"Ahem! Is it time for Brother Jian to fulfill his promise now?"

Disciple surnamed Jian: “…”

He looked at the sword in front of him and felt his eyes go dark. How could he lose in this situation where he was sure to win?

The other disciples also came to their senses at this time.

Everyone stared at the two of them. Although they couldn't figure out how Lin Hao won, it still didn't stop them from watching the fun.

Under the gaze of everyone, the disciple named Jian made up his mind and gritted his teeth to take the sword.

Isn't it just sword swallowing? He has seen this among the mortals' acrobatics.

If any mortal can do it, how could it be difficult for me?

He finally made up his mind and reached for the sword.

But at this moment, the stubborn disciple stretched out his hand to dodge.

The disciple named Jian was secretly delighted. Could it be that the other party was soft-hearted and planned to let him go?

But this joy did not last long, as the other party's next words completely shattered his fantasy.

I only heard the stubborn disciple say: "My sword is very expensive. I will definitely not be able to use it after Fellow Daoist Jian swallows it. I hope Fellow Daoist Jian can spend the spirit stones to buy it before swallowing it."

The disciple named Jian was nearly pissed off by the other party.

He pointed at the other person with a trembling finger, but couldn't utter a word.

Finally, he took out a storage bag from his body with trembling hands and threw it into the other person's arms.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Take it. The spirit stones here are enough to buy this sword."

The stubborn disciple excitedly opened his storage bag and prepared to count the spirit stones, and at the same time stuffed the sword into the other party's arms.

"The sword now belongs to Fellow Daoist Jian, you can do whatever you want with it!"

After he finished speaking, he left the crowd to count the spirit stones, leaving the others waiting expectantly for the disciple named Jian to swallow the sword.

Lin Hao was unaware of what was happening offstage.

At this moment, he was holding his waist with both hands, looking at Shi Tingfeng who had completely fainted in distress.

I used the hilt of the sword before because I hoped that the other party would be able to be awake and help me enter the weapon tomb.

But who would have thought that he was so excited that he couldn't control his strength for a moment, and the result was - another one fainted.

Lin Hao thought for a while and decided to wake the other person up first.

He looked around the ring.

The method Lin Hao uses to wake the other person up depends on whether there is anyone around watching them.

When he saw that everyone was gathered in one place and not paying attention to him, he had already decided on a solution.

He came closer and squatted, first lifted Shi Tingfeng's right hand, and then broke his wrist bone.

Seeing that the other party did not wake up and just groaned twice, Lin Hao continued to break his elbow bones, and then his shoulder blade.

After bending his arms, Lin Hao stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust in his hands.

He looked at the other person's right hand again and nodded with satisfaction.

Let you speak for Chen Xu before!

Then Lin Hao came to the opponent's left side and repeated the same thing on the right side. This time Shi Tingfeng woke up halfway, but fell into coma again in the next second because of Lin Hao's increased force.

Lin Hao moved closer and slapped the man twice, but this time the man did not wake up.

Helplessly, Lin Hao had to get up and comfort himself in his heart.

It’s okay, he still has two legs anyway. Who made him do that to himself before?

I feel that just wasting my two arms is not enough.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao started to work on Shi Tingfeng's legs again.

Shi Tingfeng woke up twice during the process, but fell into coma again soon.

Later, Shi Tingfeng kept being awakened by pain, then fainted from the pain, then woken up by pain again... and this cycle repeated over and over again.

For the last time, Lin Hao finally grabbed Shi Tingfeng's collar and shook him hard before he fell into coma again.

Shi Tingfeng's confused brain suddenly became clearer. Feeling the pain coming from his limbs, cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead.

When Lin Hao saw that the other party had regained consciousness, he said, "Now help me get into the weapons tomb."

Although Shi Tingfeng didn't know what exactly happened, he still felt the sword intent that knocked him unconscious before he fell unconscious.

Shi Tingfeng knew that he had no reason to refuse now, so he nodded.

He was about to use his arms to support the ground so that he could get up.

But at this moment, he found that his arms could not move, and then he found that his hands could not move either.

He looked at his twisted and deformed limbs in horror, and asked with red eyes: "What's wrong with my limbs?!"

Lin Hao looked at Shi Tingfeng with an open gaze and said, "I was injured by the sword energy just now."

Shi Tingfeng: “…”

You are a liar!

What kind of sword energy can injure every joint bone so accurately?

He turned and looked down at the audience, hoping someone would notice how badly he was hurt.

But unexpectedly, no one in the audience looked over here. All the disciples gathered in a circle, and no one knew what they were talking about.

Now Shi Tingfeng couldn't even find a witness, and this result made him even more angry.

Shi Tingfeng's chest heaved violently and he looked like he was about to faint from anger at any moment.

With the experience of Shi Tingfeng fainting a few times before, Lin Hao was afraid that he would faint again this time.

You should know that the joint bones of Shi Tingfeng's limbs have been broken by Lin Hao.

If Shi Tingfeng fainted again, he would only be able to break his ribs.

He is still unable to fully control his strength at the Void Refinement Realm, so he dares not move his ribs.

He hurried forward and said, "First, take care of the matter of me entering the weapons tomb before you faint!"

Shi Tingfeng was originally quite sober, but after hearing what Lin Hao said, he almost fainted from anger.

The way he looked at Lin Hao was as if he wanted to bite off the flesh of the other person.

"My limbs are all broken now, how can I help you?"

Lin Hao: “…”

How could he forget? If he had known this, he would have spared the other person's arm.

It was too late to say anything now, so Lin Hao just gave up and raised his hand to break Shi Tingfeng's jawbone again.

Lin Hao had long wanted to beat Shi Tingfeng up when he woke up.

Now that Shi Tingfeng could no longer help him with the weapons tomb, he could just do what he wanted to do.

Shi Tingfeng felt the pain in his chin and looked at Lin Hao in disbelief. He never thought that even though he was awake, Lin Hao would still dare to harm him so blatantly!

But Lin Hao did it anyway, without feeling guilty at all.

Shi Tingfeng opened his mouth wide and stared at Lin Hao.

"How dare you, Leiga?!"

Lin Hao ignored the other party's dying struggle and punched him directly.

Sometimes there was the "pop" sound of a fist hitting flesh, and sometimes there was the "crack" sound of a fist hitting bone.

The two sounds, along with Shi Tingfeng's scream of "Ahhh", resounded on the ring.

The commotion here attracted the attention of the disciples, and everyone looked over curiously.

Everyone was confused. Didn't Lin Hao already win? Why didn't the two stop fighting?

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