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The Divine Sword General Kong Zhenhua couldn¡¯t see how Yan Buxiu took action.
However, Yan Buxiu has already taken action.
Under the scorching sun, his palm slapped Kong Zhenhua¡¯s head fiercely.
The divine sword general wanted to rely on his primitive fighting instinct to dodge, but subconsciously raised the sword.
"Click!"
¡°Bang!¡±
Two voices sounded at the same time.
The knife was smashed to pieces by Yan Buqi's palm, and then the power of the strange palm continued to fall, and it hit Kong Zhenhua's head hard.
Just listen - a "pop" sound.
It was like the sound of a watermelon being smashed.
The divine sword instantly exploded Kong Zhenhua¡¯s head. Hot blood, mixed with white brain matter, splashed in all directions.
And at the moment when the brain matter was splattered, Yan Buxiang's body exploded away again and came to the edge of the playing field, without any splashing on his body.
Plop!
The magic sword general, Kong Zhenhua, suddenly fell to the ground and died instantly!
Those who are strong in the realm of cultivation will die! !
The large square was silent, and there was no reply for a long time.
Yan Buxi ended his first game in such a tragic way.
Even the referee didn¡¯t even react and the game was over.
It took a long time for everyone to turn around, and their expressions were not very good.
They didn¡¯t applaud, they didn¡¯t cheer, they were just shocked.
This is a strong man in the realm of cultivation.
"When did a strong man at the cultivation level become so worthless?"
Being slapped to death?
You are kidding!
This is really an exaggeration.
Logically speaking, those who can participate in China's highest-level martial arts competition have similar strengths.
Even if the other person is a Grandmaster, no one will say anything if you slap him to death.
But the person you shot to death was a strong man who was also in the realm of cultivation.
Yan Buxi didn¡¯t say anything. He hugged his shoulders with his arms and glanced at Henry Zhang in the audience, his eyes were playful and threatening.
It seems that again - Henry Zhang, I'm waiting for you!
This is tantamount to a declaration of war.
"This - this Yan Buxiu is really scary."
Zhu Jianqiang was speechless, "Master, tell me the truth, why is the gap between strong people in the cultivation realm so big?"
"What is the purpose of our cultivation?"
Yan¡¯s repeated slaps not only destroyed the lives of the magic sword generals, but also destroyed the confidence of these young and energetic practitioners.
Henry Zhang said in a deep voice:
"I can only say that martial arts is never-ending, and it is a cruel art, and the price is often a living life."
Yilong swallowed his saliva and said:
"However, an instant kill with one move does not give the Divine Sword General any chance to take action and survive."
"The difference between the two is like one in the sky and one on the ground. Originally, everyone thought that they were all in the realm of cultivation, and their strength was not much different."
"Even if you can't compete, just admit defeat and you won't lose your life."
"How many resources do you need to accumulate, how many competitors do you need to squeeze out, how much talent do you need, and how much time do you need to spend to become a cultivator."
"That's it - gone?"
For these people, the realm of cultivation is the legendary level.
Watching helplessly, a legend died like this.
The degree of shock can be imagined.
This is why the world's best martial arts conference is closed to the public. Even these warriors would find it difficult to accept it. If ordinary people saw it, they might not know what it would be like.
"Even in the realm of cultivation, there are strong and weak people. Otherwise, how could I kill Wu Qilin?"
Henry Zhang said lightly.
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Sylvia Lin couldn¡¯t help but hold Henry Zhang¡¯s hand.
Compared to being shocked, Sylvia Lin was more worried about Henry Zhang¡¯s safety.
Henry Zhang smiled slightly and said:
"Honey, don't worry, I know what's going on."
At this time, Lin Mo, who was observing himself, suddenly said:
"Master, let me see that YanXiangxiang, everyone turned their attention to you during the entrance and competition. You don¡¯t have any grudges, right? "
At this time, the ears of Master Chi Jing of Longhu Mountain also stood up.
But he couldn¡¯t help complaining in his heart. He couldn¡¯t really have any grudges. How many people had this brat offended?
It seems that we have to draw a clear line with this kid. In this martial arts competition, we must at least squeeze into the top sixteen.
He started to count on his fingers. Shaolin, Wudang, Emei and other eight disciplines have occupied several places. I know a few people who are better than me. I can make it to the top sixteen without any accident.
"Coupled with Yan Buxiu, Henry Zhang, Ye Ling'er I'll go, my hope of entering the top 16 is slim.
Master Chi Jing almost cried.
Henry Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth and said:
¡°Yan¡¯s endless look is very unfamiliar to me, I probably don¡¯t recognize it.¡±
"However, I believe we will know the identity of the other party soon."
??????? In his heart, he almost thought that Yan Buxiu was a member of the Tang Sect.
¡°Moreover, on the road to winning the championship, I am afraid that sooner or later I will encounter Yan Bujie.
"Xiao Yang, I think you can have a chance with Yan Buxiu. This guy is so cruel and ruthless. He is simply a scum in the martial arts world."
"I support you in doing justice for heaven."
Chi Jingzhen was excited. If he could let Xiao Yang strangle Yan endlessly, then he would lose a competitor.
Zhu Jianqiang saw through Master Chi Jing¡¯s plan at a glance, smiled jokingly, and said:
"Master Chi Jing, do you still think that my master should win all of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Ye Ling'er, etc."
"It would be best if you and my master then have a decisive battle between the champion and the runner-up."
"Hehe, that's the best." Chi Jing said shamelessly.
When everyone heard this, they fell down for a while, this old man is so shameless.
At this time, the disciples of General Shen Dao also carried the body down, although their faces were ashen and they wanted to kill Yan endlessly.
"However, there are rules in the martial arts conference, life and death are determined by fate, and the contestants did not violate the rules, so naturally they are not responsible.
¡°Besides, the sect where Kong Zhenhua came from has a limited background and is not as profound as the upper eight sects.
Even if you want to stand up for Kong Zhenhua and take revenge, it is probably not realistic.
Because Kong Zhenhua is already the strongest person in their sect, and even the strongest person is not Yan Buxiang's opponent. How can he avenge this revenge?
The game was still going on, and Zuo Tianzong of the Kunlun faction soon came on stage.
Zuo Tianzong belongs to the upper eight sects. He has a good foundation and his strength is not compromised. He won the game easily.
¡°Gentlemen and ladies, it¡¯s about to be the last game of the morning.¡±
"Next, let's see who the chosen group of Saintess Lanruo is for, the first time, the first match."
"Oh, the results are out, Saint Lan Ruo, fighting against Longhu Mountain, Master Chi Jing!"
"Let's see if Sect Leader Lanruo, who ranks among the top ten in the odds rankings, will surprise us?" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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