Chapter 689: Seal the throat with one sword

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call!

The moment the fourth-grade spirit gun fell, Ye Lu's 'Yuanli' and 'Water Concept' were also annihilated, and his whole body fell straight down.

boom!

Under the look of horrified eyes, Ye Lu fell hard on the iron cage of the prison arena, and was hung on the top of the iron cage, hanging in the air.

For a moment, the scene was completely silent.

Tick! Tick!



The blood on Ye Lu's body was still dripping, and it splashed onto the prison arena, splashing out into dazzling 'roses'.

Soon, everyone could find that there was no movement or breath in Ye Lu at this time.

A group of spectators in the east auditorium could clearly see Ye Lu's blood from his throat due to the angle, and there was a long and narrow wound on it.

"It's a sword mark! A sword seals the throat... It's a sword sealing the throat! This Ye Lu was killed by a sword sealing the throat."

Suddenly, someone in the east auditorium couldn't help but exclaimed.

Soon, the shock began to spread from the auditorium on the east side of the Prison Arena, sweeping across the entire Prison Arena.

For a time, almost everyone knew that Ye Lu, the second strongest member of the younger generation of the Ye family, was killed by Duan Lingtian of the Black Stone Empire with a sword.

"What a fast sword! After all, I am also an eighth-level warrior in the Void Realm, but I still can't see clearly the traces left by the sword in Duan Lingtian's hand when he took action just now."

"If you can tell, then Ye Lu probably can tell too... That way, he won't die."

"His sword seemed to have knocked back the fourth-grade spiritual spear in Ye Lu's hand before he attacked Ye Lu... This fact is even more terrifying!"

"The speed of his attack was too fast! The phantom of the ancient horned dragon in the vision of heaven and earth had not had time to fully condense into shape."



Discussions arose throughout the prison arena, and more people were shocked by the speed of Duan Lingtian's attack.

Although Duan Lingtian took action, no one knew what his strength was.

Just because, from the moment he took action to killing the opponent, he only used one sword, an extremely fast sword.

Because the phantom of the ancient horned dragon in the vision of heaven and earth could not be completely condensed and formed, even the group of discerning Dongxu Realm experts present did not know how strong Duan Lingtian was.

They can only guess on their own.

"This Duan Lingtian's strength is much stronger than that Ye Lu... When he took action, there seemed to be more than one 'artistic conception'! I vaguely heard a gust of wind and thunder, which should be the 'artistic conception of wind' and 'the artistic conception of thunder' Come out together."

In the exclusive upper-class auditorium for the royal family, the old man in black looked slightly solemn.

"I heard it too."

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty who was sitting next to him nodded, his eyes falling on the young man in purple who stood above the Prison Arena, "As expected of Feng Wudao's son-in-law, he is truly extraordinary!"

Now, the emperor could understand why Duan Lingtian was so arrogant when facing him.

Duan Lingtian is a peerless genius in his own right, he is proud and does not bow down in front of others.

"Two artistic conceptions?"

The old man's words made Bai He, who was sitting not far away, change his face slightly.

You know, even he has only comprehended an 'artistic conception' and a 'subtle trend'...

He could not imagine the time and energy required to comprehend the two 'artistic conceptions'.

"This Duan Lingtian's 'comprehension' is so strong?"

Bai He stared at Duan Lingtian, his eyes full of jealousy, and at the same time, a cold light flickered, and he secretly guessed: "However, since he used two 'artistic conceptions', it is unlikely that any of them understood the 'ninth level'... Otherwise, When he killed Ye Lu, he didn't need to use the second artistic conception at all."

"Duan Lingtian...I will definitely defeat you!"

Even though he knew that Duan Lingtian had comprehended the two artistic conceptions, Zi Shang was not afraid at all. In the depths of his burning eyes, there seemed to be flames beating, choosing and devouring people.

On the royal family side, the only one who is relatively calm is 'Bai Hao'.

Seeing Duan Lingtian's performance, Bai Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then there was no movement.

In the first-class auditorium exclusive to the Feng family.

"this……"

The patriarch of the Feng family, 'Feng Tiannan', was completely stunned and looked at the young man in purple in the distance in disbelief.

He never expected that the strength of this young man in purple would be so terrifying.

Killing an eighth-level warrior who has comprehended the 'eight-level artistic conception', from beginning to end, is as simple as killing a chicken or mowing the grass.

"Young Master, look, the face of the head of the Ye family turned dark that night! Hahahaha... It's a pity that the young lady was at the critical moment of her training and couldn't see this battle. Otherwise, she would definitely be happy for Brother Duan. ."

Konglao on the side looked at Feng Wudao beside him and laughed heartily.

"He killed Ye Lu, and he should have planned to pave the way for Wu'er."

Feng Wudao did not look at the head of the Ye family. His calm eyes fell on the purple figure in the distance and he murmured softly.

"It seems that Brother Duan still cares about the young lady."

Kong Lao smiled.

At this moment, 'Feng Yunxiang', who was sitting next to Feng Tiannan, the head of the Feng family, had a slightly stiff face, and the depths of his eyes revealed the luster of the aftermath of the disaster.

He could imagine that if Ye Lu hadn't challenged Duan Lingtian before him.

The person who dies now will not be Ye Lu, but him, Feng Yunxiang!

At this moment, Feng Yunxiang felt that the clothes on his back were completely soaked with cold sweat.

For the first time, he felt the tension between life and death.

"As expected of the uncle's son-in-law...this level of cultivation is far beyond what I can match."

Feng Yunxiang took a deep breath and looked at Duan Lingtian again, with a hint of fear.

And the patriarch of the Ye family in the other high-class auditorium looked extremely ugly at the moment.

Ye Lu, the second strongest among the young generation of the Ye family, was killed now, which also means that the Ye family has lost a future "dongxu realm strongman".

A strong person in the Dongxu Realm is very important to any force in the Han Dynasty.

"Duan Lingtian!"

The head of the Ye family showed hatred in his eyes and stared at Duan Lingtian, wishing he could turn into a wild beast and eat Duan Lingtian alive.

"Impossible...impossible! How could this Duan Lingtian be so strong...how could it be possible!!"

The second young master of the Ye family, 'Ye Xiang', kept shaking his head, unwilling to believe that everything in front of him was real, "I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming!"

"enough!"

Ye Xiao, who was sitting next to him, seemed to think Ye Xiang was too noisy, so he frowned and gave a low drink.

Suddenly, Ye Xiang was frightened and stopped mumbling.

"Brother...Ye Lu is dead!"

After a while, Ye Xiang came back to his senses and looked at Ye Xiao, his expression extremely ugly.

"I will avenge Ye Lu."

Yexiao's face remained normal and he spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Ever since Ye Lu was killed, until now, Ye Xiao has not shown any emotional fluctuations, just like an outsider.

When Ye Xiang heard this, a glimmer of hope appeared in his sad and angry eyes.

"Duan Lingtian!"

"Duan Lingtian!!"

"Duan Lingtian!!!"



In the lower-class auditorium of the Prison Arena, a group of spectators became excited and shouted Duan Lingtian's name loudly.

Duan Lingtian stood in the air above the Prison Arena, listening to the shouts coming from his ears. He lowered his head for a while and shook his head gently, "I seem to be no different from those 'big stars' who were chased on earth in my previous life. ."

"If there are still people who are dissatisfied with me, you are welcome to continue the challenge."

Before Duan Lingtian left, he grinned, looked around for a while, and said loudly.

mad!

I have to say that Duan Lingtian is very crazy now.

However, the people present did not feel bad about Duan Lingtian because of this, just because he used his strength to prove that he had the ability to be 'crazy'.

For a time, the remaining thirteen young talents, except for Su Li and Feng Tianwu who was still practicing, could not help but show bitterness on their faces.

Challenge Duan Lingtian?

Isn't that seeking death?

The lessons learned are still hanging on the cages in the prison arena.

Ye Lu's body seemed to be a constant warning to them not to challenge Duan Lingtian easily.

"Duan Lingtian, I really didn't expect that not only did you improve your cultivation, but you also understood the 'artistic conception' to such an extent... The number one genius in the history of our Black Stone Empire, you deserve the title!"

Duan Lingtian returned to the audience seat where everyone in the Blackstone Empire was. King Yong was so excited that he lost his temper.

"When I met Brother Lingtian that day, I could tell how extraordinary Brother Lingtian was... Today, I am impressed by Brother Lingtian's charisma."

Xiang Ying next to King Yong also said.

So far, Duan Lingtian is the first young talent to be so praised by Xiang Ying, the 'vice-president' of the Han Dynasty Weapon Refining Masters Guild.

"Prince Yong, Lord Xiang Pavilion, you're so honored."

Duan Lingtian should be humble.

"Duan Lingtian is amazing."

After Duan Lingtian returned to his seat and sat down, he saw Su Li giving him a thumbs up.

"Just an eighth-level warrior in the virtual realm."

Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, not feeling proud of killing an eighth-level warrior in the Void Realm.

Just an eighth-level warrior in the virtual realm?

Hearing Duan Lingtian's understatement, Su Li twitched the corner of his mouth and immediately smiled bitterly.

The Ye Lu who attacked Duan Lingtian just now is comparable to him in terms of cultivation and artistic conception... Perhaps, with the powerful attack power of the 'Impression of the Sword', he is enough to defeat Ye Lu, but if he wants to truly defeat Ye Lu, But it is extremely difficult.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he can't defeat Ye Lu.

As long as he uses the 'third-grade spiritual sword' given to him by his master, it is not difficult to kill Ye Lu.

"Brother Duan, you are awesome!"

The representative of the Fufeng Empire, the old man surnamed Liu, looked at Duan Lingtian and did not hesitate to praise him.

"Yeah, awesome!"

"so amazing!"

"Brother Lingtian, with your strength, you will definitely shine in the 'Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition' in another year."



A group of young talents from the Fufeng Empire followed the trend and flattered Duan Lingtian, not shying away from words of praise.

Duan Lingtian's strength not only suppressed them, but also left them in awe from the bottom of their hearts.

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