Everyone couldn't believe that Zhong Chuxiong was defeated, and it was an inexplicable defeat.

Except for masters of the elder level and above, no one knew what had just happened.

The others just saw Zhong Chuxiong attack Yang Qing, and then Yang Qing took out his sword, and then Zhong Chuxiong's body was suddenly broken into several pieces, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But in any case, no matter what happened, one thing is for sure, Yang Qing won, and he won miserably.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, and in some places there were bones and slag exposed, half of his face was swollen, his forehead was covered with sweat, his mouth was covered with blood, and he walked with a limp.

The aura on his body is scattered, as long as he is a person, he can see that Yang Qing has reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up, maybe any person who goes up can kill him.

Seeing this scene, it was shocking, and Lin Dahai was so excited that he almost wanted to shout.

Gao Xiucai and Crazy Tiger next to him cast uncertain glances, and Lin Dahai nodded heavily.

And Lin Dongxing, who was in the seat, his fists were already clenched tightly, and a monstrous wave rose in his heart: "I can't imagine that this kid has actually comprehended the realm of sword cultivators, sword intent!"

At this moment, he was already regretting it in his heart, if he didn't target him at first, but let his grandson befriend him.

Then his grandson will not have his arm cut off, let alone form a grudge against this demon who has not come out for thousands of years, and may bring endless benefits to the family.

Such a demon, if he can grow up, must be an earth-shattering master.

"The feud has been settled, and it is useless to regret it, so you can only kill him before he has fully grown up!"

Lin Dongxing was at this moment, and he gave an order that would cause him and even the entire family to suffer a devastating blow in the future, which was a later topic and would not be expressed for the time being.

On the elder's platform, Ou Meige's eyes were wider than a bull's eye, and his expression was very surprised: "I didn't expect you to comprehend the sword intent, and you are really more evil than me!"

On the stage, Lin Wei's face was pale, looking at all this in disbelief, Yang Qing actually killed Zhong Chuxiong, who was practicing the sixth layer of the physical realm and had comprehended the sword momentum, who else could stop him?

Lin Wu of the 29th group was the same, looking at Yang Qing who was crumbling in the ring, his heart became more and more frightened, and then he laughed hideously.

"What about the demons, what about the invincible, today you must die. ”

He glanced at the person around him, and the man understood, and jumped directly into the ring.

"The twenty-ninth group of Fu Shan challenges the ninth group of Yang Qing!"

Fu Shan, who jumped into the ring, a sneer flashed on his face, and the cultivation of the fourth layer of the cultivation realm exploded, and he stabbed Yang Qing directly with a sword.

Seeing this, the people in the martial arts cultivation field all sighed, revealing disdain.

Everyone knows that Yang Qing has now reached the point of exhaustion, maybe any person can kill him, Fu Shan went up to challenge at this time, this is a naked danger of taking advantage of others, not a gentleman's doing.

Zhao Zhenglong picked up the heavy sword and waved it a few times, and scolded loudly: "Your uncle, your grandson is really not a thing, and Lao Tzu will split you later!"

Hua Manlou and Zheng Sangou were also full of anger, looking at Fu Shan in the ring, they both wanted to dismantle him.

But it was too late, Fu Shan had already taken out his sword against Yang Qing, and Xiu Wei broke out without hesitation.

He was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he took advantage of Yang Qing's weak state at the moment, so he wanted his life, and at other times, he gave him a hundred dares, and he didn't dare to provoke Yang Qing.

In the ring, Yang Qing laughed wildly, covered in blood, and his cloak was like a demon king, ignoring the long sword stabbed by Fu Shan.

In everyone's sight, Fu Shan's sword speed seemed to slow down, and Yang Qing was standing there, his figure alone.

Die!

Fu Shan's face was hideous, and the long sword instantly stabbed Yang Qing's chest, the sword body was halfway inserted, and the tip of the sword came out on his back, splashing a large amount of blood.

However, the screams in anticipation did not come out, looking at Fu Shan in front of him, Yang Qing showed an inhuman smile, and the corners of his mouth were constantly dripping with blood.

"The rotten ship also has three nails, even if I reach the point of exhaustion, I can cut as many as you come. ”

"The most pitiful thing is that people like you, who love to be in the limelight, but you don't know that you are being used as a gunman. ”

"In that case, then prepare for death!"

Yang Qing's broken sword slashed from the bottom to the top, bringing up an afterimage, the sword intent flowed, and he cut off the long sword that pierced into his body.

How could this be ......!

Fu Shan's face showed fear, holding the remaining half of the sword in his hand and retreating, he smelled death.

Yang Qing was covered in blood, barely standing firmly, and on his chest, a section of the sword body passed back and forth, and the blood continued to drip down the ring, staining a large area red, looking extremely miserable.

Seeing Yang Qing's appearance, Fu Shan suppressed the fear in his heart and sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost, and let you fulfill my prestige today!"

As the words fell, his figure jumped high, and the half of the long sword in his hand slashed at Yang Qing's head.

Everyone exclaimed, if Yang Qing didn't dodge, I was afraid that he would be directly split in half.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhenglong and Hua Manlou on the stage almost couldn't help but rush into the ring.

However, in the next second, they forcibly stopped.

In the ring, Yang Qing's expression was calm and calm.

It's just that his body was surrounded by countless sword qi, and a roulette wheel suddenly rose.

The sword is invincible!

Chop!

Yang Qing snorted softly, stood in the center, the roulette wheel carrying his body, and rushed towards Fu Shan with an indomitable momentum.

The reincarnation release of sword momentum and sword intent made this space almost fixed, and a layer of inexplicable energy inside flowed with traces visible to the naked eye.

Fu Shan's figure was also frozen at the moment of jumping, and the half-cut long sword in his hand slashed towards Yang Qing, but it was like the end of the world, as if a big world had fallen out in the middle.

He maintained this position, and although his whole body could not move, there was endless fear in his eyes.

Silently, a roulette wheel full of sword qi emitted a dazzling light, blasting Fu Shan's entire body, along with the half-broken long sword in his hand, into nothingness.

The sword light disappeared, the light in the sky receded, and only Yang Qing, who was half-kneeling on the ground, was left in the ring, and a broken sword stained with blood was stuck on the ground.

Everyone in the audience opened their mouths wide, looking at the figure in the ring, and there was a touch of fear in their hearts.

Kill one by one, and no one knows where his limit is! All of a sudden, no one will come to the stage to die.

Zhong Chuxiong, who practiced the sixth layer of the physical realm, was beheaded, and if Yang Qing still had the strength to spare, whoever went up would be a sword matter.

Everyone wants to be a hero, but at the same time, everyone is afraid of death, and when the threat of death is in front of them, everyone begins to hesitate.

Yang Qing staggered and stood up straight, his eyes looked around, and suddenly he raised his head to the sky and roared, and his voice almost pierced the sky.

"Who else dares to fight with me!!"