Unsurpassed Martial Saint

Chapter 58 Is it over?
On the large contest platform.

Qin Yi, Qin Surong, and Zhou Ye stood side by side, looking at the five big men facing each other from a distance, while the middle-aged referee had long been far away from the center of the competition arena.

"Hey, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, there's still time, otherwise you'll lose your life."

Before the middle-aged referee announced the start of the competition, the thick-browed man said proudly and licked his lips, as if the flesh and blood of Qin Yi and the others were very delicious.

The five people including the thick-browed man are regular visitors to the Chiyun Tournament, and they have torn apart a lot of warriors. They have never met such a beautiful beauty as Qin Surong. It would be a pity if they killed them with their own hands.

Deputy Leader Xiao specifically told the five of them that if Qin Yi and the three did not kneel down and beg for mercy, they would not be spared.

"Let us kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Qin Yi didn't speak, but Zhou Ye smiled disdainfully, glanced casually at the five big men, and said slowly, "Just how many of you?"

"It seems that you are asking to die."

The grinning man said coldly, grinning, making the teeth that were originally exposed look as clean as snow, as if shining with a deep cold light.

"You guys talk so much nonsense."

Qin Surong couldn't help but curse.

"You're going to die badly..."

Hearing the words, the big man with huge arms clenched his fists, and his thick arms became even stronger. The muscles were like steel, and they were covered with blue veins. Looking from a distance, he shuddered.

Although the middle-aged referee was far away from Qin Yi and the others, he heard it clearly and shook his head in his heart. The three of Qin Yi were already at a disadvantage, and it would be very unwise to take the initiative to provoke the butcher five.

Those five big men are the five great butchers who are very famous in Chiyun Martial Arts Competition Field Qi Dao Wuyi Bie, especially in the five-on-five competition, the defeats are not many, and the winning rate is more than [-]%.

A thick-browed man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks a little slow, but his speed is top-notch.

A big grinning man, his appearance is a bit funny, but his strength is not funny at all, making his opponents desperate.

The big man with huge arms, from the looks of it, he knew that he was extremely powerful, and it was difficult to find an opponent among warriors with fifth level Qi Dao.

These three big men are all at the peak of the fifth level of Qi Dao, and they are the core of the Butcher Five.

As for the other two big men, although their cultivation bases are only at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Dao, they have quite a lot of actual combat experience, and the martial arts they cultivate are all matched with the thick-browed, grinning, and giant-armed men, making the martial arts of the three even better , especially the five big men have also practiced a kind of formation, so that the five of them become one, regardless of each other, the fighting power becomes even more terrifying.

Until now, the middle-aged referee still hasn't seen through the three of Qin Yi and Qin Yi. Judging from their superficial strength, the three of them have no chance of winning against the Butcher Five, unless Qin Surong and Zhou Ye are geniuses at the fifth level of Qi Dao. If you come from the sect, otherwise you will be powerless.

Non-Zongmen disciples with the same cultivation base, the middle-aged referee thought that it would be difficult for the thick-browed man with three cores to find an opponent, at least in the Chiyun Martial Arts Arena.

The middle-aged referee has been a referee here for ten years, and I believe that my vision is not wrong.

However, the middle-aged referee also learned that behind this martial arts competition, there was the shadow of Commander Zhao. Perhaps it was so, and Qin Yi and the others could not refuse at all.

"If all the members of the Chishui Gang were slaughtered by them, there might be some hope..."

The middle-aged referee glanced at the low-grade real sword in Zhou Ye's hand, and naturally heard that the Chishui gang was massacred by the three of Qin and Yi in the street, but he felt that there was an exaggeration in it, or there were other powerful people to help. arrive.

To slaughter more than 20 people from the Chishui Gang, Qin Yi and the three were still a bit short. The middle-aged referee had also learned about the strength of the Chishui Gang. He didn't think that Qin Yi and the three had this ability, at least their cultivation base was lower.

With such doubts, there are naturally spectators present, not to mention the bet set up in this martial arts competition, it is unbelievable that no Qin Yi and the three will win such a bet. It has only happened once in more than ten years.

Obviously, even the Chiyun Martial Arts Arena didn't think highly of Qin Yi and the others.

"Send money?"

There was a guess in everyone's mind. At least what they saw, Qin Yi and the three could not defeat the butcher's five no matter what.

Not to mention the difference in numbers, the difference in cultivation base alone makes it impossible for everyone to see the hope of Qin Yi and the three of them winning, not to mention Qin Surong and Zhou Ye, who are such a big dragger with a triple Qi Dao. There is no hope, unless the two can watch Qin Yi die.

Under normal circumstances, Qin Yi must be the primary target of the Butcher Five. Naturally, it is impossible for Qin Surong and Zhou Ye to sit idly by. In this way, the pressure on the two of them will be even greater and they will become more passive.

Inferior plus passivity means that the game is doomed.

Most of the people who placed bets bought that Qin Yi and the others could not hold on to a hundred breaths, and only [-]% bought that they could hold on to less than two hundred breaths. As for those who could last more than two hundred breaths, only a few A few, try your luck.

Thirty percent of them were betting that Qin Yisan would not be able to hold on to fifty breaths.

Moreover, many people heard that the reason why Qin Yi and the three wanted to confront the butcher's group of five was because they were forced to go up by a strong man.

In this way, it becomes very difficult for everyone to believe that this is not a gift of money.

After all, once in a while, such sweetness will appear.

Although the money is given away, it still requires a little luck. With five bets, the chance of winning is only [-]%.

"Contest, start!"

Just when everyone was thinking about it, the middle-aged referee yelled, and before he finished speaking, he left the competition arena.

"Haha, your time of death has arrived!"

The grinning man let out a cruel laugh.

"Ok?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Like the wind, Zhou Ye stepped on colorful clouds and appeared in front of the grinning man.

"So fast!"

The thick-browed man next to him was startled when he saw it. This speed was definitely not slower than him. Among the five big men, the fastest one was the thick-browed man.

"Insanity!"

But soon, the thick-browed man yelled angrily, Zhou Ye actually looked down on them so much, and wanted to fight two against one, so he waved his arm and slashed out with a knife.

"Chasing the wind knife technique, chasing shadows in the wind!"

In an instant, the light of the knife was like wind, and the energy of the knife was like a shadow, covering the big man with thick brows and the big man with grinning mouth, forcing them to take the knife.

"Ordinary high-level!"

The thick-browed man and the grinning man felt the sharpness of the knife, like a tornado. However, what shocked them the most was that Zhou Ye's knife turned out to be a great accomplishment.

It has been many years since the state of mastery of mortal-level high-level swordsmanship has appeared in the Chiyun Martial Arts Arena.

The butcher group of five had all practiced mortal-level high-level martial arts. They were confident at first, but they hadn't even reached the level of minor success. Facing Zhou Ye's terrifying sword skills, they had to go all out. Their only advantage was , that is, their cultivation base is a little higher than Zhou Ye's, and there are more people.

"Rage Thunder Saber Technique, Rage to Thunder!"

Neither the thick-browed man nor the grinning man hesitated at all, and at the same time, they waved the big knife in their hands like thunder, and the two sword lights slashed across.

"boom!"

The three saber airs collided, there was a roar, and the wind was so strong that the clothes of the three of them rattled, a corner of the clothes of the thick-browed man and the grinning man were missing, and the two of them had to take several big steps back.

"court death!"

Before the strong wind had time to dissipate, the big man with huge arms roared angrily.

At some point, Qin Surong appeared in front of the big man with huge arms. Compared with the tall figure of the other party, Qin Surong's petite figure was like a child and an adult, making people feel pity when they saw it.

"One against two?"

Everyone soon realized that Qin Surong, like Zhou Ye, wanted to restrain the two big men.

"This……"

Before everyone could react, they saw heavy snow falling on the competition stage, but it was not white, but purple, like blood, which made people feel weird.

"Purple Snow Sword Art?!"

Zhou Kun looked at the Xuanguang mirror, and when he saw Qin Surong's sword coming out, there were lots of purple snow, and he stood up immediately, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"what happened?"

It was the first time Commander Zhao saw Zhou Kun, the leader of Sin Cloud, lose his composure, so he asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

Zhou Kun came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "The contest is over."

"ended?"

Commander Zhao didn't know for a while, so it was just the beginning, how could it be over, even if Zhou Ye showed good combat power, especially the mortal-level high-level sword technique, Commander Zhao was a little shocked, but it was not enough. To change the situation on the field.

"Ok?"

Just as Commander Zhao was about to speak, his eyes fell on the Xuanguang mirror, but he was taken aback for a moment, and finally understood why Zhou Kun said the contest was over.

Mortal top-level martial arts!

"Purple Snow Sword Art, Zixue is all over the sky!"

The sword glow was as dazzling as a scorching sun, and the entire arena was plunged into a world of purple snow, full of murderous intent.

"No!"

The big man with huge arms felt the ruthlessness and coldness of the sword energy, and suddenly shouted in horror.

"How could it be a mortal-level top-level swordsmanship?!"

Facing such a sword, the giant-armed man found that he had no power to resist, like a flat boat in a tsunami, and could only drift with the current.

What's more, the giant-armed man could feel that Qin Surong had cultivated this mortal-level top-level swordsmanship to the infancy state, even if he had cultivated the fury thunder sword technique to the perfection state, he still couldn't stop it.

The difference in the level of martial arts is like a gap, which is insurmountable. After all, Qin Surong's cultivation level is at the same level as the giant with huge arms, both of which are at the fifth level of Qi Dao.

"puff!"

Before the giant-armed man drew his sword, the man next to him at the peak of the fourth level of Qi Dao was already decapitated. Until the moment of his death, he didn't know how Qin Surong's sword passed his neck.

"Five!"

Seeing this, the rest of the [-]th-level peak burly man came back to his senses and yelled out in grief.

"Ok?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a figure appear in front of him like a gust of wind.

　Let’s talk about the update issue. The tree descendants have to work during the day, so the update will be at night. If it’s too late, it’s usually after eleven o’clock, and it’s usually very late. Book friends should wake up early tomorrow morning and read it again.If there is no accident, during this period, there will be two chapters a day.

　　
　
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