RPAGF Chapter 280 You Come to Kill Me
Chapter 280 You Come to Kill Me
At this time, on the arena of Cangxuan Continent, the disciples of Mingyue Country were challenging the genius on the arena.
Almost at the same time, Yang Jian was wandering around, waiting for someone to get off the stage so that he could go up and challenge.
Coincidentally, he saw the genius on the ring laughing wildly, raising the black axe in his hand and directly hitting the arm of the young man from Mingyue Country. The young man screamed miserably.
"what……"
The severed arm fell on the ring, and blood splattered everywhere.
"The Nanyan Continent is a waste!"
The Cang Xuan Continent's prodigy revealed a cruel smile, filled with bloodthirsty pleasure, "I'm going to chop off all your limbs!"
The referee ignored this cruel behavior.
Yang Jian frowned. It seemed that the referee was trying to give a black award to the prodigy from Cang Xuan Continent.
At this moment, the genius of Cangxuan Continent swung his axe again and chopped at the other arm of the man from Mingyue Country.
At this moment, Yang Jian waved his hand, and a stream of true energy shook away the black axe of the genius of Cangxuan Continent.
"Who?" Tianjiao shouted loudly.
Yang Jian flew up and landed on the ring. He said in a deep voice, "Fighting is not about killing. Your behavior has violated the rules of the competition."
At this time, the young man from Mingyue Country was holding his missing arm and screaming in pain. His right arm was gone. If it weren't for Yang Jian, he would probably have lost his left arm as well.
"The referee didn't even say I broke the rules, who do you think you are?"
"Oh? So that means the referee won't care even if I chop off one of your arms?" Yang Jian stared at the referee intently.
"you?"
"Yes or no?"
At this time, the referee's face was gloomy and he looked at Yang Jian coldly without saying a word.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian turned around and helped the young man from Mingyue Country to his feet, gently admonishing him, "Hurry down! There's still time to reattach your arm."
The young man from Mingyue Country nodded and said, "Thank you!" After that, he picked up his arm and quickly walked off the stage.
Su Yuer and Xiao Mohan have noticed what happened on Yang Jian's side, including the leaders of the various small countries in the Cang Xuan Continent on the rostrum.
Yang Jian saw that the young man had left.
Then, he looked at the Cangxuan Continent's prodigy and said calmly, "It seems that the referee's silence means he doesn't care."
The referee and Tianjiao both looked gloomy.
It's like cracking melon seeds and getting a stink bug...
Ye Han's face on the podium suddenly darkened.
Yang Jian glanced at the crystal screen, then he withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Since the referee doesn't care, then I, Yang Jian, will represent the Nanyan Continent to challenge Wu Zheng of the Cangxuan Continent."
Wu Zheng heard this and sneered, "The rules of the arena require him to admit defeat in person before you can continue the challenge."
"Does the rules of the competition allow for taking someone's life?"
At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes were like thousands of feet of ice, as if condensing the air.
"Come here, I'll give you a chance to kill me!"
Everyone present was stunned. His words shocked everyone and also made Wu Zheng's expression change.
He actually wanted to slap him in the face, but he would not be afraid. He was a disciple of Piaomiao Holy Land, and he still relied on the sect leader.
Wu Zheng's brows were filled with disdain, his right hand tightly gripping the black axe as he sneered, "Since you're seeking death, then this young master will grant your wish. In the ring, life and death are determined by fate, and today is the day you die!"
"waste!"
Yang Jian spoke with a cold expression and indifference.
The two are in opposition, and murderous intent is surging!
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel worried.
This Wu Zheng is well-known in Piaomiao Holy Land for his ruthless behavior. He has even killed several people in the ring.
Ling Qian, who was sitting on the rostrum, had a gloomy expression, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.
He felt that the genius of the Cangxuan Continent had reached the peak of the Void Refinement Realm and was not easy to deal with.
If something really happened to this disciple, I'm afraid this four-nation friendly tournament would not be able to go on.
Because with Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan's personalities, they will definitely turn this place upside down...
Su Yu'er couldn't help but stand up. Yang Jian's realm was still one level lower than the opponent's, but a battle between two opponents of higher levels would still happen.
Xiao Mohan stood beside his wife, his eyes fell on Yang Jian. His eyes flickered and he nodded. Not bad, brave!
Ye Han, who was on the rostrum, saw this scene and raised his eyebrows with interest. He thought to himself, "It would be best to kill everyone in Nanyan Continent!"
Ye Bing and Xiao Moxuan exchanged a glance, and the next second, Ye Bing's clear voice resounded through the sky, "Yang Jian, well done!"
An Yi and the others shouted in unison: "Yang Jian, we will win people over with virtue, and if they refuse to obey, we will fight!"
In an instant, the disciples of Hanyu Palace shouted in unison: "Yang Jian, kill him!"
Yang Jian turned around to look at his united disciples, a smile on his face, and raised his fist in silent response.
"Yang Jian, what weapon do you like?" Su Yuer's voice came into his mind.
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth, "Sword!"
He was originally a swordsman, and in the future he would prove his truth with the sword.
The next second, a ray of starlight flew towards Yang Jian.
At the same time, Su Yuer's voice rang out in his mind again: "The Galaxy Samsara Sword is for you!"
Yang Jian soared into the air, stretched out his hand and grabbed at the galaxy, and the next moment, he held a long sword in his hand.
The sword seems to contain the power of the stars, with the lines of time flowing through it, and the wheel of life and death is engraved on the hilt.
"Good sword!" He stroked the sword gently!
Afterwards, Yang Jian raised his eyes, knelt on one knee respectfully in the direction of Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Palace Master, and thank you, Madam, for the sword! I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Everyone was stunned by Su Yuer's actions. They all looked at the sword in Yang Jian's hand and exclaimed in surprise.
"This sword is no ordinary weapon!"
"His sect leader is so kind to his disciples!"
"I didn't expect that the Nanyan Continent would be so united!"
"Yeah! Previous years were just a bunch of loose sand."
The leaders of the other three countries in Nanyan Continent were all very excited, that was the momentum of cohesion.
Dan Lao and others were all stunned. The couple was really too generous. How could such a sect not become powerful?
Sect Masters Kong and Lu also opened their mouths wide in astonishment. At this moment, their hearts trembled. Such a good weapon was given to the disciple just like that. It was amazing!
Wu Zheng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he thought to himself, "What a fine sword! How could such a wonderful thing exist in the world! When he dies soon, won't the sword be mine?"
Xiao Mohan watched Yang Jian from afar and sighed softly, "Madam, things are about to get stormy!"
Su Yuer nodded and smiled calmly.
"Hahaha……"
Wu Zheng on the ring saw this and laughed wildly a few times. With a sinister look on his face, he said viciously, "Since you're looking for death, don't even think about leaving alive!"
Yang Jian took the Samsara Sword, performed a sword flower, and said coldly, "So much nonsense!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Zheng felt that he was being provoked. His face suddenly turned gloomy and he raised the black axe to attack Yang Jian.
At the same time, Yang Jian also disappeared from the spot, and then the sound of metal clashing resounded on the arena.
The game was deadlocked.
At this moment, the people in the audience were excited again. They all wanted to see the true combat power of Yang Jian from the Nanyan Continent.
A hint of worry flashed across Ling Qian's eyes as he sat on the podium. "Yang Jian, you absolutely must win! Otherwise, this tournament won't be able to continue."
Ye Han, who was a million miles away from Ling Qian, looked calm with a faint smile on his face, as if Wu Zheng was sure to win.
In fact, although his face was calm, his heart was not calm.
This time, the Nanyan Continent is like a terrifying wild horse that shocked the entire competition. This is not a good thing!
At the same time, Nangong Yan'er, who had just won the fight, couldn't help but frown and was very worried.
A disciple from the Hundred Flowers Palace looked at Yang Jian and Wu Zheng on the stage and asked quietly, "Saintess, who do you think will live and who will die?"
Nangong Yan'er pondered for a moment, "Both of them are strong!"
Xiao Moxuan and Ye Bing looked at Yang Jian nervously, after all, there was a difference in their realms.
An Yi said calmly, "I believe in Yang Jian. He will definitely win. The difference of one realm is nothing."
"Yes!" An Si smiled faintly.
A hint of worry flashed in the eyes of the other people!
There was a loud "bang".
On the ring, Yang Jian and Wu Zheng separated.
Yang Jian held the Samsara Sword in his hand. It had to be said that the Wu Zheng in front of him was indeed very powerful.
next moment,
"Waste!" he said sarcastically.
Hearing this, Wu Zheng's eyes were fierce. With a casual swing of his hand, the black axe cut through the air and pointed directly at Yang Jian. Instead of anger, he smiled and said, "If you have the guts, today you will consecrate this arena with your life!"
"That's a good idea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian stomped his right foot on the ground and rushed towards Wu Zheng at an extremely fast speed.
The next second, with a flick of his wrist, a galaxy flashed by, and bits of starlight wrapped in a terrifying sword energy shot out.
Wu Zheng snorted coldly, and lightly slashed the black axe in his hand. With a "swish" sound, the terrifying sword energy was directly split into two.
At this moment, Wu Zheng's face suddenly changed, and a sword intent that had experienced the vicissitudes of life hit his face. He turned his wrist and blocked the black axe in front of him!
"clang!"
Because the black axe was just blocking in front of him, the sword of reincarnation in Yang Jian's hand directly hit the black axe.
This huge force caused Wu Zheng's body to take a few steps back.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly became sinister.
Yang Jian defeated Wu Zheng with one sword, but he did not stop.
He instantly appeared in front of Wu Zheng again, turned his wrist, and the Samsara Sword quickly swung down towards his right arm.
Wu Zheng was startled and hurriedly turned his body to the side, but he was still stabbed in the left arm and blood splattered out.
His face darkened instantly.
The next moment, the power in his body surged, and the powerful peak of the Void Refinement Realm crushed towards Yang Jian.
"What a powerful force!"
Wu Zheng's crushing was like a violent storm, pressing Yang Jian to death, shocking everyone.
With a bang, Yang Jian waved the Samsara Sword and directly blocked the attack.
At this moment, his knuckles were slightly numb from the shock.