Chapter 3370: Kneeling to Live and Standing to Die

The eyes of King Jue Ying and Gui Tongren trembled, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

They were not mistaken, Liu Mu was a swordsman in the realm of Sword Heavenly Tribulation!

Although there was only one realm difference between Sword Heavenly Tribulation and the realm of Saintly Righteousness, the gap between them was beyond description.

Even in the Saint Realm, most swordsmen were stuck in the ninth level of Saintly Righteousness.

Saintly Righteousness and Sword Heavenly Tribulation, one is the realm of ordinary saints, and the other is the realm of the most holy, and there is an insurmountable gap between them.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a swordsman in the first level of Sword Heavenly Tribulation can crush more than ten swordsmen in the ninth level of Saintly Righteousness.

This is why King Jue Ying and Gui Tongren were so terrified after sensing that Liu Mu was a swordsman in Sword Heavenly Tribulation.

If Liu Mu wanted to make a move, he could kill them both with one hand!

At this time, Zhong Mingyu had a calm face, but the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

He had already seen that Liu Mu was in the realm of Heavenly Tribulation of Sword, otherwise he would not have asked the latter to be a witness.

If Liu Mu was not a Heavenly Tribulation Sword Master, Zhong Mingyu would even directly question Liu Mu!

"Absolute Eagle King, Ghost Master, now I ask you again, do you still want to regret it?" At this time, Liu Mu smiled coldly, with a chill in his eyes, and said solemnly.

"This..." Everyone's eyes trembled, and they took a breath of cold air together. Anyone could see Liu Mu's threat and murderous intention.

Obviously, if Absolute Eagle King and Ghost Master regretted it, it would force Liu Mu to take action.

And once Liu Mu took action, their fate would be only one word, death!

Absolute Eagle King and Ghost Master looked ashen and ugly, with cold sweat on their foreheads. They were stupid and didn't speak for a long time.

One side was death, and the other side was kneeling for three days. Do they have a choice?

"King Jue Ying, Gui Tong Ren, answer me!" After a moment, Liu Mu spoke again, his voice like thunder, stirring in the void.

King Jue Ying and Gui Tong Ren shook their bodies, as if struck by lightning, and almost couldn't stand.

"Elder Liu Mu, we can let the two adults think carefully, whether to die or to live." Zhong Mingyu smiled faintly, his eyes surging with ruthless light.

"I, I, I want to live, I kneel!" At this time, a voice sounded, and a swordsman from the Seven Absolute Demon Palace screamed in fear and knelt down directly.

"I, I want to live too, I don't want to die!" Then, another swordsman screamed in fear and knelt on his knees.

Next, one figure after another knelt down.

After a moment, only a few of the dozens of swordsmen from the Seven Absolute Demon Palace and the Ghost Prison Gate were still standing, and the others knelt down.

The crowd was stunned by the scene in front of them, and then burst into laughter.

"I thought you guys were so strong, but it turns out you're just cowards."

"What Demon Palace and Ghost Prison? Aren't you just as humble when someone is suppressing you?"

"Kneel down, kneel for three days, and apologize to those Haotian swordsmen who died in your hands!"

"What about you two?" At this time, Zhong Mingyu spoke up, his eyes were extremely gloomy, looking at King Jue Ying and Gui Tongren and said, "Do you want to live on your knees, or die standing?"

"Kneel!" King Jue Ying's eyes trembled, his old face was ferocious, and he almost spit out a word from his teeth.

After saying that, he sank his knees and knelt down.

"A real man can bend and stretch!" Seeing this scene, Gui Tongren looked up at Liu Mu again, growled, and finally knelt down.

The kneeling of King Jue Ying and Gui Tongren shook the remaining swordsmen of the Seven Demon Palaces and Ghost Prison Gate, and they all knelt down.

Even Jue Qing and Gui Jiaozi knelt down!

"In my opinion, the one who can bend and stretch is the turtle!" Zhong Mingyu saw this scene, and said coldly with a twitch of his mouth.

His voice was not loud, but every word he said was like the loudest slap in the face of the people in the Demon Palace and Ghost Prison.

"I won't kneel." But at this time, a swordsman from the Seven Absolute Demon Palace did not kneel. He looked up at Zhong Mingyu and said solemnly: "Kill me."

There are dozens of people in the Demon Palace and Ghost Prison, but only this one person would rather die than kneel, proud and arrogant!

"If you don't kneel, just stand and live." Zhong Mingyu laughed at this time and said lightly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on their faces, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

No one thought that Zhong Mingyu would not kill the standing man.

"Thank you." The man himself was also stunned, and it took him a long time to react, and he nodded to thank him, neither humble nor arrogant.

There are many swordsmen with strong talents, but there are very few swordsmen who are truly proud.

The pride of this swordsman won him the right to live.

The other people from the Seven Absolute Demon Palace and Ghost Prison Gate looked at the standing swordsman, not knowing whether they were jealous or something else, their faces were very ugly.

"Since you don't want to kneel, then go die!" At this time, King Absolute Eagle's face suddenly darkened, and he roared, raised his hand directly, and a sword intent flew out, and there was a bloody light where it fell.

The standing swordsman died tragically on the spot without any time to react.

He did not die at the hands of Zhong Mingyu, but died at the hands of his own people.

King Absolute Eagle and others all knelt down, but he was the only one who was unwilling to kneel. Isn't this a slap in the face of King Absolute Eagle?

It must be said that King Absolute Eagle is indeed cruel and ruthless, even killing his own people!

The Eagle King and others knelt down and had to kneel for three days.

"Elder Liu Mu, we will wait for three days. The Haotian Martial Arts Competition will start in three days. Is that okay?" Zhong Mingyu looked at Liu Mu and said with a faint smile.

"Of course." Liu Mu also smiled, with a calm face.

Next, the people of the Demon Palace Ghost Prison continued to kneel, while the others began to recuperate and prepare for the Haotian Martial Arts Competition.

"Nie Tian." At this time, Nie Fenghua came to Nie Tian, ​​his face a little pale.

"Father, are you okay?" Nie Tian's consciousness swept over Nie Fenghua's body, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"I'm fine." Nie Fenghua smiled bitterly and said, "But I probably can't participate in the next Haotian Martial Arts Competition."

"Nie Tian, ​​it seems that I can only rely on you next." At the same time, Baili Shengxue's figure came and smiled bitterly.

Nie Tian frowned, not knowing what to say.

Of course, he could see that Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue were very sad, but they were just forcing a smile.

The two of them must have prepared for the Haotian Martial Arts Competition for a long time, but now, they have no chance to participate.

Baili Shengxue had once made an appointment with Nie Tian to fight, but now, he can't even climb onto the Haotian Sword Platform.

"Nie Fenghua, Baili Shengxue, you two can still continue to participate in the Haotian Martial Arts Competition." At this time, a voice sounded, and then Zhong Mingyu and Yongheng Wuqing came.

The two looked at Nie Fenghua and Baili Shengxue with a sly smile on their faces.