"Haha-" Suna burst out laughing again along with the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect.

The rest of the onlookers also shook their heads and laughed, a person with congenital soul power actually threatened to explode a genius among geniuses, and this genius is still a three-star soul master.

Suna took a step forward, his left hand was backward, his right hand was stretched out, his palm was facing up, his index finger was bent, he hooked twice, and said, "I will stand here and not move, if you ask me to take half a step back, you will win." ”

There was endless confidence in these words, and when everyone looked at his feet, there was another exclamation, this ground is a bare rock, this person has only taken a step, and the entire soles of his feet are deeply embedded in the surface of the rock a few inches, and it is indeed a natural divine power!

Xia Qingyang was also not polite, and said, "Offended!" He used the third of the three styles of the Soul Breaking Knife, Changhong Guanri, originally this was a means of chasing and killing the defeated enemy, and it was not suitable to use it in the starting style, but since the other party was holding it up, he was also happy to pick up this cheap.

The figure flickered, the hunting knife crossed the air, drawing a strange arc, although Xia Qingyang wondered why the tricks used to chase and kill the fleeing enemy were still so complicated, but he also thought that he didn't have that level to change, so he had to draw a scoop according to the gourd for the time being.

"What kind of messy knife technique is this!" the onlookers laughed and laughed.

Everyone in the Qianyang Sect also sighed secretly, at this time, the best choice is undoubtedly a frontal attack without any fancy, which is the most likely to force the opponent to retreat, this kind of dazzling sword technique is actually very limited.

Even if his eyesight is as deep as Yue Huaigu, he frowned slightly, and he couldn't figure out what Xia Qingyang was doing for a while.

"The Qianyang Sect can't be a broken jar and deliberately make a fool to come up and be funny, right?" the disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect sneered unscrupulously.

"Haha, I think it's possible, so it's good to have an excuse to lose like this. ”

Liu Jingning snorted in a low voice: "It's better to admit defeat in this way, it's really a loss of face by him!"

Even Suna, who was concentrating on preparing for battle, was a little confused at this time, he didn't think that this person was pretending to be like this, because his expression was very focused, and his steps were messy but extremely firm, but he really couldn't think of such a complex knife technique that was almost ridiculous, what kind of lethality it would have.

Xia Qingyang didn't have the heart to pay attention to the reaction of the outside world at all, although he had just secretly taken a body strengthening pill, he still felt very difficult to use this knife technique, and he had only practiced this soul breaking knife for a few days, he was not very proficient, and he needed to concentrate and calm down so that he would not make a mistake.

In the eyes of surprise, confusion, and amusement, Xia Qingyang finally entered the distance within one zhang of Suna, and the trajectory of the hunting knife has gradually become simpler, but compared to ordinary knife techniques, it is still complicated.

Two meters, one meter, has already entered the range of attack.

At this time, someone with a flexible mind has reacted, could it be that this guy is using a strategy to confuse the opponent, first use this indiscriminate swinging knife technique to make Suna relax his vigilance because of the light enemy, and then suddenly kill the killer after getting close, so as to achieve unexpected results.

Suna also thought of this suddenly, and his slightly relaxed nerves suddenly tensed, and his right palm was crossed in front of his chest, making a defensive posture.

However, Xia Qingyang's hunting knife was still waving unhurriedly, like a person who was performing on the street, playing fancy knife skills in front of the officials.

At first, everyone was still interesting, but gradually became irritable, and a gambling fight turned into a fancy show!

In fact, Xia Qingyang himself is also very depressed, there is always an inertia in this knife technique, he wanted to forcibly change the original trajectory several times, and attacked, but he couldn't do it at all, it seemed that there was a mysterious force pulling him in the dark.

Finally, Suna couldn't bear to see it, and shouted: "Let go!" A palm passed through the heavy knife shadow and cut at Xia Qingyang's wrist holding the knife.

Xia Qingyang's heart trembled, and he subconsciously changed his moves, but the hunting knife obediently obeyed his mind this time, just slightly deflected on the original trajectory, and slashed at Suna's palm at the best angle and the fastest speed.

The blade is in the direction, and the cold is steep!

Suna, who could almost ignore ordinary swords, suddenly felt a murderous aura that made his heart palpitate, and instinctively withdrew his hand and dodged the knife.

"Huh?" Although it was just a change of move, Suna felt that it was his own shame, and when he was about to strike again, the hunting knife suddenly became direct.

The sudden change made the onlookers also have an illusion, only to feel that the hunting knife seemed to have suddenly appeared from another place, a simple and unreasonable knife, clumsy, and the killing opportunity suddenly appeared!

At this time, it seems that the hundreds of thousands of swings before seem to be accumulating power for this knife, the knife seems to be slow and fast, and it seems to be erratic, but it is like a thunderbolt, like a bamboo, straight and going!

The target is Suna's neck!

Suna's palm was halfway out when he was shocked to find that the knife was likely to cut his neck.

He was in a hurry, his head fell back suddenly, and at the same time, his upper body was bent back, and his waist, which was as thick as a millstone, was also quite flexible.

Fortunately, his left hand was already behind him, but it came in handy at this time, and his palm hit the ground, and his body was like a taut bowstring that was suddenly loosened, and it bounced up violently.

At the same time, he hit the ground with one foot, and suddenly kicked a side kick with the other foot, kicking Xia Qingyang's waist.

Although he was not forced to retreat, he fell behind after all, how could he not quickly turn back the situation!

However, after Xia Qingyang used that knife, he suddenly realized something, as if he had captured something, although he was not very clear, but he instinctively cast the second type of thunder of the Soul Breaking Knife to descend into the world!

This time, there is no dull and boring foreshadowing that makes people crazy, and it is like a storm.

The sword light poured down in a flash, covering the heavens and the earth, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, like thunder descending into the world, more dense than the pear blossom sword rain, even more terrifying!

Suna gritted his teeth, kicked out without retracting the kick, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and countless punches were shot up in an instant.

The light and shadow were staggered, the legs and feet intersected, Xia Qingyang retreated, standing horizontally, and his left leg trembled slightly.

Suna stood on the spot, arms drooping and her face flushed.

Everyone's eyes were sharp, and they saw that the sleeves on Suna's two arms were cut out of countless holes, and blood was dripping from their fingertips.

"Suna is injured!" a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect exclaimed, although he deliberately lowered his voice, but before he could say it, everyone else also found out.

A duel with so clear strength and weakness that there is no need to compare at all has developed to this situation, the three-star soul master is injured, although he has not used his soul power, he is also a monster with natural divine power, and his opponent, no matter how you look at it, is an ordinary guy who can't be in an ordinary way.

There were only a few people present, and they were even more shocked that Xia Qingyang did not fall, and Suna's eyes flashed with cold light, and said: "The knife is good, the knife technique is better, but you are excellent!"

"It's not too late to wait for me to blow you up. Xia Qingyang's thoughts were full of changes, all the changes in the three styles of the Soul Breaking Knife, and he dealt with it casually.

Suna ignored his provocation and wondered, "Are you really not a soul master?"

Xia Qingyang understood why he had such doubts, and also knew that there were many people present who had such doubts, he was naturally a soul master, otherwise he would have broken bones and tendons on his feet that time, and the Body Strengthening Pill, Soul Power Shock, and Suna had to deal with the hunting knife without going all out, which caused this almost tie ending.

In fact, although his leg was not broken, he couldn't move for a while, and it wasn't until he used his soul power that he gradually regained consciousness.

"It's not important!" Xia Qingyang said lightly.

Suna didn't ask, and chuckled: "Whether you are a soul master or not, you must die today!"

The original gambling battle evolved into a battle of life and death, but no one came out to stop it, not even Yue Huaigu and Gu Huaiyuan, because at this time, it was not only the victory or loss of a gambling battle that was involved, but also the honor and disgrace of the two major sects, and more importantly, the pride of these two teenagers as hot-blooded men!

Suna slowly raised his hands, a visible tremor began to spread from the back of his hand upwards, the broken sleeves on his arms turned into powder, the shocking wounds had solidified, and a tyrannical momentum spread.

"Are you going to fight hard?" Xia Qingyang was not as surprised as the others, this kind of vision he had seen in Tie Niu.

The hunting knife began to swing rhythmically again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, complicated and dazzling.

Suna began to move, step by step, striding meteor, and stepped in front of Xia Qingyang in a few steps, letting out a low roar in his throat, his fists were like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and he smashed it hard.

There is no soul star flickering, but no one doubts that the strength of these two punches is definitely not inferior to the full force of the three-star soul master, and those with good eyesight can see that this Suna must have a special method, although there is no soul star, but he can still use soul power.

Xia Qingyang's heart was like stopping water, the soul power shock method was running at high speed, and the hunting knife was running along the trajectory, casting the first form of the soul breaking knife - iron lock Hengjiang!

Boom!

The blade collided with the iron fist, and there was a sound of gold and iron bursting out, what a strong fist this is!

A huge force came along the blade, making it inevitable that the hunting knife would be deflected, if it weren't for the fact that the hunting knife was running with its own inertia, with the strength of the two of them, Xia Qingyang would have to get rid of the blade this time.

The iron fist is unstoppable, and the hunting knife is like a shadow!

The complicated and complicated running trajectory shows a unique advantage at this time, no matter where the hunting knife is bounced to, it can quickly return to the original running trajectory, with endless moves and continuous knife momentum!

An iron fist is not a real iron fist after all, and a hunting knife is not an ordinary hunting knife.

In just a few feet of distance, countless collisions, the iron fist has long lost its sharpness, although it is still like thunder, but it can hardly be called unstoppable!

Xia Qingyang's body retreated violently on one side, and the left fist that had been hidden suddenly smashed out, and between the palms of his fingers, golden mangs flashed!

Click!

Three voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Xia Qingyang retreated violently, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and finally stabilized his body in the stumbling, and looked at the opposite side coldly after standing still.

Suna was still standing in place, with a strange expression on his face, the arm that had punched Xia Qingyang had already fallen, but the punch that hit Xia Qingyang's chest stopped in the air.

Half an hour later, the arm broke shoulder-length and fell to the ground weakly.

With a broken arm, the winner has been divided!

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