Wan Qi's blood sword shook and slashed diagonally, but it brought out a spark on Hu Qitu's wrist.

Wan Qi was slightly stunned, and saw a huge fist smashed head-on.

He flipped his left palm and struck quickly.

Bang.

Wan Qixue moved more than a dozen steps diagonally before he stabilized his figure.

Looking at Huqitu again, he flew out directly upside down, almost fell to the edge of the ring, and was only half a step away, he would fall into the ring and be judged negative.

Although the heroes and the people felt pity, they still applauded Wan Qi's blood.

Hu Qitu's body size can be shocked by Wan Qixue's palm, which shows how deep Wan Qixue's internal strength is.

Hu Qitu quickly got up from the ground, spat the blood in his mouth, and smiled.

Wan Qixue's left hand was clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of stars, only to feel that the heavens and the earth were spinning.

Hu Qitu hid a poisonous needle between his fingers, and just now, the poisonous needle almost pierced Wan Qi's bloody palm.

Wan Qi's blood quickly sealed the acupuncture points of his left arm, preventing the venom from spreading throughout his body.

"Despicable."

"Shameless."

The Great Wei Wulin masters who watched the battle in the audience scolded angrily.

But Hu Qitu smirked and walked towards Wan Qi Blood.

Wan Qi's blood sword fell to the ground, his eyes were gloomy, and the master of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was indeed as rumored, insidious and cunning, vicious and cold-blooded.

"Chasing the soul sword, it is a shameless person like Your Excellency." Wan Qixue said as he accelerated under his feet, and flew towards Hu Qitu.

Hu Qitu waved his hands quickly, and the poisonous needles between his fingers were like clusters, and they shot out.

Ding Ding Bang.

Wan Qi shook his long sword and swept back all the poisonous needles that had been shot in front of him.

Hu Qitu's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that there was such an operation.

But in the face of the flood of poisonous needles, Hu Qitu, who was sturdy, panicked, and actually pounced forward and lay directly on the ground.

The poisonous needle whistled past its back, and the people on the other side of the ring dodged one after another.

Hu Qitu secretly shouted that it was dangerous, and he was very proud of his cleverness, but as soon as he got up, the long sword of Wan Qi was already against his throat.

Hu Qitu raised his hands high, not daring to move.

"Antidote." Wan Qi's blood was about to be unable to suppress the poison in his left arm.

Hu Qitu stuck out his tongue at Wan Qi's blood.

"Ah......h

"Ahh......hh

Wan Qi's blood sword turned, and out of nowhere, three poisonous needles appeared and plunged into Hu Qitu's neck.

Everyone applauded.

Hu Qitu was in a hurry, and hurriedly took out the antidote from his arms, but before he could unscrew the cork, he was taken away by Wan Qi's blood.

Wan Qi blood poured out a few grains from it, swallowed it quickly, and the symptoms of dizziness were instantly reduced.

He threw the vial to Huqitu and kicked him out of the ring.

Wanyan Dehuan's eyes were gloomy, and he was very displeased.

Huqitu is the first warrior of the Northern Yuan, and he has high hopes for Huqitu, hoping that Huqitu can defeat the masters of the Central Plains and raise the prestige of the Great Yuan.

I can't imagine that Huqitu will end up losing the competition in such an ugly way.

As soon as Huqitu lost, those warriors of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were embarrassed.

Although Wan Qi couldn't fight again, the Ouchi guard who replaced him thought twice, showed his might, and succeeded.

Da Wei won a ring first and won the people's mountain and tsunami.

Li Zheng was also quite excited, clapping his hands and saying, "All of them are rewarded." ”

Li Hao gently turned the wine bowl, his mind was not on the ring competition at all, calculating the time, the plan has begun, and in half an hour, there should be news.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses.

In the ring on the left, after Bai Muliang took the stage, he connected many Nanming masters.

As the chief assistant of the cabinet of the Great Wei court, Bai Muliang's attainments in martial arts are also quite amazing to everyone today.

But the repeated battles were also extremely exhausting of internal strength, and Bai Muliang was still struggling to persist despite showing fatigue.

Zhu Wei, the prince of Nanming, brought too many masters, and Bai Muliang knew that if he solved one more person, the greater the hope of Dawei to succeed in the end.

After solving the two more, Bai Muliang really couldn't insist and took the initiative to step down.

Replacing Bai Muliang is a master found by Master Kurong, named Crazy Knife King Liu, just over middle age, a steel knife makes it a tiger and a tiger, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Zhu Wei saw Nanming's masters, and several more people were defeated by Wang Liu, his face was as black as charcoal, and he turned his head and whispered, "Qin Gang, it's time for you to appear." ”

Behind Zhu Wei, sat the middle-aged man named Qin Gang.

Half of Qin Gang's face was wearing an iron mask, and the exposed half of his face was as white and tender as water tofu.

He grabbed the scimitar placed on the table, jumped down from the palace tower, and the whole person was like a feather, gently floating to the left ring.

In the ring, Nanming's master was pressed and beaten by Wang Liu, and it was estimated that he would lose if he couldn't figure out ten moves.

"It's against the rules that two people are on stage at the same time."

"Yes, this is fraud, and Nan Ming should be sentenced to lose."

The crowd was furious, and the protests were like a tidal wave.

Wang Liu didn't care, he retreated, carried the steel knife on his shoulder, and sneered: "Let's go together." ”

Who knew that Qin Gang suddenly took out his knife, and the scimitar crossed a perfect arc in the air, and in the exclamation of everyone, the head of the master from Nanming flew straight out of the ring.

Qin Gang raised his leg again, kicked the man's body out of the ring, and muttered, "It's an eyesore." ”

Silent.

Even Wang Liu didn't expect his opponent to be so ruthless, and he even cut off his own head.

"The sixth king of the mad sword, he has been looking up for a long time." Qin Gang clasped his fists and saluted.

Wang Liu's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you call Your Excellency?" ”

"In Xia Bucai, he has been wandering in the Nanming River and Lake for more than 20 years, and he has mixed up the false name of the scimitar Qin Gang." Qin Gang said.

Scimitar Qin Gang?

At this moment, not only Wang Liu, but also those who watched the battle in the audience, all of them were shocked.

Scimitar Qin Gang, the knife is out and down.

Whenever Qin Gang took out a knife, he must have rushed to cut off the other party's head.

If he doesn't cut off the other party's head, he will never give up.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat for Wang Liu.

Wang Liu smiled and said: "You and I are both swordsmen, and I have admired Your Excellency for a long time, and I can fight here today, and I have no regrets in this life." ”

"I have no regrets after cutting off the head of the mad knife." Qin Gang said that he had already taken out the knife.

The scimitar was in his hand, like a waning moon, just high above, and then fell into the abyss in an instant.

The moon is high in the sky, the shadow is at the bottom of the abyss, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

In contrast, Wang Liu's mad knife was more like a tornado, when the knife came out, the wind was fierce, the sand and rocks were flying, and the heavens and the earth became dark because of it.

Qiang Qiang Qiang.

The mad knife meets the scimitar, and sparks splash everywhere.

There are many people rubbing their eyes, and the speed at which they are out of the knife is so fast that even if they stare at it without blinking, they can only see a vague shadow of the knife.

It is impossible to know who has the upper hand and who has the upper hand.

Zhu Wei was very proud, and laughed: "I bet that in less than thirty moves, Wang Liu's head will fall under the ring." ”

In fact, Zhu Wei still underestimated Qin Gang's strength.

Just because his words have not fallen, the scene he said has already happened.

Qin Gang stood in the ring with a scimitar in his hand, watched Wang Liu's body fall to the stage, and sighed lightly: "From now on, there will be no more crazy knives in the rivers and lakes." ”