He Jianyun's words shocked the people who came to watch the duel.
"Xu Xingling, did you not hear our prince's words? Warriors, beware of the virtue, you have won, and you still have to kill them in public?"
The vice priests scolded vigorously.
"The prince and the deputy priest said right, the warrior has martial arts is the primary. You still have to put Brother Zhao Ji quickly!"
The disciples of the Dahe Jianzong also scolded them indignantly.
"Wude? You also talk about Wude?" Xu Thiam's eyes were covered with blood, and pointed at the female corpse nailed to the stone monument in the distance and said, "What you do for our ancestors is not as good as the beasts.
Ruthless! Now, what qualifications do you have to ask me to put Zhao Ji, what qualifications do you have to follow me? "
"Huh! This woman is the traitor of my Dahe Jianzong. What methods do we use for the traitor, you can't question you!" He Jianyun said.
"Shameless!" The emptiness yelled: "Our brothers and sisters of our Zongwang College have been killed by you on the platform of life and death, and the head is made into a lantern. Now what qualifications do you have to ask us for your heart!"
"The previous session was the previous session. Those are all things in the past. People have to look forward, and they can't always remember the hatred of the past. Besides, don't your Zongwang Academy always do not do it like our Dahe Jianzong?"
"That is, you said before the Twilight Mountains, you are different from us. The people we kill you, that is our style of acting, how can you act like us?"
"Brother Zhao Ji, otherwise your Zongmen elders Twilight Mountain is playing your own face!"
Nympho
Dahe Jianzong's senior officials, the disciples were rushed to scold.
People look at each other.
Who are this big river swords?
It turned out to be shameless to such a granted level.
In front of the people in the world, engage in dual standards here.
That means that our people have won on the platform of life and death, and those who can kill you, but your people have won, and those who cannot kill us.
"Oh, this trip is really not in vain. Although I haven't seen the disciples of Bing Sheng on stage, I have a long -sightedness."
A strong man from Yu Lingzong said in surprise.
On life and death, Xu Xingling was shaking with anger, and his eyes were red.
The feet that stepped on Zhao Ji slightly trembled.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and his face was bulging, and he wanted to step on Zhao Ji's head several times, but he hesitated every time.
Before the duel, I did not talk about the matters after the victory of Dahe Jianzong.
He is very worried now that if Zhao Ji was killed, Dahe Jianzong was so shameless, would he play in public after the victory, and did not fulfill the rules and refused to let them bring the heads and sisters of all ages back to the burial!
His bloody eyes were full of tears.
Zongmen has been humiliated for hundreds of years!
Today, people who have been able to oppose the Dahe Jianzong on the Life and Death Station, how much he wants to break Zhao Ji for thousands of corpses!
Seeing Xu Xingling hesitated, he knew that his heart had concerns.
The people of Dahe Jianzong immediately mocked.
"Don't let go of Brother Zhao Ji? You just won a chance to win a game.
"Well, in front of our Dahe Jianzong, your Zongwang Academy is always the weak. Look at you like that, I want to laugh, haha!"
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"You all shut the fuck up!"
Xu Diaoling roared at the people of Dahe Sword Sect.
"Hahaha..." Zhao Ji, who was stepped on by him, laughed with blood dripping from his mouth: "You are scared, you are scared in your heart, even if you beat me, you are still a weakling, your Zongwang Academy
They are all weaklings!"
"Junior brother, what are you hesitating about?" Jun Wuxie said coldly: "You can do whatever you think in your heart! Do whatever you feel comfortable with! Today, you have me here, you don't need to have any worries!"
Hearing Jun Wuxie's words, Xu Diaoling felt as if he had taken a reassurance!
Since senior brother dares to say this, he must have the confidence!
Thinking of this, he let out a loud roar to vent his frustration, then raised his foot and stepped hard on Zhao Ji.
Suddenly, Zhao Ji let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and his whole body was trampled to pieces.
"Don't you Dahe Sword Sect like to torture and kill? I will let your people experience the feeling of being tortured and killed today!"
Xu Diaoling's face was full of madness. He grabbed Zhao Ji's ankle, swung it up and beat him wildly on the ground. Every time he hit him, blood would be splattered all over the ground.
Seeing this scene, the muscles on everyone's faces twitched to the rhythm of the beating.
He Jianyun's face was ashen and he stared at Xu Daoling.
He was filled with anger.
Zhao Ji is the second-ranked true successor of his Dahe Sword Sect, and I don’t know how much effort and resources were spent on cultivating him.
On the stage of life and death, the roaring sound continued.
Zhao Ji's body was beaten until it was almost shapeless, and there were bright red blood stains everywhere on the ground.
His screams gradually weakened during the beating process, and he was dying.
"Senior Wife, senior brothers and sisters of all generations, I, Xu Daoling, will collect some interest for you first!"
Tears filled his eyes, he screamed, and with a pop, he tore Zhao Ji in half in front of everyone, and a large stream of blood mist spurted out along with Zhao Ji's torn body.
The faces of everyone in the Dahe Sword Sect were livid, and they were gnashing their teeth in hatred.
"Xu Daoling, please accept your fate!"
At He Jianyun's signal, among the nine young sword cultivators, the sword cultivator standing on the far left shot into the sky with murderous intent, swept across the sky, and rushed towards the platform of life and death.
"Come on!"
Xu Diaoling's eyes were red, and he immediately stared at the sword cultivator. He threw Zhao Ji's body out and was about to rush towards his opponent.
"Third Junior Brother, come down!"
Jun Wuxie said in a deep voice.
The sound was not loud, but it roared in Xu Diaoling's ears like a war drum.
He was about to rush forward, but suddenly stopped and looked back at Jun Wuxie: "Elder brother!"
"Come down!"
Jun Wuxie's voice is not negotiable.
At the same time, the void rose into the sky, landed on the stage of life and death, and said to Xu Daoling: "Tomb robber, it's my turn this time!"
Xu Diaoling reluctantly returned to Jun Wuxie and said, "Why don't you let me..."
"You will die!" Jun Wuxie interrupted him: "This person is even stronger than Zhao Ji. If you want to fight with them, that's not brave, that's stupid!"
"I'm so scared that my head will be scarred as big as a bowl!"
"You are not afraid, but I, Kong Kong, Jiuye, and Uncle Bird will also leave a scar in my heart!" Jun Wuxie said coldly: "Today, we are here to settle accounts with the Dahe Sword Sect, not to let them kill us.
of the people!”
Xu Diaoling clenched his hands, lowered his head slightly and said, "The people of Dahe Sword Sect are so hateful..."
"You will be relieved of your hatred. After this duel with Kong Kong, I will make you feel extremely relieved of your hatred. Just watch."
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he calmly watched the emptiness and the true biography of the Dahe Jianzong who was confronting the life and death, and no longer said.