Chapter 172 (1/2)

”I'm also a martial artist with nine levels of Yuan martial arts. Even if I'm a little unprepared at the moment, it's not difficult for me to block his sword with my suppression of his realm cultivation!”

Du Ming said in a deep voice, with gloomy eyes and a very serious look.

As a martial artist with nine levels of martial arts, this is his confidence!

After all, the guy he regarded as an opponent in front of him was just a five fold warrior in the Yuan Wu realm, which could not be compared with him at all.

He is four small realms higher than the guy in front of him. As long as he releases all his strength and relies on the gap between the four small realms, he can crush each other!

However, he never thought that when Su Ling's sword was cut off, the mysterious Qi accompanying it was beyond his expectation.

The mysterious Qi pouring down fiercely chopped on his body. The soft sword in his hand only heard the sound of ”bang”, and there were signs of disintegration. At this moment, he was blown several meters away by the sword Qi cut by Su Ling.

With a loud bang, Du Ming was shocked by the sword and fell violently on the edge of the douwu platform not far away. The douwu platform paved with blue stone suddenly collapsed and cracked. Du Ming's face suddenly turned pale with blood. His eyes were sad. His dark black eyes were full of incredible colors.

At this moment, Du Ming was injured by the earthquake. All the people in the audience around him witnessed it with their own eyes and fell into a dead silence.

it is beyond logic and above reason! Weird! Even yes, I can't believe it!

”Du Ming, just lost?”

”How can this be possible? Du Ming, but he is a nine fold warrior in the Yuan Wu territory, and his swordsmanship is obvious to all. How can he be defeated by a five fold warrior in the Yuan Wu territory?”

”That guy must have used inferior means. Otherwise, how could Du Ming lose? Du Ming is four small realms higher than him. Even with realm suppression, Du Ming can defeat him.”

One after another, the sound of discussion filled the space. Su Ling held the Tianhuang sword in her hand, looked at Du Ming who was shocked out by him, and said indifferently, ”you lost.”

”You, you...”

Du Ming's eyes were bleak and desperate. He stared at Su Ling fiercely. Until now, he couldn't believe that he had lost just now.

He really can't imagine why he can't resist the heavy sword attack of the five heavy warriors in the Yuan Wu realm with his nine heavy realm cultivation.

”Why? Not convinced!”

Su Ling frowned, stared at Du Ming coldly and said, ”if you are not convinced, you can stand up.”

Hearing this, Du Ming suddenly softened his legs and asked him to stand up again. Isn't this just to let him get up again and get beaten?

Although it is not clear what means this guy used, Du Ming is sure that he is not the opponent of this guy in front of him.

”Since you lose, there is no shadow sword, you can't get it.”

Su Ling chuckled. Then she looked at Wang Huan and said, ”brother Wang, there is no shadow sword. It's still yours now.”

”Thank you!”

Wang Huan took a deep look at Su Ling. His eyes were full of gratitude. He was very grateful to Su Ling. If Su Ling didn't do it in time, I'm afraid he would be in danger today. If Su Ling didn't help, I'm afraid no shadow sword would really fall into the hands of thieves today.

”Ha ha.”