Chapter Seventy-Two: Kill One More Person

The light on the battle platform finally dissipated, revealing a tall figure, which was Ling Changkong, and the champion was lying in a pool of blood at this time, and he had no breath.

Although Zhao Qian didn't say that he couldn't kill people during the competition, but this ring battle had been going on for so long, and there was still one person who died, but he never thought that Ling Changkong had opened this head, and it was the existence of the Xuanling Triple Cultivator who killed the Xuanling Ninefold.

"How is it possible? This man actually killed the Champion?!"

Looking at this result, the disciples under the battle platform did not react for a long time, and muttered to themselves, in their opinion, even if they took 10,000 steps back, Ling Changkong could win by luck, and it should be a miserable victory.

And now, Ling Changkong not only won, but also killed the original champion, and more importantly, Ling Changkong didn't seem to have suffered any damage, at least on the surface.

However, how did they know that the light suddenly erupted just now, which caught the champion off guard, and Ling Changkong also avoided the attack of the champion by the cover of the strong light, and then sealed the marquis with a sword at an extremely fast speed, even if he wanted to be damaged, it was impossible.

"It is worthy of being the person who killed Xia Bufan, his strength has increased now compared to then. ”

While all the disciples were shocked, one or two exclamations came from the crowd, and they were the people who had gone to watch the battle.

"What? He killed Xia Bufan, could he be Ling Changkong?"

During this time in the Qishan faction, although Ling Changkong was already very famous, there were still people who didn't know him, and when he heard someone say about Ling Changkong's deeds, he couldn't help but exclaim.

They don't know Ling Changkong, but it's impossible for them not to know Xia Bufan, and the person who can kill Xia Bufan is definitely not an ordinary person.

The deeds of Ling Changkong spread among the crowd, but for a while, no one dared to climb onto the battle platform and challenge Ling Changkong.

"Am I going to qualify straight out like this? ”

After waiting for a moment, Ling Changkong frowned slightly, thinking to himself secretly in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it is naturally best for no one to challenge.

When he was fighting with the original champion just now, the subsequent blow did not attack him, but the first two encounters were real, Ling Changkong was indeed injured internally, but it was not light or serious, and Ling Changkong did not show it.

Seeing that no one was on the battlefield to challenge, Ling Changkong sat cross-legged directly, waiting for a quarter of an hour to pass.

"Hehe, this time Changkong is going to be directly promoted. In the stands, Zhao Yingying couldn't help but laugh happily when she saw that no one dared to challenge Ling Changkong, which was also a manifestation of strength.

"Not necessarily. ”

At this moment, Gu Wuyan on the side opened his mouth and instructed a monk in the late stage of Xuanling below: "You go and see Ling Changkong blasting down." ”

Gu Wuyan's transmission did not hide Zhao Yingying, which made Zhao Yingying pout, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was very unhappy: "Senior Brother Gu, didn't you promise not to trouble Changkong again?"

"Yingying, I didn't want to trouble Ling Changkong, but we are going to participate in the Western Competition this time, what we want is not mediocre, Ling Changkong only wins one game, and it is too whimsical to want to participate in the Western Competition. ”

Hearing Zhao Yingying's question, Gu Wuyan smiled and explained to Zhao Yingying, his words were sincere, and he seemed to really think about the western Dabi.

"Changkong now makes everyone else afraid and doesn't dare to go up to challenge, isn't it his strength?" Zhao Yingying forced Gu Wuyan to look at, and her pretty face turned white with anger.

"The reason why such a phenomenon appeared was just because Ling Changkong had killed the original champion with thunder before, which was unpredictable, so he didn't dare to go to the battle platform for a while, but Ling Changkong may have been seriously injured now. ”

"What if it's not seriously injured?"

"If it's not seriously injured, it's easy to do, Ling Changkong can see the challenger's bombardment, after all, the challenger's strength is not as good as the original champion. Gu Wuyan said with a straight face: "This person went up just to prevent Ling Changkong from being seriously injured, and he continued to hold on, and finally made up for it." ”

"You ......"

Not to mention Gu Wuyan, even Zhao Yingying was now worried that Ling Changkong might have been seriously injured, so she was like this, but just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Zhao Qian.

"Don't quarrel with the two of you, that person has already stepped onto the battlefield at this time, and Ling Changkong will know what this person is like in a while. ”

Zhao Qian said lightly, Zhao Yingying and Gu Wuyan turned their heads to look, and sure enough, a challenger had boarded the battle platform in the sky, the corners of Gu Wuyan's mouth hooked up a sneer, but Zhao Yingying couldn't help but get nervous.

On the battle platform, Ling Changkong saw that someone was on the battle platform, so he stood up and looked at the other party indifferently.

"Ling Changkong, I know you're already injured, it's better to go down obediently now, otherwise, hehe, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”

The man sneered, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, although he said that he wanted Ling Changkong to go down, but he had already taken out the long sword in his hand, and the mysterious power on his body had already burst out.

"Whose person are you?"

After seeing the challenger, Ling Changkong's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and he had already made up his mind in his heart, and asked at the challenger.

"It's good that you know, but even if you knew, you wouldn't be able to escape death today. ”

The challenger didn't say which camp he belonged to, but sneered again, poured all the mystical power into the long sword in his hand, and said, "I won't delay you anymore, so I'll kill you with one blow." ”

"I don't know who killed whom!"

Ling Changkong didn't ask anymore, and said coldly, injecting all the remaining Xuan power into the big sword, since the other party wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn't let the other party go.

"Wind Piercing!"

The challenger suddenly moved, and let out a loud shout, as if he was fused with the long sword, like a sharp sword piercing the void, stabbing towards Ling Changkong.

"Aurora Nian Sword Kill!"

Ling Changkong also directly used his strongest form, and the stinging light of his eyes once again filled the battle platform, but Ling Changkong himself turned into a shocking sword and slashed towards the challenger.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the surrounding space couldn't help but tremble, and a solemn aura came out.

"The result?"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and at this moment, they seemed to be no longer afraid of the bright light, and stared at the battle platform tightly.

On the battle platform, the strong light gradually dissipated, revealing two figures, both of whom were lying on their backs, as if they had been injured in the collision.

At this time, Ling Changkong's big knife had been broken, he was holding the broken knife in his right hand, but his left hand was "ticking and ticking" with blood, and his steps were unsteady, but he finally turned around.

"After all, I will beat you to death. ”

Looking at the figure that was still standing, Ling Changkong said lightly, but everyone's pupils couldn't help shrinking, what? Ling Changkong won?!

Ling Changkong threw away the broken knife, came to the man's side, and directly took away the long sword and space ring in the man's hand, and then pushed it, and the man fell to the ground softly.

At this time, everyone realized that the challenger's throat was "gurgling" blood, and he was indeed dead.

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