Disciple, you are not really invincible, there is still your wife in this world

Chapter [-]: Killed with Two Knives

On the stage, Qin Yang's sword was gathering strength.

Wu Jiangbian and Ling Miao parked their cars and rushed over, both of them looking at Qin Yang on the ring.

Wu Jiangbian asked hurriedly: "Team leader, why did Mr. Qin challenge him to a duel?"

Jiang Chen sighed: "Qin Yang is too confident and has to deal with Zong Tieyi alone."

Wei Wanlai said in a deep voice: "I don't know where Qin Yang's confidence comes from, but I see that the knife in his hand seems to be a little different..."

Shao Hongying said: "It's just a knife of average quality, what use can it be?"

Wei Wanlai shook his head, turned around and asked, "Did Captain Wu meet Qin Yang just after he went out?"

Wu Jiangbian nodded: "That's right, I was attacked by the Horn Guardian. Mr. Qin suddenly appeared and beat the Horn Guardian half to death with one move..."

Ling Miao looked at it quietly for a while and said, "If anything happens to Qin Yang, I will ask my master to take revenge on the Zhao family."

Wei Wanlai and others raised their eyebrows, and then all looked at Qin Yang. If the Living King of Hell didn't come back, his disciples would be abducted.

Luo Qingying and others all stared with bated breath. Whether their crisis could be resolved depended on whether Qin Yang could deal with Zong Tieyi and suppress Zhao Fenghe of the Zhao family.

Zhao Chenyi looked at Qin Yang with hatred and said with hatred: "Qin...I will cut him into pieces!"

Hou Yuquan's eyes were also cold and full of resentment. He also looked forward to the dismemberment of this young man who had caused him great loss and humiliation.

Zhao Fenghe didn't say much, he just looked at Qin Yang with a look full of solemnity.

Ning Lao, Fang Mingzhi and others were afraid and hated, but they did not dare to say any unnecessary words.

...

on the ring.

Qin Yang's sword power was accumulated in his right arm, and Zong Tie, who was using his full strength to move Tiebu Shirt, slightly trembled his brows and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

"How is it possible...could this kid really be able to break my iron cloth shirt with one knife?"

As soon as Zong Tie felt that he had been locked by a terrifying energy, the kind of pressure rushing towards his face was something he had never experienced before.

"call--"

Qin Yang slowly exhaled, and then, he shouted lowly, and all the gathered sword power merged into the long sword in his hand!

"cut!"

With a loud shout, Qin Yang swung his knife roughly.

Boom!

Suddenly, the terrifying Dao Gang was like a violent beast, tearing apart the solid arena, and a golden sword light swept out lengthwise, with a height of more than twenty meters!

A terrifying knife force turned into a fierce wind and swept around the stands, even the guardrails of the stands were cut off!

The power of the sword is like the sky collapsing, and the sword is as fierce as a tiger going down the mountain!

Zong Tieyi's pupils suddenly shrank, and a golden light reflected in his eyes, which was gradually approaching and slowly enlarging in his eyes.

Must dodge!

At this moment, the Zhao family tiebushan felt a fatal crisis.

Years of fighting experience told him that if this knife hit him head-on, his body would be split into two on the spot!

boom!

Zong Tieyi seemed to have forgotten the confident words he just released.

Power poured into his feet, Zong Tieyi turned ninety degrees counterclockwise, and the golden sword was less than three centimeters away from the tip of his nose, and it swept violently!

However, even without actual contact with Dao Gang, his nose was still torn apart by the force of the knife, and blood suddenly overflowed.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the knife in Qin Yang's hand fell into pieces, turning into pieces and shooting in all directions. Many fragments directly penetrated the wall and were embedded in it.

Zong Tie barely dodged the knife, his scalp was numb and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He turned his head suddenly and looked in Qin Yang's direction.

"you..."

He was about to ask Qin Yang, but found that Qin Yang had disappeared.

At this time, Zhao Fenghe's slightly frightened and anxious voice resounded throughout the stadium.

"Elder Zong, behind you!"

However, it's too late!

rumbling...

A deafening sound sounded, which was the explosion of the sword. At this moment, Zong Tieyi felt the bone-piercing sword force behind him, as if countless knives struck his back at the same time.

Before he died, four words flashed in Zong Tieyi's mind - shrunk to an inch!

The Dao Sect's shrinkage brought Qin Yang unparalleled speed.

boom!

Qin Yang directly struck Zong Tieyi with a knife. There was a clang and the sound of metal colliding. The next moment, there was the sound of fragmentation and cracking.

Zong Tieyi's iron cloth shirt was torn apart by Qin Yang's Eight Jue Tian Swords. The strength he had practiced for many years was completely destroyed by Qin Yang's sword at this moment.

Qin Yang withdrew some strength and did not split Zong Tie in half.

Just cut his back open and knock him off the ring.

At this moment, the entire stadium was silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Qin Yang stood alone on the ring, the knife in his hand gradually shattered and flew away again.

Two knives, two knives wasted!

"it is good!"

Suddenly, an excited shout sounded.

Wei Wanlai's face turned red with excitement. He looked at Qin Yang with great surprise, feeling that all this was incredible.

In fact, he looked at Qin Yang as if he were looking at a monster.

Four knives? No! Two knives are enough!

This Qin Yang...isn't he the second Dong Wu?

Unlike Wei Wan Lai, Zhao Fenghe's face was pale and Yu Xianyuan's expression was frozen.

"This is impossible..." Zhao Fenghe looked at Zong Tieyi, whose back was bleeding and his spine was clearly visible, and his head went blank with a buzzing sound.

Zong Tieyi, even if he is not dead, he will be disabled!

He simply couldn't accept that he had brought such a powerful person and he could fail.

Old Ning's old face twitched, and the shadow of being dominated by Qin Yang was instantly shrouded. He thought with regret in his heart: I shouldn't have had hope for Xianyuan...

Fang Mingzhi lowered his head tremblingly, thinking: It's over, his Fang family will never stand up again in this life!

"Won!"

Luo Qingying, Yu Shuicheng, Qiao Zhenxiong, Xiao Longhe and his daughter all showed expressions of excitement and joy.

Some people are happy and some are worried, but Qin Yang doesn't care about this.

He looked at Wei Wanlai and said, "Team Leader Wei, please ask the people in charge of the martial arts department to seal off the surrounding area and not allow anyone to escape."

Wei Wanlai said excitedly: "Okay!"

As soon as he agreed, Wu Jiangbian and Gu Siwu immediately took action and summoned the nearby members of the Zhangwu Division.

Qin Yang walked over calmly and picked up a long knife again.

He looked calm and looked up at the pale-faced Zhao Fenghe, Yu Xianyuan, Yang Taihe and others.

"Master of Xianle Residence, this arena is not easy for you. I just arrived and have been absent for a few days."

"I just didn't have enough fun playing with Zong Tieyi. The owner is very strong. Why don't you come down and compete with me?"

"Don't worry, Lord, I will only use one sword."

Yu Xianyuan's face was extremely ugly, and he only used one sword? Even Zong Tieyi, who is a master in iron cloth shirt, can't stop your sword, let alone me?

"Qin Yang..."

Yu Xianyuan's face trembled, and he forced a smile: "We have no hatred that cannot be resolved. If you have any questions, put down the knife and let's talk about it..."