After inserting Sword Thirteen back into the scabbard, Zhou Xiaochuan leaned down and said to Miyamoto Zang, who still had his last breath: "Don't worry, you won't walk alone on the Huangquan Road. Later, I will send your companions, the group of Japanese samurai who came to my Central Plains to show off their martial arts, all of them to Huangquan Road, and accompany you. ”

Miyamoto's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his head to look at Zhou Xiaochuan with great effort, and said with a frightened face: "You...... Who are you? Why do you know these ......"

Zhou Xiaochuan sneered and said, "Want to know? I'm not going to tell you. Let you die, and you will die without turning a blind eye. ”

"You...... It's ruthless. Miyamoto's eyes flashed with resentment. Immediately afterwards, he didn't catch it in one breath, his head tilted to the side, his pupils dilated, and his eyes were dilated, and he died like this.

At the beginning of the competition, except for the Yuan family and Zhou Xiaochuan himself, the rest of the people around the ring, whether they were disciples of the Canglang Sect or spies sent by other sects to spy on intelligence, all believed that the winner would be Miyamoto Zang, who was extremely powerful.

They never imagined that the mutation would happen in this instant.

Looking at Miyamoto Zang, who had fallen to the ground and was not breathing, these people who had been optimistic about him in advance were all stunned.

"A sword...... With just one sword, he killed a first-class master who had the cultivation of the Cutting Vein Realm and comprehended the sword intent! Am I not mistaken? Is that scene real? Lord Buddha bless, this kid who can kill the master of the Pulse Realm in seconds, how strong is his cultivation? Looking at his age, he is only in his twenties, could it be that he has already reached the height of the late stage of the Cutting Pulse Realm and even the peak stage? Incredible, incredible! "The warrior monk from the Arhat Hall in Ganxi. looked at Zhou Xiaochuan with wide eyes. This look is like seeing a ghost.

"Can anyone tell me what just happened? Why did that imposing Canglang Sect disciple suddenly fall to the ground and die? The duel between these two people was so fast that my eyes couldn't keep up...... "The cultivation of that spy of the Kunlun Sword Alliance is obviously not enough. He only saw Miyamoto Zang pounce on Zhou Xiaochuan and then fell to the ground and died, what happened in the middle, he didn't see it and didn't know it.

In fact, there are many others like him. Because the trick that Zhou Xiaochuan used just now was too fast. It has exceeded the limit that the average human eye can keep up with. made these people only feel that there was a flower in front of them, and they didn't see how Zhou Xiaochuan took out the sword and how he stabbed Miyamoto to death.

It wasn't until the spies of the Wuxiang Pavilion in Western Yunnan called up the video in the video recorder and slowed it down by N times that they could see clearly how Zhou Xiaochuan's sword came out just now.

"What a quick sword!"

"What an unbelievable sword!"

"Good...... A terrifying sword! ”

A brief exclamation was followed by a deathly silence.

All the people were shocked by the sword that Zhou Xiaochuan had just stabbed. They can't help but think about it. What would happen if the sword stabbed at you? And as a result, each of them was sweating profusely and facing like ashes.

The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable......

In everyone's minds, such a sentence involuntarily popped up.

Zhou Xiaochuan stood on the top of the ring and waited for a while, and saw the referee on duty in this round of martial arts standing next to him with a dumbfounded face. just didn't announce the results of the competition, and couldn't help but step forward and remind: "The competition is over, it's time to announce the results, right?" ”

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes, I'll announce the results. This announced......" After being reminded, the referee on duty finally came to his senses, and coughed embarrassedly twice to clear his throat. Loudly announced: "In the third competition, the winner is the Yuan family!" After winning three games in a row, the Yuan family successfully advanced to the next round! After the referee on duty announced the result, Zhou Xiaochuan turned around and walked out of the ring. He didn't go to the trouble of Cheng Meixin, the head of Canglangmen, because he didn't want to startle the snake too early. It's normal to be disabled in the ring, and the Japanese samurai hiding in the shadows hate themselves in their hearts. It's also unlikely that anything will be suspected. But if Cheng Meixin made a move at this time, it would be strange if those Japanese samurai were suspicious!

"I'll let you get away for two more days. When the time comes, of course, someone from the ninth department will come and pronounce your guilt. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cheng Meixin, whose face was like ashes, and Zhou Xiaochuan said in his heart.

A traitor like Cheng Meixin, who is willing to be a traitor and a slave, will inevitably end up being a dead word. Maybe even Canglangmen will be affected, and it will be removed from the rivers and lakes from now on. However, Cheng Meixin didn't care about the future of his own sect at all. At this moment, there was only one thing on his mind: "Miyamoto is dead?" This...... How can this be? Will not my glory and riches, and my great future be ruined by this? Most importantly, won't I get the antidote next month? His resentful gaze fell on Zhou Xiaochuan, and he wanted to draw a knife and pounce on Zhou Xiaochuan, killing this guy who had ruined his good deeds to atone for his crimes. But recalling the lightning fast sword just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and he didn't have the courage to draw a sword against Zhou Xiaochuan at all.

Although Cheng Meixin has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Cutting Pulse Realm, he is afraid of death and greedy, otherwise he would not be controlled by Miyamoto.

"If you do it, you'll probably be stabbed to death with a sword. If I don't do it, if I take Miyamoto's death out of anger on me one day, and don't give me an antidote, then I will definitely die next month......" Cheng Meixin was very hesitant, not knowing whether he should do it or not.

At this moment, a slight voice sounded in his ears: "Don't be impulsive, this person is not something you can deal with." You have more important missions and tasks, and there is no need to die here in vain. ”

Cheng Meixin hurriedly looked back and saw that it was none other than the Feng family's Su worshippers standing behind him. At this moment, this Su Xianfeng pretended to be a spy and looked at the ring, and whispered without moving his lips: "Don't worry, we won't be angry with you because of Miyamoto's death." We have always been very clear about the merits and demerits. ”

Cheng Mei Nobunaga breathed a sigh of relief, and the anxiety in his heart was swept away: "My lord, what about my antidote for next month?" ”

"As long as you do your best for us, not only will there be no shortage of antidotes, but also prosperity and wealth." After throwing down such a sentence, Su Xianfeng took advantage of everyone's attention to the ring and turned to leave.

At the same time, Zhou Xiaochuan, who stepped out of the ring, beckoned the black boy hovering above the martial arts arena and asked, "What's the matter, when I killed Miyamoto Zang just now, was there anyone in this martial arts arena who reacted abnormally?" ”

"Except for the Feng family's worshipper who came over and said a few words to the head of Canglang Gate, everyone else behaved normally." Blackboy's answer disappointed Zhou Xiaochuan: "Even the South China Sea Knife Sect is the same, as if the person who died has nothing to do with them." ”

"These Japanese samurai are really enduring, it seems that they can only pry out some useful information through the Feng family's worshipping mouth." Zhou Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows and said in his heart.

Yuan Huanshan came up at this time, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Brother Zhou, it's really amazing, the masters of the Pulse Cutting Realm were actually killed by you in seconds, it really surprised me!" ”

"It's just a fluke." Zhou Xiaochuan was very modest and not proud at all: "That guy couldn't see my details, and he had a careless intention to despise the enemy, so he was stabbed to death by my unexpected sword." If he had given it his all from the start and dealt with it carefully, I wouldn't have had it so easy even if I could win. ..., Yuan Huanshan also understood this truth, and said with a smile: "When that person was facing Brother Zhou, he actually dared to speak wild words, and he deserved to be taken for a second." ”

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and did not continue the topic.

Yuan Chonghai, who served as a spy to observe the opponent of the next round of martial arts, returned at this time, shook his head and sighed: "Our luck is really bad, and the opponent in the next round is a second-rate sect. ”

"I'm afraid that he will be a yarn, with Brother Zhou pressing the formation, even if we encounter a first-class sect, we are not afraid." Yuan Huanshan's tone was very loud, but he didn't forget to ask: "Hey, third uncle, who is the opponent in the next round?" ”

Yuan Chonghai raised his hand and pointed: "Well, they are over there, the South China Sea Sword Sect." ”

South China Sea Knife Pie?

Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes looked in the direction of Yuan Chonghai's finger.

The group of people from the South China Sea Sword Sect were also looking at him at this time. Although they were separated from a long distance, Zhou Xiaochuan could still clearly sense the murderous aura emanating from them.

These people in the Yuan family only thought that the South China Sea Sword Sect was putting pressure on them, the opponent they were about to encounter in the next round. Only Zhou Xiaochuan knew what the murderous aura released by these people was for.

Do you want to avenge your accomplices? Then let the horses come!

The corners of Zhou Xiaochuan's mouth evoked a sneer.

What will be the opponent in the next round...... God really knows how to make arrangements.

"Uncle Yuan, when was our competition with the South China Sea Sword Sect?" On the way back to the villa where he lived, Zhou Xiaochuan asked Yuan Chongsen, who was in the same car.

"It's three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Yuan Chongsen replied.

"Tomorrow?" Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't help but be stunned, and asked with some curiosity: "After the first round of the competition before, didn't you rest for a few days before the second and third rounds of the competition?" Why didn't you even give a day off this time? ”

Yuan Chongsen explained: "Originally, there were two days of rest and recuperation, but for some reason, the Nanhai Dao Sect submitted an application to the organizing committee of the martial arts competition to hold the fourth round of martial arts tomorrow. The organizing committee consulted me on this matter, and I pondered that the two rounds of martial arts today went well, and no one was injured, and there was no problem at all for the fourth round of martial arts competition tomorrow, so I agreed to this proposal of the Nanhai Sword School. After all, the sooner we finish the fourth round, the more time we will have to prepare for the fifth round. You know, the further back you go in this competition, the more powerful the opponents you will encounter......"

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