Guard!

Defend directly!

Is he crazy?!!

The deacon looked confused, staring at Chu Qinghuan like a monster.

The many disciples of the tenth group hated each other, this Chu Qinghuan was too crazy!

On the viewing platform, many spectators collectively lost their minds.

What the?

He said to defend directly?!

"Chu Qinghuan, do you know what you're talking about?! The tenth group is full of more than eighty outer disciples!" the deacon shouted, "Are you sure, you want to be alone and single-handedly take on more than eighty outer disciples?!"

"Let's get started. Chu Qinghuan said lightly and said, "Don't waste time." ”

Deacon: "......"

Everyone: "......"

"Chu Qinghuan, you're so crazy! I, Li Qingyang, have decided to teach you a good lesson!"

In the tenth group, someone finally couldn't help it and jumped into the ring.

"Cloak sword, Li Qingyang. ”

"It is said that Li Qingyang's cloak sword is also a fast sword, and he has also practiced to perfection!

"Li Qingyang is said to be born with divine eyes, and when fighting, he can penetrate the enemy's flaws, and with the cloak and fast sword, there is never an enemy under the sword!"

"Haha, Chu Qinghuan is arrogant and boundless, so he should be taught a good lesson!"

......

Li Qingyang pulled out his long sword, stood still, squinted his eyes, released the essence light in his eyes, and stared at Chu Qinghuan tightly!

Chu Qinghuan is still the same as the tyrant who is dragging and hanging to the sky.

"Qinglingmu!" Li Qingyang let out a low snort, and the vitality on his body poured into his eyes, and suddenly there was a mist in his eyes.

Qing Lingmu can help him break through the enemy's flaws, and with the cloak fast sword, he can break the enemy with one sword!

"Head, no flaws!"

"Shoulders, no flaws!"

"Abdomen, no flaws!"

"Waist, no flaws!"

"Legs, no flaws!"

"Overall, there are no flaws!"

After checking again and again, Li Qingyang's expression became more and more solemn, his breathing became more and more tight, and his hands holding the sword trembled more and more.

For the first time!

It was the first time for him to face the enemy of the same level, and he found that the other party was covered in no flaws!

Oh, my God!

You must know that even the last time he fought against Suning, the first person in the outer gate, his clear eyes also found three flaws in the other party!

Li Qingyang was suddenly a little scared, he regretted it very much!

The same martial artist is a ninth-layer, but there is no trace of flaws, the enemy is absolutely terrifying.

However, the arrow has to be sent.

"Chu Qinghuan, let's see if your sword is fast, or my sword is fast!"

Li Qingyang bared his teeth and rushed out.

The cloak and fast sword of a perfect product are really like a wind blowing, and many ordinary outer disciples have not even seen a shadow!

"Poof!"

An arm flew high.

Above that arm, that held a long sword.

Li Qingyang maintained an impact posture, as if he was frozen, covered in blood.

Touch!

It wasn't until that arm hit the ground that the people around gasped.

They found that Chu Qinghuan's knife was still not unsheathed, his eyes were still not open, and he had not even moved.

On the other hand, Li Qingyang's eyes were constricted, and the muscles on his face were twitching, as if he had seen a ghost!

"Poof!" Li Qingyang knelt on the ground, where his crotch was, and there was a smell of urine.

"Li Qingyang was scared to pee!" someone found out about this scene and exclaimed.

"Chu Qing wins!" the deacon announced the result with a complicated gaze.

Someone came to the stage and carried the depressed Li Qingyang down.

"I'm coming!"

A bald head as strong as an ox jumped into the ring, bare-chested, and his bronzed muscles were very spectacular in the sun, and he shouted: "Senior Brother Chu, I didn't expect that your sword was faster than Li Qingyang's sword." ”

Chu Qinghuan didn't speak.

The bald head said: "However, I am not afraid of you." Because, my horizontal training bronze body has been perfected, and it can be called King Kong is not bad! And my horizontal training bronze fist is also perfect, one punch can break a tree!"

When everyone saw the bald head, some people looked solemn and said, "It is an undefeated monk." ”

"The undefeated monk's horizontal practice copper body and horizontal practice copper fist are both complete, and it is rumored that even Senior Brother Suning can't break his defenses without the help of sword intent!"

"His martial arts are family passed down and of high quality. ”

"Chu Qinghuan's knife is fast, but no matter how fast it is, if you can't break the defense of the undefeated monk, then you will definitely lose!"

......

The undefeated monk didn't wait for the discussion of the people in the audience to stop, and then stepped forward.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The ring is shaking!

It was like a brute bull, rushing towards Chu Qinghuan with an incomparably domineering attitude.

"Horizontal Bronze Fist!"

The undefeated monk blasted out with a punch, aiming not at Chu Qinghuan's head, nor at Chu Qinghuan's heart, but at Chu Qinghuan's shoulder!

The undefeated monk is kind-hearted, although he can't get used to Chu Qinghuan's arrogance, but he doesn't have the intention of killing, and he doesn't even have the intention of hurting people.

He just wanted to defeat Chu Qinghuan!

He has confidence in himself!

Seeing that his fist was about to fall on Chu Qinghuan's shoulder, the undefeated monk's violent body came to an abrupt end.

But I saw that Chu Qinghuan, who had closed his eyes, didn't know when, he used his palm as a knife and cut it on the wrist of the undefeated monk!

"I'll move!"

"I'll move again!"

"I'm moving hard!"

The undefeated monk kept struggling, and even used up the strength to eat, but he was cut by the palm knife and couldn't even move!

Because, a sharp and incomparable knife qi poured into his body, imprisoning him!

"Bump!"

The sword qi exploded, knocking the undefeated monk directly away.

Touch!

The undefeated monk fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

The undefeated monk stood up and scolded: "Senior Brother Chu, are you a pervert?! Your sword is not only fast, but its strength is more violent than my horizontal training copper fist!

The undefeated monk convinced and admitted defeat.

"Chu Qing wins!" The deacon said loudly again, "Now, who will play?!"

The figure flickered, and another person came to the stage.

"I'm Shadowless Feet, Li Ying. The man said: "I have three martial arts and one grade, and I am especially good at speed, I don't know if Senior Brother Chu's fast knife can catch up with me!"

After the blink of an eye.

Li Ying stepped into the footsteps of the undefeated monk, and even if she exerted the speed of shadow, she was still slashed by Chu Qinghuan.

The two of them were lucky and didn't have a chance to kill, so the injuries were not serious.

"Don't come one by one, go up together!" Chu Qinghuan said impatiently.

"Up!"

This time, more than fifty warriors joined forces to rush into the ring and besiege it!

The scene is spectacular!

Someone said, "Guess this time, will Senior Brother Chu be forced to retreat?!"

"Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, Senior Brother Chu is going to lose this time!"

"Senior Brother Chu is still very strong! His sword technique is very powerful, absolutely perfect! It's okay to go head-to-head, but, in the face of group attacks, I'm afraid I'm going to lose!"

"After all, it's too flamboyant!"

......

At this time, many people admired Chu Qinghuan, but they were still not optimistic that Chu Qinghuan could win dozens of the same level at the same time!

It's just that while they were still talking, the battle on the stage was over.

I only saw that—

More than fifty warriors, all lying on the ground, all of them had the same wound-

Broken hamstrings!

On the other hand, Chu Qinghuan was still standing in place, holding his shoulders with his hands, the knife was not unsheathed, his face was not red or panting, he was still so domineering and cool.

This scene, compared to the previous battles, was too impactful.

So much so that for a few breaths, the audience was silent, and even the other disciples who were fighting in the ring put down the battle and stared at this side one after another.

On the inner door viewing platform, Zhang Baifang's old face turned red.

On the True Biography Viewing Platform, the smile on the corner of Xu Xuanjing's mouth became brighter and brighter.

On the VIP viewing platform, Chu Jingyun crushed the cup in his hand.

On the elder's viewing platform, Tie Shan was calm, but Ren Baili was dumbfounded, and his mouth could stuff a salted duck egg!

"None of them can fight. ”

A grim voice shattered the eerie silence.

The person who spoke was none other than Chu Qinghuan, and at this time, he opened his eyes.

He looked at everyone coldly and said, "Who!? Who else is not convinced?"