More exclamations rang out.

Lin Zhuojiu frowned deeply.

Originally, he had subconsciously wanted to shake out the flying needle from the scabbard and return his long sword to the scabbard, but at this moment, he stopped.

"It's just a sword-making game. You actually took such a ruthless move and actually killed him directly!"

Amid the exclamation, a fierce shout of anger sounded.

It was not until this time that many ordinary people were sure that Di Feihong was dead. Many of them had natural fear of death. They all shouted in one go and retreated in horror.

"Who are you?"

Lin Zhuojiu's expression was still very calm. In such a chaotic scene, his eyes were fixed on the person who shouted fiercely.

It was a man in his thirties, wearing brocade clothes and looking like a wealthy businessman.

"Everyone can tell that he died of poisoning. You said I killed him directly. What's your intention?" Lin Zhuojiu looked at the man calmly. He continued to speak, but his voice was extremely cold.

The man who looked like a wealthy businessman was stuck all over. He didn't seem to have expected Lin Zhuojiu to be so calm, nor did he expect Lin Zhuojiu to say such words directly.

"I...I just saw you stab him, he fell to the ground and died, I don't know what poisoning is." But he immediately shouted again.

Lin Zhuojiu raised his eyebrows slightly. Others might think that this man looks like a rich businessman is normal, but he just feels that this person's behavior is abnormal.

However, before he could speak out, someone shouted disdainfully: "What's wrong with killing the sword? Isn't it just a Korean who wants to show off his power? What's more, this person's tricks are vicious in the sword. It's nothing strange to kill him by mistake."

"I'm afraid it's not because of normal sword-making, but because of using some other means." Someone sneered loudly: "I found out that he died of poisoning so quickly. Why didn't I see that he died of poisoning so quickly? If he died of poisoning, then who knows when he was poisoned?"

"What do you mean?" This man suddenly aroused the glare of many people.

This is a young man in a blue dress. Although everyone around him glared at him, he was not afraid at all and sneered: "What, is I wrong? Just the two of them are fighting, and one side is poisoned to death, can it still come out?

From the hands of others.”

"You fart, in full view of everyone, the two of them publicly competed swords. Can they even poison while comparing swords?" This person immediately caused more scolding from people around him.

"How can't it not?" The young man was still not afraid and sneered loudly: "We ordinary people cannot, but cannot practitioners? Maybe they are afraid that the myth of invincibility will be destroyed, so they must use poisonous hands to kill this person."

"You must be a Korean!" Some people heard that the young man's accent did not look like Changling's accent, and immediately shouted.

"I am indeed a Korean, so what?" The young man said angrily: "Is it true that the so-called justice can only speak in Changling, and I am not allowed to speak in Korean? The one who dies now is us Koreans, not you Qin people!"

"It's obvious that you can win easily. Do you still need to poison it? Everyone has seen the sword competition just now?" A young swordsman couldn't help but speak. He frowned deeply and said in a cold voice.

"You Qin people are naturally helping the Qin people. You naturally say that you didn't see the poison. So where did the poison come from? Could it be that Di Feihong poisoned himself? Even if he didn't die in Lin Zhuojiu's hands, wasn't he dead in the hands of other Qin people?" The young man cursed angrily: "But I said that I saw him poisoning, so what?"

"This man is talking nonsense and tearing his dog's mouth!"

I don’t know who was completely annoyed and screamed.

But as soon as the sound came out, the young man flashed a cold light in his hand, and a bloody flower suddenly surged in his chest.

A scream rang out.

When the blood splashed, many people discovered that the young man actually held a short sword in his hand and directly pierced his heart.

"You said you didn't see him poisoning, but I saw it. I dare to use my life to prove that I saw him poisoning. What about you?" The young man smiled miserably but proudly, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. "You Qin people are really braver than us Koreans, are you really braver than us?"

"Crazy...you're crazy..."

Several Changling people who had been angrily shouting at him retreated in horror, but the young man could no longer talk to them.

With a bang, the young man fell to the ground, slowly lowered his head, and died in his pool of blood.

Lin Zhuojiu frowned deeply.

From the beginning of many people's voices, he smelled the Violent Xun

With the usual meaning, he felt a lot of undercurrents.

And when the young man did such a thing, he realized that no matter how much he explained it, it would be useless.

He just stood still.

He knew someone would definitely show up to deal with such a thing.

Many people's eyes left from the pool of expanding blood, and their doubtful eyes fell on him, on the sword in his hand.

However, at this moment, a person who should not be ignored but was ignored suddenly spoke out.

Wang Jingmeng's voice sounded.

"From today on, I will accept any challenge from the Han Di Sword Master. Whether I think I am stronger than this person or the sword master who thinks I am weaker than this person, I will accept this matter today, even if someone says we are poisoning."

The scene was silent in an instant.

Everyone breathed.

Before everyone could react completely, Wang Jingmeng's voice continued, "But after today, if any swordsman wants to compete with me, someone must prove fairness. I don't want to encounter such a thing that died of comparing swords but speculates for no reason."

After Wang Jingmeng finished these words, everyone in the venue truly reacted and made exclamations.

"You..." Even Lin Zhuojiu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Wang Jingmeng's answer is indeed simple and violent.

The initial doubt came from saying that Lin Zhuojiu may not be able to defeat this swordsman, and only if he cannot defeat him can he poison him.

If all the sword masters in Han were unable to defeat Wang Jingmeng, and it would not have been possible to shatter the myth of Wang Jingmeng's undefeated in Bashan Sword Field. How could the Bashan Sword Field win the battle with such dark means?

Wang Jingmeng's expression at this moment made people feel that Bashan Sword Field had never won a battle with such dark means before, and would never be able to do so in the future.

Simple violence is indeed effective.

His words had already shocked everyone present.

But this is indeed very dangerous.

Because this is equivalent to directly challenging all Korean sword masters.

But the key is that Wang Jingmeng's meaning at this time does not seem to be limited to his peers, nor is it limited to young sword masters.
Chapter completed!