Du Ao's eyes were a bit bitter!

Seeing Bingchen sheathing his sword, Du Ao cupped his fists and bowed to him.

"I didn't want to be like this." Bing Chen said.

Du Ao said bitterly: "I understand, but I don't know how to praise!"

Having said this, Du Ao once again bowed to Bing Chen and said, "Du Ao admires fellow Taoist's strength. Thank you very much for your mercy."

After finishing his words, Du Ao turned around and walked away from the formation.

The entire viewing area was quiet again! Almost everyone looked in disbelief.

Just like before, they didn't see how Bing Chen avoided Du Ao's killing blow, nor how Bing Chen subdued Du Ao. When everyone came back to their senses, all they saw was Du Ao's defeat.

hour.

In the distance, Yuru secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, she still had lingering fears, and her heartbeat could not stop beating rapidly.

"Yuru, don't worry. Fighting these False God cultivators is just like playing. How can an adult take these infant-like existences seriously?" Nangong Ling'er said.

Yuru nodded and pursed her lips into a slight smile.

Standing quietly in the sky above the square, Bingchen waits for the next challenger.

Yes, the current situation can only be described as challenger.

Yes!

After waiting for several minutes, the next challenger still did not appear. Seeing this, most of the people watching the battle had ugly expressions.

Those who came here to participate in the martial arts competition today are not only the Cangwu Divine Sect and the cultivators of the Cangwu Domain, but also people from several nearby sects. Like the Qingxuan Divine Sect, the sect has already entered the realm of the Divine Sect.

, there are several of them.

Yes!

Looking at the ice dust above the battlefield with cold eyes, Qu Yin's face was gloomy and ugly, filled with anger, murderous intent, and even jealousy.

After some deliberation, or in other words, some inner struggle, Qu Yin gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "You fight two times in a row, let's see how much strength you have left!"

Thinking of this, Qu Yin took a step forward and headed straight to the waiting area for the battle.

Seeing the person coming, Qi Yuan stepped forward to greet him with a smile, cupped his fists and said, "Brother Qu, are you impatient?"

Looking at Qi Yuan coldly, Qu Yin said: "You disciples of the Cangwu Divine Sect don't dare to go up, so Qu will do it for you, so as not to increase someone's prestige and make him too arrogant."

Qi Yuan frowned, but then said: "In that case, I'll invite Holy Son Qu."

Qu Yin hummed softly and stepped out into the square.

Seeing the person coming, Bingchen's mouth showed a trace of amusement, and of course, there was also a bit of coldness.

"Boy, you are a villager in the mountains, so you have to go back to the mortal world to farm. This kind of place is not the place for you." Qu Yin said in a cold voice.

Bing Chen sneered and said, "If I hadn't thought about how useful you were, how could you still be alive today?"

Qu Yin was furious, and when he raised his hand, a big knife appeared in his hand. He rushed forward, turned into an afterimage, and went straight towards Bing Chen.

Seeing this, Bingchen smiled coldly, and the red flame sword just slashed casually.

Bang!

The two knives collided, flames flew out, and Qu Yin flew away.

Qu Yin's eyes were filled with shock, and Qu Yin was in disbelief.

"What a powerful force!"

Although he was impulsive, he was not stupid. After this blow, Qu Yin knew that Bing Chen must have hidden his strength before! He himself was good at strength, but when facing Bing Chen, he was a little unable to withstand it!

Yes!

Just thinking of this, before Qu Yin could react, Bing Chen suddenly disappeared. Only faintly, Qu Yin saw the afterimage of a golden thunder light.

The next moment!

Bang!

A blade suddenly appeared and struck his body-protecting spirit. Qu Yin let out a muffled groan and flew out.

With a look of horror in his eyes, Qu Yin hurriedly responded, but when there was still a chance, Bing Chen suddenly appeared in front of him and slashed him diagonally with his sword.

Bang!

Although he resisted with a long knife, Qu Yin was still shaken to pieces, his wrists were numb, and he felt very uncomfortable. The long knife almost escaped his hand. The flying speed accelerated again, like a cannonball. His clothes were almost torn to pieces.

Only a layer of hidden armor remains.

In just the next moment, without giving Qu Yin any chance to breathe, Bing Chen's third sword was already slashed!

Qu Yin immediately screamed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His pupils shrank, and he could only vaguely see Bingchen's cold face, and Qu Yin suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

Such a situation frightened Qu Yin to the point of being heartbroken!

Bang!

The next moment, with a loud bang on the ground, Qu Yin fell to the ground!

The violent impact, coupled with the lingering aftershock of Bing Chen's three swords, made Qu Yin unable to hold back his breath and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

The ice-cold blade rose with faint red flames and rested on Qu Yin's neck!

The few wisps of blood that had just shed were instantly burned to ashes by the red flames, which also made Qu Yin tremble with fear.

Looking at Bing Chen, Qu Yin's eyes showed fear and he was still in shock!

Similarly, outside the square, all the monks watching this battle had expressions of shock and even disbelief on their eyes!

From the time Bing Chen made his move to the moment he defeated Qu Yin and knocked him to the ground, it only took three breaths!

"Is this my brother's strength?" Yuru asked with a slight smile on her lips.

Looking at Yuru, Jin Lianzhi and Nangong Ling'er nodded at the same time, but Jin Lianzhi said: "Not everything."

Yuru looked a little surprised.

"The young master only used the red flame sword that he had eliminated. If he had used the current sword, Qu Yin would have become a dead soul under the sword." Nangong Ling'er said.

Yuru nodded, she also saw this.

Now that Nangong Ling'er has already used the Zun-level magic weapon, there is no reason why Bingchen is still using it at the Tao level.

On the square.

Looking at Qu Yin who was lying on the ground, not daring to move at all, a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of Bingchen's mouth.

"What do you want to do! This is just a martial arts competition, you are not tolerated..." Qu Yin said sternly.

However, before he finished speaking, his neck felt painful again, and a spurt of blood spurted out, scaring him so much that he quickly shut his mouth.

"It's easy to kill you." Bing Chen said.

Qu Yin's eyes became angrier, and the aggrieved anger in his heart became even more violent!

The dignified holy son of the Heavenly Sect was trampled under his feet and a knife was held to his neck in full view of the public. This was simply more uncomfortable than killing him. It was a great shame and humiliation!

"So what if I kill you here, do you think Cangwu Divine Sect will be in trouble with me because of you?" Bingchen said coldly.

There was obviously a trace of murderous intention in his words, and Qu Yin felt it very deeply. The murderous intention could be said to have penetrated directly into his heart, making him even unable to believe that he actually felt a little afraid.

When Bing Chen saw this, a sneer appeared on his lips again.

"What do you want?" Qu Yin suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a cold voice.

"Take the mark of your soul!" Bing Chen said coldly.

Qu Yin's complexion changed, and when he was desperate and wanted to resist at all costs, he felt pain in his neck again.

A spurt of blood suddenly spurted out, and Qu Yin's carotid artery was suddenly severed by ice dust just now.

The blood quickly stained a large area of ​​the ground red, and Qu Yin looked frightened.

He was scared, really scared!

He could feel that Bing Chen really didn't care about killing him here. At the same time, he also recalled that Bing Chen's identity must be very special, even special enough that the Cangwu Divine Sect is not afraid!

While Qu Yin was distracted, a suppressive force suddenly came from Bingchen and suppressed Qu Yin. Qu Yin rolled his eyes on the spot and almost fainted!

The force of suppression was not violent, but it made Qu Yin unable to resist. It was a force he had never seen or heard of before.

It was also at this time that a burst of soul power came out of the ice dust and broke into the place where Qu Yin cultivated the god with a bang, causing his soul to feel severe pain and rolling his eyes again.

"No!"

In panic, Qu Yin shouted.

Bing Chen ignored him and charged forward with fierce soul power. He beat Qu Yin's soul to the ground in two or two blows and forcibly stripped off his soul mark.

At this time, a figure suddenly teleported to Bingchen, where Qu Yin was.

Seeing Bing Chen's actions, the visitor frowned and then clasped his fists: "Please be merciful, fellow Taoist!"
To be continued...