage!"

Zhao Weiping no longer tried to break through.

"But it's enough to be able to drag a genius like you to be buried with me!"

A fierce look appeared on Zhao Weiping's face.

Since we can't escape, let's die together!

The original force in Zhao Weiping's body boiled up and rushed to his hands frantically, and a terrifying aura spread.

Obviously, he was preparing for some powerful martial arts.

Ning Chuan's eyes changed slightly, and he stepped on the wind step, and immediately swung his sword.

Boom!

A ten-foot-long silver light crossed the sky, as fast as lightning.

Zhao Weiping did not block it, and his body moved quickly, only dodging, and the rest of his mind was used to prepare for martial arts that would kill him together.

If he really couldn't dodge, he would use his thighs, back and other non-fatal parts to take the hit.

He was going to die anyway, so it didn't matter if he was more or less injured.

Above his hands, the original force was mighty, rising like a flame, and the momentum he exuded became more and more terrifying.

The raindrops were annihilated in an instant as soon as they touched!

Seeing this, Ning Chuan's eyes were cold, without a trace of fear, and the silver blood sword kept swinging, one sword faster than the other, covering the sky and the earth, like the Milky Way pouring down, just to kill Zhao Weiping as soon as possible.

"The enlightenment of Lightning Slash is over!"

"Lightning Slash has accumulated enough, sublimated, and promoted to the perfect realm!"

The cold synthesized sound echoed in his mind.

Suddenly, Ning Chuan felt completely different about Lightning Slash.

This martial art seemed to be something he was born with, as if it was an innate instinct.

Without a pause, Ning Chuan swung out the Silver Blood Saber.

Boom!

A thunderstorm-like explosion, deafening.

And the source of the sound.

It was

Silver Blood Saber.

The perfect lightning slash, all the power will be poured into the blade, no more leakage.

"Three slashes in one instant!"

Ning Chuan shook his wrist.

In the air, three narrow silver lights appeared almost at the same time.

Each one was more than ten feet long, crossing each other to form an inverted equilateral triangle, completely covering Zhao Weiping!

"Illusion?!"

Zhao Weiping's heart trembled, thinking that two of the swords were illusions, used to hide the real sword that really contained murderous intent.

He was trying to distinguish.

The sharp feeling produced by the three silver lights made him realize with a chill that there was no illusion to hide.

The three swords facing him were all sure to kill!

Zhao Weiping retreated desperately, the crisis of death forced out his potential, and his speed was extremely fast.

However, in front of the narrow silver light, it was still like slow motion under a high-speed camera.

Boom!

Boom!

Two oblique silver lights hit the Force condensed in Zhao Weiping's hands heavily. With a loud bang, the deep red Force collapsed and disappeared under the rain.

The horizontal silver light passed through Zhao Weiping's neck without stopping.

A line of blood appeared like lightning.

The next moment.

A head with a flat fracture was raised high, and a column of blood rushed into the sky.

"It doesn't seem to hurt..."

Seeing a headless corpse, Zhao Weiping's consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Wang Ershui was so excited that he couldn't control his roar: "Official warrior, Tianwu spy, and federal felon Zhao Weiping was beheaded by Qingshan boy with one knife to set an example!"

All live broadcast platforms exploded instantly, and waves were everywhere.

There were countless shocked comments and messages!

Especially those viewers with profound martial arts attainments were shocked and speechless.

They could see how difficult it was for the young man to behead Zhao Weiping with that knife!

"This boy is terrifying!"

A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and leaned towards the earth.

The first spring rain in Qingshan City came to an end.

Ning Chuan raised his head, slightly closed his eyes, and let the gentle sunlight of early spring fall on his body.

Under his feet, the blood flowing from Zhao Weiping's body spread with the rain, bright red and eye-catching.

In the sunlight, in the pool of blood.

Ning Chuan, who killed someone for the first time, was too calm, his face was calm.

It was not forced, his emotions really did not fluctuate.

He and Zhao Weiping, it was hard to say who was right or wrong.

In the eyes of the people of the Federation, Zhao Weiping was extremely evil and deserved to die.

But for the Tianwu world, he might be the bad guy.

It has nothing to do with justice or evil.

It only depends on the strength!

"The original intention of martial arts..."

Ning Chuan murmured in a low voice, as if he realized something and fell into deep thought.

"Yue'er!"

Suddenly, a huge roar with a hint of concern brought Ning Chuan back to his senses.

He had just heard the voice, and before his brain could figure out the specific meaning, a tall figure appeared in his sight, carefully helping up the fallen Lu Mengyue.

"What speed is this!"

Ning Chuan stared at the man, his eyes horrified.

"Dad, I'm fine!" Lu Mengyue said weakly, pointing to where Ning Chuan was, and said, "This is my classmate. He saved me and killed Zhao Weiping."

Hearing this, Ning Chuan instantly knew who was coming.

The owner of Jidao Martial Arts Hall.

He is also the strongest man in Qingshan City!

Lu Zhan glanced at Ning Chuan and said, "Is this your first time killing someone?"

"Yeah."

Ning Chuan nodded slightly.

If it was before, facing a big shot like Lu Zhan, even if he would not flatter him, he would still be nervous.

This is human nature and it is hard to avoid.

But after the battle of life and death, Ning Chuan's state of mind was completely sublimated, and at this moment, he was calm.

"Not bad!"

Lu Zhan said this and stopped talking.

Lu Mengyue couldn't help but look at Ning Chuan more.

She was familiar with her father, who was always harsh. She was expected to enter Xinghe University, but the evaluation she received was only average.

A few minutes later, a large number of police cars and ambulances arrived at the scene.