On the competition platform, Li Ming and Cahill looked at each other and exchanged words, but neither of them shouted loudly, only two people heard it.

The people around were talking a lot, wondering what Li Mingke Cahill had talked about.

"Tell me, the secret of the throwing knives." Li Ming said.

"Has the Earth Emperor heard of it?" Cahill asked.

"I haven't heard of it." Li Ming shook his head and said neatly.

"The Emperor of the Earth, comprehending the laws of the earth, is powerful, was born a thousand years ago, participated in the Holy War, died five hundred years ago, and left a ruin, which contains countless secret treasures, powerful exercises, and the flying knife in your hand is the key to open the ruins." Cahill Road.

"How do you know?" Li Ming asked.

"I've read a book that records this secret, the throwing knife is exactly the same as the one in your hand, and haven't you tried it, this flying knife can't be destroyed." Cahill Road.

"Yes, I tried, you didn't lie to me?" Li Ming was skeptical.

"Is it necessary to lie to you about a dying man?" Cahill said conceitedly.

"You're arrogant, but I believe you, sign the contract." Li Ming said.

"Okay, sign the contract of life and death." Cahill nodded.

"We're going to fight to the death." Li Ming suddenly said loudly.

Everyone around was shocked, the spirit came, the fight of life and death must die one to end, and no one can interfere during the period, this is a situation that never stops.

At the beginning of the competition, the battle between Li Ming and Lei Ming was a life-and-death fight, and today there was a life-and-death fight again.

"I agree." Cahill nodded.

"Okay, the thirty-one and fifty-second life and death fights, start now." The referee announced loudly, then flew into the air, looking down at them.

At the beginning of the competition, Cahill pointed out without saying a word.

"A little smoke in the sky"

A strange fluctuation shot out from between his fingers, with a pale cyan luster, and hit Li Ming directly.

"Sword of Death" Li Mingtian sword in his hand, suddenly slashed out, blood-red lines spread, the strength of his body flourished, and he hit directly.

"Boom" The green smoke was hit a little bit, and it was directly dispersed, and then Li Ming directly attacked it, and the heavenly sword crossed a trajectory, and the blood-red lines rippled.

"Two Swords of Death"

"Damn, you broke my trick so easily." Cahill couldn't believe it, his body raised, his speed was fast, he dodged the move, and then slammed his palm out.

"A palm of green smoke," Cahill roared.

During this time, his strength did not increase much, but he upgraded Wanli Qingyan a little bit, turning it into a palm of Wanli Qingyan, and his power increased at least twice.

"I've upgraded my trick." Li Ming was also taken aback, the Heavenly Sword struck out, colliding with Wanli Qingyan with a palm, and the explosion sounded, shaking the two of them apart.

The ripples in the air rippled for a while, Li Ming raised the heavenly sword, his face was serious, this time in the competition, he didn't use the artistic conception of the Lord of Light, he just didn't want to expose it, after all, the artistic conception of killing had reached ten percent, that is, the level of one layer, and his own sword moves, plus his strength also broke through to the first layer of the samurai.

"The third sword of killing." Li Ming roared angrily, the Heavenly Sword buzzed, slashed through the space, and appeared in front of Cahill as fast as lightning, and the blood-red lines showed propellers, circling out from the Heavenly Sword, and the killing moves were revealed.

"Die." Cahill raised his palms and kept slapping out, as if he was struck on the Heavenly Sword with the power of ten thousand jun.

"Damn, your killing sword intent has reached this point, so profound, I can't believe it." Cahill roared angrily, his eyes were full of anger, if he knew that Li Ming had such an artistic conception, he would not have signed a life and death contract.

"Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous." The heavenly sword was slapped with a sonorous sound by the palm of the green smoke, destroying Li Ming's moves.

"Just die." Li Ming's face changed, all the strength of his body was revealed, and the power of up to 62 directly exploded, and the power of more than 6,000 catties danced the heavenly sword of more than 1,700 catties, and with the four swords of killing, it was directly pressed over.

The strength is surging, and the air waves are translated.

"Not good." Cahill's face changed, and his palms were directly pushed out horizontally, and thousands of miles of green smoke slapped out with one palm, trying to block it.

"Boom" There was an explosion in the air, and the Heavenly Sword quickly pressed over, unstoppable, and soon met with a palm of thousands of miles of green smoke.

The surging pressure of the "Boom" Heavenly Sword directly crushed the pale cyan palm power of the Ten Thousand Miles of Green Smoke, and the mighty attack came over and slapped directly on Cahill's body.

"Not good." Cahill's eyes shrunk and his body scurried, trying to escape, but it was too late.

The "poof" Heavenly Sword was quickly pressed down, directly on Cahill's chest, and instantly smashed on the competition platform.

More than 6,000 catties of strength plus more than 1,700 catties, plus 10 percent of the killing sword intent to cast the four killing swords.

This power directly crushed Cahill to the ground. A mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs sprayed out.

"Poof" his body was weak to the end, and his eyes looked at Li Ming unwillingly.

On the Heavenly Sword, a dark light flashed, the essence blood was absorbed, and Li Ming brushed it and put away the Heavenly Sword.

"You lost, so you're going to die." Li Ming calmed his breath and said.

"Don't, Li Ming, I know the secret about the flying knife, I still have a lot to say, I can tell you, as long as you spare my life, I can tell you all." Cahill vomited blood and begged for mercy.

"No need, I'll check the information myself, the emperor is so famous, there must be a lot of information recorded, I don't need you." Li Ming shook his head and looked at Cahill, who was coughing up blood, and sneered.

"Murderers are always killed, you chased and killed me before, have you ever thought about today?" Li Ming looked directly at Cahill.

"Li Ming, I was wrong, I was wrong, you spare me." Cahill begged for mercy.

"Wrong, I'll reflect on it in the next life." Li Ming shook his head, disagreed, and smashed it directly with a punch, with little force, and smashed it on Cahill's neck, making him breathe stagnantly, unwilling to die.

Li Ming stood up calmly and looked around without saying a word.

"The contest is over." The referee hastened to announce. "Li Ming is in the top 50."

The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse flew over, carried Li Ming on his back, and flew to the location of the Southern Normal Academy.

Everyone looked at it with complexity, especially the students and teachers of Tulip Academy.

Life and death fight, Tulip's students were beaten to death by Tulip's students, losing face, and anyone with a sense of honor will be unhappy.

And the top ten geniuses who are also tulips, this time everyone has an ugly face.

Although he didn't like Cahill, he was also a student of Tulip.

"Li Ming, I remember you." Corolla, who ranked third, glanced at Li Ming with a gloomy look in her eyes.

Southern Normal College, there was a cheer, and the dean's disciple defeated one of the top ten geniuses of Tulip and entered the top fifty, which is a great honor.

And after Li Ming came back, everyone looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, and some juniors and sisters looked at Li Ming with admiration.