Qiu Shanhuan knew very well that as long as he continued to attack for another minute, the Liuyun Heart Spell would increase his speed to the limit of his current body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But he's lost his patience, it's not his style to mess around like this, what he needs is the pleasure of killing with one hit. Besides, if he really insists on attacking for a minute, that extreme speed can completely consume his internal qi, and he will not be able to recover in the next game, which he does not want to see.

Although Qiu Shanjiao was arrogant, he was not mentally retarded, and he knew very well that once he could not retain his strength, he would not be sure to win against either of Shangfei Yuqing and Tie Bi.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shanhuan quickly broke away from Wen Yiming's central circle, instantly rushed to Wen Yiming's side, and swept his fist towards Wen Yiming's upper plate, covering his entire dodge area. He had to force Wen Yiming to step back now, disrupting that damn footwork of walking close to the ground.

Wen Yiming's mud steps changed, and he turned his palms out while moving sideways against the ground, and he wanted to use the old technique to adjust the speed. When Qiu Shanhuan jumped out of the center of the circle, he knew that Qiu Shanhuan was trying to force himself to collide with him. But his limb nerve reactions couldn't keep up with his thinking at all, and the cultivation of the fifth layer of refining his body couldn't meet his limits.

In this way, he had to watch into the rhythm of Qiu Shanhustle and bustle, knowing that he would fall into death, but Wen Yiming was powerless.

Qiu Shanhuan sneered, at the moment when Wen Yiming's palms touched his forearm, he suddenly accelerated and turned his fist into a claw at the same time, turning his five fingers between his hands like a hook, and Wen Yiming's right hand was tightly buckled, and at the same time, he stepped into Wen Yiming's feet to block his retreat, and the eagle claw of his right hand had already been lifted up from his waist at a rapid speed, and in a violent shout, the tips of the five fingers and claws tore fiercely towards Wen Yiming's throat with a strong wind.

Qiu Shanhuan's face at this time was extremely hideous, and the bloodthirsty emotions in his chest filled his body, he was waiting for Wen Yiming to cover his throat and splash blood on the spot!

Wen Yiming had already understood in his previous instinctive reaction that he had fallen into Qiu Shanhuan's rhythm, and if he continued to follow his rhythm, he would sooner or later have a hard time with Qiu Shanhuan. But he didn't expect it to come so quickly, and he didn't expect Qiu Shanhuan to be so decisive, and he would kill the killer before he consumed his combat power, and he was a killer who would kill with one hit!

As for the capture of the chokew, Wen Yiming had taught no less than 1,000 special forces in his previous life, and he can be said to be well versed in this. But he didn't dare to underestimate Qiu Shanhuan's throat lock, not because of how difficult it was for Qiu Shanhuan to crack the throat, but because of the gap between the two people's cultivation, the ordinary method of cracking it would not help at all.

When Qiu Shanhuan clasped his wrist, Wen Yiming secretly screamed badly.

At this moment, he was not the only one who secretly screamed badly. Even Mrs. Zhan and Tang Xiaoxuan on the main stage were also nervous, Shu Yilan had even stood up, and cold sweat instantly broke out from her back, but she saw with her own eyes the scene where Qiu Shanhuan tore off the opponent's throat.

It's not that she cares about Wen Yiming much, but that she's afraid of seeing her father disappointed, this is the hope that her father bought with his life! However, even she didn't notice it, her nervousness was not so simple that there was no trace of distraction.

And Shu Jianfan and Nan Rongming are cohesive under their feet, ready to shoot at any time, and the chairs under them rattle!

Wen Yiming's mind was in a flash, not retreating, but advancing, taking a lightning step forward, and at the same time bending his left arm outward, and pushing his elbow to Qiu Shan's wrist. At the moment when Wen Yiming took a step forward, Qiu Shanhuan's steps were inserted between his feet, sealing his entire retreat.

Wen Yiming felt his scalp tingle, and he didn't have time to analyze the gains and losses, Wen Yiming kicked the ground violently, and his body quickly hit out, and at this moment, his body was less than half a foot close to Qiu Shanhuo.

Qiu Shanhuan didn't expect Wen Yiming to be close to him without fear of death, and just this change disrupted his entire rhythm. And the eagle claw that he tore through the air was actually intercepted in front of the target by Wen Yiming's sudden elbow, if he was pierced by this elbow in the wrist, the whole strength would be sluggish; Qiu Shanhu didn't wait for that elbow to be solid, and bent his wrist and the eagle claw buckled inward, tearing directly at Wen Yiming's elbow and arm;

Wen Yiming's elbow piercing only made Qiu Shanhuan dissolve it with a slight change of moves, and when Qiu Shanhuan secretly calculated the gains and losses, Wen Yiming also achieved the throat that alleviated the nirvana. Immediately afterwards, Wen Yiming's right hand, which was held, turned over and grabbed Qiu Shanhuo's wrist, and stood up and slammed into Qiu Shanhuo's face.

Forced to be helpless, Wen Yiming took the risk of using the fist intent of the shape of a chicken, and cooperated with the head of the heart of the Liuhe fist to show the 'golden rooster pecking rice'.

As soon as Qiu Shanhuo's eagle claws slashed into Wen Yiming's elbow, it was dark in front of him, and a sharp pain penetrated from the bridge of his nose, causing the entire brain to be paralyzed instantly. Qiu Shan was forced to stabilize his mind, and the eagle claw in his right hand was hooked and forced.

'---!' Wen Yiming's left hand was torn off by the eagle's claws, revealing a bloody arm, and the two gaps on it were deep and bone-invisible.

And Qiu Shanhuan was knocked backwards by the upper body, his face was covered with blood, and his feet seemed to be a little unstable.

Wen Yiming knew that Qiu Shanhuan had not lost his combat effectiveness, and although his left hand had not hurt his muscles and bones, he could not exert his full strength. Once Qiu Shanhuan comes to his senses, he will be a lamb to the slaughter!

The opportunity is fleeting! Qiu Shanhuan will be fully awake after half a second at most!

The left hand lost its combat effectiveness, and his whole body was close to Qiu Shanhuo, and it was too late to get up his legs, even if it was feasible, he could not pose a threat to Qiu Shanhuan at all if he used his leg method at such a close distance;

At this moment, the right hand that was buckled in Qiu Shanhuan's chest had been released, which could be described as a rare opportunity!

Wen Yiming endured the sharp pain of his arm being torn, and his feet slammed away from the ground, and his center of gravity instantly fell on the tail vertebrae. The right hand attached to Qiu Shanhuan's chest didn't have time to retract, and when he turned to the side slightly, he had already pulled his right hand away by three inches.

Qiu Shanhuan stabilized his backward figure...

Time, less than half a second!

Wen Yiming kicked the ground with force, turned across and twisted his waist, urging his shoulders to send his elbows! In the blink of an eye, he had twisted the strength of his whole body into one...

Qiu Shanhuan shook his head violently at this time, and his blood-stained face became more and more hideous and terrifying.

At the last moment, he came to his senses!

Seeing that Wen Yiming was approaching, the door of his whole body was wide open, his left hand hung down to his side, the blood was soaring, and his left side had completely lost his defense.

"Die!"

Qiu Shan shouted loudly, and shot on the spot like electricity, so the trick was re-applied ---lock the throat!

The eagle's claws are like hooks, and the cold wind directly hits Wen Yiming's neck artery!

'Woo---!' The sound of the wind driven by the claws of Qiu Shan is like the cold north wind in the valley in winter.

Wen Yiming's hairs on the major artery on the side of his neck stood up like an electric shock! At this moment, he exhaled and screamed!

'Ahh---!h

Bruce Lee is invincible, concentrate on one point, and exert force in an instant!

'Poof!', mixed with the click of broken ribs. Qiu Shanhuo's capable body was like a corpse wrapped in decay, and it flew out softly, and Qiu Shanhuo was already spurting blood in the air! Finally, it smashed three meters away from the stage. Choked out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

Qiu Shan struggled to get up, but finally with a violent cough and resentful eyes, his neck was crooked, and he fainted!

It wasn't until this moment that Wen Yiming felt a burning pain in the finger marks on his neck.

If you hesitate a little just now, you will be splattered with blood on the spot, and there will be no life at all. Thinking of this, Wen Yiming was afraid.

There are already voices in the audience. The thrilling duel just now can be said to be a turning point in the situation, which makes those disciples who are not highly cultivated addicted. And the inner disciples who were quite high in cultivation were also shocked, and secretly said, the quality of the selection this time is too high! Even the core disciples on the main stage were slightly shocked, and they all asked themselves in their hearts, can they do better than Wen Yiming if they are themselves? The answer is no!

And whether it was the two city lords on the main stage or the two referees on the side of the ring, they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

After Shu Jianfan got up and announced the results, he hurriedly asked the disciples of Shuangcheng to carry the unconscious Qiu Shanhuan for treatment. Then he personally bandaged Wen Yiming's arm and instructed a few words to let Wen Yiming return to the queue.

Wen Yiming returned to the queue, except for Tong Qiang and Fei Yuqing, the rest moved a step away.

The current Wen Yiming really didn't dare to compliment his whole body, he was broken, he was covered in blood, and even his forehead was blue and red because of the violent impact. The smell of blood all over his body, coupled with his shocking methods for two consecutive games, everyone avoided him like a beast.

Seeing that Lian Fei Yuqing looked at him with a hint of seriousness in his eyes, Wen Yiming couldn't help but smile bitterly secretly, if I don't do this, I'm afraid that the scene will be more bloody;

At this moment, after Mrs. Zhan on the main stage relaxed, he smiled and touched his beard, "Be bold and careful, not afraid of death! Haha, I like it!"

Tang Xiaoxuan's palms were full of cold sweat, and she glanced at Mrs. Zhan, "A dead genius is not a genius, see how I clean him up after the game!"

And Shu Jianfan, who was on the side of the ring, sighed while watching the next game: "This kid, it's really not worry-free! Just now I wanted to stop the game no less than a few times." ”

Nan Rongming nodded and said, "Who said no, this kid loves to play with his heartbeat." Anyway, if this kid can enter my lonely city..."

Without waiting for Nan Rong to finish his lewdness, Shu Jianfan shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

"You... There's a kind!"

"Hmph! I'm not convinced, I'll see you in the ring tonight!"

"It's the turtle that doesn't come!"

"Cut! If you are afraid of death, you will say it directly, and you want to live a long life as a turtle, you are so beautiful!"

“......”

The two brothers Gu Yun and Gu Yu next to them swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely while staying away from these two old men!