In the eyes of the bystanders, Qi Yu was still like a headless fly, surrounded by three swordsmen, advancing and retreating, forced to fight, but trapped and unable to fight!

Fei Zheng also thought so, his eyes flashed with pride, and seeing that the three swordsmen had already understood their intentions, they stopped commanding to show absolute fairness.

However, no one noticed that the rhythm in the field seemed to remain the same, but in fact, the strength and speed of Qi Yu's shot had slowed down invisibly!

Qi Yu secretly operated his internal strength, exhaled his breath, and shot at a specific frequency.

Since the goal of the three swordsmen on the opposite side was only to harass and not dare to attack, Qi Yu was naturally happy to relax, and he deliberately gradually lightened the intensity of his shots, while recovering his physical strength, and at the same time letting the three swordsmen on the opposite side adapt to this kind of boring and boring battle with the same rhythm.

In this process, Qi Yu deliberately pretended to be more and more tired, and confused everyone with the "vanity" of his steps, and glanced at Fei Ji from the corner of his eye, seeing that his eyes were full of confidence, he knew that this gentleman did not discover his intentions.

Fei Zheng was careless!

Fei Zheng's performance made Qi Yu more sure of Fei Zheng's intention that he would not play for the time being.

The onlookers outside the stadium began to boo Qi Yu continuously and applaud Fei Zheng's side, while those spectators who had previously bought Qi Yu to win were angry and urged Qi Yu to work harder!

Long Yangjun is not so anxious at the moment, in his opinion, as long as Qi Yu is not injured, it is easy to say anything, and now this kind of play, it is difficult for Qi Yu to get injured even if he wants to.

As for whether Qi Yu would lose to the three swordsmen or Fei Zheng, Long Yangjun didn't care too much, after all, for him, Qi Yu won, it means that Qi people won Wei people, Long Yangjun naturally has nothing to be excited about, Qi Yu lost, Fan Xu's old boy was proud, and Long Yangjun would not be so happy.

On the contrary, Jiao Xu on the side felt sorry for Qi Yu, as a first-class swordsman, he naturally could see that the methods on the other side were too despicable.

Fan Zheng secretly gave Fei Zheng a look, signaling that since he had the upper hand, Qi Yu was exhausted, it was time to stop and let Fei Zheng play in person, Fei Zheng nodded, and was about to intervene in the competition in the arena with a high-profile statement with the awe-inspiring and righteous attitude of the victor, but suddenly heard a piercing sound, and then a large number of exclamations and screams came from the crowd.

Fei Zheng's face changed, and he turned his head to look at the field, but saw that the situation had changed drastically!

It turned out that the eye contact between Fan Xuan and Fei Zheng had already fallen into the eyes of Qi Yu, who was secretly observing, and he immediately seized this fleeting opportunity.

At this time, the three swordsmen on the opposite side saw that Qi Yu's shots were getting weaker and weaker, and they gradually gained courage, and one of the swordsmen tentatively got closer and stabbed at Qi Yu's vital point.

This move hit the nail on the head, Qi Yu hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing Sen Bai's teeth, and suddenly accelerated to raise his left-handed heavy sword, and at the same time used his internal strength and body forging technique, and slashed at the opponent's blade gap with a thousand powers.

The swords of the three swordsmen are nothing more than ordinary bronze swords, how can they match Qi Yu's heavy sword cast in dark iron, in the previous fierce confrontation, the swords of the three swordsmen have already been swept over by Qi Yu's heavy sword slashing blade, and there are gaps everywhere!

This made the swordsman unexpected, he didn't expect Qi Yu, who was still weak just now, to suddenly burst out with such speed and strength, and the two swordsmen behind Qi Yu were also shocked by Qi Yu's sudden burst of speed, and they didn't have time to come forward to save him for a while!

The sudden acceleration of the rhythm made the combined attack array, which had been maintained for a long time, instantly cracked!

The sharp pain in his hand made the swordsman realize that something was wrong, but it was too late, the sound of metal breaking "buzzed" in his ears, and when the swordsman reacted, he saw that the blood in his hand flowed, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and the long sword in his hand was only half cut off!

Uncontrollable screams rang out from the crowd, and the half-cut blade that had been slashed by Qi Yu with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai was spinning and flying towards the onlookers at an alarming speed--

The first target is Fei Zheng, who has not yet realized the danger coming!

When Fei Zheng was startled by the screams and turned his head suddenly, he saw a cold star in front of him suddenly magnify, and his face couldn't help but change drastically!

That cold star flew straight towards Fei Zheng's throat!

In a hurry, Fei Zheng didn't even have time to draw his sword, so he could only try his best to turn his body to the side, trying to dodge this sudden fatal blow!

A chill flashed around his neck, Fei Zheng covered his neck violently, with a terrifying expression on his face, his legs weakened, and he threw himself on the ground.

The scream escalated again, and the blade flew past the side of Fei Zheng's neck, the angle shifted, and the speed only decreased slightly, and flew in the direction of the crowd.

The crowd behind Fei Zheng who was watching the excitement saw the blades flying in, and they had already fallen into the embarrassment of pushing each other and staggering.

At a time when onlookers are taking care of themselves, the changes in the field are even more striking.

After Qi Yu slammed the long sword, he no longer paid attention to the swordsman who had lost his blade in front of him, and turned around negligently, throwing the flying star sword in his right hand with the technique of firing a flying knife.

The brilliant streamer pierces the air!

Instantly nailed to the eyebrows of one of the swordsmen, who had not had time to react.

Qi Yu rushed out like a tiger, and before the swordsman fell, he pulled out the Flying Star Sword and wiped the neck of the other swordsman.

The swordsman only had time to raise the sword in his hand by half an inch, and then rushed to the Yellow Spring with his companion.

The cold flashed.

Two bodies collapsed with a bang.

Qi Yu didn't sweep his eyes, he turned around again without stopping, and his two swords came out, rushing towards the last swordsman.

The swordsman held the broken sword in his hand, donated blood, and watched Qi Yu's death-like tall body get closer and closer, and finally collapsed, his legs were weak, and he fell to his knees on the ground, and Qi Yu, who was rushed to the head of a sword owl!

When the three corpses pounced on the ground one after another, Fan Zheng just had time to shout angrily, and Fei Zheng had just grabbed his neck and pounced on the ground, and the half of the sword blade flew to the crowd.

The screams have reached their peak, almost tearing off the roof!

Qi Yu's face remained unchanged, his wrist flicked, and he decisively threw out a Qi country sword coin called "Qi Dadao" by the people of the Six Kingdoms.

The "Qi Dadao" came first at the speed of a meteor catching the moon, and before the blade flew into the crowd, it hit the tail end of the blade, making a crisp sound of "ding", and both fell in front of the terrified crowd with earth-colored faces.