I have a wild world

Chapter 282
Everyone is afraid of death, and so are practitioners.

So, after a short period of shock and fear, the only remaining 'Water God', Shui Wuya, stood up bravely, and said in a deep voice: "The strength of Lingxiao Pavilion is extraordinary. This time, it is Meng Lang, my Heavenly God Sect, but you have already killed me." After killing our three great gods, I think I should have exhausted enough anger, so how about this matter ending here?"

"Of course, in order to express our apology to the High Heaven Pavilion, the Tianshenmen is willing to offer a hundred middle-grade spirit stones as compensation, and hopes to turn hostility into friendship with everyone in the High Heaven Pavilion."

wow~
As Shui Wuya's voice fell, the commotion resounded in this place again.

"Did I hear you right? The Heavenly God Sect, who has always been strong and domineering, has actually given up?"

"Even the fourth-ranked Tianshenmen have voluntarily surrendered. This Lingxiao Pavilion is going to fly to the sky. It can't be said that the top three names that have not changed for more than ten years will change this time!"

"It can't be said that, this time the Tenshenmen came to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting. The strongest is the fourth-ranked 'Golden God'. There are three stronger gods above him. It is said that all three have reached the innate The limit of the second realm may break through to the legendary grand master realm at any time, let alone that mysterious sect master!"

"Yes, the strength of the High Heaven Pavilion is indeed not weak, but it should not be realistic to squeeze into the top three!"

"You all seem to have forgotten a question. It is true that Tianshenmen did not send the highest combat power to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting this time, but... Lingxiaoge sent?"

"This……"

Looking at Ling Xiaofeng, who was too young in the field, and the barbarian masters who were no older than thirty in the stands, countless people fell silent for a while.

Center of the venue.

Hearing Shui Wuya's words, Ling Xiaofeng's expression didn't change at all, and he said calmly: "I'm done? Then send the next one up quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

"..."

In a word, the smile on Shui Wuya's face suddenly froze.

After a while, he stared at Ling Xiaofeng with an ugly face, and his voice became cold: "Ling Xiaofeng, are you sure you want to fight to the death with my Tianshenmen? Don't think that you are invincible after defeating the 'Jin Tianshen'. , stronger than him..."

"A lot of nonsense!"

Ling Xiaofeng waved his hand, ignored Shui Wuya's eloquence, and looked at the judges who had been shocked until now.

"Several, during the deathmatch, is it allowed to admit defeat? In addition, if one party's representative does not come to the stage before the battle is completely over, how should we deal with it?"

Hearing this, several judges who were shocked by Ling Xiaofeng's strength suddenly woke up.

They looked at me, I looked at you, and in the end, they all focused their attention on the host this time and the honorary chief judge of the 'Blood Cloud Gate' Taishang Zhang teacher.

"Cough cough~"

The Supreme Elder of 'Blood Cloud Gate' choked for a moment, then stood up bravely: "According to the rules set by the Martial Arts Union, in a deathmatch, unless one party represents a complete death or loses combat effectiveness, it is not allowed to admit defeat halfway through. !"

"If one party's representative does not take the initiative to fight, then the other party's representative has the right to choose one of them as an opponent at will. The selected one must fight on stage. If not, the 'law enforcement team' will execute on the spot."

"And... after the deathmatch is over, the Martial Arts Union will punish the party that violated the rules of the deathmatch..."

"enough."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xiaofeng interrupted: "Did you hear that? I'll give you ten seconds at the end. Choose the next one. After ten seconds, I will choose myself!"

Including Shui Wuya, the remaining five representatives from the Tianshen sect, whose faces became more and more ugly.

Shui Wuya's eyes flickered several times, he gritted his teeth for the last time, stood up from his seat, and came to the ring after a few ups and downs.

"I wish I had done this earlier, it's a waste of time!" Ling Xiaofeng curled his mouth and wanted to do it.

"Wait!" Shui Wuya suddenly said in a low voice, with a cold tone, "Ling Xiaofeng, are you sure you want to tear yourself apart from Tianshenmen?"

"Hehe, it's come to this point, don't you think you're talking nonsense?" Ling Xiaofeng smiled faintly, but he didn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

He has never been a person who likes to cause trouble, but he is definitely not a person who is afraid of trouble. Whether it is Tianshenmen or other forces, as long as they dare to hit him with ideas, then they have to bear the corresponding price.

Shui Wuya suddenly showed a cold smile, and lowered his voice again: "Nonsense? I don't think so, but I think this is your last chance to change your mind."

"I heard that you are from Lingjia Village, Yunnan-Guizhou Province. It is a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. By the way, I heard that there is a very beautiful widow in your village named... Zhang Yunqi, right? I haven't seen her, but I heard Said that she also has a lovely daughter who is only five or six years old this year..."

Seeing Ling Xiaofeng whose expression began to change, the smile on Shui Wuya's face became more intense.

"To tell you the truth, after knowing that you have those good things in your hands, we are planning to go to you directly. Later, we heard that you came to the martial arts exchange meeting, so..."

"We had no choice but to split into two groups, but at this point in time, that beautiful little widow should be a guest at the Heavenly God Gate, I don't know you..."

"Do you know what you will bring to Tianshenmen by saying these words?"

Before Shui Wuya could finish speaking, Ling Xiaofeng lightly interrupted his words, his voice became very calm, even calmer than before.

A chill instinctively rose in Shui Wuya's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

He said lightly: "I said these words just to give you, the last chance to make up for Ling Xiao Pavilion. There are indeed many good things in this world, but if you lose your life, no matter how many good things there are, then It's just a moon in the water, right?"

"Yes!" Ling Xiaofeng nodded lightly, "What you said just now is very correct. If you lose your life, no matter how good things are, they will just pass away!"

"So, are you ready?"

Shui Wuya was stunned for a moment: "Prepare? Prepare for what?"

"die!"

Ling Xiaofeng uttered a word coldly, and then his body moved.

The first form of the reckless battle technique - Flying Apsaras!
"You...you don't mess around...I...ah!~" When he heard the word 'death', Shui Wuya instantly realized what Ling Xiaofeng meant, and his expression changed drastically.

However, only half of what he said turned into a miserable howl.

puff~
The sound of the blade tearing flesh echoed here, and an arm sprayed with blood fell onto the ring.

then……

Another scream, and...another flying arm!

brush brush~
The light of the knife is like electricity, and there are bursts of cold light.

When Ling Xiaofeng stopped his movements, Shui Wuya didn't die, but...it was worse than death!

Hands, feet, ears, nose...

As long as there are some protruding organs, they have been separated from his body, and he has become a real 'human stick'.

The powerful strength of the innate second realm gave him a strong vitality, but at this moment, it also brought him pain and fear that he would never forget in his life!
Call, call out!

Move, can't move!

Death is better than death!

(End of this chapter)