Chapter Fifty-Seven: Flying Knives Against the Immovable King!

Su Ming stumbled back a few steps, put his hands in front of him, and took a defensive posture towards Yanqing, but more than ten seconds passed, and Yanqing didn't have the slightest intention of making a move. Su Ming slowly raised his head, and there was still a look of horror on his face.

He looked at Yan Qing, a mocking face appeared in his eyes, Su Ming's face turned purple, and he only understood at this moment that he was tricked by Yan Qing.

"That Su Ming who was in the mortal realm was actually frightened by a congenital realm of six gods without a master, and even the most basic composure was lost." A freshman who originally thought that Yanqing would be defeated was stunned. In the ring, Yan Qing stretched out his finger, and with a slight click, he subverted his stubborn notion that the innate realm could not challenge the mortal realm.

"Yanqing, really strong, it seems that he has those amazing achievements and many auras, and it is not for nothing." Some have changed their tune.

"This Su Ming is inevitably too weak, it doesn't seem like he is in the Mortal Realm at all, identifying him as a new star is simply an insult to the other five people!" Admirers of the other five new stars shouted loudly.

Su Ming's reaction really disappointed everyone, he had no power but no matching state of mind, it seemed that after he was promoted to the mortal realm, he was afraid that he had already inflated himself to the point that there was no one in his eyes.

The bursts of discussion from under the ring reached Su Ming's ears, making him want to vomit blood and almost go crazy. He wanted to prove himself, but he lost his face and became the laughing stock of everyone.

"Yanqing!" Su Ming gritted his teeth, these two words popped out of his mouth, and he was even more resentful of Yanqing in his heart.

"Young master, admit defeat, you are not his opponent, the coming day is long, why do you have to fight today. If you are injured, how can I explain it to the head of the house? Su Ming's servant grabbed a corner of the ring and poked his head out and pleaded.

"Shut up! You stupid pig, you always talk about the head of the house, don't you bother. The irascible Su Ming kicked the servant on the head, kicking the servant backwards and flying ten meters, spraying blood.

"Young master, don't, don't go!"

Su Ming didn't treat the servant as a human at all, but even so, the bloodstained servant still struggled to get up, wanting to warn him.

Yan Qing frowned and said, "I don't care for such a loyal servant, how your family educated you is really bad." ”

"Yanqing, don't put on a set of lofty postures, preach to me, just an innate realm, you don't have that qualification, now, I want to really fight with you." Su Ming pointed at Yanqing and said fiercely, now maybe only by defeating Yanqing, or even killing him, can he save his reputation.

Yan Qing looked at Su Ming indifferently, his eyes were full of pity, such an immature opponent was really easy to deal with.

"Platinum Tiger Slash!"

Su Ming stretched out his hands, and the ten thousand qi soldiers were united, melting into platinum qi, condensing into a four-elephant white tiger guarding the west, the white tiger stared at Yanqing, roared, turned into thousands of troops, and headed towards Yanqing.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

Yanqing's fists slashed down like meteors at great speed, and the Pegasus soared and swooped down, smashing the army to pieces and turning them into atoms.

"Is that all?" Yan Qing said lightly, Su Ming didn't seem to use all his strength.

"Haha, you've been tricked, that's just my trick." Su Ming laughed wildly, he slowly raised his right hand, and between his two fingers, a crystal clear, brilliant flying knife flashed.

This flying knife is definitely extraordinary, Yan Qing's face became solemn for the first time, he felt a breathtaking, incomparably strong murderous aura on it, and Yan Qing had a feeling that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't dodge this flying knife.

"Is that the flying knife inheritance that Su Ming obtained? It's horrible! Yan Qing muttered, he was serious, he didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness in the face of this peerless flying knife that could kill him.

The people under the ring also felt chills for no reason, as if the cold had eroded their bodies. Only those five new stars and Xue Qing knew that it was a murderous aura from the flying knife.

"It's a terrible flying knife, but it's a pity that this amazing inheritance has chosen the wrong heir." Xue Qing said regretfully.

"This is a stunt left over from the legendary sage sword god 1,400 years ago, and no one can hide from it. Yanqing, you will die under this knife. ”

The flying knife between Su Ming's fingers was dazzling, and an inch appeared, which was the mystery of the flying knife.

"Huh!"

Yanqing didn't want to sit still, his body moved quickly, changing his body shape in the ring, leaving afterimages, but no matter how Yanqing dodged, he could never get out of the lock of the flying knife. He wanted to rush forward and attack while Su Ming couldn't launch the flying knife, but Yan Qing's sixth sense told him that once he did, he would die faster.

The flying knife stunt that has been handed down in this way is almost like the Tao, and it will not leave weaknesses.

Yanqing stopped, he took a deep breath, maybe it was time to use that move. This is not a good situation. Yan Qing closed his eyes, the small universe silently accumulated, and an invisible force floated out, shaking all the qiē around Yan Qing to pieces.

There was silence in the crowd, and they knew that from here on, it would be the real peak showdown, and as soon as the two of them made a move, it would be earth-shattering and terrifying.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth cracked, and he was in a happy mood, this is the posture he should have, controlling people's life and death like a god. The inch is getting more and more prosperous, and finally at this time, it is brilliant to the extreme!

"One sword!"

Su Ming made a move, the name of this move is very simple, it is just a knife, but this knife is a peerless knife that makes the whole world lose color, instantly tearing the clouds above, it can almost make the ghosts and gods cry.

"Whew!"

A cold light passed through the space, and the speed exceeded the speed of sound many times, and everyone present, including Xue Qing, couldn't see the trajectory of the flying knife clearly, and the inch on the crystal clear flying knife was close to Yanqing's throat!

"Yanqing!" The wind chimes lost color and their faces turned pale.

"Yanqing!" Yang Ze was startled, clenched his fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

"Yanqing!" A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of Luo Xi's mouth, and his heart suddenly shrank.

At this critical moment, at this moment, Yan Qing suddenly opened his eyes and let out an ancient voice that resounded through his soul and shook the heavens.

That's the real ancient Sanskrit, the mystery of the Buddha, and the mystery of Virgo.

"Fudo Ming King!"

There was an endless spin of the universe in Yanqing's eyes, and an invisible wall of defense burst out from his body, resisting the mysterious flying knife.

The strongest attack and the strongest defense are all here at this moment! The point of violent collision burst out with an incomparably shining light, and all the qiē was covered by this light, and it was impossible to see clearly!

The time of the collision was short, but it was long, it was an instant of eternity!

The light that made no one could look at it shined to the strongest, and finally exploded!

"Boom!"