With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

Liu Hai was angry, but when the spear touched his forehead, he had nothing to say.

The person in front of him, even if he was seriously injured and dying, could still easily defeat him, and he was convinced.

Drop ten Spirit Stones and bangs step down.

"Next!"

Soon, someone came to the stage again.

The man was about to introduce himself when Ling Yu waved his hand to stop him.

"I said, I don't want to hear the identity of the loser."

Before the man could get angry, Ling Yu's spear was already in front of his Adam's apple.

As long as Ling Yu moved a little further, it would kill him.

Ling Yu's speed made most people in the audience unable to react.

"Twenty Spirit Stones, get out!"

The man tremblingly took out twenty Spirit Stones and handed them to Ling Yu, then walked off the stage.

"Next!"

Another person came to power, and was easily defeated by Ling Yu.

Ling Yu didn't care who they were, only that they were all here to give him Spirit Stones.

One after another came to power and was beaten down.

Except for the wind guest who was seriously injured at the beginning, everyone else was fine, because they were all in seconds.

They are all blogging, and Ling Yu can't keep up with twenty Spirit Stones.

Everyone could see that with every shot, Ling Yu's injuries kept getting worse.

No matter how strong Ling Yu is, there will always be limits. Their goal is to reach Ling Yu's limit.

No one knows, Ling Yu is going to be very happy now.

This is the result he wants, and people keep coming on stage to give him money.

The wounds on his body are indeed not light, they are all the Meridians and wounds that broke when Hercules tested him before.

But he didn't expect that he could renew the Meridians in an instant, and it was even easier to recover from the physical injury.

He has the Ancestral God Finger, and the creation of the Ancestral God Finger can only have the effect of absolute repair.

As long as he is not dead, these injuries on his body are actually trivial matters, and they are the flaws he deliberately left in order to lure these people to attack him.

"Is anyone else coming?"

Ling Yu stood on the stage, holding a spear in his hand to barely stand still, but there was no timidity in his words.

"Unexpectedly, there are people who really want to die!"

Another person jumped onto the ring. This person's temperament made Ling Yu annoyed and felt a little familiar.

"Are you from the Ghost King Sect?"

The man didn't shy away: "If you still have some eyesight, it's not wrong to be turned into a corpse puppet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Yu fired his gun directly, penetrating his heavenly cover.

The ghost king sect man fell to the ground instantly, and he couldn't die any longer.

Ling Yu especially hates the Ghost King Sect, this person is simply looking for death.

One kick kicked the man off the ring, Ling Yu looked down on the crowd: "Who else?"

The scene fell into a moment of silence, and no one dared to take the stage.

It was because I thought that Ling Yu didn't kill people, so I just dragged him to death.

But now, Ling Yu moved the killer.

No one can be sure if he will be the one who gets killed if he goes up.

At this time, Ling Yu was annoyed. He forgot to ask the other party for Spirit Stones, and he lost another twenty Spirit Stones.

"Let me do it!"

At this time, a man in his thirties walked onto the ring with a sword.

Ling Yu felt that the person's aura was still somewhat familiar, but fortunately it wasn't something he hated, so he asked about the other person's origins.

"Lin Yun, the eldest disciple of the Sword God, I also hope that Your Excellency will release my ignorant junior brother."

"Sword God? Your junior brother, Little Sword God?"

Ling Yu said why the breath was familiar, it turned out to be so.

"Exactly."

The Sword God eldest disciple bowed slightly politely.

"If you beat me, I'll let him go."

Ling Yu was polite to him, at least this man didn't come to kill him, but he still had to ask for Spirit Stones from the other party.

Lin Yun searched all over his body and only took out eight Spirit Stones.

Ling Yu was surprised, seeing Lin Yun's appearance, he was definitely not weak.

Although Ling Yu had never seen this person's information on the Star List, he could feel that this person was better than many of the powerhouses he faced before, and even surpassed Bai Ruhe.

If it was two days ago, he would not necessarily be an opponent.

How could such a person be so poor? Not even ten Spirit Stones.

Lin Yun looked embarrassed: "There are two left, I don't know if I can owe them. When I have time, I will return them to your Excellency."

"It's okay, just eight for eight."

Ling Yu took over Spirit Stones and said it was fine.

"Then, offended."

Although Ling Yu was seriously injured, Lin Yun did not let up in the slightest.

He understands that the person in front of him is not easy to defeat.

"Clanging..."

The spear and the sword collided for the first time.

Looking at each other, they could see that each other was not easy.

It's just that Ling Yu barely suppressed Lin Yun because of his strength.

Ling Yu took three steps back, and Lin Yun took five steps back.

It's just that Ling Yu seemed to have another wound torn, and a mouthful of blood spit out again.

At this moment, everyone was extremely nervous. Since Ling Yu came to power, there is finally one person who can stand up to him.

This also made those in the audience who didn't expect Ling Yu to lose, finally saw hope.

"Brother Yu!"

Qin Wei was anxious. The collision between the two had surpassed his understanding. It was clearly a simple sword and spear strike, and more of it seemed to be the collision of Dao Yun.

On the surface, Ling Yu had the upper hand.

But Ling Yu is still injured after all, if it continues like this, Ling Yu will lose.

At that time, he didn't know what to do. He was very self-aware, and he was not the opponent of this swordsman.

Perhaps, Ling Yu should not have come.

"One move to decide the winner."

Lin Yun also saw that Ling Yu couldn't last long, so he made this proposal.

In fact, in the face of Ling Yu, who was covered in injuries, he didn't want to take the stage, so even if he won, it would not be fair.

But the junior brother is still in the other's hands. That is the master's favorite disciple. As a senior brother, he must protect him.

"Okay, one move to decide the outcome."

Ling Yu's spear danced.

Just this ordinary long spear, which can no longer be ordinary, seems to be speechless in his hands.

"Star!"

Ling Yu once again used this Star, who had only mastered half-style.

The stars on the tip of the gun are fascinating.

"Look for the sword!"

The so-called search for the sword is the meaning of seeking the heart of the sword.

In his life, Lin Yun was brought up by the Sword God and learned many skills of the Sword God, but only this sword was created by himself.

Looking for the sword style, looking for the sword heart, looking for the kendo.

To this end, seek life.

In his world, at this moment, there is only one sword.

It's a gun vs sword showdown.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, only the heartbeat of hundreds of millions of people could be heard.

At that moment, both of them seemed to be sublimated.

When the smoke cleared, Ling Yu, who was lying motionless on the ground, and Lin Yun, who was barely able to move, were caught in sight.

Won? Ling Yu, who has been on the verge of life and death, but has never fallen, has really fallen?

Until then, the audience was still silent, without a sound.

They held their breath and prepared to cheer for Lin Yun.

"I lost!"

This sentence was passed into the ears of everyone present.

And it came from Lin Yun, who they all thought had won.