At the moment of contact with Memorial Ze's short soldiers, Bei Guo Tieyi felt a little stinging pain in the corner of his eye.

It doesn't hurt, but it's clear and definite.

It's just a tingling sensation.

Like a winter of nine, every snowflake can prick the least sensitive nerve endings.

Like in the hottest heat wave, each hot ray of sunlight makes me weaker and weaker.

Whether his iron palm hit Memorial Ze or not, he didn't know.

It seemed to be filmed, because he faintly heard the sound, which was very sharp.

It didn't seem to be photographed, because Memorial Ze's weak body didn't explode into a blood mist, and it didn't even fly out upside down.

Intersect in an instant, separate.

Memorial Ze stood a foot behind Beiguo Tieyi, holding a broken sword in his hand.

The blade was less than a foot away, and the other one didn't know where it had flown to.

Beiguo Tieyi immediately turned around, saw the broken sword of Memorial Ze, and laughed wildly:

"I don't know how thick the sky is, Memorial Ze, you don't even have a sword, and you still want to fight with me?"

"Hahaha!"

Beiguo Tieyi laughed wildly three times, and in the laughter, Memorial Ze staggered back and looked at Beiguo Tieyi with an indifferent expression.

She looked down, into his arms.

Beiguo Tieyi panted and said fiercely: "What are you looking at?!"

As he spoke, there was another stinging pain in the corner of his eye, and this stinging pain quickly turned into unbearable colic!

Not only did my eyes hurt, but my whole body began to tremble with pain.

Following Memorial's gaze, he raised his arms slightly, but found that the wrists of his arms were unusually flat.

Two hands, gone!

Suddenly, two blood mist burst through the charred flesh scars and erupted violently.

"Ah......h

With a scream, Bei Guo Tieyi fell to the ground uncontrollably, rolling around on the ground and screaming.

His hands were cut off from his wrists, but the broken parts felt like they had been burned by a soldering iron, and there was a faint burning sensation.

The broken wrist immediately became a blur of flesh as he rolled violently.

Memo Ze said softly: "Dog thief, guess what I saw?"

Beiguo Tieyi's whole body trembled, sweating like rain, and his face was as white as paper.

Hearing Memorial Ze speak, Beiguo Tieyi endured the severe pain and stopped rolling, staring at Memorial Ze's cold and beautiful face viciously.

Memorialize said: "I see your cowardice. ”

Beiguo Tieyi was furious, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he immediately rolled in pain.

Now, here's the problem.

Commemorate Ze Xindao, should I kill him?

Killing him now, if not easy, at least not a big problem.

Even if her internal strength has been exhausted and her sword is broken, it is not difficult to kill Beiguo Tieyi in her current state.

After thinking about it, she gave up.

Let the opponent live better than death, all thoughts are lost, and live forever in uncontrollable hatred, that is the greatest revenge.

It is more hateful than killing him.

The memorial Ze has a deep experience.

Beiguo Tieyi's steel teeth clenched, and there was a black electric current surging on his body in an instant, but immediately the whole body was in severe pain, and this current dissipated instantly.

Memorial Ze saw it and sneered: "You evil arts, wait to bring them into the coffin." ”

"Your arms, the gods can't save them, and no matter what evil arts you have, it's in vain. ”

Memorialize Ze no longer paid attention to Guo Tieyi, and strode towards the swordsman who was sitting cross-legged four or five feet away.

The swordsman jumped up in fright.

There was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Oh my god.

This woman is terrible!

Memorialize walked up to him and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

The swordsman swallowed his saliva and said, "Chu ...... Chu Zhongtian. ”

Memorial Ze looked at the broken sword in his hand and asked, "My sword is broken, do you still want to fight?"

Chu Zhongtian said darkly, fight?

You're kidding.

Who would dare to fight you?

Looking at Memorial Ze's eyes, Chu Zhongtian felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Memorial Ze gently raised the broken sword, and Chu Zhongtian immediately put the steel knife in his hand still on the ground, and raised his hands high:

"Senior sister, don't be impulsive! I, I admit defeat!"

Probably because he was afraid that Memo Ze would cut off his hands, Chu Zhongtian immediately lowered his arms again and hid his hands behind his back.

It's like a primary school student being punished, with rules and regulations, and trembling.

At that moment, the memorial Ze had a wonderful feeling.

She seemed to have some mysterious power in her hands.

It's not that kind of mysterious thing, but that she can now bloom with a certain intimidating temperament.

This kind of temperament came from the moment just now, her huge breakthrough in sword intent.

After understanding deeply and thoroughly mastering her own sword intent, her whole person was sublimated.

Hua Duxiu, this stinky guy, actually saw it so accurately, and said it so right, it was simply a god-like judgment.

Even though I already thought he was very good, I didn't expect to underestimate him.

Giggle!

Memorial Ze glanced back at the referee on the sidelines.

The officer was still in shock, and when he was stared at by Memorial, he immediately trembled.

He hurried to the field and shouted:

"The game is over, the game is over! Kimune, Remembrance Ze wins!"

“......”

The audience woke up from the shock and immediately heard a loud noise.

It's messed up.

The performance of Memorial Ze's last blow completely exceeded her supposed realm, completely broke the expectations of the audience, and completely subverted everyone's perception of her.

To say that she deliberately reserved it before, paralyzing her opponent and waiting only for the final blow?

Ordinary viewers may think so, but the top masters of various sects absolutely don't believe it.

Commemorative Ze clearly broke through the limit at the last moment and reached a new realm.

But it is not exactly a realm defined in a broad sense.

Before, she was in the "Sword Qi Release" entry realm, at most it was the Xiaocheng realm, and the sword qi on her sword blade couldn't even be compressed on the sword edge, and she would shoot around when she was excited.

Facing Beiguo Tieyi's powerful and incomparable fists, what happened at that moment?

Most warriors can't understand it either.

Of course, very few top masters understand it.

Their extraordinary insight is able to see it all in an instant.

It's actually quite simple.

In an instant, Memo Ze found his purest sword intent, which was above the realm of Beiguo Tieyi, completely cutting through his external internal force like a sharp dagger.

Then, the blade of the sword attached to the pale cyan sword qi cut into his arms.

The arms that are as hard as steel, even if they lose the protection of their external energy, are still very strong, and they can be said to be invulnerable.

However, the light cyan sword qi of the memorial Ze did not overflow everywhere this time, but was perfectly wrapped around the blade of the sword, cutting off his wrist.

At the same time, Jian Feng couldn't withstand the high pressure of this moment, and collapsed by himself.

Yes, that's right, it wasn't smashed by Beiguo Tieyi's strong body, but the iron sword itself.

That's all there was to that moment.

If something unexpected happened somewhere, I mean that even these top masters and Memorial Ze himself did not notice the accident, it could only be the insight of Bei Guo Tieyi who inexplicably dropped for a moment.

With his realm and strength, even if he is invincible, he should at least be keenly aware of the changes in Memorial Ze.

But he dropped, albeit for a tiny moment.

It was the moment when the corners of his eyes were stung, and the inexplicable chill made him drop for a moment.

However, defeat is defeat.

There are many high-level magicians stationed here in the martial arts arena, and of course they can take back their hands for Beiguo Tieyi.

But his career as a martial artist came to an end.

Memorial Ze's sword completely burned out the muscles and nerves of his wrist, and the severed hand was on the verge of necrosis, even if he took it back, the strength of these hands was estimated to be able to hold a bowl and pick up chopsticks.

Hunger is not starvation.

But, scrapped.

Outside the arena, the players rest in the tent.

Hua Duxiu was still walking back and forth, and suddenly, he was keenly aware of a trace of abnormality.

Very faint and unclear.

It's like rubbing a spark out of an ice hole.

Then, there was a huge roar on the other side of the arena, and the crowd was full of voices and emotions.

Hua Duxiu immediately listened attentively.

What are they shouting?

There were all kinds of shouts, it was too chaotic, tens of thousands of people shouted wildly, mixed into a murmur that was difficult to distinguish.

I couldn't hear what was being shouted.

Young Master Hua is in a hurry.

Nian Ze girl, you must not have anything to do.

If something happens to you, even if I beat everyone up and down the Iron King Temple, I won't be able to make up for the consequences of losing you.

I don't want to be a widower.

Message, message.

Come to the good news I expected!

The messenger samurai didn't let Hua Duxiu wait too long, and after a while, the samurai from before came running quickly and shouted:

"Game 2 is over!"

"Ji Zong, Commemorative Ze wins!"

shouted that he left quickly, and there were still only sixteen players left in the big tent, including Hua Duxiu.

Hua Duxiu's heart fell back into her stomach.

Immediately, the young master clenched his fists and hammered the void fiercely:

"Beautiful!"

"It's my best show...... Woman!"

The surrounding warriors all looked at each other, and then showed a look of disdain.

"Stinky and shameless!"

I don't know who muttered something in a low voice.

Young Master Hua immediately turned around: "Who? Who is talking bad about me behind my back?"

has seen the scene of Young Master Hua frantically mocking Beiguo Tieyi, who would dare to talk back to him in person?

Naturally, no one admits it.

Hua Duxiu rubbed his nose and said arrogantly:

"You guys, you just can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. How beautiful my family Nian Ze is, how tall he is, and how good his martial arts are, are you jealous and jealous of me?"

Everyone looked at Hua Duxiu as if they had eaten a fly.

Brother, are you narcissistic, or are you a spoiled wife?

Who can't afford to marry a daughter-in-law, what's the matter?

Hua Duxiu sat down generously, crossed Erlang's legs, and couldn't help but sing:

"I take a bite gently, you say you love me, and you are still reminiscing about the tenderness you have given......"

That's right, this is also the divine comedy left by his grandfather.

The rest of the crowd looked even more ugly.

What kind of love, love, my God, I actually opened my mouth to come in front of the public, big brother, can you make a face?

In the society of men and women, everyone is very introverted and pays attention to their image.

You spoil your daughter-in-law, you love, you go home to pet, can you go home and love?

The flesh is numb.

Xiu Eun's love dies fast, haven't you heard of it?

Young Master Hua is too lazy to care whether they like to listen to it or not, Young Master Hua's motto is:

How happy to come, how to be proud, how to live, this feeling, double cool!

"Add a milk ball, I'm shy to stir, and I'll take a bite when I miss you......"

That's right, Young Master Hua continued to sing.

He sings with a hint of bel canto in his popularity, the one is tactful and soft, and the one is eloquent, it is simply the eighteen bends of the mountain road, and the faces of the people who bend are all green.

"Click. ”

There was a crisp sound, and the armrest of a player's stool was scratched off.

......