Kill Zheng Jian and swallow up the yellow luck!

On the stage of life and death.

Zheng Jian twisted his neck, and suddenly, there was a burst of crackling joints.

He held the gun with one hand, looked at Xiao Ming opposite and sneered, "Xiao, you dare to fight to the death with me. Hehe, you are seeking death yourself, but you can't blame others!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Zheng Jian stomped on the ground and shot towards Xiao Ming like a cannonball. At the same time, he waved the big iron gun in his hand wildly, and instantly pierced hundreds of thick gun shadows.

The gun shadows were densely packed and accompanied by scorching fire, sweeping towards Xiao Ming like a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience exclaimed.

"This is the best yellow-level spear skill, the prairie fire spear technique!"

"The prairie fire spear technique is Zheng Jian's ultimate martial art. Unexpectedly, Zheng Jian would use this technique just after the battle began."

"Once the prairie fire spear technique is used, it will be like a scorching sea of ​​fire, unstoppable! If Xiao Ming does not have corresponding countermeasures, I am afraid he will suffer a big loss!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

At this time, Zheng Jian's dense gun shadows had come within three feet of Xiao Ming.

Although the gun shadow has not yet touched Xiao Ming, the accompanying fiery fire has already burned Xiao Ming's hair and curled it up slightly.

Xiao Ming had not counterattacked until this moment. He just stood there holding the sword in his hand with an indifferent look on his face.

In the eyes of others and Zheng Jian, Xiao Ming seemed to be too frightened to move.

at this time.

A breeze suddenly blew.

When the wind blows, people move!

Xiao Ming's body swayed slightly, and with the sound of wind, he disappeared directly on the spot.

"Huh?! Such a fast movement!"

Zheng Jian was shocked. He quickly looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Xiao Ming. Subconsciously, Zheng Jian withdrew the spear and turned to defense.

There was a gust of wind all around.

But Xiao Ming was never seen.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian's expression changed, he suddenly turned his head and stabbed himself hard in the back!

"I sense you! Go to hell!"

Zheng Jian shouted loudly, and a thick spear light more than one meter long emerged from the sharp spear tip.

really.

Behind Zheng Jian, an illusory figure emerged.

"Stab" sound!

The thick gun light blasted the figure, and the figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Jian instantly became vigilant. What he stabbed was just a phantom, not the real Xiao Ming.

He was fooled!

"I'm here."

A leisurely voice suddenly sounded above Zheng Jian's head. The voice was faint, but to Zheng Jian's ears it sounded like the sound of a deadly ghost.

Zheng Jian was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he raised his gun and stabbed without thinking.

However, it was a bit late.

Behind Xiao Ming who appeared in the sky, a majestic river of sword energy emerged. At this moment, all the sword energy of the river poured into his sword body.

"cut!"

Holding the Raging Thunder Sword, Xiao Ming looked down from a high position and executed two astonishingly powerful sword skills in one go.

next moment.

Hundreds of dense sword shadows accompanied by dazzling lightning and sharp golden light flooded Zheng Jian like a heavy rain.

This is the Hundred Shadows Slash!

After the Hundred Shadows slashed wildly, a crescent-shaped sword energy more than one meter long shot out.

This is Shattering Moon Slash!

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, it was like countless cannonballs exploding at the same time, causing bursts of ear-piercing explosions.

Hundreds of shadows slashed down, smashing the big iron gun in Zheng Jian's hand, leaving Zheng Jian's flesh and blood blurred and blood spurting out wildly.

Then, in Zheng Jian's horrified eyes, the crescent-shaped golden sword energy also followed.

There was a "bang" sound!

Zheng Jian was severely hit by the crescent-shaped sword energy. The powerful force directly sent Zheng Jian flying to the stage of life and death. The majestic sword energy penetrated Zheng Jian's chest and penetrated his body from his back. out!

Zheng Jian was almost cut in half by the sword energy!

Under countless shocked eyes, Zheng Jian lay straight on the ground, with blood spraying from his mouth. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Then his head tilted and he died completely.

From the time Xiao Ming and Zheng Jian started fighting to the time they killed Zheng Jian, the two seemed to have fought frequently, but in fact, only a few breaths had passed.

In the eyes of many people, it seemed that the two people in the field had just started fighting when they saw Zheng Jian being blown away by a sword and died in the audience.

This process is extremely short!

After Xiao Ming beheaded Zheng Jian, he sheathed his sword and looked coldly at Zheng Jian's body on the ground.

I saw a streak of yellow luck emerging from Zheng Jian's body, then entering Xiao Ming's body and being swallowed and absorbed by him.

After devouring his luck, Xiao Ming looked around coldly.

Everyone's mouths were opened wide, their eyes were wide open, and they looked at him stupidly like sculptures.

silence.

There was deathly silence all around.

All the disciples present were stunned.

Many people subconsciously rubbed their eyes, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Zheng Jian is dead?

Zheng Jian, who had already cultivated to the Great Perfection of Yuangang Realm and was well-known, was easily killed by Xiao Ming, who was only in the middle stage?

And the battle is so short!

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

"Gudong" sound.

One disciple swallowed nervously.

This voice seemed to wake up everyone, and the next moment, the originally extremely quiet audience suddenly became harsh.

"This, this, this... what is going on!"

"Zheng Jian is dead, Zheng Jian is dead!"

"Am I right? Zheng Jian was actually killed by Xiao Ming?"

"What kind of counterattack? Xiao Ming suppressed Zheng Jian from beginning to end, okay?"

"This... Xiao Ming's strength is too terrifying! Is this still the middle stage of Yuangang Realm? I suspect he is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"

All the disciples were discussing fiercely, spitting and frothing for a while, like a large group of ducks quacking at the same time.

Offstage.

Zheng Peng, who originally had a smile on his face, suddenly felt as uncomfortable as taking a bite of shit. He never expected that his eldest brother would lose to Xiao Ming!

The eldest brother was in the Yuangang realm, so how could he die in Xiao Ming's hands?

Why is it happening like that!

At this moment, Zheng Peng's mood was extremely complicated, and at the same time, he was filled with extreme fear.

He was afraid.

Even the eldest brother is no match for Xiao Ming, so how dare he dare to go against Xiao Ming!

The flustered Zheng Peng pursed his lips and quietly left the crowd.

at this time.

"call out!"

A flash of sword energy came to Zheng Peng in an instant. Zheng Peng was killed on the spot by the sword energy without even letting out a scream.

The person who released the sword energy was Xiao Ming.

Although Zheng Peng no longer poses any threat to him, Xiao Ming's style of doing things has always been to eliminate the roots.

Leave no trouble behind!

After beheading Zheng Peng, Xiao Ming left the stage of life and death and strode towards his small courtyard.

The surrounding disciples automatically gave way to a wide path, and everyone looked at Xiao Ming with burning eyes.

From today on, Xiao Ming's reputation within the sect becomes even greater!

Looking at the high-spirited and glorious Xiao Ming.

Lin Feng in the crowd clenched his fist fiercely.

There was a strong hint of fear and admiration in his eyes.

He had predicted that Xiao Ming would definitely win, but he never expected that Xiao Ming would win so easily!

Two moves.

With just two sword skills, Zheng Jian was killed on the spot.

Even Lin Feng, who has always been proud of himself, was frightened by such strength.

"Senior Brother Xiao is too scary, I am not as good as him..." Lin Feng murmured.

far away.

Leader Li Changfeng and others were also in extreme shock.

"My dear, Xiao Ming's strength is far beyond our imagination!" an elder exclaimed.

"Yes, we expected that even if Xiao Ming can win, he will still have to go through a hard battle. Who would have thought that this kid is so strong and domineering, and he can take care of Zheng Jian in just a few moves!"

"The master has taken on a good apprentice!"

"If Xiao Ming is given time to grow, given time, Xiao Ming will definitely be able to become a giant and strengthen our Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Xiao Ming should be trained intensively!"

"Hahaha!" Li Changfeng suddenly raised his head and laughed, his face full of indescribable pride, "You are indeed my good disciple! You have made me proud!"

"Now I say that I will allocate generous cultivation resources to Xiao Ming. Who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Li Changfeng swept towards the elders and said domineeringly.

No one objected.

Instead, all the elders nodded firmly.