Chapter 2214 Are You Ready to Die?

Zhang Heng would definitely take advantage of his remaining strength and use all his strength to strike out with the strongest sword.

At this time, Sheng Lei also slapped him with a palm.

But Zhang Heng didn't care about Sheng Lei's attack at all. It was obvious that he wanted to imitate Zhou Bing and give Sheng Lei a blow just because he was injured.

"snort!"

Sheng Lei also discovered Zhang Heng's intention, but he just sneered and didn't care.

"No! It's probably very difficult for Zhang Heng to succeed with this attack. The strength of this holy thunder is not comparable to that of the holy line just now."

Li Gaosheng suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Wait a minute. If the difference in strength is too great, don't think about using this trick. A trick that has been used once will hardly be effective."

Li Gaosheng continued to speak, but his face was gloomy at the moment.

Tang Chen and the others nodded. The strength of this Holy Thunder was indeed terrifying. Even if Li Manqiong were to fight, he might not be able to win.

On the field, Zhang Heng saw that his sword was about to hit the Holy Thunder, and his face suddenly showed a hint of excitement, but it didn't take long for him to be happy.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then a force of paralysis, making his whole body limp and weak.

"Clang!"

The knife in Zhang Heng's hand fell directly to the ground.

"snort!"

The Holy Thunder snorted coldly, and then slapped it with another palm.

Originally this palm was aimed at Zhang Heng's heart, but Zhang Heng used all his strength to lower his body a few points.

Let Sheng Lei slap his lungs with this palm.

"puff!"

Zhang Heng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew backwards.

"What a pity!"

Sheng Lei shook his head, with a look of pity on his face. It was obvious that he did not kill Zhang Heng, which made him feel very regretful.

"hateful!"

Li Manqiong's face suddenly showed an angry look, because Zhang Heng clearly had no ability to fight back just now.

But this Holy Thunder still made a fatal move, if Zhang Heng hadn't reversed his body in time.

I'm afraid I'll die from a burst heart right now.

Li Gaosheng and others hurriedly went to check Zhang Heng's condition. Fortunately, although he was seriously injured, he did not die on the spot and could be saved.

Those people from Tianyun Sect carried Zhang Heng down again.

"Father, I will go to the next game!"

Li Manqiong looked at Li Gaosheng and said. It was obvious that she was angered by the scene just now.

"There is no use in incompetent rage. Remember! This is war! Either you die or I live!"

"On this point, that Holy Thunder did the right thing. If he doesn't kill Zhang Heng this time, Zhang Heng will definitely kill him next time he has the chance!"

"Now that you have come into contact with the evil tribe outside the territory, your naive concept needs to change."

"If you have the opportunity to give the opponent a one-hit kill, you should seize it!"

Li Gaosheng looked at Li Manqiong and said slowly.

Although he knew it was cruel to tell Li Manqiong this, the reality was so cruel.

It was impossible to change just because it was Li Manqiong, so Li Gaosheng still said it directly.

After all, he is Li Manqiong's father, and no one is more suitable to say this than him.

"It seems that we won this game, what do you think, Sect Master Li?"

At this time, the third prince stepped forward again, looked at Li Gaosheng and spoke slowly.

"What the Third Prince said is absolutely true. You will naturally win this battle."

Li Gaosheng said slowly.

"That's good. Now it's a one-on-one draw. Who will Sect Leader Li be sending out in the next game?"

The third prince looked at Li Gaosheng and then asked.

Li Gaosheng was silent for a while, his eyes wandering from Tang Chen, Li Manqiong, and Jian. Finally, he had an idea, and then he said:

"This time, we will send out the second one on the Prodigy List - Sword!"

Jian heard Li Gaosheng calling his name and immediately took a step forward.

"Okay, then we will send Sheng Meng!"

The third prince also followed suit.

As soon as he finished speaking, an evil tribe from outside the territory also walked into the field.

"Saint Clan Sheng Meng, come and fight."

Sheng Meng slowly spoke.

"Human, sword."

Jian also spoke.

"Brother Jian, come on!"

Li Manqiong watched the sword come on the stage, and suddenly spoke nervously.

When Tang Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but pat her shoulder, and then said:

"Senior sister, you have to believe in Senior Brother Jian, he is very strong!"

"Uh-huh!"

Li Manqiong nodded and continued:

"I know, you have to work hard, you are our last hope."

Li Manqiong looked at Tang Chen and then spoke.

In fact, if possible, Li Manqiong did not want to put all the pressure on Tang Chen.

No matter what, in his eyes, Tang Chen was just a ten-year-old child, but he had to bear so much pressure.

Li Manqiong himself was a member of the war, so he naturally knew how stressful it was.

But there was nothing she could do about this kind of thing. Although Tang Chen was the youngest, he was the strongest among them.

Number one on the list of geniuses.

"Don't worry, senior sister, I'm fine."

Tang Chen smiled slightly and said.

Although his physical age is indeed only ten years old, his mental age has long been that of an old monster.

After all, he had lived three lives and had never seen anything, so he was not too nervous.

But he knew that it was not his personal strength that could turn the tide.

Because no matter how strong he was, he was not as strong as the Supreme, so he could only win the bet with the Third Prince and pray that the Third Prince would keep his word.

But Tang Chen didn't like the feeling of handing his fate over to others.

But there was no way now. Although his strength was not bad, it was not strong enough.

"Cen——"

Jian directly pulled out the sword in his hand, and immediately made a crisp sword sound.

"It looks like a master. I hope you, the second place on the Tianjiao list, will not disappoint me!"

Shengming looked at Jian's movements, smiled evilly, and then spoke.

"Then you wait and see!"

Jian said this coldly, and then stabbed with a sword.

This sword was so fast that Shengming didn't react for a while.

When he reacted, the sword had already stabbed in front of him.

He had to turn his head to avoid the sword, but the sword energy still cut his cheek, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Taking this opportunity, Shengming quickly stepped back and distanced himself from Jian.

He reached out and touched his cheek, and seeing the blood on his hand, he immediately stopped being angry and laughed.

"Good! Really good, how many years have I not been injured!"

"You are very good, your name is Jian, right? I will remember your name."

After Shengming finished speaking with a smile, his face darkened.

"But you hurt me, you have to pay the price of your life, otherwise, it will be difficult to wash away my shame!"

As soon as Shengming finished speaking, a knife appeared in his hand. He pointed the tip of the knife at Jian, and then slowly said:

"Are you ready to die?"