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Chen Qiye was familiar with the vast team members, and they were not familiar with Chen Qiye. When thirty of them paid tribute to their brotherhood with tears, they began to carry out Song Qingcong's orders without fail. This is a duty.

Thirty, they formed two encirclement circles around Chen Qiye, with a large outer ring and a small inner ring. Then they rotated clockwise and counterclockwise in a completely opposite direction, but they were reluctant to do it. However, each of them subconsciously used the steel knife on their hands to bring up snow on the ground.

It was snowing in the sky and snow splashing on the ground. With Chen Qiye as the center, it seemed like a blizzard had fallen, directly blocking all his senses, which made the natives and even the eight masters of the door gods unable to see hope at one time.

Even Tang Yuanchen, a master of national martial arts, did not have the confidence to live for thirty seconds with the intimate cooperation of Cangmang Camp.

"This is the real master's fight. One blow will kill you. Mr. Chen is in danger." Tang Yuanchen sighed.

"What should I do?"

"We are here watching Mr. Chen die?"

"If Chen Qiye dies, we alone cannot stop Cangmang Camp. By then, our families will be in danger."

"We are helping Mr. Chen with one arm."

Several masters were about to rescue Chen Qiye, but were stopped by Tang Yuanchen.

"Mr. Chen has something to say first. He will complete this battle in person." Tang Yuanchen advised.

Everyone was puzzled, why?

Tang Yuanchen shook his head because he didn't know, but since Chen Qiye had something to say first, out of respect for him, he said something more.

"Say that first, we should have confidence in Mr. Chen."

As soon as the words were finished, ten people in the inner circle stopped at the foot of their feet. Ten people looked at each other at the same time. The steel knife in their hands ruthlessly cut out and directly attacked Chen Qiye's three-way top, middle and bottom. These ten bright Cheng Cheng's steel knives were like the hammer of death. Even if they surrounded a polar bear, they would definitely be cut and ruined.

"Mr. Chen, be careful!" Hundreds of people shouted in unison in the prominent families of Donghai and Wuhua.

In their eyes, Chen Qiye was absolutely no chance of surviving. There were even many young and strong people who wanted to help Chen Qiye, but were stopped by Tang Yuanchen, Zhao Long, Tang Hai, Yue Tu and others.

At this moment, everyone felt a snow-white light flashing before their eyes. Suddenly, a miracle happened. Chen Qiye quickly pulled out two ring-headed knives from the cloth bag behind him, one with his left and right hands, and the other bite directly into his mouth.

Chen Qiye was centered on the spot and rotated wildly. Three swords were ringing the first swords, plus the speed of a sufficiently fast, and in the blink of an eye, a torrent of airtight steel formed, directly blocking the ten steel swords back.

The clanging sound of metal colliding with metal pulled out dozens of sparks, exploding in everyone's ears. Zhuo Jiudao's eyes were bulging, and he was almost scared by Chen Qiye's three-sword skill.

"The Three-Dao Flow of Sakura Country?" Zhuo Jiudao said with a terrifying look on his face: "This, this, this, this, this, how is this possible!"

Let’s not talk about where Chen Qiye’s powerful martial arts originated. Just a swordsman who can use three swords is already a myth!

Even if the three swords flow in the Sakura Kingdom, they are already like sword saints!

Yan Yang used to use big swords, disagree with Zhuo Jiudao's view, and said: "The sword technique of Sakura Kingdom originated from the Tang sword. The three-sword skill is difficult, but it does not mean that no one can do it."

As soon as this statement was released, it won the approval of many masters of the sect god level.

"The way is to have both strength and speed."

"Mr. Chen's speed of drawing his sword just now was as good as that of the top-notch sword drawing technique in Sakura Country. It is not uncommon for him to use three sword flows."

"Mr. Chen's martial arts is already the pinnacle of today's society. I just don't know how far he is from the legendary divine realm."

When everyone heard the divine realm that was being spoken, they became yearning for it.

The path of martial arts is divided into external strength, internal strength, master, and divine realm. Such as Zhuo Jiudao, Tang Yuanchen, Wu Cangsheng, Lin Feng and others, they have reached the level of a master of martial arts. However, compared with the divine realm where flowers and leaves are picked, step on water and have a nature, and their energy is spreading mountains and rivers, they are just entering and leaving the house.

However, the powerful people in the divine realm just exist in myths, and they have never seen them in reality.

As the few of them spoke, Chen Qiye had already broken through the first encirclement and knocked down several team members.

When Chen Qiye customized with Master Yue, he specifically emphasized that he should not have a knife handle or a blood groove, just to make his former brothers survive, but their actions made Chen Qiye feel cold.

I saw the team members who were inserted into the lower abdomen standing up in a shaky way.

"Why do you still have to stand up!" Chen Qiye said sadly.

"The aristocratic family is difficult. Today, either you die or we die." Jiang Wuji covered his stomach with one hand and bent down to pick up weapons with the other hand.

In this scene, even the three-foot white silk could not stop Chen Qiye's tears from falling slowly.

"Once again, your parents were my Chen Qiye's parents, and your relatives were my Chen Qiye's relatives...." Chen Qiye made up his heart and shouted hysterically: "Kill!"

"Kill!" Jiang Wuji and all the Cangmang team members also roared back at the same time.

Since casualties were inevitable, Chen Qiye would never hold back. When the first team member fell down, Song Qingcong suddenly felt something was wrong.

"How could Chen Qiye attack his own people? This is wrong, this is wrong, how could he survive the joint forces of Cangmang Camp with one person? This is completely wrong!" Song Qingcong growled in a split throat.

He once conducted a special combat power assessment of Chen Qiye. Chen Qiye alone is definitely not a match for Cangmang Camp.

If it were Song Qingcong before, he would have bet right, but now he won and lost two places. Moreover, he has been promoted to becoming a father. If he dies, how can he explain to Lin Chuxue and how can he bear to let the child lose his father as soon as he is born?

He has already performed more than he has done in this battle today.

"Lord, then let's go, or stay?" Lin Bo asked in a low voice.

When the ninth team member fell, Song Qingcong had already developed a desire to retreat and said, "Lin Bo, do you think that just these remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals would be Chen Qiye's opponent?"

There were only half of the dead soldiers of the Song and Li families left in the end. Song Qingcong would not care about the lives of his servants. He had decided to take the lead.

"Brother Lin, why are you still being stunned here? Why don't you ask the pilot to start the plane? We will return to China Sea immediately!" Song Qingcong roared hideously.

Lin Bo said yes with a smile. When he got on the helicopter first, Lin Bo had already added a sharp knife in his hand...
Chapter completed!