Chapter 506 Ultraman Wins

Yang Xiu was very confident in the swordsman and told him: "Don't give Luo Zhen a chance later, just kill him on the ring!"

The swordsman nodded slowly and closed his eyes again. If you look closely, there is a faint breath floating around the swordsman, circling around him.

Ling Rong on the field took a pill, and then the skull on his shoulder began to heal slowly.

"Humph, you deserve to die for making me waste a seventh-grade elixir!" Then Ling Rong stacked the two swords in front of him, and the whole sword began to emit cold air, as if brewing something.

Ultraman Killing would not wait for him, and rushed towards him quickly, wrapping the long sword with Yuanli, stabbing at Ling Rong, pointing directly at the heart.

When Ultraman Killing approached, Ling Rong opened his eyes suddenly, swung the two swords with all his strength, and two giant white swords cut through the ring and slashed at Ultraman Killing.

Although Ultraman Killing dodged, he was not flexible enough. His left hand was still cut by the sword, and one arm was directly separated from him and flew into the sky.

But Ultraman Killing could not feel the pain. He still held the sword in his right hand. After a pause, he rushed towards Ling Rong.

Ling Rong seemed a little weak because of the previous attack. He did not dodge Ultraman Killing's attack and was kicked to the ground by him.

Before Ling Rong could get up, Ultraman Killing pressed on him and stabbed with his right hand.

"Clang!"

Then blood spurted out, leaving a blood hole in Ling Rong's forehead, and he died! He didn't even have time to surrender.

Just now, Ling Rong hurriedly picked up the scimitar to block Ultraman Killing's sword.

Indeed, Ultraman Killing only knew simple moves, and he couldn't use those fancy martial arts.

But because of this, Ultraman Killing gathered all his strength on the previous sword.

The scimitar only blocked for a moment before it was knocked away by the long sword, and then, under Ling Rong's surprised eyes, it pierced his forehead, leaving a bloody skull.

After dealing with Ling Rong, Ultraman Killer did not even take his arm, and returned to Luo Zhen's side, standing like an iron tower, full of oppression.

"Brother Luo, did you refine this puppet? Or did you buy it?" Song Tong had good eyesight and naturally realized that it was a puppet.

"I bought it at an auction, and I spent almost 20 million top-grade spirit stones at the time." Luo Zhen said with a painful face.

20 million top-grade spirit stones to buy a puppet guard of the fifth level of the Venerable Realm, it's not a loss at all! This is what everyone present thought.

However, Luo Zhen didn't want them to know that this was refined by Luo Zhen himself, because it would bring him a lot of trouble.

Luo Zhen was not afraid of trouble, but there was no need to cause trouble himself.

"Then congratulations to Brother Luo, but the damage this time was quite serious, I'm afraid the strength of the puppet will decline!" Song Tong reminded.

Indeed, if Ultraman Killing was attacked so strongly, if it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted long ago, or even died.

However, some scars will not affect the puppet. What really affects his strength is the broken arm.

Although Luo Zhen can refine puppets, he has not learned how to connect arms, so Luo Zhen has no way.

After losing an arm, it is estimated that Ultraman Killing's strength will drop to about the third level of the Venerable Realm, or even directly to the first level of the Venerable Realm.

However, Ultraman Killing's role is also extremely limited, and it's time to end. After all, the opponents Luo Zhen is facing now are all top Venerable Realm and Emperor Realm masters, and Ultraman Killing can hardly help!

Then Luo Zhen sucked Ling Rong's two scimitars into his hand, and then put them into the storage bag.

Seeing this, Yang Xiu on the side hurriedly shouted: "What are you going to do? Give us back the two scimitars!"

Luo Zhen spread his hands and said helplessly: "Didn't you say that you can take one thing from the opponent if you win? And if I win two games and win the ring match, will you give me the Red Lotus Soul and the Qiankun Mirror?"

"I am just fulfilling the agreement now."

Yang Xiu's face was livid. After all, the scimitar was bought by Yang Xiu for Ling Rong with his own money, costing him more than 30 million top-grade spirit stones! Of course it hurts.

So Yang Xiu didn't plan to give up, and said again: "Didn't you say that? If you win the ring match, you can only take one thing from the loser. Why did you take two? Give me the other scimitar."

"You, Yang Xiu, such a big master, still care about this little profit? Don't worry about it. Besides, these two knives are connected to each other. If you lose any one of them, it will be difficult to use. Even if I give it to you, you can't use it. Forget it!"

Yang Xiu wanted to say that I care about it. After all, it is 30 million top-grade spirit stones! But after seeing the strange eyes of the people around him, Yang Xiu still couldn't speak for the sake of face, and snorted coldly.

However, Yang Xiu looked at Ultraman Killing again, and had a bad idea again, saying: "It's not impossible to give you the knife, you can give me this puppet! Anyway, its strength has decreased, and you can't use it. How about giving it to me? I'm interested."

"Oh, this puppet has been with me for so many years, and I have feelings for it. It's considered my brother. How can I give it to you casually?" Luo Zhen said seriously.

Seeing this, Song Tong couldn't help laughing in his heart. After all, everyone could see that Luo Zhen was lying and deliberately playing tricks on him.

At this moment, Yang Xiu's face was livid, and he stared at Luo Zhen viciously, as if he wanted to eat him.

"But if you really want it, brother Yang, when you win the ring, I can give it to you as a gift, how about it?" Luo Zhen suddenly said.

"No problem, it's settled, everyone has heard it, don't think about going back on your word." Yang Xiu regretted it as soon as he said it.

Because everyone around him laughed, even Song Tong was holding back, his face looked a little strange.

"Oh my, I didn't expect Young Master Yang to care so much about this puppet. When he heard that he could give it to him in the end, he was so happy!" One of the onlookers whispered.

"That's right, he is usually very generous, but I didn't expect him to care about this little profit."

"Maybe his heart is still bleeding now, after all, he just lost two low-grade spiritual weapons, and now he may still be shouting in his heart: Give it back to me!"

"..."

The constant ridicule from all around fell into Yang Xiu's ears. Yang Xiu knew that he had been tricked.

And Yang Xiu saw Luo Zhen's raised mouth corners and playful expression, which further confirmed this point.

Luo Zhen deliberately led him to say this to embarrass him!

It's a pity that Yang Xiu can't take action. Otherwise, with his status, if he gets angry with some low-level practitioners, it will only make him look smaller and he will be ridiculed!

What's more, Song Tong is sitting next to him, and there is a faint aura of an emperor in the sky, which means that two emperors are paying attention to this place.

I'm afraid that if Yang Xiu dares to take action, these two emperors will not give up! I'm afraid they will take action at the first time.

So Yang Xiu can only hold it in, listen, and endure it!