The battle for the quarterfinals is about to begin.

Wang Bei, who was squatting on the ground, was silent for a moment, and then ushered in the battle between the top eight, but there was no rest time during the period.

Wang Bei slowly stepped onto the No. 7 venue, looked at the slim girl in front of him, and smiled, is he finally going to beat a woman.

Zhou Ziting, who was standing opposite, raised her eyebrows, and thought in surprise: "This person is not only physically strong, but also can fight beyond the level, it seems that it should not be underestimated, it has to be safer." ”

After thinking about it, the palm of her hand holding the lancet loosened slightly, and several slender small flying knives suddenly appeared in the hidden palm.

Field 3.

After a round of fierce battles, Yang Shu, who was able to win, stood up with the Wild Road Euphorbia in his hand, if it weren't for the strength of this Euphorbia and the narrowly won several times, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand here.

Under the ring, there was an extra blood mark in the corner of Yan Qi's eyes with a hateful face, that is, he was scratched by Yang Shu's halberd in the battle just now, he pinched the towering pillar with his palm, and muttered angrily: "Damn boy, if it weren't for that halberd, you would have been killed by me a long time ago." ”

On the seat where a group of people with more status in the audience were sitting, there were suddenly several eyes staring at Yang Shu and the halberd in his hand, "Family traitor, dare to steal the absurd halberd and steal the palm thunder technique, don't let me wait to catch it, otherwise you will be cut by a thousand knives." ”

There were even a few people who couldn't resist rushing into the venue.

But under the strong deterrence of the Inner Imperial Court, no one dared to make trouble.

Yang Shu suddenly sneered, as if he was not afraid, he raised his halberd, and walked towards the person in front of him, not to mention that this person is not famous, even if Han Zimu is on the side, he also dares to tease the tiger's whiskers.

The confrontation with the family has long forced him into a corner, either dying silently, or fighting to the death, there is no way out at all.

The halberd leaned behind him, and Yang Shu's body suddenly had a strong thunderous aura, which seemed to be wrapped around his body like a thin thread.

In another place, Zhang Chenyang, who was sitting firmly in the audience watching the battle, had a serious expression on his face that moved slightly, and said with some surprise: "Heavenly and human martial arts? I haven't seen it for a while, but this person's combat power has improved again, it doesn't seem like I think it's so mediocre, it's just..."

His eyes turned and looked at the emperor, at this moment, his body was a little trembling, trembling in a boxing posture, obviously afraid, but all this was not the case in Zhang Chenyang's eyes, he knew that this name was powerful, that is, all the people in this Xuantai Square together were not enough for him to punch, this is his strength.

Many of the current acts are just a cover-up.

Zhang Chenyang was quite sure of it, and above the stands, there were countless people staring at the emperor tightly.

The first battle can tell the highs and lows.

"I, I, I throw in the towel!!"

The emperor couldn't suppress the fear in his heart anymore, and he raised his hand tremblingly, announcing that he would admit defeat.

But this scene surprised everyone, they never thought that this would happen, Zhang Chenyang also thought with a shocked face: "Does he really want to blindly cover it up to the end?"

It is different from the wavering and doubts of the crowd.

Yang Shu's majestic face was suddenly angry, he had fought hard to get to this point, and the person in front of him gave up without doing anything, isn't this the biggest mockery?

The palm holding the halberd suddenly tightened, and his steps stopped, and he slashed the halberd to slash the earth, and the furious thunder was suddenly shot out.

Several powerful electric snakes flickered on the ground, suddenly gathering on the emperor's body, and before he could react, the thunder penetrated into his bones and veins, burning his hair and skin.

"Ah!!h

A cry of sorrow!

In an instant, the emperor's body turned into a whole piece of charcoal, emitting thick white smoke.

He was burned alive.

He's dead!

Zhang Chenyang's eyes were stunned, and he still couldn't believe the scene in front of him, impossible, how could the emperor be burned to death, he was burned to death, what should the emperor demon do, who will kill it.

Or maybe because his arrival affected the occurrence of certain events, his thoughts were extremely confused, but it was extremely difficult to sort out for a while.

And Yang Shu in the ring snorted coldly, and was taken out of the ring by the referee, he was obviously fighting in disregard of the rules, although the emperor was worry-free, but violating the rules still had to be punished.

On the high platform, Han Zimu's eyes were full of surprise, he looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and muttered: "Who is that person if it's not him?"

The birth of the first murder also caused an uproar in the audience, who shouted and made a fuss.

The situation was ever-changing, but it did not affect the few people in the battle.

Wang Bei held the Demon Spirit Blade and Zhou Ziting's lancet to carry out a battle between the blades, and the sound of swords interlaced and clear Yue was endless, but Wang Bei's sword momentum suppressed Zhou Ziting's knife technique, and no matter how fast her speed was like a swift wind, she could never escape the brilliance of Wang Bei's sword.

After all, it is a swordsmanship manifested by the will of a sword spirit at the near king level, and it is indeed extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the swords slashed together.

Zhou Ziting's eyes lit up, and she took advantage of the situation to exude the flying knife that had always been clenched, and the brilliant brilliance seemed to be the brightest color before death was announced.

Ling Jue Flying Knife, an extremely rare flying knife she found in the cave, has an extremely fierce aura attached to the blade, which can penetrate the body of the highest king-level powerhouse, even if the demon is not careful, he will be injured by mistake under this knife.

But it can only be used once, and after use, the gas dissipates and becomes a mortal product.

It has always been Zhou Ziting's most important treasure, she originally planned to save it for the decisive battle or when she was in a desperate situation, but she didn't expect to encounter Wang Bei's super meat shield, and ordinary knife techniques couldn't kill him at all.

There is no other way but to consume it.

But fortunately, the future battle is just a contest of combat power, and the impact of whether there is a flying knife or not will not be too great.

Caught off guard, Wang Bei suddenly felt an extremely sharp feeling in front of him, he immediately closed his eyes, turned his head and tried to dodge, but it was not as fast as the flying knife.

The stab is instantaneous.

The demon spirit blade in Wang Bei's palm seemed to feel something, and the sword spirit wrapped around his arm suddenly emitted an extremely strong light.

At that moment, the palm of that hand suddenly swung the demon spirit blade and straddled in front of Wang Bei's eyes at an extraordinary speed, cutting through the flying knives.

The flying knife is angry and dissipates instantly.

The remaining momentum has not disappeared, but he slashed dozens of swords in a row, and Zhou Ziting was slashed away.

It's like a hundred flowers.

Wang Bei slowly retracted his arms, frowned deeply and said, "This is, a swordsmanship?"