Chapter 675: Beat You Until You Lose Your Temper IV

"Congratulations to the host. I killed the Supreme Realm master Hua Shang. The system evaluation is perfect. I won nine draws. The injuries were healed by an additional 30%. The reward was one million Shura points."

Zhao Yiming felt a warm current flowing through his body. His injuries were 80% better this time. Unexpectedly, the system was really powerful and more humane than he thought.

However, the Shura points were at a loss. I just bought two pills, which cost a total of four million points, wiping out all my savings over the years.

But this was not the time to think about this. He coughed lightly and said, "I am injured now. This is your last chance. Does anyone want to take action?"

Duan Zijiao was worried at this time. He had already decided to get rid of Zhao Yiming. The rest would be discussed later, otherwise it would be like a sharp sword hanging over his head, and he would not have to sleep peacefully in the future.

He immediately took a step forward and said: "Not only did you attack our mountain gate, but you also recently killed my senior brother. Although you were injured and I couldn't defeat you, after I killed you, I cut my own throat to thank the world."

To say that this guy can be considered a man, he plans to take care of everything. Maybe after his death, the Mingjiao will let the Tianshan Sword Sect go.

Zhao Yiming obviously saw through his thoughts, and laughed and said: "You are considered a person, I fought you voluntarily, and you don't need to kill yourself to thank the world.

And don't worry, if I really die in your hands, it will only be because I am not good at studying, and no one from the Ming Cult can avenge me. "

Xia Zi looked at Zhao Yiming, who was covered in blood, and said anxiously: "Now is not the time to show off, I am your wife, and I will fight this battle for you."

Zhao Yiming smiled and shook his head and said: "When did you have so little confidence in your husband? You are just a master at the peak of his master's level. I haven't taken it to heart yet."

He walked to the field, looked at Duan Zijiao who was already standing there and said: "You should be a pretty good person, but it's a pity that you are my enemy.

If I guess correctly, it should be your handiwork that brought about today's situation! Today, apart from Dong Jiangbo, whom I saw just now, the Shanjian Sect is considered the number one figure.

Everyone else is mediocre, especially your leader. If you cannot remove him, sooner or later he will drag down the entire sect. As for that prodigal woman, she is the source of your demise.

But it's a pity that you can't see all this. Although I admire you very much, anyone who dares to scheme against me will never live in this world. I hope you will remember in your next life that no one can be offended by you. rise. "

Duan Zijiao said with a cold face: "When you were in your heyday, I was definitely no match for you. Now that you are injured, if I can't kill you, then there is really no point in living.

If I lose my life, what happens to the Tianshan Sword Sect in the future will have nothing to do with me. Although I grew up in the Tianshan Sword Sect, it is enough to give my life back to it. "

As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his hand, and a series of three swords came up. These three swords struck directly at the opponent's shoulders and throat, which seemed to be a mature attack.

Zhao Yiming turned his hand over and the Blood Soul Frost Knife appeared in his hand. He turned his hand over and knocked it upward, then struck towards the long sword.

Duan Zi Jiao Changjian retreated back, passed the sword, and quickly followed up with a sword, which penetrated the opponent's chest.

Zhao Yiming shouted loudly, used the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques, and fought with his opponent. For a moment, the two of them were indifferent, and they saw a burst of swords and swords.

Tianshan Sword Technique is one of the top sword techniques in Liang family martial arts. It can be performed continuously. Especially Duan Zijiao has been mastering this sword technique for decades, which makes him even more comfortable in using it.

The two of them went back and forth with dozens of moves, and Zhao Yiming gradually became exhausted. In everyone's opinion, this was a precursor to the recurrence of the injury.

Luo Meng said with a sinister smile on his face: "This kid is just a braggart. His injury must have recurred! If my uncle adds more strength, he can kill the opponent with the sword."

Hua Ling also gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, you dare to kill my father. Killing him with just one sword is too easy for him. He should be cut into pieces."

Fu Hongyang said in a deep voice: "You two are so shameless that the Tianshan Sword Sect has lost all its face to you, no matter what the outcome is this time?

I have decided to quit the Tianshan Sword Sect. I am really ashamed to be in the company of you and others. Thinking about how I have been called the Seven Swordsmen of Tianshan with you all these years, I am really ashamed. "

Peng Lishuai said with disdain: "You guy, don't talk nice here. I think you are afraid of the other party's revenge! When the uncle kills the other party, we will be the heroes returning to Xinjiang's martial arts world. When the time comes, they will not touch us if they want to." You have to weigh it up!"

Dong Jiangbo sighed and said: "I really don't know why you are so short-sighted. Do you think such a person will be killed by my uncle? If he is not absolutely sure, how can he accept the challenge?"

Junior Brother Fu, I will go with you when the Tianshan Sword Sect overcomes the crisis this time. There is no point in staying for the Tianshan Sword Sect now. It is really a pity for the founder's legacy. "

Just as these people were talking here, the situation on the field changed again. Zhao Yiming deliberately exposed a flaw. When he retreated, he staggered.

Duan Zijiao also thought that the opponent's injury had recurred, so he immediately raised his head to the sky and let out a loud roar, used his most famous trick, and attacked with all his strength with his sword.

He suddenly saw a smile on the other person's face, and knew that he had been fooled. However, this move was old, so he could only grit his teeth and attack.

Unexpectedly, the other party refused to dodge and let the sword pierce his chest. A golden light appeared on his body, but the sword did not penetrate.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a powerful body-protecting magical skill."

But at this time he wanted to withdraw, but it was already too late. Zhao Yiming single-handedly cut off one of his right arms. When the sword fell, he kicked it with his foot. The long sword turned into a stream of light and shot over quickly.

Duan Zi clenched his teeth and suddenly thrust out his left hand, grabbing the sword directly. However, his hand was full of blood. He had no body protection skills and was completely made of flesh and blood.

Zhao Yiming's figure swayed, and he had already followed. He raised his hand and punched the hilt of the long sword. The punch was exactly the thirty-sixth punch.

The long sword was like a nail struck by a hammer. It suddenly penetrated forward, passed through his palm, and stabbed into his chest.

His left hand was still holding the sword, but it had slipped from the tip to the hilt. He opened his mouth to say something, and finally fell to the ground slumped.