The Sword God of the Universe

The Three waves of the condensed moon, under the influence of Jing Yan, had the power not to be weaker than the average top-grade martial arts.

The autumn leaves sword, in Jing Yan's hands, also has the power not to be weaker than the average intermediate martial arts.

At this time, the two kinds of martial arts began to merge and sublimate.

It is self-evident that its power can improve the degree.

But at this point, Jing Yan had no time to think more. He was about to be forced out of the ring.

"Wheeze!"

Jing Yan, suddenly, took a big step back.

This step brought his body to the very edge of the arena. A little more outward, it would be considered a battle ring.

Li Tianfu's eyes lit up. He thought jing yan was going to give up.

Victory seemed to be within reach!

"Open!"

In the twilight, Jing Yan let out a loud drink, and the light in his eyes shot out.

The crumbling black sword curtain seemed to inject new energy into it in an instant. The power of the blade was fanned towards Li Tianfu in midair, crushing gu la and wrapping it around him.

"What?"

Li Tianfu, of course, immediately felt that Jing Yan's martial arts skills could be improved. His eyes widened and his whole body shook in midair.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Li Tianfu's body, under countless eyes, flew backwards.

"No!" Li Tianfu shouted.

His body, in a backward flight, plummeted.

"Pa!" His feet finally landed on the ring. At this moment, his body was probably in the middle of the ring.

However, under the impact of the huge force, although he successfully fell on the stage, but inertia, but he still couldn't control, and continued to step back.

"Sure!" Li Tianfu, his blood seemed to be boiling.

"Clang!" The long black knife in his hand struck heavily on the battle ring.

A spatter of sparks erupted in all directions where the tip of the knife came into contact with the battle ring.

Everyone could see the sparks falling around them.

Li Tianfu was still unable to stop his body from moving backward in the harsh sound of friction. On the ground of the battle ring, there was a clear white mark.

The materials used in this battle ring are very special and very strong, not to mention the martial arts ninth-heaven martial artists, even if the innate strong people want to destroy it. Unless it is a daoist who expends a lot of energy, it is possible to destroy these materials.

Li Tianfu, of course, did not have the strength to insert a long knife into the arena.

Gradually, his body reached the edge of the ring and continued to move backwards.

"Alas!" Li Tianfu sighed. He put away his long sword and gave up.

He knew that even if he tried his best, he could not stop himself from leaving the ring. He lost this battle.

The speed at which the body retreated suddenly increased. In an instant, he fell out of the ring and retreated a few meters to stabilize himself.

"I lost." Li Tianfu took a deep look at Jing Yan. The look in his eyes was extremely complicated.

However, he simply admitted that he had lost to Jing Yan.

At this moment, Jing Yan, who was standing at the edge of the ring, had a smile on his face. Immediately, a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still could not completely suppress it. Blood still gushed out of his mouth.

This battle was too dangerous. He had almost, almost failed, but at the last moment, the fusion of martial arts had rekindled Jing Yan's hope of victory. Jing Yan finally managed to knock Li Tianfu out of the ring, despite all the efforts he had to muster up his energy to make the meridians of the martial arts slightly damaged.

When Jing Yan heard Li Tianfu admit that he had failed, he nodded to Li Tianfu.

"You are a terrible opponent. I am far inferior to you." With that, Li Tianfu turned around and walked towards the contestant's lane, disappearing quickly.

"No!"

"Ah, impossible! This is impossible!"

In the lobby on the first floor, after about one or two breaths of silence, a huge clamor seemed to blow the entire Extreme combat association building away.

Who would have expected Li Tianfu to lose?

It was like a nightmare. Twisted faces, as if they were going to bite, could be seen everywhere in the hall.

Even at this point, there were still many people who did not believe that Li Tianfu had lost to Jing Yan, who was only at the seventh heaven of martial arts.

The bet they placed on Li Tianfu was gone!

A lot of people have lost their fortune!

"Ahhh..."

In the private room, Zhao Dengtian looked like a madman with red eyes and a hysterical roar in his mouth.

He did not know why Li Tianfu was defeated like this. He watched Jing Yan, who was about to lose, fight back and defeat Li Tianfu. Zhao Dengtian could not accept it.

Twenty thousand Lingshi, gone! That's it, gone!

"I don't believe it!!!" Zhao Dengtian, ran out of the room like a madman.

"Young master!" The old man with the green beard was also a little absent-minded. He suddenly saw Zhao Dengtian rush out of the private room and into the battle ring area. Then he reacted, shouted quickly and rushed out.

In the Extreme combat association, if anything goes wrong, the result could be even worse. His son, the Zhao family, was clearly losing his mind. It looked like he was trying to settle the score with Jing Yan.

Jing Yan's strength, the old man with green beard was seen with his own eyes. Although it was the seventh heaven of martial arts, it was definitely not comparable to his own son. If Zhao Dengtian attacked jingyan and was killed by Jing Yan, then he would not be able to save his own life. The loss of 20,000 Lingshi can still save his life. If even his young son's life is protected, his fate will definitely be worse than death.

"Huh?" Ranqi was also in a state of extreme shock.

When she saw that Zhao Dengtian had actually rushed into the ring, her beautiful eyes turned and her figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

On the arena.

"Jing Yan, you... You can't defeat Li Tianfu, you can't be that strong. You must have used some kind of means. You despicable bastard, you made me lose 20,000 Lingshi, 20,000 Lingshi! I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Dengtian's eyes were red, and he rushed to Jing Yan, holding a long sword in his hand, and fiercely stabbed Jing Yan.

"You want to die!" Jing Yan said in a low voice.

The sword curtain swept directly towards Zhao Dengtian.

Even now, Jing Yan's meridians were damaged and he couldn't use too much energy. However, it was not something Zhao Dengtian could compare to. The black curtain swept past, and Zhao Dengtian flew straight out, leaving no room for resistance.

Zhao Dengtian, who was trained in the seventh heaven of martial arts, fell out of the ring like a dead dog.