Nine Realms Sword Master

Hearing Binghai's words, several old people in the Bing family became a little anxious.

"Patriarch, no! Although this person is inferior in strength, he is not blind. He should have seen the fate of the evil monk and Qingtong Sword Master before! His strength is so inferior, but he dared to come on stage, fearing that he would be dependent on him. In casual repair, the origin is unknown, we can find an excuse to blast him out, there is no need to fight again!" An old man with a bald head and long beard clasped his fists and said anxiously.

"Yes, Patriarch, there are too many accidents in this gambling conference. It is beyond my Bing family's control. Young Master Yang is extremely strong. My Bing family won the Universiade and only then stopped the situation. Now it can be a perfect ending, why bother ?" Another person persuaded.

But before Binghai could speak, a voice came from nearby.

"Our family Yanger is so capable, so why be afraid of him? Besides, this bright moon stone is extraordinary. If it can be obtained, it will be very important to my ice family. Could it be that the bright moon stone slips away from under my nose like this? "

When this sound fell, people looked around and realized that it was Madame Bing who had fainted and spoke.

She had woke up and saw that Bingyang suppressed the heroes like a god, the face that had been scared white before was full of excitement and excitement.

"Madam, don't be tempted by petty profits in front of you." The old man said bitterly.

"Petition!" Mrs. Bing didn't listen at all, and instead snorted coldly: "This person has a poor soul, and he can kill him like an ant. Besides, this moonstone is not petty, why? You don't believe it. Yang'er's means?"

"This...this..." The old man was dumb for a moment.

Binghai paused, and said lightly: "Madam, the uncle is also considering my Bing Family, so don't say that. As for whether to fight or not, let's see what Yang'er says."

As soon as the words fell, no one opposed the Bing family.

Just looking at Binghai looking towards Bingyang on the ring, he said: "Yang'er, this person...you shouldn't be afraid, right?"

Bingyang heard the sound, glanced at Binghai, and then nodded.

Binghai immediately laughed, and said: "If that's the case, then you will fight again!"

"it is good!"

Bingyang said calmly, and then drew his sword to face the man.

The old man heard the sound, his face lightly changed: "Patriarch, you... is this an inquiry?"

This is just another fight against Bingyang!

"Don't worry, uncle." Binghai smiled and said, "Even if Yang'er really had an accident, there is still Qin'er, Qin'er has recovered a lot, and that person has to beat Qin if he wants to take away the utensils. My son is. If they don't fight, wouldn't the heroes have to laugh at my Bing Family for fear of casual cultivation?"

"But if the other party directly... defeats Young Master directly, how can Miss Qin be on stage immediately?" The old man hesitated, still worried.

"I immediately defeated Young Master Yang?" Binghai was finally upset this time. He turned his head and said coldly: "Yang'er even cut two great abilities, and even Qingtong Sword Master died in his hands, even if this person has It’s weird, not a day and a half, he could never think of surpassing Yang'er, but this day and a half day’s work is enough for Qin'er to recover, when he fights hard, and loses his energy, Qin'er can still win easily even if he is injured. Why are you afraid of it? This battle, my ice family has a chance to win!"

The old man opened his mouth when he heard it, but after all he stopped speaking.

He knew that Binghai had made up his mind! It's useless to persuade anyone!

I saw the man lift his sword forward and hugged his fist towards Bingyang.

Bingyang said calmly: "You can make a move!"

"Then take it!"

The man shouted, a sharp flash flashed in his eyes, and he drew his sword suddenly, piercing Bingyang.

This sword is extremely fast and extremely ferocious.

But... compared with the previous evil monk and Qingtong Sword Master, there is a lot of difference.

This kind of move has absolutely no effect on Bingyang.

Many people who still have expectations of this man sigh again and again.

How could this method defeat Bingyang?

Binghai also laughed, and said softly: "What? Uncle, have you seen it? These lowly and inferior people will only end up like the sword master of Qingtong!"

Uncle lonely didn't speak, just stared at the ring.

But the next second...

Puff!

That seemingly inexperienced sharp sword stabbed Bing Yang directly.

Immediately afterwards, Bingyang fell to the ground on the spot and stopped getting up.

This battle ended with just one sword.

Bingyang didn't even do any resistance movement!

The scene is quiet.

Everyone in the Bing family was stupid.

The powerful heroes stared blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

They stared at Bingyang.

Ten breaths!

Twenty breaths!

Thirty breaths!

But... he didn't even get up.

Bingyang... lost?

People's silly thoughts.

"I won!"

The man put the sword away and said blankly at the ice sea.

"what..."

Binghai opened his mouth.

After a long time, I couldn't take any longer!

"Yang'er, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Bing here hurried forward and shouted.

But... Bingyang didn't pay attention to him at all, and he was lying motionless on the ground!

"This...this...this...this...this...this is impossible!"

Many experts in the Bing Family stuttered, and some even shouted again and again.

"How could Young Master lose?"

"That sword, isn't it easy to hide? This... how did this happen?"

People are puzzled and have no idea what happened.

"What? I won Bingyang, don't you admit it?" The man saw that Binghai didn't answer, he stepped forward, put the sword on Bingyang's neck, and said indifferently: "Do you want me to take him With his head cut off, do you believe that I won?"

"No, no!"

Binghai was full of spirits and jumped up and shouted: "You have won! You have won! Please don't hurt Bingyang!"

"Very well, let Bingqin come on stage! After I finish the battle, Bingqin will be mine!" The man said Shen.

Hearing the sound of Binghai, his face changed extremely.

Bingqin on stage?

Although Bingqin was treated by the magic circle, her combat power could not be recovered for a while. What she had injured was the internal organs and qi pulses. Now she is forced to play. Once she is invigorated, people will suffer internal injuries! I'm afraid that people will fall by themselves before they are opened.

This time I was really hit by the uncle!

Bingyang was defeated in an instant!

How could things develop like this?

The sea of ​​ice was staggering endlessly.

He gritted his teeth and frowned.

However, the powerful people here seemed to have seen some way, and shouted one by one: "Patriarch Bing, why are you hesitating? Have you not sent Bingqin to the stage?"

"Could it be that you are delaying time?"

"This is not so good, right? If so, I am afraid that no one will come to the Bing Family's future gambling meeting!"

People rushed to say.

Everyone's eyes are filled with playfulness and laughter.

Hearing these words, Binghai looked towards the mighty, and saw the weird look in their eyes, Binghai was taken aback.

Suddenly, he seemed to have realized something, and people suddenly looked towards Bingyang lying on the stage, and said in a blank voice: "Yang'er...you..."

When he fell to the ground, Bingyang's body actually moved, and later generations also slowly got up, standing on the ring like a human being.

The Bing family is completely petrified.

"Patriarch, it's time for Bingqin to take the stage now!" Bing Yang said blankly.

When the people heard the sound, all their faces were pale.

It turned out... Bingyang and this casual cultivator were together.

He was deliberately defeated by this man!

He planned it all!

His purpose is to get a spiritual magic weapon!