Sword Breaks Nine Heavens

Duanmuxiong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with dim eyes.

"I... can't beat him."

More than just being beaten, he was simply abused.

Moreover, there are still residues of the poison in his body, which have not been removed so far.

Even the tools he used to pass on from generation to generation have only recently emerged and have not been fully restored.

Thinking of that, the shadow in his heart is infinite.

Zheluo shook the folding fan again, and said with a chuckle: "The lower one works hard, the middle one works hard, the upper one works hard!

Second generation son, like you and me, the proud of heaven, why do you have to do it yourself? "

Duan Muxiong frowned, and said depressed: "I also want to ask the strong to kill him, but unfortunately...I can't meet the other party's conditions."

Before, he was willing to spend 30 billion to let the Blood Fiend Palace assassinate Ji Tianxing.

But the Blood Fiend Palace was unwilling to add another sacred tree of angry blood.

That was the treasure of the Grand Prince's Mansion, he didn't dare to trade it.

Zheluo patted him on the shoulder and chuckled softly: "Second-generation son, a man should be gratitude and enmity when he is alive. Don't shrink your hands, or you can only wrong yourself.

Just like you now, watching that kid hug from left to right and grab your favorite beautiful woman, you can only stare and sulking.

All treasures of money are things outside of your body. As long as you can vent your anger and make yourself happy, just let it go!

The dignified son of the kingdom of God, the second emperor's grandson of the monarch, would have to swallow so much, is that too outrageous? "

Zheluo was originally a dandy boy. He usually went to the brothel with Duanmuxiong for a drink, so he should wear a pair of pants.

Therefore, he also came casually if he had committed such taboos.

Duanmuxiong was silent for a while, bowed his head and stared at the feet, struggling and weighing inside.

Zheluo said in a voice transmission: "These are what I said in my heart. This is what I did, so I can live smartly.

There used to be a princess’ son who snatched the oiran with me and wanted to use conspiracy.

Without saying anything, I sent someone to kill him that night.

The matter got serious. My father was fined a hundred years and was also scolded by the monarch.

I was beaten to death by my father, and was locked up for ten years.

But so what?

I'm out of breath, feel refreshed, and I won't regret it! "

After speaking, he patted Duanmuxiong's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Second generation, you should think about it yourself."

"Yeah." Duanmu Xiong replied without raising his head.

After a long time, when he raised his head, his eyes had become firm, and his heart no longer struggled and hesitated.

...

Two hours later, this round of competition came to an end.

The last battle began.

A burly young man wearing a black armor and carrying a wide center flew onto the ring.

This is a blood flame protoss, more than ten feet tall, full of purple hair, and exudes a sturdy atmosphere.

He stood proudly on the ring, with his arms wrapped around his chest, without sadness or joy on his face.

The Protoss in the square immediately burst into cheers and shouts, and many people whispered to each other.

"It's Xue Bufan! He is finally on the stage!"

"The fifth one of the ten bests in Wangcheng, the best of the younger generation!"

"He last appeared two years ago, and he appears again today, and he seems to be stronger than before!"

"I don't know who his opponent is, it's really unfortunate and pitiful!"

"I remember it was called Tianxing? Why haven't you heard of this name?"

"Yeah! This person has never been on stage, he must be the top 30 related households by default."

"Tsk tusk tusk... Later Tianxing was violently abused by Xue Bufan, and he was brought down after three or five moves. Didn't it slap those nobles in the face?"

Just as everyone was talking, Ji Tianxing in the stands stood up.

Zhen Hong stared at him and said with a smile: "Master, be careful."

Ning Siyuan also exhorted: "Young Master Tianxing, don't be too eager to end the battle. The most important thing is to retain your strength."

Ji Tianxing nodded, stepped into the sky, and landed on the ring.

His appearance made the people on the square more heated discussions.

"That kid is Tianxing? Xue Bufan's opponent?"

"It turned out to be a foreign race? It looks ordinary and ordinary, definitely not Xue Bufan's opponent!"

"Hey... that kid came out of the northern observatory. Is the backer behind him a royal family?"

"It doesn't matter who his backing is, the arena competition relies on strength. He will be beaten to the ground in a moment and will leave with humiliation!"

The people contempt for people like Ji Tianxing who are unknown, but rely on relationships to participate in the competition.

Even, out of a certain mentality, hundreds of people all share the same hatred of the enemy and regard him as an enemy.

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted, hoping that Xue Bufan would cruelly abuse Ji Tianxing and make him faceless.

Only in this way can the people relieve their anger.

This can also be regarded as another way for the people to counterattack those aristocratic nobles!

On the ring.

Ji Tianxing and Xue Bufan stood still thousands of feet apart.

Xue Bufan looked at him with cold eyes, and said proudly: "This monarch Xue Bufan, one of the ten outstanding kings of the city, has learned from the master of a thousand opportunities..."

With a smile on the corner of Ji Tianxing's mouth, after listening to him, he said, "What about then?"

Xue Bufan frowned and said with a sneer: "You're called Tianxing, right? I have never heard your name, and I don't know where you came from.

Although, you have entered the default list due to certain relationships and directly participated in this round of competition.

But I want to remind you that the arena is more than a fight, and the sword has no eyes.

Don't pretend, if you don't want to be severely wounded and face scandalous, give up now! "

Ji Tianxing smiled more intensely, and asked, "Are you finished?"

Xue Bufan sneered even more, and said contemptuously: "What? Not reconciled, are you?"

"You are too much nonsense." Ji Tianxing shook his head, finally losing patience.

When the voice fell, he raised his right hand like lightning and slashed at Xue Bufan with a palm.

"Huh!"

A very ordinary palm without using supernatural skills.

However, the shadow of the palm that pierced the sky contains more than 30 laws of power.

Its speed is as fast as the aurora, its power destroys the sky and the earth, its momentum is like the sky collapses.

At that moment, the space of the entire ring solidified.

Xue Bufan was suppressed by the invisible power, and his body was stiff and froze in place.

His expression was stunned, his eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with horror.

However, he held the hilt in his hand, but there was no time to draw the sword.

"Boom!"

There was a loud and deafening noise.

The golden palm shadow of the size of a hundred meters hit Xue Bufan suddenly, bursting with glare.

Among them, there is also a purple blood flower.

Xue Bufan flew upside down two thousand feet ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ slammed into the sky blue shield and fell to the ground again.

He opened his mouth and sprayed a puff of black blood, closed his eyes a few times, and then slowly closed.

Unconscious on the spot!

The battle is over.

The crowded square was silent for a moment.

Everyone looked dull, their eyes staring at Ji Tianxing in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

The two princes on the ceremony stage had long expected this result.

The third prince smiled and looked very cheerful.

The second prince looked depressed and couldn't help but sigh.

"Xue Bufan is a bastard, why is there so much nonsense? Shut up now, right?"

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