At first, they saw that the two of them had something to say. Wanluo was very tactful and pulled Yu'er to watch the competition. Seeing that Tian Yinke and the Sword God were smiling so happily, she couldn't help but lean on Tian Yinke's shoulder and asked, "What are you two saying? You laugh so happily?"

"What do you mean?" Tian Yinke said, holding Wanluo's hand.

"Hate, are you, Chou Zhuo, saying bad things about me?" Wanluo questioned Tian Yinke like a housewife.

Even Fenghou saw Yijian, he was laughing there.

"Don't laugh."

No one expected that even a sword of the Marquis would be taken care of. In an instant, a sword of the Marquis was stunned, his smile frozen on his face, and he looked at Wanluo in surprise.

Tian Yinke was eating and laughing in a low voice...ah...it hurts.

It’s good to know that the pain is... Wanluo was struggling to speak, and Tian Yinke’s painful cry continued to be heard.

Of course, Tian Yinke was pinched a few pieces of meat.

Players who compete in the ring will naturally have some achievements in martial arts, otherwise they would dare to go to the ring without some ability! However, in such a crowded competition, even if they have high martial arts skills and don’t have time to recover their strength, they will be a wedding dress for people and perform. Fortunately, there is no death in the ring so far. Either the players think about it themselves and don’t take any action, or the Shaolin monks will take action to save people from the ring in time. Of course, getting off the ring is equivalent to losing.

The players in the competition have good martial arts skills, but none of the real masters have ever appeared now. They all have a wait-and-see attitude. Even the people from the Zhengdao League are not in a hurry at all and are watching.

"Why don't I go up?" The demon Xiaohu looked at Fu Junhe and volunteered.

But the answer was not Fu Junhe, but to Jiangshan: "Don't worry, there are hundreds of thousands of players here, and there are many experts in it, and there are also people from Tianyi Sect and Juyi Alliance there."

"I will get rid of those people in two or three times." Haikuotiankong glanced at Tianyinke and said indignantly.

He pointed at Jiangshan and smiled: "I know, they are not your opponent, but have you seen them have a strong support?"

"Strong aid?" Haikuotiankong looked at Tianyinke again.

The demon Xiaohu said in a deep voice: "Sword God, be granted a marquis with one sword."

That's right, it's the Sword God, Tianyi Sect and Juyi Alliance can ignore it, but if you give advice to Jiangshan, you won't ignore the Sword God of the Sword God. The Ten Gods in the Martial Arts are not people with fame. They all have outstanding martial arts skills, so it's better to be cautious.

After hearing the word "Sword God", Hai Kuotiankong breathed helplessly, and he was not sure that he could win the Sword God, because he was defeated during the Ten Gods Martial Arts Conference. The defeated person naturally knew how strong the opponent was. Unfortunately, the person who defeated him could not even enter a thousand people. It is conceivable how strong the martial arts of the one thousand selected were, let alone the ten people who could win the throne of the Ten Gods.

When Huo Shen Kang was still in the righteous alliance, Hai Kuotiankong competed with him. In the end, Kang Guan only defended and did not make any moves. Hai Kuotiankong attacked hard all the way, but he didn't even win a move and ended with a draw. Of course, Hai Kuotiankong knew that he was losing. After all, he was the attacking side, but the opponent blocked all his attacks.

The Ten Gods are a powerful being themselves, and they will not be so stupid that they compete with the Sword God. They must wait and wait for their absolute confidence.

Fu Junhe saw it a little impatiently and spoke: "Asfa, go."

Following Fu Jun and a man in strong clothes behind him, he flew onto the ring with a machete in his hand. The VIP seat was not far from the ring, but it was not close, but this person could easily jump into the middle of the ring, which showed that his light skills were not bad.

Seeing this person jumping onto the ring, the atmosphere in the entire venue was immediately motivated.

The Zhengdao Alliance finally took action, and with one of the top ten masters, he became the "Random Knife" Asfa.

At the same time, Yu'er also smiled softly: "It seems they can't help but take action."

Tian Yinke and others focused on looking at Asfa on the ring and frowned. This Asfa is worthy of being called a random knife. This sword technique is extremely messy, so messy that it is like a person who can't use a knife. Although it is messy, the effect is extremely significant. Players who want to take the opportunity to get a cheap one will inexplicably be killed by the random knife as soon as they go up...

This is the first person to die after more than a hundred people. Even the Shaolin monk dared to take action to save people casually. Of course, it is not that they cannot save people, but that they must first hurt people to save people. This is obviously inconsistent with the rules.

In fact, in the competition, everyone knows that death and injury are inevitable. If you die under the other party, you can only blame yourself for not being good at learning skills and not being able to blame others.

Killing a player who won ten consecutive games, Asfa still stood in the center of the ring and glanced at the players in the audience, looking down on the world, as if he was the only one in the world.

Many players who don’t like to take action are stopped by their more rational companions around them.

There is more than one Asfa in the righteous alliance, but also the righteous heroes, the demon Xiaohu, and Fu Junhe, the leader of the righteous alliance, these are all first-class strong men. Their rash actions will only make them die faster.

However, some players still jumped onto the ring and challenged Asfa.

Everyone watched coldly, watching Asfa kill all the players who went to the ring to challenge one by one, and they couldn't help but be shocked by his superb sword technique. He was indeed a master of swordsmanship.

The sword techniques are chaotic and orderly, linked together, one after another, not a mess, but a mess, but a mess. The sword itself is a sword array.

Of course, everyone players naturally don’t know that Asfa’s sword technique is a sword formation. All they can see is the Sword Saint and Shaolin Abbot. Lin Shihao only saw some ways, but he was not very clear.

Not long before Asfa was the first person to win in a row tonight, winning 61 games in a row.

He pointed at Jiangshan and smiled: "The leader is indeed foresighted. He will not be tired no matter how long he plays."

Fu Junhe just smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything.

The sky is wide, and the demon Xiaohu stood aside and said nothing, but felt very uncomfortable. After all, it was not himself who was the one who showed the limelight.

"Don't be stern. The leader asked Asfa to go up as bait. If he didn't take the bait, it would be better. If he took the bait, it would be better. If he took the bait, Asfa would take him half dead first, and it wouldn't be too late for you to go up." The two of them said softly, pointing in and walking in.

Although his intention is good, as a master, he feels a little ashamed of using this method to win no matter how broad the sky and sky is, and even insults his martial arts. He is confident that he should win, so why should he use this method? He is just defending against the sword god.

He pointed to Jiangshan and saw the unhappiness on Haikuotiankong's face, and patted him on the shoulder without saying anything.

At the same time, Wang Cheng had already come back with ten Jinyiwei and a huge and exquisite brown box. Those who noticed were particularly surprised. Of course, the most surprising thing was that Tian Yinke had already seen that these ten Jinyiwei were not weak players.

The box actually asked them ten Jinyiwei to fight against each other, and no one seemed to be very dedicated when he took a step, and sweat had already flowed.

The Sword Saint glanced at him just then nodded, and then returned to the arena.

It seems that the competition is about to end. If no one defeats Asfa, the priority of the sword test will fall into the hands of the Zhengdao Alliance.

Yu'er looked back at her people and sighed. This time, only she came out with herself, Wanluo and Fengfeng Liuxing. No matter how she looked at Fengfeng Liuxing, she couldn't get into Asfa's random swords. She would undoubtedly add color to the other party.

Then he glanced at Tian Yinke and instantly gave up his thoughts.

The Zhengdao Alliance already has a quota for the sword-sending disciples who can become the sword saint. If they take down the "Ganjiang", even Jingdao Villa will be afraid of the Zhengdao Alliance.

Tian Yinke naturally noticed the look of Yu'er's eyes, and thought in his heart that if the "gathering general" was taken down by the Zhengdao Alliance, it would be very unfavorable to him. No matter what, the two sides are in a hostile situation now. If the other party is strong, it means that he will be suppressed. The just-starting Tianyi Sect is a Zhengdao Alliance that can occupy half of the world. Therefore, he must suppress the other party before the other party suppresses him.

Tian Yinke, who had been thinking about gains and losses, had made up his mind to fly onto the arena with his feet and his feet.

The Sword Saint showed a little excitement, and he didn't even bother with the Jinyiwei sending the sword up. He said to the Shaolin abbot next to him: "I finally got a little excited."

“Anita.”

Unexpectedly, the Shaolin abbot had just finished reading the book, and the Sword Saint truthfully added the sentence "Sin, sin", which made the Shaolin abbot's face froze...

When Asfa flew from Tian Yinke to the ring, he felt a sharp knife flying towards him, staring at Tian Yinke in front of him: "Who are you?" Not everyone knows Tian Yinke in a mask, and even the people from the Zhengdao League are no exception.

Fu Junhe frowned and smiled relievedly, "I can finally see and see how much is the person who can defeat us Xiaohu." In Fu Junhe's tone, it seemed that Tian Yinke was dispensable, just like watching a trick.

The three men instructed Jiangshan did not speak, but looked at Tian Yinke.

"Cao Zhuo, the evil sword of Tianyi Sect." Tian Yinke looked at Asfa coldly and said coldly.

Just one sentence made Asfa feel that the other party was very cold and cold, and his face remained unchanged: "Evil Sword? Then let my random sword meet your evil sword."

"This time there is a good look in the Zhengdao League." A player on the audience stage said that this person was the player who was held by Tian Yinke with a knife at the Xishu Inn that day. He had personally experienced the strength of Tian Yinke, but he heard a lot. Although it was all rumors, he believed that when he heard that he was wiped out by all means, the three brothers lurked outside the Sixth Lane for several days. In the end, the only ones who could see from Sixth Lane were Tian Yinke and Tiger Flying Guard. After half a day, two women came out, and they were with Tian Yinke and the others in the inn. Naturally, the three of them remembered that they had never seen anyone come out since then, so Tian Yimen used four people to destroy more than one thousand people. This was not a rumor, but a fact, a fact they saw with their own eyes.

Seeing the name of the Yinke in the sky, Asfali reciprocates: "I am here, right..."

However, before he finished speaking, Tian Yinke had already taken the lead and slashed his neck with both hands.

Asfa did not notice that Tian Yinke pulled out the knife from his back, so he naturally thought that it had not started yet. It was unexpected that Tian Yinke did not say any rules at all, and just slashed Asfa's neck with both hands......

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