On the ring.

Thirty people and sixty eyes with cold light all fell on Ling Jianchen.

Each of them is a genius, and the pride of a genius cannot be humiliated!

Ling Jianchen challenged them thirty by himself. If they were defeated in this battle, what would they do in the future to survive in the Nine Sword Sect?

Almost at the same time as he was on stage.

These thirty people formed the same front, and in this battle, they would have to defeat Ling Jianchen.

No!

Not just defeat.

But he was ruined!

Make him a complete waste.

"Do it!"

Tang Tianhao spoke suddenly, like the wolf king among the wolves. He did not take action at the first time, but stood there motionless. He was planning to observe Ling Jianchen's battle with everyone.

As long as he seizes a slight opportunity, he will take action with thunderous force.

boom!

Figures swept past him, with an astonishing speed. In an instant, they approached Ling Jianchen in an encirclement.

Like a pack of wolves siegeing the lost lambs.

The first one to arrive in front of Ling Jianchen were three powerful men at the seventh level of martial spirit. Their faces were covered with coldness and ferociousness: "Ling Jianchen, it is undeniable that your strength is indeed very strong. But at the same time, you will pay a heavy price for it!"

The three of them held weapons and cold blades, and were approaching.

"roll!"

Ling Jianchen looked cold and raised his fist and smashed it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amid the three dull collisions, the figures of the three flew backwards and flew out of the ring directly.

Three punches.

Eliminate three people!

"Damn it, he is very powerful, you guys are careful!" Tang Tianhao's eyes were cold and he commanded in a deep voice, "Wu Jun and Zhang Xiao, you two are good at attacking from afar, attacking from afar!"

"yes!"

Wu Jun and Zhang Xiao in his mouth retreated at the same time, setting a distance apart.

Take out a large bow.

Bend the bow and arrow.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Arrows shot towards Ling Jianchen. Ling Jianchen, who had just defeated the two of them, his eyes narrowed, and the arrows behind him were astonishingly fast. He felt a wave of sweat standing up behind him.

He leaped into the ground with his toes and jumped out.

While landing, a donkey rolled around and flipped out ten meters.

While dodging, gusts of wind fell behind him, and the bangs were endless. They were sharp arrows falling behind him one after another.

More than thirty arrows were inserted hard on the ground to form a long arrow passage.

If Ling Jianchen had just dodged, he would have been pierced by these arrows.

"It seems that I am still too kind. I dare to shoot cold arrows behind my back, hoho ho..." A harsh laugh came from his throat, causing the five people who had just approached him to numb their scalp.

The five of them looked at each other and planned to withdraw first.

"Since you are here, don't leave!" Ling Jianchen's eyes narrowed, and the Emperor's sword intention was covering the surroundings in an instant.

The five people suddenly stopped, as if they were entering a mud and poured their feet into lead.

"Oops!"

"Is this the true meaning of martial arts?"

The five people's faces fell into the water.

Ling Jianchen's figure had appeared in front of them. His handsome face had a cold look, like the god of death coming from the Nine Netherworlds. Above his fair fist, there was a dark yellow light.

Bang bang bang bang!

The fist shadows arrived colorfully.

Each punch hit a person, and wherever he hit the punch, he collapsed. His bones were broken and he screamed in pain. He was kicked off the ring like mud by Ling Jianchen, screaming.

"Come here!"

Ling Jianchen jumped, and the six figures dispersed at the same time, bypassing everyone.

Appeared in front of Zhang Xiao and the others.

The arrows in their hands had just been put on the bowstring when a cold palm grabbed their long arrows and large bows. A terrifying force came from the palm, causing their bodies to stagger and pounce forward.

Bang bang!

The knee suddenly raised and hit the two of them hard on the chins.

Wow……

The two screamed and their mouths were bleeding.

Driven by violent force, the whole body leaned back and fell backwards. Ling Jianchen raised his legs again and raked in the air. He thrust on the arms of the two and drove them off the ring.

Their arms have been bent at ninety degrees, their bones are broken, and their arms are scrapped.

"Ling Jianchen, you are so brave. How dare you take such a ruthless move?" A powerful man from the ninth level of martial spirit glared at Ling Jianchen and roared.

Ling Jianchen looked at him like an idiot and pointed at Chen Kun: "Elder Chen said that he has no eyes. If you want to blame, you can only blame them for their own skills, so how can you blame me?"

"You, you..."

Everyone was speechless.

Ling Jianchen stood on the ring and looked at the remaining twenty people, with cold eyes: "Didn't you just say you wanted to destroy me and let me kneel on the ground to admit that you are garbage? I'm standing here now, so you come and let me know how strong you so-called geniuses are!"

Even if he was one to twenty, he was still fearless.

Like the undefeated God of War.

It's frightening.

Even though twenty people had an absolute advantage in number, at this moment, they looked at each other and no one dared to take the lead.

Ling Jianchen shook his head and said disappointedly: "It's all a bunch of waste, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight." No matter everyone was red and full of humiliation, he looked at Tang Tianhao and hooked his fingers, "Tang Tianhao, didn't you say you wanted to teach me how to be a human being? Why do you only dare to hide behind people now? Are you going to kill me with your eyes?"

Tang Tianhao's face turned blue and white: "..."

He was waiting for Ling Jianchen viciously, but when he thought of Ling Jianchen's words "Kill me with his eyes", his face turned as dark as carbon, and he withdrew his gaze.

"Since you don't do it, I'm not polite!"

Buzz!

A black light floated behind him, and a black sword flew out of the scabbard.

It is the Sky-Breaking Sword made of Ziji Xuanfei.

The Broken Sky Sword is comparable to a sixth-grade combat soldier at this moment!

Above the warriors, the sharp edge was swaying, carrying the power of the broken sky, and shaking slightly in his hands. When the broken sky sword came out, the warriors in the hands of many powerful people around him were buzzing and fear came.

It seems as if facing the king's subjects, they are intimidated and terrified.

"Then, that knife..."

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank.

Ling Jianchen defeated ten people in an instant with his bare hands. With such fierce soldiers at this moment, how could they be their opponents?

Immediately...

One by one, the strong men took the initiative to jump off the ring: "I admit defeat!"

"I won't fight anymore, I'm not your opponent!"

In a moment.

On the ring, only Tang Tianhao and Ling Jianchen were left, and all the remaining nineteen people abstained and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Ling Jianchen raised his lips and stared at Tang Tianhao with a playful look: "You are the only one left, either admit that you are a waste and roll down from the ring. Or fight me!"

Tang Tianhao's face was blue and white.

The eyes of everyone under the arena made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he was like a ray of light on his back.

As the extension flashed, Tang Tianhao snorted coldly: "Ling Jianchen, you rely on the blessing of this fierce soldier, I admit that you are not your opponent. I admit that I lost today, but the future is long, and one day I will defeat you!"

As he said that, he turned around and was about to walk off the ring.

"I'll let you go, not go!"

Ling Jianchen's cold voice suddenly came from behind, followed by a huge force swept across his body. Ling Jianchen flew over and kicked Tang Tianhao and fell to the ground with a thud and rolled off the ring like a rolling wood.

He was covered in dust and in a very embarrassing situation.

Ling Jianchen stood proudly on the ring, his eyes turned, and looked at Chen Kun with a pale face: "Elder Chen, the battle is over!"

Everyone was speechless, and looked at the boy on the ring with awe and deep fear.

One-to-thirty, but it was a big victory.

Win the championship with a strong force.

At this moment...
Chapter completed!