Three swords, Ye Zi only used three swords to kill Tang Yuyun.
The speed and cunningness of his sword moves are hard to guard against.
And its accuracy made the whole audience stunned.
It wasn't until Ye Zi stepped off the ring that everyone in the audience came back to their senses and looked at Tang Yuyun lying on the floor.
Tang Yuyun, with his whole body of steel, instantly killed Duan Chenfeng, but he was instantly killed by Ye Zi's three swords!
"Too strong, three swords, just three swords!"
"As expected of Chang Sanjian's disciple, he has learned its essence deeply."
"It seems that when you encounter this person in the future, you should be careful, especially the first three swords of the fight. You must be on guard!"
All the eyes of the audience were focused on Ye Zi, and there was a lot of discussion.
Ye Zi walked towards Chen Yang, Da Tou and Xiao Bei as if there was no one around.
At this moment, his heart was opened and he felt extremely relaxed.
Chen Yang smiled and said: "Brother, I knew you could kill Tang Yuyun."
The big head hooked Ye Zi's shoulder and said with a smile: "Awesome, Ye Zi, we are no longer your opponents now."
Xiao Bei said: "Three swords can defeat the enemy, Ye Zi, I'm afraid I can't even block one of your swords."
The four of them sat down and started chatting, not caring about the strange looks from around them.
On the other side, the face of the leader of the Thorn Blood Sect, Jie, turned gloomy.
After Tang Yuyun released him last time, he approached the Edison Group again, underwent a second transformation of his body, and then joined the Thorn Blood Sect.
Jie spent some time training Tang Yuyun, and his combat effectiveness has become quite strong during the training process.
Unexpectedly, he was killed.
"Huh! These four people must pay the price!"
Jie snorted coldly and winked at a man next to him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The man nodded and looked back at Chen Yang and the other four, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Jie warned: "Challenge Hu Yelin first, don't kill him, just teach him a lesson. Otherwise, if his master Chang Sanjian comes to visit, he will be in trouble after all."
Although the Thornblood Faction has a trump card, Jie doesn't want to make too many enemies yet.
After all, China is so big that if it is besieged by all the forces, no matter how strong the Thornblood Sect is, they will not be able to hold it back.
But now, their purpose is to lay a foundation and fight against the official, rather than to provoke the entire Chinese martial arts world.
When the man heard Jie's instructions, he moved and jumped onto the ring.
Seeing someone else enter the ring, everyone's attention was attracted.
Chen Yang and the other four also looked at this person.
I saw this man wearing a double-breasted blouse. He was about forty years old. He had a strong and upright figure. His eyes were as bulging as copper bells, exuding a fierce aura.
"Hu Yelin, I want to challenge you!"
Just when everyone looked over, the strong man roared, as if the roof was about to be lifted off.
Everyone looked at Ye Zi again, and realized that Ye Ye had killed the people of the Thorn Blood Sect, and now the Thorn Blood Sect was trying to regain its place.
Chen Yang looked at the strong man. The man's aura was stable and he seemed to have reached the peak of cultivation.
And the fact that he dared to stand up showed that after seeing Ye Zi's three sword strikes just now, he was still confident that he could defeat Ye Zi.
Chen Yang frowned and said to Ye Zi, "You take a rest first and I'll meet him."
After saying that, he was about to walk to the ring.
Ye Zi grabbed Chen Yang and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, don't worry. My swordsmanship is indomitable. Even if I lose, I will admit it."
Datou worriedly said: "But just in case..."
Ye Zi said, "Don't worry, I can still save my life."
"Why, don't you dare to go on stage?"
Seeing that Ye Zi hadn't moved yet, the big man on the stage sneered: "Hmph, are you afraid of me, Gao Yiping?"
"Even if I am afraid, my sword is not afraid either."
Ye Zi shouted, walked over, and jumped onto the ring.
Gao Yiping's eyes were cold and he didn't say much. The moment Ye Zi jumped onto the ring, he punched Ye Zi.
Ye Zi drew his sword in his hand, and without any panic, he swung his sword to attack.
Although Gao Yiping was tall and strong, he was very flexible in his movements. He avoided the attacks of the leaves with an extremely twisted posture.
The first sword failed.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zi took advantage of the situation and struck out with his second sword.
The sword was as fast as thunder and lightning, and with a flash of cold light, the sword was already in front of Gao Yiping, with nowhere to hide.
It seemed that this sword could kill Gao Yiping.
But in an instant, Gao Yiping made palms with his hands, slapped them in the middle, and actually clamped the sword blade.
The momentum of the sword continued unabated, and it continued to move forward, sliding in Gao Yiping's hand, cutting his palm, and dripping blood.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to hit Gao Yiping, the blade slowly stopped and was completely clamped by Gao Yiping's palms.
"What a strength!"
The whole audience exclaimed, all shocked by Gao Yiping's strength.
And he ignored the injuries on his palms, as if he couldn't feel the pain of the sword cutting his palms.
Ye Zi's expression became condensed, and he took a random check, but the sword blade was tightly clamped and could not be pulled out, but it brought Gao Yiping closer.
As the saying goes, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger. As Gao Yiping approached, Ye Zi lost control of the sword again and was immediately at a disadvantage.
Gao Yiping kept his hands still while his legs kept kicking towards the lower plate of the leaves.
Ye Zi was obviously not good at boxing and kicking. After blocking a few legs, he was kicked in the leg by Gao Yiping. He staggered and almost fell down.
He pulled out his long sword with all his strength and started a close fight with Gao Yiping.
But at this close distance, his advantage with the sword was immediately gone. The two fought for more than ten rounds. Gao Yiping was hit with a sword in his arm and kicked Ye Zi out of the ring.
But even after falling to the ground, Ye Zi still held the sword in his hand tightly.
"hiss……"
The whole audience took a breath, all shocked by Gao Yiping's fighting prowess.
Ye Zi killed Tang Yuyun with three swords, but now he was defeated by Gao Yiping. Gao Yiping's strength is evident.
"leaf!"
Chen Yang, Da Tou and Xiao Bei all changed their expressions and ran towards Ye Zi.
After lifting Ye Zi up and seeing that he was okay, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Gao Yiping walked to the edge of the ring, bowed his hands to Ye Zi, and said with a smile: "You are worthy of being Senior Chang Sanjian's disciple, I accept it. But you failed to defeat me with three swords. It seems that you haven't received the true inheritance from Senior Chang Sanjian.
You need to practice and practice again.”
The irony in this statement is very obvious.
Ye Zi's face darkened, he raised his sword and was about to continue on to the ring.
"No."
Xiaobei shook his head slightly and stopped Ye Zi.
He knew that Ye Zi was no match for Gao Yiping and if he continued to fight, he would still lose.
Datou said in a deep voice: "It seems that this bastard is afraid of your master, so he didn't kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yiping pointed at his big head and said provocatively: "Next, Luo..."
Hearing this, Chen Yang and others' hearts skipped a beat.
This bastard on stage was clearly targeting the four of them.
Datou's strength is not even as good as that of Ye Zi. If he takes the stage, there is only one outcome, and he will still lose.
Before Gao Yiping could finish his words, Chen Yang jumped onto the ring and shouted: "Anyone who hurts my brother will die!"