Chapter 2538 Killing Intent

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"He actually completely blocked my saber technique?" Tu Ying looked surprised.

"It's almost there." Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold, and he didn't intend to continue entangled with Tu Ying, only to see his figure appear in a phantom, and seven phantoms burst out at the same time.

On the basis of the original speed, his speed has directly increased by a large amount, and his swordsmanship has also become more subtle and faster.

His strength is also slightly revealed.

But it was only a part of the exposure, but it instantly turned him from offense to defense.

Now it was Tu Ying who was frantically resisting his sword skills, and he was very reluctant to resist, and he couldn't last long at all.

"No, I'm going to lose." Tu Ying knew himself, when he realized that he was going to be unable to resist, he retreated in an instant, and distanced himself from Jian Wushuang again.

"It's actually possible to burst out into a phantom body at the same time. The understanding of the rules of time and space is so high, and the swordsmanship is also extremely high. Admire, admire." Tu Ying admired.

"Admit." Jian Wushuang said, and the Xuefeng sword in his hand had already been withdrawn.

But at this moment...

boom! !

There was a sudden burst of blood flowing from Tu Ying's body, and this blood was caused by his strongest secret technique.

Under this blood energy, his speed increased several times in an instant, and he appeared in front of Jian Wushuang with a crazy forward charge. At the same time, a war knife exuded a cold light, and directly slashed at Jian Wushuang's head.

Too fast and too sudden.

Countless spectators in the surrounding auditorium thought that Tu Ying had surrendered, but who would have thought that he would make an instant move at this moment.

And he had always been so humble and polite just now, but now his face has already been distorted, becoming extremely hideous and terrifying.

There was also a surging killing intent in his eyes.

"Idiot, according to the rules of the fighting arena, the battle is not over until one side leaves the battlefield. I did it on purpose. Do you really think I lost?" Tu Ying sneered.

He is the absolute trump card among the elementary gods in the fighting arena.

The reason why he can become the trump card is not only because of his extremely strong strength, but the most important thing is his means.

The secret technique that he erupted in an instant was enough to directly multiply by several times. In addition to the killing blow that he had turned into a very long time to grope and study, he believed that even ordinary high-level gods would surely die if they lost their defenses.

This is the reason why he told the graceful woman in that room before that he was only 40% sure of fighting fiercely head-on, but he was 70% sure of killing Jian Wushuang.

In a face-to-face battle, he is indeed no match for Jian Wushuang.

But the life-and-death battle in the martial arts arena does not necessarily have to be confrontational. All kinds of methods, such as sneak attacks, poisoning, etc., are acceptable, and they all conform to the rules.

Now, he has not violated the rules of the arena.

"Boy, go to hell!"

"Don't blame me, blame yourself for being too stupid."

Tu Ying grinned grimly, he could already see that his blade was less than a foot away from Jian Wushuang's head.

But at this moment, a big hand grabbed over suddenly, grabbed Na's sword directly, and then held it in his hand.

The mighty energy of the saber exploded, and Tu Ying also frantically urged his divine power, but in the end, the saber was still held in that big hand, motionless.

"How is it possible?" Tu Ying stared at Jian Wushuang in astonishment, the big hand was stretched out by him.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang was looking at him coldly, as if he was looking at an ant or a clown.

"You, you..." Tu Ying was too shocked to speak.

"Actually, I didn't want to kill, but you made me want to kill." Jian Wushuang murmured, as if talking to himself, "Die."

hum! !

The icy sword light struck and killed in an instant, completely piercing Tu Ying's divine body without giving Tu Ying any time to react.

Tu Ying's eyes were wide open, his face was still full of disbelief, but his vitality had been completely cut off.

This is also Jian Wushuang since several bloody battles to the present,

Killer for the first time.

For the previous three opponents, he just defeated each other, and did not kill them directly.

But this Tu Ying really made him murderous.

As soon as Tu Ying died, this bloody battle would naturally end, and Jian Yi still won.

And logically, when this bloody battle is over, there should be appalling cheers and noises erupting in the fighting arena.

But at this moment, the fighting arena is completely silent.

In the densely packed auditorium, many spectators watched the scene on the battlefield ahead in astonishment.

Before, Tu Ying suddenly broke out the secret technique and used his strongest blow to kill Jian Wushuang. Everyone thought that Jian Wushuang was going to die, but in the end... it was Tu Ying who died.

And he died miserably. He thought he was the strongest sword that could kill Jian Wushuang, but was held by Jian Wushuang with one hand.

This simply exceeded the imagination of the audience present.

However, this silence did not last long after all, and was soon replaced by earth-shattering roars.

In the inner layer of the fighting arena, in the exquisite room.

"Asshole!!"

The graceful woman finally stood up, staring at Jian Wushuang who was still intact on the battlefield, her complexion became extremely ugly.

"This sword one has been hiding its strength from the beginning to the end." The graceful woman said in a deep voice.

"My lord, are you saying that he is not a low-level deity? He is a high-level deity, or even higher, with only a change of divine power?" The black-robed old man looked over in surprise.

"No, the aura of divine power is quite normal, there is no trace of camouflage, but his strength is very tyrannical. The fatal blow that Tu Ying unleashed at that moment, even ordinary high-level gods can hardly survive, but this sword does not Shan Shan survived, and he just caught the knife with his bare hands?"

"Empty hands grabbing the strongest blow from the top powerhouse of an elementary deity. This strength has definitely reached the level of a high-level deity, and his divine body must also be extremely tyrannical. His true strength is better than he is showing now. The one that comes out will definitely be much stronger." The graceful woman's eyes were extremely cold.

"My lord, what should we do now?" The black-robed old man looked over, "The blood fighter challenged, there were only five blood fights in total, and he has won four of them now, who should we send to fight the last one?" Fight? Among the elementary gods in my martial arts arena, there should be no one stronger than Tu Ying."

"No hurry." The graceful woman waved her hand, "Let that sword wait for a while, I will report the situation here to the Patriarch in advance, and let the Patriarch make a decision."

"En." The old man in black robe nodded heavily.

If it is a normal matter, this graceful woman alone can make up her own mind, but now it concerns a total of sixteen aboriginal stones.

Such a huge amount of aboriginal stone has already exceeded the authority of this graceful woman, and this matter must be decided by the Patriarch of the Shi family himself.

...... nt

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