Chapter 3450: An Ordinary Man's Angry

Zhao Wuji, who was below the ring, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he felt a sense of humiliation in Zhan Qing's looking down at him. Then he snorted coldly and jumped onto the ring, and then shouted loudly. road.

"Tiangong, Zhao Wuji, came here to learn some great tricks!"

Zhan Qing slowly raised the sword in his hand, his eyes were the same as before, as if he couldn't hear Zhao Wuji's words and just said lightly.

"No need to teach you anything, I just want you to come up and die!"

Zhao Wuji's heart immediately surged with anger, but the next moment he calmed down and mobilized all the cultivation levels in his body to prepare with extreme caution to deal with Zhan Qing's attack that he didn't know when he would launch next.

"Judging from this person's previous fights with Brother Tianyun and other geniuses, his speed is not too fast, but he has a way to hide his whereabouts at any time, and he will also leave an incarnation in place that is extremely difficult to see through. So even if he doesn’t make any moves, we must not take it lightly!”

"In addition, the martial arts learned by this person are very complex. The martial arts of Shattering Space and Sword Burial are also possessed of the amazing evil spirit unique to the way of killing. His cultivation should have been performed when he had reached the Heaven Transformation Realm and fought against Senior Brother Tianyun. The three techniques of slaying demons, killing gods, and breaking the world are astonishing and cannot be beaten head-on."

"What I need to do next is to try my best to seize all the weaknesses he exposed and launch a fierce attack on them while ensuring that my own combat power is not damaged. I must not give him any time to counterattack. Otherwise, I may not be able to fight back today. Or step off the ring!”

While thinking this in his mind, Zhao Wuji stared at Zhan Qing, who was holding a blood sword but not moving at all, with unblinking eyes. However, just when he thought his defense was foolproof, a sudden attack from behind him The sound of words made Zhao Wuji's whole heart sink directly into the bottomless abyss.

"Do you really think you've seen through my God Killing?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly narrowed, and then he couldn't help but turn around and look behind him. With waves of horror rising in his heart, he had gathered all the cultivation power in his body on his vest to prepare for the critical blow that was about to come next. .

"When did he do it?" Zhao Wuji thought in his mind.

But before he could completely turn his head, Zhan Qing's voice sounded directly in front of him again, "I didn't do anything!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji felt that the blood sword that Zhan Qing had penetrated into his body erupted into a terrifying wave of destruction before he even had time to mobilize his inner cultivation.

"No……"

He still wants to struggle a little, he still has many moves that he has not shown yet, and he has not yet proved to everyone that there are not only three major disciples and Qiu Daonangong Hanhai in the Tiangong.

But everything he thought in his heart was completely shattered by Zhan Qing's merciless sword. Along with it were his good cultivation and his body that had not yet let out the last scream in his life. Divine soul.

There was almost no sound, and the space pointed by Zhan Qing's blood sword turned into nothingness, and even a hole the size of a human head appeared on Zhao Wuji's chest.

Zhao Wuji turned to look at Ling Shanhai on the other side, whose expression had completely darkened. His face was full of despair, and then when he was about to ask for help, he was completely transformed into a flying sword by Zhan Qing. Ash.

Ling Shanhai, who was watching the battle from a distance, had eyes as gloomy as water at the moment, but he suppressed the crazy murderous intention towards Zhan Qing in his heart, because he clearly felt the old devil's anger at the moment Zhan Qing killed Zhao Wuji with one sword. The divine thoughts have already locked onto him.

In this situation, if I dare to act rashly, I believe that what I will face next will be the old devil's crazy attack.

But in the eyes of Lingshan Hai, a mere Zhao Wuji is obviously not enough to make him attack Zhan Qing. Li Yuan, who killed Tianying yesterday, has also been executed. At the moment, he only needs to wait quietly for the end of the Ten Thousand Sect Competition. When the time comes, no matter which force Zhan Qing chooses to join, he will do everything possible to get rid of this young man who is still completely on the opposite side of Tiangong.

On the ring, Zhan Qing did not stop after killing Zhao Wuji with one sword. He then turned to look at another Tiangong disciple and spoke to him with a cold light in his eyes.

"Come up!"

This disciple was already scared out of his wits by Zhan Qing's bloody methods that frequently took people's lives. The moment he heard that Zhan Qing was going to take the stage, his entire face turned pale, and then he stepped back and spoke. said.

"Brother Zhan has a strong cultivation base, and I am ashamed of myself. I...I admit defeat!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhan Qing's mouth, but he still did not put down the bloody sword in his hand. He just looked at the man indifferently, "I didn't hear you clearly!"

This Tiangong disciple's face turned pale again, and then he felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart after seeing the undisguised contempt on the faces of many talented people around him.

However, even so, his strong desire to survive still defeated the humiliation in his heart. Finally, he closed his eyes, raised his head and shouted, "Brother Zhan is extremely strong in cultivation. I am ashamed of myself. I surrender!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar inside and outside the stadium. No one expected that the Tiangong disciples would be scared out of their wits in this situation, and Ling Shanhai, who was watching from a high place, looked even more livid at the moment.

But under this situation, he couldn't show up at all. The younger one couldn't do it, so he asked the older one to save face. This was simply humiliating himself. After taking a deep look at the disciple who loudly admitted defeat to Zhan Qing, Ling Shanhai's face turned livid and he no longer paid attention to the situation over there, but he secretly sentenced the disciple to death in his heart!

Having done this, Zhan Qing naturally wouldn't stop, and then looked at another Tiangong disciple below again, "You come!"

The man unconsciously stepped back two steps after hearing this, and after a long time, he stammered and wanted to admit defeat. However, at this moment, this person suddenly felt a roar in his head, and then he was horrified to find that he could no longer say the words of admitting defeat.

Then he realized that he had lost control of his body, and he walked onto the stage like a puppet.

The old devil looked at Ling Shanhai, whose face was livid, meaningfully, and then sneered with disdain, but did not expose it.

Respect can only be earned by strength. Otherwise, you will only bring shame upon yourself in the end.

The situation on the ring was not unexpected at all. The man was cut in half by Zhan Qing without even a single encounter.

Blood was spread all over the ground, making the ring under Zhan Qing's feet look like a bloody millstone. However, Zhan Qing did not leave the ring even so. He turned around and looked at one of the last three Tiangong disciples in his area.

"It's your turn!"

At this moment, Ling Shanhai shouted coldly in the distance, "Enough! Zhan Qing, you have already fought three games today. If you want to continue, come back tomorrow!"

However, Zhan Qing turned around and looked at Ling Shanhai without showing any weakness. Then he said with a sneer, "Junior, remember that I have only fought two games. The one where the opponent gave up should not be counted, right?"