Warden of Heaven

Chapter 1165 Because you are cheap, you are still sealed by Yukou!
Ling Zhanyun's sword pierced Chen Feng's body fiercely.

Chen Feng didn't hide or dodge, but the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a deep contemptuous look.

What the hell!

Everyone in the audience exclaimed, isn't Chen Feng going to die?

No matter how powerful the physical body is, it is impossible to resist the magic weapon.

Even the powerhouses on the rostrum raised their brows suddenly, showing shock.

puff!
Ling Zhanyun's long sword sank into Chen Feng's body at once.

Only the hilt of the sword remained, still exposed.

"Killed!"

The crowd in the audience suddenly became a sensation.

Although the dragon and tiger competitions were fierce, there were very few casualties over the years.

Except for signing the life and death certificate, basically everything is done.

Especially the loser, when he was unable to resist, he had already voluntarily surrendered.

Like today, it has almost never happened that someone is pierced by a sword.

Even the strong men on the rostrum frowned tightly.

Since you can't avoid it, why don't you take the initiative to admit defeat?
Isn't it stupid to lose your life in vain?
Ling Zhanyun was also taken aback for a moment, then a sneer appeared on his face, and he said coldly.

"I still think how tough you are."

"It turned out that it was nothing more than that!"

"Remember, keep your eyes open in the next life, and don't provoke me again!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Zhanyun pulled out his sword, jumped off the ring gracefully, and left in a hurry, hiding his achievements and fame.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked back at Chen Feng.

Because, a dead person is no longer qualified to be in Ling Zhanyun's eyes.

"Ok?"

"wrong!"

Just as Ling Zhanyun jumped off the ring, his body froze suddenly, and he realized that something was wrong.

Just now, when he was drawing his sword, it seemed a bit strange.

The number of people Ling Zhanyun has killed is already unknown.

Every time after killing someone, when pulling out the sword from the body, although the sword is extremely sharp, there is still a slight friction feeling.

Why didn't you feel anything this time?
It's as if it didn't stab into Chen Feng's body.

Involuntarily, Ling Zhanyun lowered his head in doubt and looked towards the long sword.

What the hell!

Under this look, Ling Zhanyun's face changed drastically, and his eyes almost popped out.

"My sword!"

"My sword!!!"

Ling Zhanyun screamed unbelievably like he was going crazy.

People's eyes all focused on Ling Zhanyun at once, showing a strange expression.

Just be cheap, as for shouting it out in public?

Ling Zhenxiong blushed even more, stood up and shouted loudly.

"Zhan Yun, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Things like cheapness are not enough for outsiders!"

puff!
Hearing this, Ling Zhanyun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What the hell, I'm not talking cheap, I'm talking about swords!

This sword is not cheap!

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded leisurely on the ring.

"Whether you're cheap or not, that's your business."

"Brother, I just want to know, if you jump off by yourself, do you count as a loser?"

Swish!
All of a sudden, everyone's eyes turned to the sound.

Afterwards, everyone opened their mouths wide in shock, with expressions of disbelief!

"Come on, Chen Feng is not dead!"

"Nimma, there's not even a little blood!"

"This is so unscientific!"

On the ring, Chen Feng crossed his arms and looked at Ling Zhanyun playfully.

That sly look was full of sarcasm.

Not to mention dead, he wasn't even injured at all, standing there alive and kicking, full of energy.

How could this be the state of being pierced by a sword?

Even the strong men on the rostrum are a little confused at the moment.

what's the situation?
Is Chen Feng immortal?

How can it be?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, someone noticed Ling Zhanyun's long sword, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The emperor suddenly stood up, pointed at Ling Zhanyun, and said in surprise.

"Ling Zhanyun, your sword..."

Ling Zhenxiong was shocked, his old face flushed instantly with excitement, he hurriedly stood up, knelt down in front of the emperor, and said extremely gratefully.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving Zhan Yun the number!"

Grant number?

The emperor was confused, what number did I give him?
Ling Zhenxiong turned his head abruptly, and scolded Ling Zhanyun.

"You bastard, it's your honor that His Majesty confers you the title of cheap!"

"Don't kneel down and thank you!"

In Ling Zhenxiong's view, this is the best chance to keep the Ling family.

After all, before Chen Feng framed the Ling family for rebellion, the royal family had already been murdered.

Although the Skynet Sect proved the innocence of the Ling family, who knows how much the emperor believes?
The power of the sky is unpredictable, maybe a mistake, the Skynet Sect is a lesson from the past!

Now, the emperor personally gave Ling Zhanyun a title, how could he not be excited!
Does this mean that the emperor has pardoned his Ling family, and his Ling family has regained the favor of the royal family?

Ling Zhanyun was grieving and indignant, looking at his long sword in a daze.

Why did the patriarch suddenly let himself kneel down to thank him?
Ling Zhanyun felt that his brain seemed to be a bit insufficient.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he still knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the emperor.

"Zhan Yun, thank the emperor!"

Ling Zhenxiong was overjoyed, and turned towards the emperor with a serious face.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, Zhan Yun will never let down your love."

"I assure you, he will definitely be worthy of this title."

"From now on, he will be asshole to the bottom!"

puff!
The emperor almost sprayed blood on his face.

What is this damn?

When did I give the number?

Did I ask him what happened to his sword!

"Where's your sword!"

The emperor kicked Ling Zhenxiong aside, pointed at Ling Zhanyun, and asked loudly.

Ling Zhanyun lowered his head and stared at his sword with a dazed expression.

yes, yes.

Where is my sword!

At this time, more people noticed the sword in Ling Zhanyun's hand.

Involuntarily, all of them showed deep shock.

"Fuck, why is Ling Zhanyun's sword gone?"

"There's only one hilt left!"

"The blade is gone!"

"By the way, is Ling Zhanyun's sword retractable?"

"Shit, didn't you hear that just now? Ling Zhanyun's cheapness is a gift from the emperor!"

"God gave it to me!"

Everyone was discussing, looking at the sword with only the hilt in Ling Zhanyun's hand, they were all full of curiosity.

But the strong men on the rostrum all set their eyes on Chen Feng, and they were all horrified.

Ling Zhanyun pierced Chen Feng's body with a sword, and Chen Feng was safe and sound, but Ling Zhanyun's sword was gone.

At this time, who still doesn't understand, it must be Chen Feng's doing!
But how did he do it?
Chen Feng was a little impatient.

He raised his head, turned to the prime minister in red, and asked loudly.

"Hey, host, are you going to say something?"

"Ling Zhanyun jumped down by himself, does that mean he voluntarily surrendered?"

The prime minister in red is still in a daze, the scene is too weird.

I feel that my many years of host career have been subverted.

Hearing Chen Feng's question, he just woke up and stood up. After thinking for a long time, he finally spoke.

"In the arena competition, the one who stands at the end wins."

"Chen Feng is still on the ring, Ling Zhanyun jumped down by himself."

"So, this time Ling Zhanyun took the initiative to admit defeat, and Chen Feng won!"

puff!
When Ling Zhanyun heard the result from below, he jumped up angrily.

With dissatisfaction on his face, he shouted loudly.

"Obviously I pierced him with a sword and left the ring as a victor."

"Why did he win in the end?"

"why!"

Before the prime minister in red could speak, Chen Feng's innocent voice sounded weakly.

"Because you are cheap, and you were sealed by Yukou!"

puff!
What are you!
Ling Zhanyun was so angry at Chen Feng's words that he spurted blood from his mouth and fell on his back.

(End of this chapter)