"Ah..."
Wu Shan Kun scread miserably, his body flying backward, landing directly outside the arena with a loud crash, creating a huge pit in the ground.
He grasped the fractured part of his right arm with his left hand, cold sweat covering his forehead, his face turning pale as he rolled and struggled on the ground, appearing to be in extre pain.
Everyone who saw this scene felt a chill, unable to resist looking toward the arena. That mysteriously appearing Xiao Leng was terrifyingly powerful!
Even Xuanyin Monk and others were all shocked. Previously, Wu Shan Kun had displayed strength at the peak of Martial Saint within three days, which had already stunned them imnsely, but they never thought that things would take such a drastic turn; after Wu Shan Kun exploded with power and reached the peak, he was suddenly struck down the cliff, falling into the dust!
This kind of experience, even Xuanyin Monk and others, couldn’t help but cast a look of pity toward Wu Shan Kun after contemplating it.
"Ah..."
Wu Shan Kun suddenly flipped to stand up, casting a venomous and icy gaze at Xiao Zheng, shouting harshly, "I want to tear you apart!"
Saying this, Wu Shan Kun stomped on the ground fiercely, his body leaping up with a boom, landing back on the arena, and then charged toward Xiao Zheng.
Xuanyin Monk, seeing this, was greatly shocked, shouting, "Wu Shan Kun, you have already lost! Do you intend to violate the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s tournant rules?!"
However, this shouting had no effect on Wu Shan Kun. His eyes were icy cold, filled only with Xiao Zheng, aiming to kill the one who brought him disgrace!
Beneath the arena, nurous spectators saw this scene; so were surprised, so excited, all watching the arena with interest.
After all, watching the excitent never feels like too much trouble.
In this Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s tournant, such a scene was quite interesting indeed.
On the arena, seeing the frenzied expression of Wu Shan Kun, Xiao Zheng shook his head and said, "Your ntal fortitude is too poor. With your personality, even if you won, you wouldn’t make a good Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch."
"Moreover..."
At this point, a sharp gaze flashed in Xiao Zheng’s eyes, his voice turning a bit chilly, "I can defeat you once, can’t I defeat you a second ti? You bring this upon yourself, don’t bla !"
Finishing his sentence, Xiao Zheng’s wrist suddenly shook, and instantly, a two-ter-long Platinum Gang Qi sword appeared in his hand. The sword emitted a staggering Sword Qi, its sharp aura sweeping across the space.
Xiao Zheng’s gaze turned icy as he gripped this sword and slashed fiercely at the charging Wu Shan Kun. In an instant, a sword light stunned the heavens and earth, appearing as if mountains and rivers lost their color, and only a flash of the sword light was seen.
Subsequently, everything fell silent. People looked at the arena, only to see Wu Shan Kun with a frozen expression on his face, a bloodline appearing on his shoulder, and in the next mont, his arm detached from his body, falling to the ground.
Splurt!
Blood spattered wildly.
Crunch, crunch...
At this ti, a sword mark appeared on the ground, rapidly extending and sinking, and then the entire arena was split into two halves, collapsing toward both sides.
Rumble...
Dust rose everywhere.
For a mont, except for the battle on another arena, the whole Sealing Altar fell silent. Everyone stared in shock at this scene; that Xiao Leng actually severed Wu Shan Kun’s arm with one sword!
Such a thod was too sharp, too brutal, too astonishing!
Wu Shan Kun’s body swayed, a bitter smile erging on his face. He opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but with a thud, fainted on the arena.
Xuanyin Monk saw this and lost his composure for a mont, shaking his head to recover from the shock, then loudly declared, "This battle, Xiao Leng wins!"
Boom!
The vast Sealing Altar erupted in a thunderous cheer, everyone’s faces flushed with excitent; this battle was indeed splendid and colorful!
Even Yue You, when looking at Xiao Zheng, had a flash of brilliance in her eyes. That formidable stance Xiao Zheng displayed for that mont was as if a god or demon, full of charm, captivating those who saw it.
On the arena, glancing around casually, Xiao Zheng directly stepped down, and under the eyes filled with worship or awe, he directly left.
The crowd was stunned.
Just left like that?
Then they imdiately understood that after defeating Wu Shan Kun, Xiao Leng indeed had no need to stay here; he just needed to co back tomorrow for the final battle.
Though that was the case, they were still shocked. Xiao Leng was so confident that he didn’t even spare a glance at the arena of Copper Stick Long Tao and Dongyang Taoist, as if no matter who wins there, he would definitely be the victor tomorrow!
Watching that carefree departing figure, everyone’s eyes were filled with strong admiration.
What is the deanor of the strong?
This is it!
Even Yue You, before, when she looked at Xiao Zheng, only a trace of brilliance flashed in her eyes. At this mont, the look in her eyes was imasurably bright when looking at Xiao Zheng!
Xuanyin Monk shook his head with a bitter smile, saying nothing more, but instead gave orders to have Wu Shan Kun’s unconscious body dragged away, also taking that severed arm with him.
Xiao Zheng acted with precision. With modern dical techniques, reattaching a freshly severed arm poses no problem, especially considering the robust vitality of a Martial Saint; achieving this is naturally easier.
However, although the arm can be reattached, it will never be as perfect as before. With a damaged body, if Wu Shan Kun wishes to advance further in the future, it will be as hard as climbing to the heavens, which is also the price he pays for breaking the rules.
Boom!
At this mont, a loud noise erupted on another arena. Dongyang Taoist seed to have gone mad, screaming frantically, and the Gang Qi within his body started to burn, like a gigantic sun.
Boom, boom, boom!
Energy surged, and the arena shook violently.
Everyone was startled; Dongyang Taoist appeared to be desperate. The cultivation technique he practiced seed inherently violent, making its power terrifying to the extre!
Copper Stick Long Tao sneered, continuously channeling Gang Qi into the copper stick. With a hum, mystical runes lit up on the copper stick, unleashing a terrifying might!
"Die!"
With a fierce shout, Long Tao gripped the copper stick with both hands, rcilessly smashing it toward his opponent.
Boom!
The ground shook and the mountains quaked.
The entire arena was smashed apart by the copper stick, the ground quivering, rubble soaring, and Dongyang Taoist, unable to even unleash his attack, still gathering power, was pounded into mince with one blow!
Brutal! Fierce! rciless!
Everyone gasped, their hair standing on end.
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