430: C430 Last Apology

C430 Last Apology

"Arrogant!"

Lin Bendao was at the peak of Master of Internal Strength, his entire being was like a sword aura, flying straight for the middle aged man, giving off the feeling that he was a sharp sword, his speed was extremely fast.

"Quick, retreat!" The attack from the peak of Master of Internal Strength was terrifying, and the surrounding people quickly retreated, afraid of being affected.

Even Wang Xiaoxiao, who wanted to throw himself into's arms, hurriedly retreated.

The speed of the outer strength master was more than ten times faster than an ordinary person. At that moment, Lin Bendao's entire body had turned into an afterimage.

"Die!" Lin Bendao laughed, and happily shouted.

However, just as he was about to hit the middle-aged man, the latter suddenly appeared to be covered in oil. His entire body formed a strange arc as he dodged the sword!

BOOM!

Lin Bendao's sword strike landed on the concrete floor. Even the specially made concrete airplanes that were afraid of the runway were immediately split open by Lin Bendao's sword attack.

"How is this possible?!" When Lin Bendao saw that his sword strike had missed, the middle aged man acted as if nothing had happened and shouted in shock!

Just now, he had almost already prepared to celebrate, how could he have known …!

"Kid, you still have a long way to go. This is my first move and I'll let you go! Next, it's time for me to prepare for my attack! "

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

"One move, I can defeat you in one move!"

Then, he disappeared from Lin Bendao's sight! No, that's not right. His speed had reached its limit, and when he landed in Lin Bendao's eyes, all that was left of him were afterimages.

"His speed has actually reached the level of a Grandmaster of Transformation Stage. Interesting." As Liu Xuan looked at the middle-aged man, his face couldn't help but reveal a hint of interest.

"Damn it!"

One step was wrong, one step was wrong. This kind of life and death battle was not for show. Just now, the middle-aged man had given him a move, which was why he had the chance to make a move.

He hurriedly pulled back the sword in his hand and placed it horizontally in front of his chest to block. Then, he quickly retreated, his eyes constantly reflecting that terrifying afterimage!

"Want to leave?" "Too late!"

However, at that moment, a whisper exploded in his ears like a bomb.

"Puchi!"

Lin Bendao looked at the hand that was imprinted on his chest in disbelief, as his entire chest instantly caved in and he continuously spat out fresh blood, his eyes filled with shock.

"How is this possible?!"

Lin Bendao was directly sent flying like a kite with its string cut, he spat out fresh blood continuously with unwillingness in his eyes.

How could he not understand that before he could even see the enemy's search for him, he had already lost? One move. He was defeated in one move. He was defeated so easily. He was so powerless! He had no strength to fight back against this move!

"I've said it before, with just one move, you'll be a younger brother!" The middle aged man stood in front of Lin Bendao with his hands behind his back, as though he was a grandmaster!

"He lost just like that?" The little fatty said with a trace of fear.

"Hiss!" This was an expert from the sect? "So terrifying!" Some people gasped.

"Too terrifying. Big Brother Lin was defeated in a single move. Isn't this just too strong?"

"Is this the peak of Master of Internal Strength? "With just one move, victory or defeat was decided. No, Brother Lin had been defeated in a single move, but the corners of his clothes couldn't even be touched. The disciples of our sect are just too strong."

At this moment, all of the people present were pale. Shock filled their eyes, and some of them couldn't help but tremble in fear.

"I was defeated in one move." Lin Bendao laid on the ground, his face ashen. He looked at the middle-aged man who wanted to walk over step by step, and his expression was extremely bitter.

"I don't know if you still remember what I said just now. Those who fight against me must fight to the death!" The middle-aged man picked up the flexible sword Lin Bendao used, held it in his hand, and gently waved it, releasing a sharp sound that pierced the air.

"No, I can't die! I can't die! I still have a better future, I have a better future, I want to become a Youth Master, I want to become an invincible expert! " Lin Bendao said to himself in shock.

In the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something and shouted to the crowd.

"Brothers, are you still not going to make your move? As your big brother, you should save me now that I'm facing danger. "

"These sect people are so tyrannical. If this goes on for a long time, where would we be able to survive?!"

Lin Bendao's words had garnered the agreement of many people, but none of them stood out. A joke? Lin Bendao was unrivaled under the Grandmaster, but this person from the sect was able to defeat him in one move.

At this moment, all of their faces were ashen, but no one dared to step forward. It was better to die than to live; even if their martial arts would not improve in the future, what could they do? Is it more important than life?

They were already outer strength masters. As long as they found an ordinary place in the future, it would be easy for them to become rich.

No matter how strong the outer strength masters were, they were not as strong as the Grandmaster of Transformation Stage. At this moment, with more than thirty of them fighting, there was no problem at all, but no one dared to stand out.

He could not help but bitterly say:

"I understand, I understand the biggest difference between us unspecialized characters and those from sects and aristocratic families!"

"Fighters don't even dare to fight for dignity. What kind of martial arts are they talking about?!"

"It's not wrong for us to lose."

At this moment, a cold figure stood up.

Senior has already defeated him, and has already humiliated him. Don't kill me, give this little girl some face, and leave some things for me to do.

"Who do you think your Ling Family is?! A secular family would actually dare to talk to me about face! "

"Scram!" The middle-aged man had a stern expression.

Ling Jie could not help but turn pale. She had retreated a few steps, her small face extremely pale.

"Haha, do you see them going against me? They didn't dare! Or not? "Why do you want to die!?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but become even more arrogant.

He immediately held the sword in his hand and patted Lin Bendao's chin, with a hint of playfulness:

"If you had known earlier, you would have returned the favor. It's a pity that some grandmasters will only understand before they die. However, it's a pity that this old man will not leave behind the lives of his enemies."

"Remember, my Carefree Sect, Liu Yangming, don't be unable to report my name to Yama when you reach the underground, haha!"

"Oh right, is there anything else you want to say? I'll give you a chance to deliver your last words. "

Last words?

Lin Bendao's eyes suddenly lit up, he could not help but look towards Liu Xuan, squinting his eyes, seeing Liu Xuan who looked like an ancient giant mountain!

"Brother, I do not know your name, but I want to apologize to you. Just now, I insulted you with my words. I was too petty. In the end, I apologize to you!"

As the saying goes, when a man is about to die, his words are good, regardless of whether they are true or false.

Liu Xuan looked at Lin Bendao, a hint of surprise evident in his eyes, but right after, he sighed and said: "If you knew it would turn out like this, why did you have to start from the beginning?"2

"Hehe, stop talking nonsense, you trash."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to raise his sword, he seemed to have already seen Lin Bendao's head flying into the air.

However, at this time, a loud voice entered everyone's ears.

"If you break your own arms now, I can spare your life!"

In the next moment, a scene that left everyone dumbfounded appeared!

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