Around the ring, there was a silence.

Everyone stared at Zhao Zhijing standing on the edge of the ring with shock.

They were afraid that they would never have imagined the result in front of them.

The first disciple of Quanzhen’s three generations could not even resist Yun Zhonghe’s move?

How is this possible?!

The moment the thought fell, an uproar broke out in the sky.

"Yun Zhonghe, you despicable and shameless person, have used vulgar means!"

"Even if Yun Zhonghe makes a move to plot, Zhao Zhijing's martial arts will not be so embarrassed. Could it be that Yun Zhonghe has been hiding his true strength?"

"If this is true, Yun Zhonghe's scheming is really too deep!"

“…”

On the high platform, Quanzhen Wuzi frowned slightly and looked ugly.

Hao Datong frowned and said angrily: "What is Zhijing doing? He threw away the Quanzhen Sect's face in front of many martial arts fellow practitioners!"

Qiu Chuji frowned and immediately explained: "Zhi Jing thought he was underestimating the enemy, and then was shocked by the speed at which Yun Zhonghe suddenly burst out, and was careless for a moment."

"How can you underestimate the enemy when facing the battle?!" Hao Datong slapped the armrests of the table and chairs suddenly, and said with regret.

"I'd like to be calm and feel at ease. I believe Zhijing will fight with all his strength next."

As he said that, Qiu Chuji looked at Yun Zhonghe, who was holding a long sword in the field and was as tall as a pine tree, and somehow felt a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

The little dragon girl in the field saw Yun Zhonghe's performance in her eyes, her smile revealed from the corners of her mouth, and a shallow dimples appeared from her cheeks, refreshing.

When the people around him watched this scene, they were shocked and their dissatisfaction and jealousy towards Yun Zhonghe became increasingly strong.

Regardless of whether Yun Zhonghe used despicable means or not, he indeed threw Quanzhen into the mouth in front of everyone.

The uproar from the audience made Zhao Zhijing's body surging again, and he almost vomited blood.

He looked up at Yun Zhonghe, and kept murmuring: "I was just a careless moment, which gave Yun Zhonghe an opportunity to take advantage of it. This time you are not so lucky."

After some psychological hints, Zhao Zhijing held the long sword tightly and his eyes kept scanning Yun Zhonghe, looking for the flaws in the latter.

drink!

Zhao Zhijing shouted lightly, and his figure turned into a shadow and flew out.

The internal force is constantly transmitted to the sword through the palm of the hand. The white gas flutters above the sword edge, and the cold air becomes more and more urgent.

Swish swish swish swish!

The sword energy cut through the air and enveloped the body of Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe's martial arts are not even in the world. Although he doesn't know how he forced himself back, it is no longer important now.

After this blow, Yun Zhonghe would be completely seriously injured and become fish on the chopping board, at his mercy.

The sharp sword wind roared, and the crane in the clouds was fearless. He tapped the ground with his toes, and his body was as smart as a flying bird, avoiding all the sword tips.

"I want to see how you hide next?"

As he said that, Zhao Zhijing arrived.

The long sword either chops, slashes, stabs or cuts the crane in the clouds. The sword moves change endlessly, making people unable to defend themselves.

Quanzhen sword technique.

This time, Zhao Zhijing finally fully demonstrated it.

Facing the sword moves like a rainstorm, Yun Zhonghe waved the long sword in his hand, like a copper wall, and all the moves blocked.

"Look at how many moves you can block me!" Zhao Zhijing's eyes were shocked, the offensive became even more fierce, and his face became ferocious.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for learning Quanzhen Sword Technique, current level: First level]

The moment the system's prompt sound fell, Yun Zhonghe, who had only had the ability to resist, suddenly gave up all his defenses and a long sword flashing with a cold light thrust out.

With a lightning speed, he directly stabbed Zhao Zhijing's swordsmanship where Quanzhen was weak.

The sudden attack shocked Zhao Zhijing, but his hands were not slow at all.

The sword suddenly turned, and all the internal strength rushed into the sword body, facing the sword that was stinging violently, and they were all over.

clang!

The sword tips are opposite each other.

The sound of gold and jade sounded.

And something shocking happened.

As the collision continued, Zhao Zhijing's sword body seemed to be greatly suppressed.

The sword body bent into an extremely thrilling arc, infinitely close to the hilt, as if it would completely break in the next moment.

Zhao Zhijing's face turned into a pig's liver. No matter how he activated his internal force, the sword could not recover to its original state.

Crack!

The long sword was finally overwhelmed and completely shattered. Zhao Zhijing was also hit in the chest by this residual force and fell to the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground was sprinkled with stars, especially dazzling.

Quanzhen and the fifth son stood up suddenly and looked at the scene in disbelief.

This time, Zhao Zhijing did not underestimate the enemy at all, and his own strength was unreserved, but even so, he still lost to Yun Zhonghe?

What does this mean?

Under the numerous incredible gazes, Yun Zhonghe did not stop.

The long sword was swung, and Quanzhen's sword technique was used, stabbing Zhao Zhijing's vital force.

"How could Yun Zhonghe have the Quanzhen Sword Technique?"

Qiu Chuji's low voice resounded with horror.

His voice fell like a bombshell dropping onto the calm lake, splashing everywhere.

The sound of a cold breath came one after another.

"If Zhao Zhijing dies under the sword technique of our sect, he can be said to die with his eyes open!"

"We underestimated Yun Zhonghe from beginning to end."

"Quanzhen Sect originally wanted to use today's martial arts competition to increase its reputation in the martial arts world, but now it seems that it will be a loss of rice if it steals chickens."

“…”

Xiaolongnu stood quietly in the crowd. Seeing Yun Zhonghe using Quanzhen sword technique, although she was surprised, she did not feel unbelievable.

She had long known Yun Zhonghe's martial arts talent that was beyond ordinary people.

Looking at Yun Zhonghe on the ring, Xiaolongnu's eyes were full of love.

On stage.

Zhao Zhijing was shocked when he saw Yun Zhonghe using Quanzhen Sword Technique. From the latter's sword, he felt a strong breath of death.

At this time, he didn't care about the internal injuries and stood up in a hurry, trying his best to avoid the sword.

How could Yun Zhonghe give Zhao Zhijing this opportunity? The sword suddenly accelerated.

"This is the sword you stabbed me back now!"

After the words came to an end, there was a sniffle.

The long sword pierced Zhao Zhijing's heart, and for a moment the latter opened his mouth wide and could not say anything.

He slowly fell to the ground, and a piercing pain came, and the darkness gradually swallowed up consciousness.

"Zhi Jing!"

Seeing this, Hao Datong suddenly stood up, rushed to the arena, looked at Yun Zhonghe, and his murderous intent became more and more exciting: "I will kill you!"

Yun Zhonghe drew out his long sword, and blood gushed out and splashed onto his face.

After confirming that Zhao Zhijing showed no sign of being alive, he looked up at Hao Datong.

Faced with the latter's threat, Yun Zhonghe was not afraid at all and smiled: "If you want Quanzhen's reputation to be ruined, just take action!"
Chapter completed!