Zhang Xiaowen was lying on the ring, looking at Yu Qing's lips, his heart sighed: Did he really dare to kill himself in front of so many people? But when he saw Yu Qing's fist hit his head, Zhang Xiaowen subconsciously closed his eyes, and his heart was full of unwillingness!
Tu Shitou under the stage was talking with Yan Yan, and seeing Yu Qing hit Zhang Xiaowen cruelly without warning, the two jumped up in shock, Tu Shitou shouted, "Stop!" rushed towards him like flying. With Zhang Xiaowen, how can he quickly pass Yu Qing, who is close at hand, no matter how fast he is
At the same time, several people in the VIP table stood up abruptly, and Wangchen, who was usually slow, jumped up, only a few steps away from the ring, but he could only watch Yu Qing punch him. To Zhang Xiaowen's head!
Zhang Xiaowen's closed eyes have not been opened, he is waiting for Yu Qing to drop the punch. But he didn't wait for Yu Qing's fist, he only felt a gust of Feng Cong blowing in front of him, and then he heard the exclamation of everyone in the audience: "That! What is it?"
Zhang Xiaowen with his eyes closed was a little curious, so he opened his eyes, endured the pain from his chest, sat up, and then was shocked: "Is that his own sword?"
Zhang Xiaowen saw that his sword was constantly attacking Yu Qing, from left to right, his path was weird and extremely fast!
Wang Chen wanted to take the stage to stop Yu Qing, but he didn't expect a sword to suddenly pass through and block in front of Zhang Xiaowen. Not only did he stop Yu Qing, but he also began to counterattack him. While Wangchen breathed a sigh of relief, his doubts increased greatly: "This, is it the legendary swordsmanship?"
Tu Shitou and Yan Yan were also stunned: How could Zhang Xiaowen's sword meet the enemy by itself
The man in gold standing beside the VIP table no longer cared about his identity as a deacon, and pointed to the sword on the ring and shouted, "This is the sword of the soil master. I tested it at the banquet last night, although I didn’t draw it. Come out, but I’m sure it’s the sword!"
As soon as these words came out, let alone the people under the ring, even the people in the VIP table could not sit still: Tu Xiaowen's own sword was constantly attacking Yu Qing, but Tu Xiaowen was sitting there! This shows what? The idiot also thought of it-Yu Jianshu!
Before that, the slightly older cultivator was so excited that he saw the phoenix of the Turkish Revolution.
Now, he was sitting in his own position with wide eyes but motionless: "I'm not dreaming, am I? The legendary swordsmanship actually exists?"
Wu Liucai also opened his mouth wide, and kept shaking his head: "I didn't guess wrong, this kid is not an ordinary person, he is not an ordinary person!"
Li Wen sat aside, flushed, and thought: Humph! One day, I will beat you!
Qian Ji had already stood up, but after seeing this scene, he sat down on a chair again, and muttered: "Impossible, this is impossible. The master once said that he can control the dead, half Shengya! How could this Tu Xiaowen be a semi-sage master?"
Zhang Xiaowen sat on the spot without knowing it, watching his sword hit Yu Qing and could only dodge up and down. He didn't know what to do, and had to wait for the sword to defeat Yu Qing. But the more he sat still, the more people in the audience believed that the sword was in his control. When people saw Yu Qing being beaten by the sword, they all blushed with excitement and speculated about Zhang. With Xiaowen's strength, the older cultivator said decisively: "Guess what, guess! It must be a master of the semi-sage realm!"
Listening to the people in the audience, Yu Qing felt aggrieved in her heart. This Xiaowen looked mediocre, so how could he be able to master swordsmanship? The sword's attack is sharp and well-organized, and he can't fight back! If it is used by an individual, I am afraid that such a short distance would have been destroyed by my own spell, but Zhang Xiaowen was more than ten meters away from him, and he was chased by a sword and couldn't pull himself away. Sooner or later, he would be injured by the sword. , Do you still need to fight
The more Yu Qing thought about it, the more unwilling he was. The bureau carefully arranged by the leader was so disturbed by this wild boy, he was scolded, why would he still get in the teaching in the future? Anyhow, he is also the youngest elder in the church!
Thinking of this, Yu Qing yelled: "Exit!" As he shouted, black mist began to appear around him. These mists were like demons, covering the sword with teeth and claws, and then again. There is a new black mist floating towards Zhang Xiaowen!
Zhang Xiaowen was about to dodge, and he was wrapped in the mist and pierced the sword with a thud, and then attacked Yu Qing again. When Yu Qing saw it, he hurryed.
I control the mist and want to trap the sword again.
As the black mist continued to increase, Yu Qing was completely enveloped in the black mist. He couldn't see the person's appearance, but could only roughly see the outline of the individual. The sword could pierce into the black mist every time, but Yu Qing didn't see any injuries. Instead, the black mist gradually formed his hands and feet, as if he had become a person, constantly trying to grab the sword.
Watching the black mist growing on Yu Qing's body, Wangchen narrowed his eyes and felt a little anxious: This black mist does not look simple, it does not look like a normal spell, this Yu Qing is definitely not an ordinary person!
At this time, the black mist around Yu Qing became more and more powerful, and it seemed that he was no longer under his control, and a faint black mist drifted towards the ring. A young cultivator next to the ring was watching the competition on the ring with gusto. He didn't know that the black mist had slowly approached him. The black mist was like a beast that found its prey. Entering the nostrils of the young cultivator, immediately afterwards, the young cultivator turned into a corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his expression of horror seemed to be visible on his dry face!
After sucking up the cultivator, the black mist flew out from the dead person's nostrils again, and it seemed to become much stronger. The panic spread in an instant, and people rushed back to avoid being caught by the black mist. Although several capable people are calm and calm on the surface, there is also a hint of chill in their hearts: what is this black mist! How could it be so powerful
Wangchen immediately shouted after seeing the cultivator who had been sucked up by the black mist: "Everyone, I see that Yu Qingding has practiced some evil method. It is no longer considered as our cultivator. Don’t worry. This demon!" After speaking, he jumped to the ring.
Upon seeing this, Qian Ji also responded: "I'll help seniors!" Said that the whole individual jumped up, with his toes on the back of the chair, and then drew a beautiful arc, which happened to land on the ring.
At this time, some famous people in the rivers and lakes were unwilling to lag behind, and they took up weapons and rushed into the ring, the ring suddenly seemed much crowded.
When Yu Qing saw everyone surrounding him, he didn't worry but laughed: "Ignorant people, you will all die today! You all have to die!"
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