Successor Goddess of Death (Series 2)
260. First Winner
"Fine, since you are so arrogant then I will see how far your arrogance has endured !" Fang Xu said sarcastically.
"My words, you're just someone who won by chance !" Fang Xu continued
Fang Xu started attacking him with the man's great sword, he let out a mocking smile as he threw his at Feng Taoran.
Feng Taoran only shook his head while Lan Tianjin was still staring flatly and coldly as usual.
Yuanzheng Yuwen was still as calm as ever and watched it while sipping tea. He dodged Fang Xu's attack.
"Catch this !" Speak a soft voice from his left.
He looked at the teacup that floated towards him from the direction of Yuanzheng Yuwen, he caught the tea and poured it into his mouth.
He downed the tea without any residue and threw it back towards Yuanzheng Yuwen.
"Thank you ! Yuwen Shixiong knows me best !" He shouted without shame.
He kicked Fang Xu in the stomach and stood on top of Fang Xu's sword blade, Fang Xu attempted to take over his sword.
But he did not let Fang Xu do that, he pressed his legs even harder which made the sword fall and the sound of a bone fracture sounded.
He landed on the ground with both hands behind each other, this kind of person would not be able to injure him.
He suddenly had hopes of winning, because after all he only fought people aged 25 years.
This was an easier thing to compare against someone up to the age of 50, he became even more excited and saw Fang Xu embracing his own hands while falling to his knees.
When he pressed down on Fang Xu's greatsword, the sword itself had already weighed hundreds of kilograms, in addition to himself.
Fang Xu desperately wanted to maintain a grip against the sword and broke his hand because of it.
The observers from the Empire did not even spit out a word against Fang Xu's right-hand fracture.
He gestured at Feng Taoran, Feng Taoran seemed to nod and did not care.
'If he doesn't give up soon then don't blame me for killing him. ' Kira thought that was the meaning of her gaze.
"You ! Dare to break my hand !" Said Fang Xu in a loud voice.
Fang Xu instantly intended to take back his fallen sword not far away with his left hand, but unfortunately he was much more nimble.
Xue Fenghuang quickly kicked the sword out of the arena which left Fang Xu in an unfavorable position.
Wanting to pick up the sword, Fang Xu looked like he was on his stomach and the man's back was quickly stepped on by Xue Fenghuang.
This was Xue Fenghuang's most electrifying habit, she herself had no idea why she was so happy to step on others.
Be it on his back or chest, he always does it against people in one-on-one matches.
It seemed, this had become his habit in fighting. He looked at Fang Xu who was trying to break away from his stampede.
Suddenly the ground turned full of thorns, he immediately flew up and stood on the arena's perimeter.
He knew now that Fang Xu was a cultivator with a fairly good earth element. His feet were flowing an extremely powerful ice Qi.
The cord began to freeze and freeze began to spread to the ground that pressed the ground. The ground was forcibly controlled by him, the ground was locked under his ice block.
Creshhhhh
Blood spilled without hitting her in the slightest, blood spilled like a fountain. Fang Xu was nailed to death on the edge of the arena with shards of ice.
A flash of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes, he had been determined to win ever since he saw the arrangements made.
He considered that this was the path that Heaven had opened for him, Heaven did not want his talent to be covered by some people just because of the age difference.
Everyone was stunned to see Fang Xu's grievous death and did not seem like a human anymore, a few Imperial soldiers came and carried Fang Xu's corpse.
The Imperial Observer only glanced at a glance before returning to normal and not making any sound.
"Who else wants to be my opponent ?" She asked coldly around him.
A person who was good at observing would not take this opportunity to fight with him and only a fool would take this opportunity to defeat him because of the arrogance they had.
"Long Yan, Disciple of the Divine Tiger Sect. " Say the cold-faced man with the black sword on his back.
His clothes were shabby and could not be said to be extremely luxurious, this time he did not dare to underestimate his opponent. This was Lang Xun's favorite disciple.
Lately, her talent and Long Yan's property had always been in a fight, she knew how Long Yan's feeling of wanting to prove to Lang Xun that the man was more than her.
But, Long Yan was very wrong to take on this situation. He is very ambitious to win, as long as he wants nothing will be able to stand in his way.
"Xue Wang Ji from the Divine Tiger Sect, Peak Xue. " She said softly.
"Long Shixiong, the loser from here would be a coward. Are you sure to fight with me here ?" She asked in a quiet voice so that only the two of them could hear.
"It doesn't take much to say, it just needs a sword to speak. " Said Long Yan coldly and unaffected by his provocation.
"Good, I want to see your strength, Shixiong. " Say it in a smooth tone.
He took out Bing Yue from his scabbard, the cold seemed to make everyone freeze around here. To him, Long Yan was indeed great, but in his eyes it was still nothing.
But, it was fine to play for a while before fighting for a real fight.
"Dance of a Thousand Ice Swords !" He said softly, dozens of ice swords formed behind him and swirled around, as if an eagle was looking at its prey.
Long Yan did not stay still and took out his spear, the spear belonging to Long Yan emitted a spark.
"The Fire Dragon Attack !" Said Long Yan with vigor and vigor.
The huge fire dragon formed behind Long Yan, he smiled faintly upon hearing the dragon roaring and spitting fire.
He pushed his left hand forward and the sword struck the fire dragon with a gentle but deadly dance.
The sword sword was like having a life of his own, he had not expected that he would be able to use that martial art to this degree.
As long as the ice sword and fire dragon were fighting, he directly attacked Long Yan directly. The sound of an iron complaint rang out and formed a strange rhythm but made anyone who heard it feel its blood boiling and fell into great ambition.
Coupled by the sound of a gong that makes the spirit and quotes Guqin and Sitar that accompany each attack.
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