Stab! ! Thunder Snake broke away from Qin Ming, ran wildly, and hit Fan Xin's swordsmanship before Qin Ming. It is extremely fast and cannot be avoided.
An explosion resounded throughout the martial arts field.
The thunder snake exploded to pieces on the spot, breaking open the white light and frightening Fan Xin away. The electric light flying out of control almost drowned Fan Xin.
Fan Xin looked solemn and retreated.
However, Qin Ming knocked away the chaotic thunder and lightning group and rushed towards him quickly.
Clang, clang, clang!
The fierce collision started again, and Qin Ming turned the tide of the battle forcefully. His whole body was covered with thunder and lightning, and the electric light filled the Dayan Ancient Sword. The power of the sword became more and more violent, almost suppressing Fan Xin and retreating continuously.
The atmosphere in the audience was once again heated, with many people shouting that it was wonderful.
The leader of the Qingyun Sect also secretly changed his expression. Is this really Qin Ming
Helian Zhong and the other five elders were all in disbelief. Facing the compliments from the elders of other sects around them, they could only smile back in embarrassment.
"Fan Xin, get rid of him and don't get entangled with him." The female disciples of Baihua Sect were anxious for Fan Xin and their hands were sweating.
Yao'er looked at Qin Ming on the martial arts platform with great interest. This scene surprised her again.
The top disciples of each sect exchanged glances and saw each other's surprise.
"You are a big man entangled with a little woman, you have a sense of accomplishment? Get out of here!!" Fan Xin screamed, his offensive suddenly sharp, he forced Qin Ming away, and the breeze started to rise all over his body, supporting her to rush high into the sky.
However…
"Mountains and rivers, heavy sword!" Qin Ming stomped into the air, and the power of the sword suddenly became heavy. A majestic sword power, real and strong, excited the martial arts platform with the ancient sword as the center. Many people felt the weight and severity, and subconsciously stepped back.
Fan Xin was forced back to the ground, her steps staggered, and her beauty turned pale. Just as she was about to fight back, Qin Ming's Dayan Ancient Sword had already landed between her eyebrows. Qin Ming's aura was as sharp as the edge of a sword, and his eyes were even sharper: "Admit defeat? Or should I?" continue?"
The fierce battle came to an abrupt end!
From hot to still, many people are not used to it.
Fanxin stood there, the silver sword had been raised in the air, and he was about to use a stronger sword skill, but... there was no chance.
She was startled, and subconsciously raised the sword again.
Qin Ming sent the sword forward, and the cold tip touched her eyebrows. "Don't move, I will really hurt you."
The disciples of Baihua Sect covered their mouths and looked at the stage in disbelief. Fan Xin was defeated
The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were even more incredible. He had won again? He actually won again!
Qin Ming's sword pointed at Fan Xin's eyebrows and asked again: "Continue?"
Fanxin's mouth tightened, her eyes turned red, and tears fell down on the spot. She looked at Qin Ming with tears in her eyes, as if she was unwilling to do so. "I haven't used my full strength yet."
Qin Ming's strong momentum collapsed on the spot, and he couldn't laugh or cry. What was this
"You stand back, and we'll come again." Fan Xin held his tongue, I can obviously still fight, but it's over like this? no.
"Sorry, it's really boring to fight you." Qin Ming had a straight face and stabbed forward with the tip of his sword again.
"You... hateful!!"
Qin Ming shrugged, it didn't matter.
"Junior Sister Fanxin." The disciples of Baihua Sect hurriedly came on stage, hugged Fanxin and left the martial arts stage. Before going down, they all gave Qin Ming a "vicious" look. They didn't know how to show mercy to women.
The whole place was in a sensation and the crowd was excited. There is nothing more exciting than a 'reversal'. Qin Ming once again surprised them with swordsmanship and thunder and lightning martial arts, allowing them to see a more real and comprehensive Qin Ming, who won beautifully and fought wonderfully.
It was incredible that an eighth-level disciple could perform like this at a tea party of eight sects filled with geniuses.
It's just that it's not over yet, and it ends too suddenly.
However, the disciples of various sects are doubting whether Qin Ming is the eighth heaven.
"Sect Master Li, this is a good seedling, very good." The old city master smiled and nodded.
However, the leader of the Blood Evil Sect deliberately asked: "Qin Ming is really a servant of your sect? Why should such a disciple be a servant? If you are not interested, send him to our sect and I will give you ten servants in exchange for him."
The leader of the Qingyun Sect chuckled and said nothing, not knowing what to say. He wondered where this sword came from? Where did this set of swordsmanship come from? It is certain that he is not from Qingyun Sect.
"I declare the winner..." Just as the general was about to declare victory, Qin Ming suddenly raised his voice and asked for battle again: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, please fight Tuling Sect!"
"What do you want to do?" The general looked at Qin Ming, not satisfied
"I want to be in the top ten." Qin Ming directly stated that since he was here to make a name for himself, he would do something crazy.
His voice clearly spread to the eight sect disciples and also to the disciples in the stands.
Thousands of people looked at each other in shock. Isn't it enough to win the heart? After all, you are an eighth-level person. You are already very good at reaching this point. Do you want to continue
"Qin Ming, you're going too far!" Fan Xin was so angry. What did you mean? Just a warm-up sparring session with me? The main drama is Tu Ling Sect
The other female disciples of Baihua Sect were also angry, it was too much!
Li Nian's eyes twitched in the audience. I lost to Fan Xin yesterday. Are you using Fan Xin to warm up today? Doesn't this indirectly humiliate me
Tieshanhe stared slightly, is this the madness you called last night
"Qin Ming, are you really competing with our Tu Ling Sect?" Yang Yi of Tu Ling Sect's face darkened.
"Sparring and fighting, I don't have any hatred. I just want to have a good fight. Which of you is interested?" Qin Ming was unmoved.
"I'll take the fight." A Tuling Sect disciple strode onto the stage.
"another one!"
The disciples from all the sects in the audience were all moved. Come again? What do you mean, you still want to fight against two
"What on earth do you want to do?" The general was dissatisfied. I am in charge of my martial arts performance stage. How can I allow you to destroy it one after another
"I will fight one against two. If I win, I will be in the top ten. If I lose, I will officially quit." Qin Ming walked towards the main stage and told the eight sect leaders there.
None of the eight sect leaders expressed their opinions, they just sat on the main stage and looked at Qin Ming silently.
One against two
There was no such precedent in the Bazong Tea Party.
Moreover, Qin Ming had just defeated Fan Xin, and now he wanted to challenge two disciples
It's one thing to fight one after another, but it's another thing to directly challenge two.
Do you, Qin Ming, really want to give it a try, or do you look down on the disciples of the Eight Sects
"The Tuling Sect accepts the challenge!" The leader of the Tuling Sect was the first to express his stance. People were already knocking on the door, so what reason was there to retreat
The leader of the Blood Evil Sect suddenly smiled: "This guy has a ruthless spirit, I like him."
"Since he wants to challenge, let him do it." The heads of various sects expressed their opinions one after another and acquiesced to Qin Ming's request. If he really wins, he is fully qualified to enter the top ten. But, can you do it
Yang Yi frowned at Qin Ming and motioned for the disciples beside him to come forward: "Qin Ming, if you can really defeat two disciples of our sect in a row, we will openly admit defeat. The grudges between you and me will be wiped out, and we will never settle the score afterwards."
"Tulin Sect, Guo Shantong! Martial Arts, Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist!"
"Tulin Sect, Xia Xingluo! Martial Arts, Overlord Axe!"
Two Tuling Sect disciples stood on the martial arts stage. They were strong, tall and powerful, giving people a strong aura to suppress them.
One person is wearing dark iron gauntlets, which are armed from the fists to both arms, shining with black metallic luster; the other person is carrying a giant axe, the ax handle is two meters long, the ax head is half a meter long, and the sharp edge makes people shudder.
Both of them were fierce generals of the Tu Ling Sect, and they voluntarily reported martial arts.
If both of them could not defeat Qin Ming together, they were willing to admit defeat.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, where did Qin Ming come from? Regardless of whether he can win or not, his courage is admirable.
The disciples of the Eight Sects looked at the martial arts field seriously. This battle deserves attention.
Qin Ming pulled open his shirt, revealing his strong muscles. He slowly spread his legs, pressed with his left hand, and raised his right hand horizontally forward. The standard Vajra Jin starting position: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, martial arts, Vajra Jin, Shura Resentment" !”
Shura resentment
The Qingyun Sect team is strange, where did the martial arts come from? Never heard of it.
Lingxue's willow eyebrows are lightly clustered. Could it be the guidance given to Qin Ming by the remnant soul
"Tu Lingzong, Guo Shantong (Xia Xingluo), please fight!!" The two strong men roared loudly, the sound was like thunder, roaring the whole place, a strong wave of air aroused in their whole bodies, their long hair danced wildly, and they were full of momentum. Vigorous.
"I will win today. Unless one person falls, the battle will continue." Qin Ming's muscles tightened, and hot power surged through the joints throughout his body.
The auras of the three people continued to rise, and invisible waves of energy filled the martial arts field.
Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo's bodies were covered with veins, they gritted their teeth and frowned, as if they were crazy.
Qin Ming's skin was slightly red, steaming with heat, and a violent force was boiling in his body.
"Fight!" The three of them roared in unison, charging quickly and colliding in a straight line from three directions.
"Wow!!" The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly became heated, like a gate opening to release floods, causing a sensation in the martial arts field and resounding throughout the sky. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.