Kill Zheng Jian and Swallow the Yellow Luck!

On the stage of life and death.

Zheng Jian twisted his neck, and suddenly, a series of crackling joints sounded.

He held the gun in one hand, looked at Xiao Ming opposite and sneered, "Xiao, you dare to fight me to the death, hehe, you are looking for death, you can't blame others!"

Before he finished speaking.

Zheng Jian stepped heavily on the ground, and shot at Xiao Ming like a cannon-bullet, while waving the big iron gun in his hand wildly, and instantly stabbed out hundreds of thick gun shadows.

The gun shadows were dense, and they were also accompanied by scorching fire, sweeping towards Xiao Ming like a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing this scene, the people in the audience exclaimed.

"This is the top-grade yellow-level spear skill, the Liaoyuan Spear Skill!"

"The Liaoyuan Spear Skill is Zheng Jian's most powerful martial art. I didn't expect that Zheng Jian would use it just as the battle began."

"Once the Liaoyuan Spear Skill is used, it will be like a sea of ​​​​burning fire, unstoppable! If Xiao Ming doesn't have the corresponding means to fight back, he will probably suffer a great loss!"

The audience was talking about it.

At this time, Zheng Jian's dense spear shadows had come within three feet of Xiao Ming.

Although the spear shadows had not yet touched Xiao Ming, the accompanying blazing fire had already burned Xiao Ming's hair slightly curled up.

Until this time, Xiao Ming had not fought back, but just stood there holding the long sword in his hand, with a calm face.

In the eyes of others and Zheng Jian, Xiao Ming seemed to be frightened and dared not move.

At this moment.

A breeze suddenly blew.

The wind rose, and people moved!

Xiao Ming's body shook slightly, and with the sound of the wind, he disappeared directly on the spot.

"Huh?! Such a fast body movement!"

Zheng Jian was shocked. He looked around quickly, but could not find any trace of Xiao Ming. Subconsciously, Zheng Jian retracted the spear and turned to defense.

There were gusts of wind around.

But Xiao Ming was still nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian's expression changed, and he turned his head suddenly and stabbed fiercely behind him!

"I sense you! Go to hell!"

Zheng Jian shouted loudly, and a thick spear light more than one meter long emerged from the sharp tip of the spear.

Sure enough.

Behind Zheng Jian, an illusory figure emerged.

With a "swish" sound!

The thick spear light blasted the figure, and the figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Jian instantly became alert. What he stabbed was just an illusion, not the real Xiao Ming.

He was fooled!

"I'm here."

A leisurely voice suddenly sounded above Zheng Jian's head. The voice was faint, but to Zheng Jian it sounded like a deadly ghost's voice.

Zheng Jian was frightened and his hair stood on end. He raised his gun and stabbed without thinking.

However, it was a little too late.

Behind Xiao Ming who appeared in the sky, a majestic river of sword energy emerged. At this moment, all the sword energy of the river was poured into his sword body.

"Cut!"

Holding the Thunder Sword, Xiao Ming looked down from above and chopped out two powerful sword skills in one breath.

The next moment.

Hundreds of dense sword shadows accompanied by dazzling lightning and sharp golden light drowned Zheng Jian like a rainstorm.

This is the Hundred Shadows Crazy Slash!

After the Hundred Shadows Crazy Slash, a crescent-shaped sword energy more than one meter long also shot out.

This is the Broken Moon Slash!

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, it was like countless cannonballs exploding at the same time, causing bursts of piercing explosions.

Hundred Shadows Crazy Slash poured down, smashing the big iron spear in Zheng Jian's hand, blasting Zheng Jian into a bloody mess, and blood spurting wildly.

Then, in Zheng Jian's horrified eyes, the crescent-shaped golden sword energy also came.

"Bang" sound!

Zheng Jian was hit hard by the crescent-shaped sword energy, and the powerful force directly blasted Zheng Jian to the stage of life and death. The majestic sword energy penetrated Zheng Jian's chest and came out from his back!

Zheng Jian was almost cut in half by the sword energy!

In countless shocked eyes, Zheng Jian lay straight on the ground, blood foam spurting out of his mouth. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Then his head tilted and he died completely.

From the time when Xiao Ming and Zheng Jian started fighting to the time when he killed Zheng Jian, the two seemed to have fought frequently, but in fact, only a few short breaths of time had passed.

In the eyes of many people, it seemed that the two people in the field had just started fighting, and then they saw Zheng Jian being blown away by a sword and died under the stage.

This process was extremely short!

After Xiao Ming killed Zheng Jian, he sheathed his sword and looked coldly at Zheng Jian's body on the ground.

I saw a yellow luck coming out of Zheng Jian's body, and then entered Xiao Ming's body and was swallowed and absorbed by him.

After swallowing the luck, Xiao Ming looked around coldly.

I saw everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and they looked at him stupidly like sculptures.

Silence.

There was a deathly silence around.

All the disciples present were stunned.

Many people rubbed their eyes subconsciously, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.

Zheng Jian is dead?

Zheng Jian, who has cultivated to the great perfection of Yuan Gang Realm and is well-known, was easily killed by Xiao Ming, who is only in the middle stage?

And the battle process was so short!

Is it really exaggerated!

"Gudong".

A disciple swallowed nervously.

This voice seemed to wake up everyone. The next moment, the extremely quiet audience suddenly became harsh.

"This, this, this...what is going on!"

"Zheng Jian is dead, Zheng Jian is dead!"

"Am I seeing right? Zheng Jian was killed by Xiao Ming?"

"What do you mean by killing? Xiao Ming was suppressing Zheng Jian from the beginning to the end!"

"This...Xiao Ming's strength is too terrible! Is he still in the middle stage of Yuan Gang Realm? I suspect he is playing dumb!"

All the disciples were discussing fiercely, and their spit flew everywhere, like a group of ducks quacking at the same time.

Offstage.

Zheng Peng, who had a smile on his face, felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a mouthful of feces. He never thought that his elder brother would be defeated by Xiao Ming!

His elder brother was a great perfection in Yuan Gang Realm. How could he die in Xiao Ming's hands?

How could this happen!

At this moment, Zheng Peng's mood was extremely complicated, and at the same time, he was extremely afraid.

He was scared.

Even his elder brother was not Xiao Ming's opponent. How dare he go against Xiao Ming!

Zheng Peng, panicking, pursed his lips and quietly left the crowd.

Just then.

"Swish!"

A flash of sword energy flashed and instantly came in front of Zheng Peng. Zheng Peng didn't even scream before he was killed by the sword energy on the spot.

The person who released the sword energy was Xiao Ming.

Although Zheng Peng was no longer a threat to him, Xiao Ming's style of doing things has always been to cut the grass and root it out.

Leave no harm!

After killing Zheng Peng, Xiao Ming left the life and death stage and strode towards his own courtyard.

The disciples around him automatically made way for a wide road, and everyone looked at Xiao Ming with fiery eyes.

From today on, Xiao Ming's reputation in the sect will rise!

Looking at the high-spirited and glorious Xiao Ming.

Lin Feng in the crowd clenched his fists fiercely.

A trace of strong fear and admiration flashed in his eyes.

He had estimated that Xiao Ming would definitely win, but he never expected that Xiao Ming would win so easily!

Two moves.

Just two sword moves, Zheng Jian was killed on the spot.

Such strength, even the always proud Lin Feng was terrified.

"Senior Brother Xiao is too scary, I am not as good as him..." Lin Feng muttered.

In the distance.

Sect Leader Li Changfeng and others were also in extreme shock.

"My goodness, Xiao Ming's strength is far beyond our imagination!" an elder exclaimed.

"Yes, we expected that even if Xiao Ming could win, he would have to go through a tough battle. Who would have thought that this kid would be so strong and domineering that he could defeat Zheng Jian in just a few moves!"

"The master has accepted a good disciple!"

"If Xiao Ming is given time to grow, he will surely become a giant and strengthen our Lingjian Sect in the future!"

"Xiao Ming should be trained as a priority!"

"Hahaha!" Li Changfeng suddenly raised his head and laughed, his face full of indescribable pride, "He is worthy of being my good disciple! He has made me proud!"

"Now I say that I want to give Xiao Ming rich training resources. Who agrees and who opposes?"

Li Changfeng looked at the elders and said domineeringly.

No one objected.

On the contrary, all the elders nodded firmly.