Gao Yiping's eyes were cold and without saying much, the moment the little sword god jumped onto the ring, he swung his fist and hit the little sword god.

The little sword god drew his sword in his hand, without any panic, and swung his sword to attack.

Although Gao Yiping was tall and strong, he was very flexible in his movements. He avoided the attack of the little sword god in an extremely twisted posture.

The first sword, failed.

Immediately afterwards, the little sword god followed the situation and attacked the second sword.

The sword was as fast as thunder and lightning. A cold light flashed. The sword had reached Gao Yiping and had nowhere to hide.

It seems that this sword can kill Gao Yiping.

But in an instant, Gao Yiping formed a palm into his hands and slapped it in the middle, and it actually clamped the blade.

The sword forward continued to move forward, sliding in Gao Yiping's hand, cutting his palm and dripping blood.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab Gao Yiping, the blade slowly stopped and was completely clamped by Gao Yiping's palms.

"What a lot of strength!"

The audience was filled with exclamations, shocked by Gao Yiping's strength.

Moreover, regardless of the injuries of his palms, he seemed to feel the pain of the sword blade cutting his palm.

The little sword god's face condensed and he made a sudden examination, but the sword blade was tightly clamped and the sword blade was not pulled out, which led Gao Yiping to approach.

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch stronger. When Gao Yiping approached, the little sword god lost control of the sword and immediately fell into a disadvantage.

Gao Yiping's palms remained unmoved, and his legs kept kicking towards the little sword god down the plate.

The little sword god was obviously not good at boxing and kicking. After blocking a few legs, Gao Yiping kicked him in the leg, staggered and almost fell down.

He used his strength to pull out the long sword and fought with Gao Yiping in close combat.

But in this close relationship, his advantage of using the sword was gone. After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Gao Yiping got a sword in his arm and kicked the little sword god out of the ring.

However, even if it landed, the little sword god held the sword in his hand tightly.

"hiss……"

The audience took a breath and were shocked by Gao Yiping's combat power.

The Little Sword God killed Tang Yuyun with the three swords, but now he was defeated by Gao Yiping, which shows Gao Yiping's strength.

"Little Sword God!"

Song Yun, Curly Mau and Bei Ye both changed their expressions and hurriedly ran towards the little sword god.

He helped the little sword god up and saw that he was fine, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Gao Yiping walked to the edge of the ring, bowed to the little sword god, and smiled and said, "I am worthy of being the master of Senior Three Swords, I have given up. However, your Three Swords failed to defeat me. It seems that you have not yet obtained the true teachings of Senior Three Swords, and you need to practice again."

The ridicule in this statement is very obvious.

The little sword god's face darkened, and he was about to continue on the ring as he lifted his sword.

"No."

Master Bei shook his head slightly and stopped the little sword god.

He knew that the little sword god was not Gao Yiping's opponent, and if he continued to fight, he would still lose.

Curly hair said in a deep voice: "It seems that this bastard is afraid of your master, so he didn't kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yiping pointed at the curly hair and said provocatively: "Next, Luo..."

When Song Yun and the others heard this, their hearts were thrilled.

This bastard on the stage is clearly targeting the four of them.

Curly hair's strength is not even as good as the Little Sword God. If he comes to power, there will be only one ending and he will still be defeated.

Before Gao Yiping finished speaking, Song Yun jumped onto the ring and shouted: "Those who hurt my brother will die!"

"Those who hurt my brother will die!"

Song Yun shouted violently, not hiding his murderous intent towards Gao Yiping, and was extremely domineering.

Everyone was shocked to see him so unscrupulous.

Although Tang Xiaoyun and Duan Chenfeng were both dead before, no one was going to kill anyone blatantly, but Song Yun's words clearly meant that they wanted Gao Yiping's life.

"What a big tone!"

"Song Yun, you four destroy the Tang family, and the gods are angry. I really think that the world is invincible. Can no one in this world control you?"

"Today is the bloody ceremony. Everyone talks and exchanges. You are actually going to kill someone. It's too arrogant!"

Most of the people present supported the bleeding path, and they all started to yell.

Song Yun raised a sneer on his lips, glanced at the crowd, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense. I'll kill Gao Yiping later. Who has the ability? Come and fight me on the ring. Now I'll shut up. You guys are just talking nonsense."

As soon as these words were said, the audience was stunned.

Song Yun's arrogance was beyond their imagination.

This man didn't take anyone seriously at all, he just came to ruin the situation.

At this moment, Xun's face looked very ugly. He wanted to take the initiative to kill Song Yun, but who knew that Song Yun would jump out and say such arrogant words, which did not take the bloody path seriously.

Today, the momentum of the ceremony was completely destroyed by Song Yun.

Xun's face was gloomy and quietly made a throat-cutting gesture to Gao Yiping on the stage, indicating that Gao Yiping would kill Song Yun.

Next to the ring, Zhou Shangtian and Zhu Ji both showed excitement when they saw Xun's instructions. The two were looking forward to the start of the battle, and then Gao Yiping beat Song Yun to death.

Gao Yiping nodded slightly to Xun, indicating that he had received the order.

Then he looked at Song Yun and sneered: "Song Yun, we are in a martial arts competition, and it is inevitable that we will be injured, but you will kill someone when you speak. Didn't you take the heroes present seriously?"

"So what if I didn't take it seriously?"

"How many people are worthy of the title of heroes on the spot?"

Song Yun shouted coldly, taking a step forward, arrogant and not afraid of public anger.

Gao Yiping wanted to squeeze Song Yun, but he didn't expect that Song Yun was so arrogant. The corners of his mouth twitched and he was speechless.

However, everyone under the arena started to make excuses, and Song Yun spoke ill of each other.

"What's the origin of this guy? He just destroyed the Tang family. I really think no one can cure him."

"Hmph, he was deliberately asking for trouble for the bleeding path, sooner or later."

"I heard that this kid is from the Song family, which means he has some influence in the world. To put it bluntly, he is just a young man with a little strength in our circle."

"In my opinion, he can't survive today."

The voices in the audience were more and more unpleasant, all from families and small sects that depended on the bleeding path.

Song Yun sneered and pointed at the audience and said, "You guys, I remember your faces. I will challenge you one by one later. See if you are still as awesome as you talk to you after you get on the ring."

"Song Yun, you are too arrogant!"

Gao Yiping was already angry, so he shouted and attacked Song Yun.

Song Yun stood there, calm and relaxed without any movement.

He observed Gao Yiping. This person should be at the peak of S-level. In terms of the whole audience, there are not many people who can compare with him.

But in Song Yun's eyes, hehe, he is not enough to see.

"Hmph! Stop pretending to be calm!"

Seeing that Song Yun was still, Gao Yiping was so angry that he gritted his teeth and exerted his speed and strength to the extreme. He wanted to kill Song Yun with one blow so that everyone in the audience could see how powerful they were in the blood.

Suddenly, his fist cut through the air and made a hissing sound.

The invisible pressure was released, as if the ring was trembling.

Everyone in the audience was shocked by Gao Yiping's strength, and this person's realm was close to the ss level.

Apart from the ss master who was bleeding, he was enough to sweep everyone present.

Everyone looked at Song Yun with pity, with a playful smile on his face, all thinking that he was dead.

"careful!"

Curly hair, Bei Ye and the little sword god were both shocked. Seeing that Gao Yiping was so strong, the three of them couldn't care about so many things. They moved their bodies and rushed towards the ring, wanting to help Song Yun.

But as soon as they moved, several figures flashed by, stopping them.

The curly three men looked solemn and rushed towards the other party directly.

At this moment, they were determined to help Song Yun, so they didn't care about so much.

But just when the audience was about to take action, a sudden change occurred on the stage, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Song Yun raised his right foot high, and a phantom flashed, and stepped on Gao Yiping's head from top to bottom.

Gao Yiping did not respond because he had no time.

Click.
To be continued...