The ancient city of Qingzhou.

Cloudless.

Hundreds of thousands of monks surrounded the site of the kendo tournament.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Ping in the ring.

Although Wang Minghao has good strength, he can break through eight levels in a row and enter the top four, but he is obviously not an idle person.

But it is obvious that Ye Ping's popularity far exceeds that of Wang Minghao.

Above the ring.

Wang Minghao quietly watched the onlookers.

The number of monks watching in the infield has reached tens of thousands.

Almost everyone was chanting Ye Ping.

At this moment, Wang Minghao did not ridicule or ridicule in his heart.

Because he knew that the best way to shut up this group of people was to defeat Ye Ping.

For a moment, Wang Minghao couldn't help but think of what kind of look Ye Ping would look like if he was defeated by himself later?

It must be interesting, right?

He smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly crooked, full of confidence.

And in the ring.

Ye Ping's brows couldn't help frowning.

Because Ye Ping keenly found that Wang Minghao's expression was very similar to Li Changye.

For a moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but speak.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, can you know Li Changye, Li Daoyou?"

Originally, Ye Ping didn't want to ask, but he was afraid that if he missed, he would cripple the other party again, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

So I hurriedly asked to see if the other party recognized Li Changye.

"Li Changye? Where did the nobody come from, I don't know. ”

In the ring, Wang Minghao didn't want to answer Ye Ping's question, but under the watchful eye, if he showed his coldness, he would leave some failures, so he still answered calmly.

Hearing Wang Minghao's voice, Ye Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good if you don't know, it's good if you don't know, and you're afraid to know.

It's just that in the crowd, some chattering also sounded.

"Hey, what a strong sword intent."

“？？？ Big brother, haven't you drawn your sword yet? Is there sword intent? Are you bluffing me? ”

"I didn't bluff you, you look at the one in the back, you vomit blood, this sword intent is not strong enough? Maybe our realm is high, so we were not injured by the sword intent, this Taoist friend is too low, and we were all shocked by the sword intent and vomited blood. ”

A few people were chatting as they turned around.

Not far away, there was indeed a man with a red face, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of discomfort or grievance.

This is Li Changye.

He was really angry.

It's okay to be humiliated by Ye Ping, at least he really lost to Ye Ping.

But I didn't expect this guy to humiliate himself too? Say you're a nobody?

Nobody?

You're the nobody.

Your whole family is nobody.

Your name is Wang Minghao, isn't it?

Okay, I'll remember your name, and I'm going to kill you both when the sword test is over! Ahh Death to the master!

In the spectator seats.

Li Changye clenched his fists and stared at Ye Ping and Wang Minghao with his eyes fixed.

And at this moment, the elder's voice also sounded.

"The semi-finals test the sword, begin."

A loud voice rang out.

At this moment, everyone didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing any scene.

Boom!

Wang Minghao drew his sword at this moment.

And Ye Ping also pulled out his long sword.

The two looked at each other.

Ye Ping's voice sounded again.

"This fellow Daoist, you really don't know Li Changye? Are you a fellow Daoist? ”

Ye Ping continued to ask.

It's not that he is verbose, it's mainly that Wang Minghao's expression and expression are too similar to Li Changye.

He was so afraid of another dead hand.

"If you don't know, you don't know, why do you ask so much?"

Wang Minghao was a little depressed.

What do you Rory do with asking? We're trying the sword, aren't we chattering, and you hurry up and get out of the sword, do you think you're strong? Do you think you're the only one who knows the Four Thunder Sword Technique? If you don't use your sword again, you'll be able to draw your sword later......

Bang!

It was also when Wang Minghao complained in his heart.

In an instant, terrifying thunder rang out.

Then a continuous stream of swords came out, rushing towards him like a wave.

In an instant, Wang Minghao raised his hand, and then his whole body was like being struck by lightning, as if he had been slammed into it by a giant beast in the wilderness.

Burst!

A stream of blood, forming an arc in the air.

No one could see when Ye Ping came out with his sword.

Even, except for Wang Minghao, no one can know how powerful this sword is.

But what everyone knows is that this sword ...... It's hard to top.

Bang!

The next moment, Wang Minghao fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes were full of astonishment, shock, and disbelief.

I have been preparing for such a long time.

They all thought they were sure to win.

But I didn't expect to be defeated by a monk who didn't have a little fame?

It doesn't make sense.

I didn't even use the fucking Great Sun Demon Sword.

Wang Minghao's brain was buzzing.

It's just that before he had time to think about it, his eyes went dark and he fainted again.

At this moment, all the onlookers were also stunned.

They knew that Ye Ping was fierce.

But Ye Ping once again refreshed their cognition today.

Is this Nima a sword momentum that can be used in the Qi Realm?

You may not be able to withstand it if you change to a foundation building monk.

On the elders' viewing platform, all the elders also looked at each other, they didn't know how strong Ye Ping was, but the only thing they knew was that it was estimated that the end would be the same if they were replaced by a foundation building monk.

At this moment, there was silence.

Tens of thousands of people were silent.

After a while, the monks fell into confusion.

Spent a lot of money to buy an admission ticket, and that's it?

Do you think it's a dragon fight?

The result is a spike?

Is Ye Ping too fast, or are we too weak?

"Qingzhou Kendo Conference, the semifinals, Qingyun Dao Sect, Ye Ping wins."

After half a ring, the first to come back to his senses was the referee elder.

He swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Wang Minghao has broken through eight levels in a row, and his strength has also been witnessed, but he didn't expect that even Ye Ping couldn't withstand it?

How did Qingzhou have such a demon?

Also, which sect is Qingyun Dao Sect? Is it too late to apprentice now?

In the ring.

Looking at Wang Minghao, who was shot away, Ye Ping was also confused.

I really didn't give my best this time.

There is still a hand, how can this be the situation again?

Don't you say it's okay to Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

What about Crouching Tiger?

What about the Hidden Dragon?

Where are you hiding?

Ye Ping's eyes were full of confusion.

But no matter how confused Ye Ping was, the first semi-final match was over.

Now everyone can only put their expectations on the second game.

They want to watch the dragon fight, not the genius abusing the waste.

Finally, a voice rang out from the crowd.

"That's it?"

"I thought it was a dragon fight, this Wang Minghao is too useless, right?"

"I knew it was better to let me go, anyway, I would lose, and it would be the same for anyone."

"He's a fucking leg, I also pressed Wang Minghao to win, it seems that waste is waste, just like the previous one, who is here, Li is everything, it's all waste."

"Li Changye."

"Yes, yes, that's that Li Changye, how much he blew in Manjianglou at the beginning, what Qingzhou is the first, the Jin country is the first, and the ten countries are the first, and he will deliver food when he comes up, it's really funny."

"Actually, you may have misunderstood what he meant, he may have said the penultimate one, hahahaha."

"Yes, too many people like to pretend to be big-tailed wolves these days, and I don't know who to learn from."

"Let's wait for the next one, I hope the next one doesn't disappoint me too much."

The crowd chattered.

Originally, the discussion was quite normal, and Li Changye in the corner was in a much happier mood when he saw Wang Minghao being knocked away by Ye Ping's sword and falling to the ground vomiting blood.

But after hearing the discussion of the onlookers, his face couldn't help but turn red.

It's not shame, it's angry.

It's just that among the tens of thousands of monks, a Confucian scholar is quietly watching all this.

And he had a roster in his hand.

On the first page of the roster, he wrote the word 'Ye Ping' and drew a cross at the back.

This is the Gods and Demons Sect's nirvana, but whoever is on this roster is the main hunting target, if a cross is drawn on the back, it means double nirvana.

Confucius quietly set his eyes on Ye Ping, and then waited for the next battle.

"The second fight will take place in an hour."

At this moment, the voice of the referee elder sounded again.

For a moment, the noise suddenly fell silent.

An hour after hearing this, the second fight was about to begin, and everyone's sense of anticipation was raised again.

After winning the semi-finals.

Ye Ping left the ring.

When he came to the rest place of the kendo conference, he just looked around, but he didn't find Su Changyu's figure, but Li Yu was waiting for him here.

"Where's my brother?"

Ye Ping was a little curious and asked Li Yu.

"I don't know, I haven't seen Uncle Master all day today, I thought he was with you."

Li Yu was also full of doubts.

Just when Ye Ping was puzzled, a burst of voices suddenly sounded.

"It's coming, it's coming, Sikong Jiantian is here."

"Sikong Jiantian is here."

"I lost it, Sikong Jian is really here? Then I'm going to lose. ”

"This time the loser is bankrupt."

Bursts of voices rang out, attracting countless glances.

on the main ring.

Sikong Jiantian stepped on the void, like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world, he was dressed in a white shirt, handsome, and his eyebrows showed the kind of prodigal unruly to the fullest.

The appearance of Sikong Jiantian attracted countless discussions in an instant.

At that moment, Ye Ping and Li Yu came to the viewing platform.

They stared at Sikong Jiantian in the ring.

But he didn't see Su Changyu's figure for a long time.

In the ring.

Sikong Jian Tian had an indifferent smile on his face, and his sense of vanity exploded instantly.

Although he is no longer what he used to be at this moment, who doesn't want to be the one who is in the limelight?

However, on the surface, Sikong Jiantian was careless, but in his heart, Sikong Jiantian kept looking at the onlookers.

In the crowd, Confucian quietly took out the must-kill book, and after Sikong Jiantian's name, he drew three crosses, triple kills.

And just like that, time passed little by little.

A quarter of an hour.

Half an hour.

An hour.

With the second kendo tournament it was time to come.

However, Su Changyu's figure was long gone.

"Su Changyu won't scare away, right?"

"Impossible, right? No matter how bad Senior Su is, he won't be scared away, right? ”

"I feel that this Su Changyu is not invited by the dealer?"

"Quite possibly."

"What nonsense? Senior Su will definitely come, but maybe there was an accident halfway, right? ”

There was a lot of discussion.

Spectators.

Ye Ping and Li Yu frowned.

They didn't know where Su Changyu had gone.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, pieces of peach petals appeared abruptly above the conference.

Aroused everyone's doubts.