Feeling the killing intent in Ye Tianyang's eyes, Liu Yimou fought a cold war.

For some reason, he seemed to be targeted by a killing god, and his soul was trembling.

Liu Yimou suppressed the fear in his heart and said loudly: Ye Tianyang, don't waste time, hurry up to the test platform and fight with Han Qingshan.

Ye Tianyang smiled coldly, the tip of his right foot lightly touched the ground, his body was a flying eagle, he jumped in the air, and instantly reached the top of the test bench.

At this time, on the top of the test platform, Han Qingshan stood proudly.

Han Qingshan is a young man in his twenties, dressed in green clothes, with a long figure and a handsome face.

Han Qingshan, as the first place on the genius list, has reached the peak of the three grades of the Qi Gathering Realm.

In Zhejiang and Guangzhou Province, Han Qingshan has a great reputation.

Whether it was twenty-four cities or a Xuan-level family, the Disha family had to give Han Qingshan a thumbs up.

Han Qingshan once fought alone, defeated a hundred masters, and won the championship of the talent list for three consecutive years.

Many powerful evil path masters and demon path masters were all killed by him.

"Ye Tianyang, although you are strong, meeting me today is your death. ”

Han Qingshan's face was gloomy, and there was a murderous burst in his eyes.

For the martial arts cultivators in Jiangnan City, Han Qingshan was extremely resentful.

Just now, he personally abolished Xiao Yiyi's dantian.

Ye Tianyangsen said coldly: Since you want to die, I will fulfill you, and after today, you will become history.

The martial cultivators around them were holding their breath, their eyes filled with excitement.

One is the first place on the genius list of Zhejiang and Guangzhou Province, and the other is a martial artist born in Jiangnan City, which is destined to collide with sparks.

The head of the Han family is Han Kang, a middle-aged man in a green shirt, with a tiger's back and a majestic momentum.

He was the first head of Zheguang Province and one of the seventy-two Disha families in China.

Han Kang said loudly: Qingshan, don't keep it, use all your strength to quickly kill this Ye Tianyang.

Han Qingshan nodded.

Even if his father doesn't say it, he has to use all his strength.

Because he sensed a danger from Ye Tianyang's body.

Ye Tianyang was able to kill the third-ranked Feng Qiang with one punch, which was enough to show Ye Tianyang's strength.

Han Qingshan's right wrist moved slightly, and he pulled out a knife from his body.

This knife is four and a half fingers wide, one meter and seven long, and its whole body is cyan, exuding a cold light.

"It turned out to be Qingxuan Dao!"

The surrounding martial cultivators recognized this knife and gasped.

In Zhejiang and Guangzhou Province, the Qingxuan Knife is definitely the top three magic weapons.

Under this knife, it was once stained with the blood of hundreds of strong men.

Ye Tianyang smiled faintly and said calmly: The ground-level magic weapon is a bit interesting, it is made by using five hundred years of green Xuan Iron, adding five hundred years of fire crystal, and condensing it with five thousand degrees of flame.

Han Qingshan's pupils shrank, and a touch of shock appeared in his eyes.

Han Qingshan opened his mouth and said, "How do you know the refining method of the Qingxuan Knife?"

Back then, in order to refine this Qingxuan Knife, Han Qingshan could be said to have poured everything into it.

He not only spent a lot of money to collect raw materials, but also invited famous Chinese refiners to create this three-grade magic weapon.

He didn't expect to be seen by Ye Tianyang at a glance.

Ye Tianyang said calmly: "Let's make a move, use your strongest sword technique to kill you in one move."

Han Qingshan raised his head and laughed, and said disdainfully: Ye Tianyang, you are too arrogant, I am not Feng Qiang, if you want to kill me with one move, you are still a little tender.

"Qingxuan Sword Method!"

Han Qingshan shouted angrily, and the spiritual power in his body was all input into the Qingxuan Knife.

Han Qingshan's right wrist suddenly turned, and he slashed hard at the front, and the Qingxuan Knife in his hand slashed horizontally, forming a sword ray.

The blade was extremely sharp, like a sharp blade, directly cutting the air apart, and the marble on the ground was also cracked.

The faces of the people around them changed drastically, and they only felt that the knife seemed to be slashing at them, making them tremble, and they felt like a bloody mouth was about to burst out of their faces.

Xiao Yiyi's face changed, and she said in a low voice: "It's not good, this is a ground-level sword technique."

Tang Mei'er's pretty face changed greatly, during this time, she was exposed to a lot of martial arts knowledge, and naturally understood the power of the ground-level exercises, which were many times more powerful than the Xuan-level exercises.

Bai Hao, Qin Xiongba, Hua Xiaohu and others all looked worried.

Han Kang laughed: Ye Tianyang is dead this time, my son took out the Qingxuan Knife, he is definitely not an opponent.

Chen Xifeng, Feng Wan, and Xu Ming all nodded next to him, and a touch of happiness appeared in his eyes.

Their children were killed by Ye Tianyang, and they were full of resentment towards Ye Tianyang.

If Ye Tianyang died in the hands of Han Qingshan, it would save them trouble.

Wu Lianfeng shook his head, and a trace of pity appeared in his eyes.

For Ye Tianyang, he admired it very much.

But now, even I can't save him.

Wu Cuiwen's pretty face changed slightly.

Wu Cuiwen fought with Han Qingshan, but she was defeated under the Qingxuan Knife, and she knew the strength of the Qingxuan Knife.

Three-grade magic weapons, even if it is Zhejiang and Guangzhou Province, can not take out a few.

The Qingxuan Knife in Han Qingshan's hand, with a sharp blade, arrived in front of Ye Tianyang's forehead in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, his head will be cut off.

Sou!

The two index fingers of Ye Tianyang's right hand suddenly stretched out, as fast as lightning, like a finger of a spiritual rhino, and instantly caught the Qingxuan Knife.

The people around him were all shocked, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

It's like a myth.

"Impossible, this is a three-grade magic weapon, sharpening iron like clay, how can your fingers clamp it?"

Han Qingshan looked incredulous.

He used his strength again and slashed at Ye Tianyang fiercely.

"Although the three-grade magic weapon is good, it is garbage in my eyes. ”

Ye Tianyang's two index fingers snapped lightly.

Click!

I only heard a crisp sound, and the Qingxuan knife directly broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

Ye Tianyang's right index finger turned into a sharp sword and pointed at Han Qingshan's head.

This finger is extremely fast, like a flying immortal out of the sky, which makes people unguardable.

This kind of fingering is called Flying Immortal Finger, which used to be an immortal-level fingering technique in the fairy world, and once killed immortals.

However, Ye Tianyang's spiritual power in his body is limited now, which is not enough to support the Flying Immortal Finger.

What he used was the Flying Finger, which was the low-profile version of the Flying Immortal Finger.

Even so, it is equivalent to a practice above the heavenly level.

As soon as he pointed out, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, as if time and space were frozen.

The crowd around them were all pale.

Some of the weaker ones even collapsed and fainted to the ground.

Even the heads of those powerful families were terrified.

Han Qingshan's face was pale, and there was fear in his eyes.

He tried to run away, but found that his body could not move.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, Ye Tianyang's fingers pierced Han Qingshan's head, leaving a finger hole above his skull.

"I'm not reconciled. ”

Han Qingshan spat out a few words from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a thud, out of breath.

One finger, the first Han Qingshan on the genius list - death!