In the seventh battle of the sword fight, the opponent is also a servant of a family, but it is not the six factions of the Xuanmen, but the people in the Demon Gate.

The servant had a flamboyant face, stepped on the sword fighting platform, and smirked at the piano painting, and scolded: "The thief of the righteous path, come up and lead the death." ”

Qin Hua took a deep breath of true breath, took out a bronze short sword, which was given by his master Zhou Chongbai, jumped on the sword fighting platform, and saluted respectfully, and then said loudly: "Don't you play the drum ridge Zhou Jiaqin painting......"

As a boy from a fairy family, Qin Hua has been trained since he was a child to behave politely, but before he finished speaking, the other party sneered and punched out, giving birth to a pungent rancid smell.

"Little cub, you talk a lot of nonsense, you can be killed with one punch, who cares if you are ...... from"

The bronze short sword in the hand of the qin painter was raised, and he made a move to beat the secret Tiangu swordsmanship of the Zhou family in Guling, and he stabbed out this sword, and he heard someone in his ear say: "This trick is not right, your true qi travels the Shaoyang meridian, turns the Shaoyin meridian, turns three turns on the spine, and then stabs out the ...... with luck."

The qin painting seemed to be bewitched by something, and sure enough, the sword was carried according to the words, but this sword seemed to have something evil, ignoring the opponent's poisonous fist at all, and directly hit the opponent's throat, and stabbed it in a light send.

When the qin painting was sober, the powerful servant from the Demon Gate looked horrified, covering his neck with his hands, but he couldn't stop it, and the blood gushed out.

Everybody knows that this man is no longer alive.

Wu Qiuzi sighed, he didn't expect that it was only the seventh game, and there were casualties, and he didn't have time to stop it.

It's just that in such a fair sword fight, it is still the side of Daomen Xuanzong who wins, and he naturally won't say anything, so he can only let a few wrestlers drag down the powerful servants of the Demon Gate, and arrange to send them back to the master later, announcing that Qin Hua won this game.

Although there was a dead person, few onlookers paid attention to it, after all, the dead person was just a wealthy servant, Qin Hua walked down with a demented face, and he didn't expect that he would kill someone with his own hands.

"Who was talking in my ear just now?"

As soon as he started thinking about this, he heard the voice say: "I see that you have good qualifications, if you can fight the sword here and get the first place, I will take you as a disciple and teach you the superior true method." ”

Qin Hua's face froze, and he immediately forgot about it, he didn't even feel that on his bronze short sword, a trace of blood was swirling, and it was invading his body.

Wang Chong didn't have any interest in a sword fight, after all, this was not Zhang Yuniang, and he wasn't a great character.

These people combined, they may not be able to fight him, or use the Classic of Mountains and Seas, without any demon body, what's the point?

So no one paid attention to it, so the demon servant got off the sword fighting platform, and his body gradually withered and became like a dry corpse.

Soon the first round of sword fighting was over, and Zhang Yuniang also defeated an enemy, and excitedly came to report the good news to Wang Chong.

Wang Chong was not interested in sword fighting at this level, and was about to let Zhang Yuniang fight for a good life, and went to take a look at An Yumiao by himself, when he suddenly heard the sound of noise, it turned out that in the second round of sword fighting, the first game was the turn of Qin Hua, and Qin Hua only made a sword and killed the opponent.

After killing his opponent in two consecutive games, Wang Chong was also a little concerned, he glanced at this boy from a distance, and couldn't help but feel slightly weird.

"How can this little boy have such a strong blood on his body?"

Wang Chong is just in the Tiangang realm, and he is not good at using the demon body, although he can see that the qin painting is a little inappropriate, but he doesn't care much. What kind of place is this? Countless people are paying attention, and even Yang Mo, the town guard of the ninth level, is shrouded in divine will, he never thinks that anything will happen.

Wang Chong told Zhang Yuniang that he wanted to take a look at An Yumiao, although Zhang Yuniang was unwilling, but he couldn't stop him, Wang Chong left, and the piano painting was full of blood, looking at his back, there seemed to be a smile on his face, and he grinned silently, but there was no sound at all.

Wang Chong controlled the flower carpet, but in a moment, he climbed to the peak, and saw An Yumiao on the side, watching the two fighting in the sword fighting arena, laughed, and asked, "Nephew An, how many games have you won?"

When An Yumiao saw Wang Chong, she hurriedly said: "I won two games, but it's a pity that I heard that Senior Brother Tiansuizi in another sword fighting arena lost and lost to a demon disciple." ”

Wang Chong didn't pay much attention to Tiansuizi, nodded, and chatted casually, the two people who were fighting swords had already divided the winner and loser.

A young man with a proud face shouted at An Yumiao: "Fairy Luan! ”

An Yumiao smiled faintly and didn't answer, but Wang Chong sensed a trace of demonic energy on the other party, and knew that this must be a disciple of the Demon Sect.

Seeing that An Yumiao didn't answer, the young man shouted at Wang Chong again: "You are the wretch of the Xuanzong who swallowed the sea?"

Wang Chong's face was full of smiles, and he went directly to the ring, punched out, and collapsed into the sea, this young man from the Demon Gate, urged the whole body to demonic energy, and wanted to block this move, but he was urged by Wang Chong's punch and broke his bones, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Wang Chong smiled lightly and said, "I thought you had some skills. ”

He floated off the sword fighting platform, and the audience was suddenly shocked.

There were two people guarding this sword fighting platform, one was also a person from the Demon Sect who went out, and he was still a person from the Taishang Demon Sect, and he laughed angrily: "The people of the Sea Swallowing Xuanzong are so disregarding the rules?"

With a flicker, he turned into a cloud of demons and fell towards Wang Chong.

The other person was an authentic person, but he was a step too late and failed to stop the monk of the Demon Gate, and he cried out in his heart: "It's not good! Seven crying old demons, I'm afraid I'm going to kill people......

This authentic monk of the Taoist Sect had just urged his true qi and pinched his proud magic weapon in his hand, and wanted to come to surround Wei to save Zhao, when he heard a roar like thunder, like a landslide, like a sky collapsing, like a sea roaring mightily.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Gate monk who was guarding the sword fighting platform with him spurted blood from his mouth, and the demonic qi couldn't stop spraying out from his body, and he was beaten back by Wang Chongye's punch.

Wang Chong asked with a surprised expression, "The Great Yan of the Demon Gate...... Is it that weak?"

Wang Chong looked around left and right, as if he wanted someone to answer him, but almost all the people in the demon gate didn't dare to take a second look.

Tiangang Realm can be smashed with one punch, the whole body strength of the cultivator of the Demon Gate Dayan Realm, what kind of goblin is this?

The best people from the two factions of righteousness and demons, such as Zhu Xiaoxiao, such as Zhu Hongsleeve, such as Lin Luzhu, and even Qi Bingyun, are all fighting swords in Dayan and staying in the Tiangang Sword Fighting Arena, and An Yumiao is also the most outstanding.

Nine out of nine people are not as good as An Yumiao.

Wang Chongshan's skills have repeatedly broken through the realm, and he is not a person who likes to keep his hands, and with all his strength, there are really few people here who can take his punch.