Chapter 369 Am I too kind?

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The sword of youth is sharp and cold.

As soon as the sword was thrust out, a gust of cold wind blew up from the high platform, whistling continuously.

There seemed to be a cold current flowing around his entire body, exuding an aura of terror and murder.

"This is my first time learning the swordsmanship of the Sirius Kingdom!"

Ling Tian had a calm smile on his lips and thought to himself.

Then, his feet trembled, his hands and feet were surrounded by the power of the demon, and then a bloody palm print blasted out, directly smashing the sword light that the young man had assassinated.

At this time, the young figure had arrived in front of Ling Tian.

As he approached Ling Tian, ​​his figure suddenly jumped up high and pointed out several swords in the air.

Five cold and biting sword lights drove gusts of cold wind and attacked Ling Tian at the same time, as if they were going to tear Ling Tian's body apart.

boom! boom! boom……

Ling Tian tapped his toes on the ground and took a step back very quickly.

On him, the terrifying demonic aura became more and more intense.

Then his palms turned into claws and he grabbed directly at the five attacking sword lights.

Seeing this, the crowd couldn't help but look stunned.

"This man is so bold!"

Some people couldn't help but exclaimed.

Grab the sword light with your bare hands!

How much self-confidence does it take to dare to make such a move?

If you are not careful, your palm may be cut off by the sword light.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Those cold and biting sword awns were actually crushed by Ling Tian.

Everyone was shocked. When the young man saw this, his eyes were full of shock.

However, at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly used the Misty Step, and his figure was like a ghost and phantom, and he appeared behind the young man in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he struck out with another palm.

The bloody palm print was surrounded by the aura of the terrifying demon, and before the young man could react, it landed firmly on the young man's back.

puff!

After receiving the blow from the palm print, the young man immediately vomited blood.

At the same time, his entire figure was also blown off the high platform.

"I think your ability is no more than this!"

With the outcome decided, Ling Tian smiled slightly and stood calmly on the high platform, looking down at the young man who had fallen to the high platform.

The young man who fell to the high platform looked ashen as death. Although he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, he still had the nerve to respond.

Ignoring his injured body, he turned around and squeezed into the crowd, disappearing from Ling Tian's sight.

Ling Tian didn't feel proud at all after winning a battle.

But just when he turned around and was about to stand aside, someone else immediately appeared on the high platform.

"Stop!"

A young man in black clothes appeared on the battlefield holding a black sword and shouted at Ling Tian.

From the look of him, he seemed to want to challenge Ling Tian.

"You want to challenge me too?"

Ling Tian stopped and turned to look at the young man holding the knife.

A hint of vague anger quietly emerged from his eyes.

In the first battle, the sword cultivator young man challenged him, which he could understand.

Because many people thought it was a fluke that he only caught the coyote's punch.

But just after the battle, he had already revealed his strength.

This kind of strength, even if it is only the tip of the iceberg of its true strength, is enough to make people feel timid.

"If I'm not wrong, you should also be a warrior who majors in strength. Your close combat skills are really powerful! And your body skills are pretty good! But if that's all, you are not qualified to be a guest of the Prince's Mansion! "

The young man holding the knife sneered at Ling Tian.

He witnessed with his own eyes the battle between Ling Tian and the young sword cultivator.

He thought he knew Ling Tian very well.

"Am I too kind?"

Ling Tian ignored the words of the young man holding the knife and just murmured in a low voice.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Then, his palm trembled slightly, and the Zixiao Sword quietly appeared in his hand.

"Is he a swordsman?"

The crowd around the high platform couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Ling Tian taking out his sword.

Those who practice swordsmanship practice the art of swordsmanship.

Kendo, on the other hand, focuses more on technique.

There will definitely be some shortcomings in strength.

But just now, Ling Tian showed his powerful power.

Therefore, this surprised everyone.

How could a sword cultivator possess such terrifying power?

The sword-wielding young man on the high platform was a little distracted when he saw Ling Tian holding the sword in his hand.

Ling Tian's action of taking out the sword undoubtedly proved that what the young man with the sword had just vowed was wrong.

The young man holding the knife thought he knew Ling Tian very well.

In fact, he knew nothing about Ling Tian's strength.

Before the young man holding the sword could recover, Ling Tian slowly lifted the Zixiao Sword in his hand.

The extremely sharp sword energy instantly set off a strong wind.

The extremely terrifying sword power slowly brewed.

This sword power is much more terrifying than the sword power of the sword cultivator young man before.

The power of the demon raged, lingering on the Zixiao Sword in Lingtian's hand.

Following Ling Tian's footsteps, he stepped forward and killed him with one move of the God-Decapitating Sword Technique.

The God-Slaying Sword Technique can cut down the sky and destroy the earth, making it invincible.

This sword technique is also a heaven-level sword technique from the Sword God Sect.

Although he has only practiced the God-Destroying Sword Technique to perfection, compared to the Yitian Sword Technique, the God-Delaying Sword Technique can more fully unleash the terrifying power of the demon.

With this move of the Divine Sword, he used the power of the demon to kill him.

The God-Slaying Sword's light turned into a blood-colored demonic light and swept across.

Feeling the terror of this sword, the young man holding the sword did not dare to hesitate. He immediately raised the sword and slashed out with all his strength in an attempt to block Ling Tian's God-Destroying Sword.

boom!

The bloody demonic light attacked and killed him.

A loud noise erupted from the high platform.

Everyone saw that the knife in the young man's hand was broken into two pieces by the bloody demonic light.

Broken in two together with the knife, was the body of the young man holding the knife.

Blood stains the high platform red.

At this moment, the surroundings of the high platform fell silent again.

Ling Tian killed the young man with the sword, but did not sheath the sword immediately.

His eyes filled with murderous intent glanced at the crowd below the high platform.

"If anyone comes up to fight me again, I will kill them!"

Ling Tian said coldly, his murderous intent clearly revealed.

After saying this, he put away the Zixiao Sword.

Then, he slowly walked to the side of the battle platform.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

This time, no one dared to come on stage again in a short period of time.

Ling Tian's sword blow just now obviously calmed everyone down.

It also let everyone know that Ling Tian was by no means a soft-hearted person.

Nor is he a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others.

The cut-in-two body of the knife-wielding young man was still lying on the high platform, and no one was going to clean it up.

Blood flowed freely on the high platform and dripped down the corner of the high platform.

The smell of blood filled the air.

The crowd was dead silent.

Since no one came on stage yet, Tu Anchen, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the high platform, gestured to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man understood and took a step forward.

Afterwards, he directly announced, "Today's selection of disciples of the Prince's Mansion ends here!"

This selection, from start to finish, took just over an hour.

Previously, the middle-aged man said that the selection would last four hours.

But now, he chose to end it early.

"Didn't this selection last for four hours? Why did it end early?"

"Yeah, there are still many people who haven't come on stage to challenge, how can it end so quickly?"

"Since there are regulations before going first, shouldn't we follow the regulations?"