On the stage, Qin Yang's sword was gathering strength.

Wu Jiangbian and Ling Miao parked their cars and rushed over, both of them looking at Qin Yang on the ring.

Wu Jiangbian asked hurriedly: "Team leader, why did Mr. Qin challenge him to a duel?"

Jiang Chen sighed: "Qin Yang is too confident and has to deal with Zong Tieyi alone."

Wei Wanlai said in a deep voice: "I don't know where Qin Yang's confidence comes from, but I see that the knife in his hand seems to be a little different..."

Shao Hongying said: "It's just a knife of average quality, what use can it be?"

Wei Wanlai shook his head, turned around and asked, "Did Captain Wu meet Qin Yang just after he went out?"

Wu Jiangbian nodded: "That's right. I was attacked by the Horn Guardian. Mr. Qin suddenly appeared and beat the Horn Guardian half to death with one move..."

Ling Miao looked at it quietly for a while and said: "If anything happens to Qin Yang, I will ask my master to take revenge on the Zhao family."

Wei Wanlai and others raised their eyebrows, and then all looked at Qin Yang. If the Living King of Hell didn't come back, his disciples would be abducted.

Luo Qingying and others all stared with bated breath. Whether their crisis could be resolved depended on whether Qin Yang could deal with Zong Tieyi and suppress Zhao Fenghe of the Zhao family.

Zhao Chenyi looked at Qin Yang with hatred, and said with hatred: "Qin... I will cut him into pieces!"

Hou Yuquan's eyes were also cold and full of resentment. He also looked forward to the dismemberment of this young man who had caused him great loss and humiliation.

Zhao Fenghe didn't say much, but looked at Qin Yang with an expression full of solemnity.

Ning Lao, Fang Mingzhi and others were afraid and hated, but they did not dare to say any unnecessary words.

...

On the stage.

Qin Yang's sword power was accumulated in his right arm, and Zong Tie, who was using the iron cloth shirt with all his strength, slightly trembled his brows, and actually felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

"How is it possible...could this kid really be able to break my iron cloth shirt with one knife?"

As soon as Zong Tie felt that he had been locked by a terrifying energy, the kind of pressure rushing towards his face was something he had never experienced before.

"call--"

Qin Yang slowly exhaled, and then, he shouted lowly, and all the gathered sword power merged into the long sword in his hand!

"cut!"

With a loud shout, Qin Yang swung his knife roughly.

Boom!

Suddenly, the terrifying Dao Gang was like a violent beast, tearing apart the solid arena, and a golden sword light swept out lengthwise, with a height of more than twenty meters!

A terrifying knife force turned into a fierce wind and swept around the stands, even the guardrails of the stands were cut off!

The power of the sword is like the sky collapsing, and the sword is as fierce as a tiger down the mountain!

Zong Tieyi's pupils suddenly shrank, and a golden light reflected in his eyes, which was gradually approaching and slowly enlarging in his eyes.

Must avoid!

At this moment, the Zhao family tiebushan felt a fatal crisis.

Years of fighting experience told him that if this knife hit him head-on, his body would be split into two on the spot!

boom!

Zong Tieyi seemed to have forgotten the confident words he just uttered.

Power poured into his feet, Zong Tieyi turned ninety degrees counterclockwise, and the golden sword was less than three centimeters away from the tip of his nose, and it swept violently!

However, even though there was no actual contact with Dao Gang, his nose was still torn apart by the force of the knife, and blood suddenly overflowed.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the knife in Qin Yang's hand fell into pieces, turning into pieces and shooting in all directions. Many fragments directly penetrated the wall and were embedded in it.

Zong Tie barely dodged the knife, his scalp was numb and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He turned his head suddenly and looked in Qin Yang's direction.

"you..."
Chapter completed!