Stab it! ! Thunder Snake broke away from Qin Ming, ran wildly, and slammed into Fan Xin's swordsmanship before Qin Ming. It's so fast, it's unavoidable.
A loud bang resounded throughout the martial field.
The Thunder Snake blew up on the spot, forcefully bursting the white light, which even frightened Fan Xin, and the uncontrolled electric light almost drowned Fan Xin.
Fan Xin looked dignified and retreated again and again.
Qin Ming smashed through the chaotic group of thunder and lightning, and quickly killed them.
clang clang clang!
The fierce collision started again, Qin Ming turned the tide of the battle forcefully, his whole body was covered with lightning, and the lightning light gathered the Dayan ancient sword, the sword became more and more violent, almost pressing Fan Xin back again and again.
The atmosphere of the audience was hot again, and many people chanted wonderfully.
The patriarch of Qingyun Sect secretly changed color. Is this really Qin Ming
The five elders including He Lianzhong couldn't believe it. Facing the compliments from the other elders around them, they could only smile in embarrassment.
"Fan Xin, get rid of him, don't get entangled with him." The female disciples of Baihua Sect were anxious for Fan Xin, sweating in their hands.
Yao'er looked at Qin Ming on the martial stage with great interest, and this scene surprised her again.
The top descendants of each sect exchanged glances, and they all saw each other's surprise.
"You're a big man pestering a little woman, and you feel very fulfilled? Let's go!!" Fan Xin scolded, the offensive was suddenly sharp, and he forcibly shook Qin Ming away.
However…
"Mountains and rivers, heavy sword!" Qin Ming stomped into the air, the sword was suddenly heavy, a majestic sword power, real and strong, with the ancient sword as the center excited the martial arts platform, overwhelming Fanxin, and even more so that the audience around the stand Many people felt the heaviness and sharpness, and retreated subconsciously.
Fan Xin was forced back to the ground, staggered, her face paled, and she was about to fight back when Qin Ming's ancient Dayan sword fell between her eyebrows. continue?"
The fierce battle came to an abrupt end!
From hot to static, many people are not used to it.
Fan Xin stood where he was, the silver sword was already in the air, and he was about to use stronger sword skills, but... there was no chance.
She was startled, subconsciously wanting to raise the sword again.
As soon as Qin Ming sent the sword, the cold tip of the sword touched her forehead. "Don't move, I will really hurt you."
The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect covered their mouths and looked at the stage in disbelief. Fanxin lost
The disciples of Qingyun Sect were even more unbelievable. He won again? He actually won again!
Qin Ming's sword pointed at Fan Xin's eyebrows, and asked again: "Continue?"
Fan Xin's small mouth shrunk, her eyes turned red, and tears came down on the spot. She looked at Qin Ming tearfully, as if she was very unwilling. "I haven't tried my best yet."
Qin Ming's mighty aura collapsed on the spot, and he couldn't laugh or cry, what's the matter
"Back back, let's come again." Fan Xin held her mouth shut, I can still fight, so it's over? no.
"I'm sorry, it's really boring to fight with you." Qin Ming put on a straight face, and stabbed forward again with the tip of his sword.
"You... Damn!!"
Qin Ming shrugged, it doesn't matter.
"Junior Sister Fanxin." The disciples of Baihua Sect hurried up to the stage, took Fanxin and left the martial stage. Before going down, they all gave Qin Ming a 'sinister' look.
There was a sensation in the audience, and there was nothing more exciting than a 'reversal'. Qin Ming surprised them again, with swordsmanship and thunder and lightning martial arts, allowing them to see a more real and comprehensive Qin Ming, winning beautifully and fighting wonderfully.
At the Eight Sect Tea Party, which is full of geniuses, it is unbelievable for a disciple of the Eight Heavens to perform like this.
It's just that the meaning is still unfinished, and the end is too sudden.
The disciples of various sects are wondering whether Qin Ming is the Eight Heavens or not.
"Sect Master Li, this is a good seedling, very good." The old city master smiled and nodded.
The head of the Blood Evil Sect deliberately asked, "Qin Ming is really a servant of your sect? Why is such a disciple a servant? If you don't care, send it to our sect. I will give you ten servants for replacement."
The master of Qingyun Sect chuckled, didn't speak, and didn't know what to say. He wondered where the sword came from? Where did this set of sword techniques come from? It is certain that it is not from Qingyun Sect.
"I declare, the winner..." The general was about to announce the victory, when Qin Ming suddenly raised his voice and asked to fight again: "Qing Yunzong, Qin Ming, please fight the Earth Spirit Sect!"
"What do you want to do?" The general looked at Qin Ming, didn't he enjoy the fight
"I want to be in the top ten." Qin Ming directly pointed out that since he came to make a name for himself, he should do something crazy.
His voice clearly spread to the disciples of the Eight Sects, and also to the disciples in the stands.
Thousands of people looked at each other in blank dismay. Wasn't it enough to win Fanxin? After all, you are an eighth heaven. It is already very good to be able to go so far. Do you want to continue
"Qin Ming, you're bullying too much!" Fan was furious, what do you mean? Just warming up with me? The main show is the Earth Spirit Sect
The other female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect were also angry, it was too much!
The corners of Li Nian's eyes twitched in the audience, I was defeated by Fan Xin yesterday, you are warming up with Fan Xin today? Isn't this indirectly humiliating me
Tieshanhe stared slightly, is this the madness you mentioned last night
"Qin Ming, are you really competing with our Earth Spirit Sect?" Yang Yi of the Earth Spirit Sect's face darkened slightly.
"Competition and martial arts, there is no hatred, I just want to have a good fight. Which of you is interested?" Qin Ming was unmoved.
"I accept the battle." A disciple of the Earth Spirit Sect strode onto the stage.
"another one!"
The disciples of all sects in the audience were all moved, come again? What do you mean, you still want to pick two
"What on earth do you want to do?" The general is dissatisfied, my martial art platform, I'm in charge, I don't allow you to destroy it one after another.
"I want to fight two against one. If I win, I will enter the top ten. If I lose, I will officially withdraw." Qin Ming turned to the main stage and told the eight suzerains there.
None of the eight suzerains made a statement, they just sat on the main stage and looked at Qin Ming silently.
One against two
There is no such precedent in the Bazong tea party.
And Qin Ming just defeated Fan Xin, and then he wants to challenge the two disciples
It's one thing to hit one and then fight another, but it's another to directly challenge two.
Do you, Qin Ming, really want to fight hard, or do you look down on the disciples of the Eight Schools
"Earth Spirit Sect accepts the challenge!" The lord of the Earth Spirit Sect was the first to express his opinion. They have already hit the door, so there is no reason to back down.
The lord of the Blood Evil Sect suddenly smiled: "This kid is ruthless, I like it."
"Since he wants to challenge, let him do it." The suzerains expressed their opinions one after another, acquiescing 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 signaled the disciples around him to come on stage: "Qin Ming, if you can defeat the two disciples of our sect in a row, we will publicly admit defeat, and the grievances between you and me will be wiped out, and we will never turn over the account afterwards."
"Earth Spirit Sect, Guo Shantong! Martial arts, Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist!"
"Earth Spirit Sect, Xia Xingluo! Martial arts, Overlord Axe!"
The two disciples of the Earth Spirit Sect stood on the Martial Arts Stage. They were strong, tall and mighty, giving off a strong aura.
One person was wearing a black iron glove, from the fist to the arms, shining black metallic luster; the other was carrying a huge axe, the handle of which was two meters long, and the ax head was half a meter long.
Both of them are fierce generals of the Earth Spirit Sect, and they voluntarily reported their martial arts.
If the two cannot defeat Qin Ming together, they are willing to admit defeat.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, what is the origin of Qin Ming? Regardless of whether he can win or not, this courage is admirable.
The disciples of the eight sects watched the martial field seriously. This battle deserves attention.
Qin Ming tore off his shirt, exposing his strong and muscular muscles, slowly opened his legs, pressed with his left hand, and raised his right hand forward, in a standard Vajra Strength gesture: "Qingyunzong, Qin Ming, martial arts, Vajra Strength, Shura Resentment !"
Shura resentment
Qing Yunzong's team is strange, where did they get their martial arts? Never heard of it.
Ling Xue's brows were lightly clustered, could it be that remnant soul gave Qin Ming guidance
"Earth Spirit Sect, Guo Shantong (Xia Xingluo), please fight!!" The two strong men roared loudly, their voices were like thunder, and roared through the audience. Intense waves of energy arose from their bodies, their long hair danced wildly, and their momentum Vigorous.
"I will win today. Unless one person falls, the battle will continue." Qin Ming's muscles tensed up, and hot strength surged through his joints.
The popularity of the three continued to rise, and an invisible wave of energy pervaded the martial field.
Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo had veins all over their bodies, they gritted their teeth and frowned, looking like they were crazy.
The skin of Qin Ming's whole body was slightly red, steaming with heat, and a violent force boiled in his body.
"Fight!" The three of them roared in unison, rushing forward, colliding in a straight line in three directions.
"Wow!!" The atmosphere in the audience suddenly became hot, as if a gate had been opened to release a flood, causing a sensation in the martial field and resounding through the sky.