Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 252 The Price (Part [-])
Boom, boom!
In the quiet space, the throbbing heartbeat of the crowd can be heard.

Pairs of eyes were extremely astonished!

Xue Wuyou is the Ninth Layer True Spirit, so he was killed like this, this silver-haired Shura King is too perverted.

"It seems that although this guy is a little crazy, his fighting power is really scary."

Seeing Xue Wuyou's ending, the hearts of the onlookers jumped, and they finally understood at this moment that Lin Jingyu was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"What a wicked fellow!"

Shi Tuoba's eyes trembled slightly, admiring it, just now he was worried that the silver-haired Shura King's cultivation level was not enough, now it seems that his vision is still too narrow.

Of course, these people will never know that before Lin Jingyu used his physical strength to blast a true spirit ninefold with two punches.

Now that he has been promoted to the sixth level of the true spirit, he will only become stronger.

So, not to mention the nine-fold true spirit, even a half-step spirit baby, or even stronger, Lin Jingyu is enough to deal with it.

"You killed Xue Wuyou!"

Wang Ling's pupils also froze, and he muttered something, as if surprised.

He is also powerful in battle, with a half-step spirit infant, he can challenge the spirit infant realm across a large realm.

But it was impossible to kill Xue Wuyou so easily.

"I will not only kill him, but I will also kill you." Lin Jingyu smiled jokingly, stepped forward on the dilapidated battle platform, and said coldly, making Wang Ling's expression stunned.

Immediately, Wang Ling laughed wildly again!

"Kill me? Hahaha! You are so naive!"

"Xue Wuyou is very strong, but in my hands, he is also trash. Just because you kill him, doesn't mean you can kill me."

"I'll let you understand what it means...to overestimate one's abilities!"

Wang Ling also burst into laughter, drew his sword and moved, the terrifying edge of the sword raged, and the sharp edge once again made the crowd feel the pain of tearing their skin.

Wang Ling is not only No. 1 among the top ten arrogances, but also a sword cultivator, a type of person with the ultimate killing skills.

The cultivation base of the half-step spiritual infant, and the blessing of powerful rebellion combat power, made him look so powerful.

At this time, Lin Jingyu also rushed forward, his silver hair fluttering.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were extremely calm, staring at Wang Ling, as if staring at prey.

That's right, Wang Ling also noticed this look.

It was as if Lin Jingyu was a hunter.

And he was Lin Jingyu's prey.

Very upset!
"Thousands of swords!"

Wang Ling gave a cold cry, the sword clashed, and swept across the air. The sword in his hand seemed to hide thousands of swords, and he swept out like that, sweeping towards Lin Jingyu continuously.

The sword filled the entire battle platform.

The onlookers could only see the shadow of the sword flickering, and only the killing was raging.

"If I go up, this move is enough to kill me instantly."

A young man with eight levels of true spirit gritted his teeth, and spat out a sentence in fear.

The crowd took it for granted.

No. 1 among the top ten talents, how can it be a waste of fame.

"It seems that Wang Ling is indeed capable, maybe he is really my reliance."

Huang Meier used Wang Ling to eradicate Lin Jingyu before, but now she saw Wang Ling's excellence, he was the one she wanted, and she could be her husband candidate.

The terrifying sword shadow covered Lin Jingyu, there was no gap at all, it was full of extreme sword-doing murderous intent, as if it wanted to kill Lin Jingyu directly.

Lin Jingyu was still flickering forward, as if he was about to rush into the defenseless sword shadows all over the sky, but at this moment, a playful and cold smile bloomed on his face.

That's right, Lin Jingyu was actually laughing when he charged into it and was sure to die.

At this moment, not only Wang Ling on the stage of life and death, but also Shi Tuoba, Huang Meier and everyone under the stage saw Lin Jingyu's sneer in the shadow of swords full of murderous intent...

At this moment, he can still laugh.

"Under my Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One Sword Art, if you still dare to laugh, you are courting death!"

Wang Ling was furious, and he rushed into the shadow of the sword, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Lin Jingyu and erase the smile on his face.

"Ten thousand swords return to one sword art!"

"Your sword, don't even try to touch me!"

Suddenly, Lin Jingyu uttered a sentence indifferently, which made the hearts of the crowd twitch suddenly, but the sound of drawing the sword filled the ears of the crowd even faster.

A momentum bloomed, and in the world, the sword momentum suddenly appeared.

In the sword posture, the sword shadow seemed insignificant, constantly shattering.

As Lin Jingyu walked forward, the sword shadow didn't even touch him, let alone the hem of his clothes.

"Sword potential!"

"This is the second level of swordsmanship, subtle sword power!"

Wang Ling was also a swordsman, so he was terrified of how he didn't know this trend.

Sword cultivators can defeat high-ranking powerhouses with just the power of their swords.

"retreat!"

He suddenly wanted to retreat, he gave up killing Lin Jingyu in the shadow of the sword and retreated, but Lin Jingyu had already rushed in front of him.

"All swords are united!"

"puff!"

It was only when Wang Ling used his sword art to combine thousands of sword shadows into one sword, a beam of sword light flashed away like a shooting star in the dark night.

The speed was extremely fast, and in a flash of surprise, it wiped Wang Ling's throat.

Clang!
Immediately, the sword returned to its sheath, and the world returned to silence.

All actions are completed in an instant.

It can almost be described in one word, that is crisp and neat!

The sword shadow on the battle platform shattered, and the condensed Gui Yi sword dispersed.

Both of them stood on the stage.

Lin Jingyu's expression was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened just standing there.

On the other side, blood burst from Wang Ling's throat, hissing out. Wang Ling held his throat with his hands, stared at Lin Jingyu in horror, and fell back step by step in despair until he fell under the battle platform.

Wang Ling, die!

He died because of a woman's instigation, to show off his prestige.

No. 1 of the top ten talents, has a bright future, offended people who shouldn't be offended, but ruined in vain, sad!

The silence under the battle arena is terrifying, and you can hear a needle drop!

"Hiss—"

Immediately, the sound of sucking in cold air rang out.

Watching the battle that ended so quickly, the eyes of the crowd were stunned, some were shocked, some were incredulous, some were in awe, and some were also afraid...

Wang Ling's sword didn't even touch the body of the silver-haired King Shura, and he died.

The Tianjiao who is half-step spiritual infant can leapfrog to challenge the strong infant spirit, and he can kill Lin Jingyu with full confidence, but in the end, he was killed by a sword across his throat.

"Pervert! Only now do I know why the silver-haired Shura King dared to challenge the Xue family, the genius of the Tian family. This guy is strong when he meets the strong."

"Even Wang Ling can kill him, and the only ones who can make him his opponent are the top ten talents and the four great kings."

"Pervert, this guy is really terrifying. We all misunderstood him. He is not arrogant, but has real and pure combat power and strength."

"I'm looking forward to his battle with Tianjiu."

The crowd was suddenly discussing, with expressions of shock and awakening written on their faces, yes, awakening, they only now understood why Lin Jingyu was called the 'Silver-haired Shura King'.

Huang Meier was also trembling in her heart, she was terrified, she knew in her heart that she seemed to have offended someone she shouldn't have offended.

Thinking of this, she turned around and prepared to take the opportunity to escape.

"You can go now."

Lin Jingyu's eyes suddenly fell on her, as if being stared at by some peerless monster, making her body stiff.

Turning his eyes, he found that Lin Jingyu's eyes were extremely cold and cold, and his murderous intentions were not concealed.

This woman wanted to kill him again and again, but now she still wants to escape safely?

"Young Master Qin, why bother with a weak woman like me!"

Huang Meier suddenly smiled charmingly, and looked at Lin Jingyu charmingly.

But the murderous intent had locked on to her, and instead of decreasing, her body began to tremble. Lin Jingyu's determination to kill her could be seen in his eyes.

"Master Qin, I... I can be your woman, your...!!"

Only halfway through her words, a beam of sword light suddenly filled her pupils, and the same line of blood bloomed at her throat, and the crazy and infatuated Miaoman body fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)