Thorn!! The thunder snake escaped from Qin Ming and ran wildly, before Qin Ming hitting Fan Xin's sword technique. It was extremely fast and could not be avoided.

A loud bang, resounding throughout the martial arts field.

The Razer exploded on the spot, and the white light broke open, which even more shocked Fanxin. The out-of-control electric light almost drowns Fanxin.

Fanxin's face was solemn and he retreated repeatedly.

Qin Ming broke away from the chaotic group of lightning and rushed to the scene.

clang clang clang!

The fierce collision started again, Qin Ming turned the situation around strongly, his whole body was covered with thunder and lightning, and the lightning was gathered in Dayan Ancient Sword. The sword became more and more violent, almost suppressing Fanxin and retreating.

The atmosphere in the whole audience was hot again, and many people shouted wonderfully.

The leader of Qingyun Sect changed his color secretly. Is this really Qin Ming?

The five elders including Helian Chong were incredible. Faced with the praise from the elders of other sects around them, they could only smile awkwardly.

"Fanxin, shake him away and don't bother him." The female disciples of Baihua Sect were anxious for Fanxin and sweated in their hands.

Yao'er looked at Qin Ming on the martial arts stage with great enthusiasm, and this scene surprised her again.

The top passers-by from each sect exchanged gazes and saw each other's surprise.

"You big man is very accomplished when you are entangled with a little woman? Get up!!" Fan Xin shouted sweetly, and the attack suddenly sharply, forcibly repelling Qin Ming. The breeze in his body rose from the air, holding her to rush into the sky.

However……

"Mountains and rivers, heavy sword!" Qin Ming stomped in the air, and the sword force suddenly became heavy, a powerful sword power, real and strong. He excited the martial arts platform with the ancient sword as the center, overwhelmed the earth and drowned the heart of the mortals, making many people around the stands feel heavy and sharp, and subconsciously retreated.

Fan Xin was forced to be pushed back to the ground, his steps were staggering, and he was about to fight back, Qin Ming's ancient sword had already landed on her eyebrows. Qin Ming's aura was as sharp as a sword's edge, and his eyes were even sharper: "Absuming defeat? Or continue?"

The fierce battle came to an abrupt end!

From being popular to stillness, many people are not very accustomed to it.

Fan Xin stood there, the Silver Sword had already mentioned in the air, and the stronger sword technique was about to be used, but... there was no chance.

She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to lift the sword again.

Qin Ming gave up the sword, and the cold tip of the sword touched her eyebrows. "Don't move around, I'll really hurt you."

The disciples of Baihua Sect covered their mouths and looked at the stage incredibly. Is Fan Xin defeated?

The disciples of Qingyun Sect are even more incredible. He won again? He actually won again!

Qin Ming's sword finger pointed at Fan Xin's eyebrows and asked again: "Continue?"

Fanxin's mouth sagged, his eyes turned red, and tears fell down on the spot. He looked at Qin Ming with tears, as if he was very unwilling to give up. "I haven't tried all my strength yet."

Qin Ming's strong aura collapsed on the spot, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry. What's this called?

"You retreat, let's come again." Fan Xin held his mouth, I could still beat him, but it's over like this? No.

"I'm sorry, it's really boring to fight you." Qin Ming stabbed forward again with a sharp sword tip.

"You... are hateful!!"

Qin Ming shrugged, it doesn't matter.

"Junior Sister Fanxin." The disciples of Baihua Sect hurriedly came to the stage and left the martial arts platform with Fanxin. Before going down, they gave Qin Ming a "vicious" look. They didn't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade.

The whole audience was sensational and the crowd was excited. Nothing was more exciting than "reversal". Qin Ming once again surprised them, both swordsmanship and thunder and lightning martial arts, allowing them to see a more realistic and comprehensive Qin Ming, who won beautifully and fought very well.

At the Eight Sect Tea Party, which is full of geniuses, it is incredible that a disciple of the Eighth Heaven can perform like this.

But, the feeling is still not over, and the end is too sudden.

The disciples of each sect are wondering whether Qin Ming is the eighth level of heaven.

"Zengzhu Li, this is a good seedling, very good." The old city lord nodded with a smile.

The leader of the Xuexie Sect asked deliberately: "Qin Ming is really a servant of your sect? Why do such disciples become servants? If you don't care, send them to our sect. I'll give you ten servants and change them."

The leader of Qingyun Sect smiled and didn't say anything, and didn't know what to say. He wondered where this sword came from? Where did this sword technique come from? It can be sure that it was not from Qingyun Sect.

"I announce, the winner..." The general was about to declare the victory and lose, but Qin Ming suddenly spoke out and asked for a fight again: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, please fight for the Tuling Sect!"

"What do you want to do?" The general looked at Qin Ming, and wasn't satisfied with the fight?

"I want to enter the top ten." Qin Ming directly pointed out that since he was here to make a name for himself, he would do something crazy.

His voice clearly spread to the disciples of the eight sects and to the disciples in the stands.

Thousands of people looked at each other, it was not enough to win the heart of the mortal heart? After all, you are an eighth-level heaven. It is already very outstanding to be able to reach the present, so you still have to continue?

"Qin Ming, you're too bullying!" Fan was so angry. What does it mean? He was just a warm-up interview with me? The main show is Tu Ling Sect?

The other female disciples of Baihua Sect were also angry, too much!

Li Nian's eyes twitched from the audience. I was defeated by Fanxin yesterday. You warmed up with Fanxin today? Isn't this indirect humiliation?

Tieshanhe looked slightly, is this what you said last night's madness?

"Qin Ming, are you really competing with our Tu Ling Sect?" Yang Yi of Tu Ling Sect's face was slightly dark.

"I have no hatred when I fight, I just want to fight with you. Who are you interested?" Qin Ming was unmoved.

"I'll take the fight." A disciple of the Tu Ling Sect strids on the stage.

"One more!"

The disciples of all the sects in the audience were moved, come again? What do you mean? Do you still want to take a look?

"What do you want to do?" The general was dissatisfied. I will decide my martial arts performance platform, so how can you destroy it one after another.

"I will win by one against two, I will enter the top ten, lose, I will officially withdraw." Qin Ming headed towards the main stage and told the eight sect masters there to listen.

None of the eight sect leaders made a statement, but just sat on the main stage and looked at Qin Ming silently.

One against two?

There has never been such a precedent in the Eight Tea Party.

Moreover, Qin Ming had just defeated Fan Xin, so he would challenge the two disciples?

After playing one and then playing, this is one thing, and directly challenging two is another thing.

Do you really want to fight, or do you look down on the disciples of the Eight Sects?

"Tu Ling Sect accepts the challenge!" The leader of the Tu Ling Sect was the first to express his opinion. He had hit the door, so what reason could he retreat?

The leader of the Xuexie Sect suddenly laughed: "This kid is so cruel, I like it."

"Since he wants to challenge, let him do it." The sect leaders of each sect expressed their opinions and acquiesced to Qin Ming's request. If they really win, they are fully qualified to enter the top ten. But, can you do it?

Yang Yi looked at Qin Ming with his eyebrows and signaled his disciples to come on stage: "Qin Ming, if you really can defeat two disciples of our sect in a row, we will publicly admit defeat. The grudge between you and me will be eliminated and we will never make up the debt afterwards."

"Tu Ling Sect, Guo Shan Tong! Martial Arts, Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist!"

"Tu Ling Sect, Xia Xingluo! Martial Arts, Overlord Axe!"

Two disciples of the Tu Ling Sect stood on the martial arts stage, with strong physiques, tall and mightyness, giving people a strong aura suppression.

One person was armed from his fist to his arms, and his arms were shining with a black metallic luster; the other person was carrying a giant axe, and the handle was two meters long, half a meter long, and the sharp edge was so trembling that it made people shudder.

Both of them were all powerful generals from the Tu Ling Sect and voluntarily reported the martial arts.

If both of them join forces cannot defeat Qin Ming, they are willing to admit defeat.

The audience was talking about it. Where did Qin Ming come from? Regardless of whether he can win or not, his courage is admirable.

The disciples of the eight sects watched the martial arts arena seriously. This battle is worth paying attention to.

Qin Ming pulled his shirt open, revealing his strong and strong muscles, slowly spread his legs, pressed his left hand, raised his right hand horizontally, and turned forward with a standard Vajra Power starting style: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, martial arts, Vajra Power, Shura Resentment!"

Shura grudge?

The Qingyun Sect team is strange. Where did the martial arts come from? I haven’t heard of it.

Ling Xue's eyebrows are lightly clumped. Could it be that the residual soul gave Qin Ming the guidance?

"Tu Ling Sect, Guo Shan Tong (Xia Xingluo), please fight!!" The two strong men whistled loudly, and the sound was like thunder, roaring throughout the audience. Their bodies aroused strong waves of air, their long hair danced, and their momentum was vigorous.

"I will win today. Unless one person falls down, the battle will continue." Qin Ming's muscles tightened all over his body, and the hot force surged all over his joints.

The aura of the three people continued to rise, and invisible waves of air filled the martial arts field.

Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo were covered in blue veins, gritting their teeth and flirting, as if they were crazy.

Qin Ming's skin was slightly red, and the heat was steaming, and a violent force boiled in his body.

"Fight!" The three of them roared in unison, and rushed rapidly, colliding in straight lines in three directions.
Chapter completed!