In the entire martial arts arena, whether it was Zhao Qian, the Li and Liu families, or the audience in the audience.
Everyone was shocked by Su Qiye's arrogant behavior.
From their point of view, Su Qiye's collision with the deacon of Lingjian Sect was simply seeking death!
When Butler Liu saw this, his entire face became extremely gloomy.
This was the first time anyone dared to challenge his majesty.
And, in front of thousands of people.
If Deacon Liu didn't say anything, he would be very embarrassed.
"Since you want to die, then I will help you!" Deacon Liu's eyes were full of murderous intent.
call out!
Facing Su Qiye who was charging towards him with a sword, Deacon Liu just looked at him coldly, and then waved the long sword in his hand.
The long sword danced, and several rays of sword energy went straight towards Su Qiye and slashed him down.
The sword energy condensed into a giant net, trying to cover Su Qiye directly.
If Su Qiye was enveloped by this large net of sword energy, his whole body would be split into countless pieces.
Regarding Deacon Liu's set of sword techniques, Su Qiye's eyes were still so cold and unchanging.
"Sword rises!"
Su Qiye suddenly shouted angrily in a low voice.
His right hand began to retract back, and the sea of swords in his abdomen began to stir in an instant.
A faint scarlet light shone on the Jue Tian Divine Sword, and the sharp sword energy swept across like a mountain roaring tsunami.
After the killing sword vein in Su Qiye's right arm, it was strengthened again.
Therefore, there was a dark moment when Su Qiye put away his sword and charged up his strength.
There was an inexplicable strong wind blowing in the field.
Deacon Liu noticed something was wrong immediately, his face changed slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
"What's going on? Where does the wind come from?" He was very puzzled and felt faintly uneasy.
The next moment, his pupils shrank violently.
Because he saw Su Qiye drawing his sword.
As soon as the sword was thrust out, his expression changed drastically.
Countless sharp sword energies were coming towards him, as if he was facing a salvo of thousands of swords.
"No!"
His eyes were full of disbelief, and he was screaming in his heart.
But it was too late.
Su Qiye's sword was so swift and fierce that the large net of sword energy he cast was torn apart by the sword energy that filled the sky in just a moment.
After seeing this, Deacon Liu quickly raised his sword and struck.
Wishes of sword energy flew out one after another, trying to resist the sword light coming towards him.
However, all this is in vain.
puff! puff! puff!
I saw Deacon Liu's whole body trembling, and blood spurted out one after another.
The sword energy that filled the sky pierced his body fiercely, and even his ninth-level martial arts master couldn't resist it.
Because Su Qiye's sword technique was too terrifying.
Not only is it fast, but it is also powerful.
I saw Deacon Liu being knocked away by the sword, and he flew directly out of the martial arts arena.
boom!
The whole person hit the ground hard.
"puff!"
A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out, and there were sword marks all over this guy's body.
After this sword knocked away Deacon Liu, a feeling of weakness spread throughout his body.
One strike of the sword almost exhausted the sword energy in his body.
The whole place was deathly silent!
No one thought it would be such a result!
The deacon of Lingjian Sect, a ninth-grade great martial artist, actually lost!
and!
He was still knocked away by Su Qiye's sword!
"Oh my God! Is this true?" A monk exclaimed.
"I'm not dreaming, am I? That good-for-nothing Su Qiye actually knocked away a big shot from the Spirit Sword Sect?"
Under the stage, all kinds of shocked comments came and went.
Thousands of people were frightened by the battle just now.
The two men accompanying Deacon Liu rushed over to check on Deacon Liu.
Zhao Qian stood up and stared at Su Qiye on the stage with an ugly expression, holding the tea cup tightly in his right hand.
Click!
In an instant, the tea cup was squeezed and exploded.
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong.
"Trash!" He yelled at Deacon Liu.
At this time, on the martial arts field.
Su Qiye raised his sword and rushed in the direction of Jiang Qingyao.
His eyes were as red as blood, and the murderous intent in them was blooming.
The two Zhao family men who were supporting Jiang Qingyao suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Su Qiye rushing towards them.
They had witnessed Su Qiye's fighting power with their own eyes.
So when they saw Su Qiye rushing towards them, the two people directly dropped Jiang Qingyao, turned around and ran away.
If they don't run away, they will probably become corpses lying on the ground later.
Jiang Qingyao was thrown to the ground, looked at Su Qiye weakly, and stretched out her hand with difficulty.
The jade hands were covered with scars, and it was almost impossible to find a good piece of meat.
"Qingyao!"
Su Qiye rushed to Jiang Qingyao's side and helped her up.
At this time, Jiang Qingyao was completely weak, barely able to stand with bare feet, and her clothes were in tatters.
When Su Qiye saw this scene, the anger in his heart bloomed again.
"I'm going to kill you all!"
He roared viciously, and his voice shook the entire audience!
Like a tiger that chooses and devours people, everyone who looked at Su Qiye's eyes involuntarily took a step back.
Everyone was terrified. Su Qiye's look was simply scarier than looking at a tiger!
Afterwards, Su Qiye carried Jiang Qingyao on his back and supported her with his left hand.
Someone was holding the Red Sky Sword and looking around coldly!
No one in the field dared to look at him!
Even when Zhao Qian saw Su Qiye's fierce gaze, he subconsciously avoided it.
But the next moment, Su Qiye's actions made his teeth chatter.
"Beast, how dare you!"
Zhao Qian roared and rushed straight towards Su Qiye.
Because at this moment, Su Qiye had already raised his sword and rushed towards Zhao Tianmu.
Although Zhao Tianmu had been helped up by people from the Zhao family, he was sitting aside to rest.
But the injuries on his body will not heal in a short time.
Therefore, when Su Qiye suddenly came to kill with his sword, the two Zhao family men standing next to Zhao Tianmu turned around and ran away.
At this moment, it didn't matter that Zhao Tianmu was Zhao Qian's son. It was important to save his life.
Seeing Su Qiye rushing towards him like this, Zhao Tianmu was extremely frightened.
But there was more raging anger in my heart.
He couldn't imagine that he, a sixth-grade great martial artist, would actually lose to Su Qiye, a second-grade great martial artist!
"Father! Don't stop him, I'm going to kill this guy with my own hands today! I'm of the ninth grade bloodline, and I'm extremely talented, how could I be defeated by a loser!" Zhao Tianmu said to Zhao Qian.
This guy's words were full of reluctance, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes.
When Zhao Qian saw this scene, he didn't know what to do for a while.
If he blocks it, Zhao Tianmu will definitely scold him.
Moreover, Zhao Tianmu will be called a waste, and he will not be able to defeat Su Qiye, who is in the second-level martial arts realm.
While he was hesitating, Zhao Tianmu had already raised his injured fist and rushed towards Su Qiye.
boom!
With this punch, Zhao Tianmu released all the spiritual energy in the sea of energy.
So, the moment the punch hit.
A roaring sound erupted in the air, and violent air waves spread out in all directions at high speed.
However, for this.
Su Qiye's face looked the same, extremely cold.
Without hesitation, he chopped down the Chixiao Sword in his hand.
The killing sword veins were activated, and the body received all-round growth.
So, when this sword falls.
A flash of scarlet sword light flashed.
The sharp and harsh sound of sword energy exploded in everyone's ears.
puff!
Everyone's brains went blank for a while, and they were buzzing!
I saw that Zhao Tianmu's arm broke directly at the moment it came into contact with Su Qiye's Scarlet Sky Sword.
The violent fist light was quietly disintegrated.
The fist wind only blew up Su Qiye's clothes and long hair, but did not cause any harm to Su Qiye.
The blood spurted out several meters away like a fountain.
Zhao Tianmu's pupils shrank violently, and he looked at his broken arm in disbelief.
The angry expression on his face gradually changed to fear and nervousness.
"Ah~"
A scream pierced the sky above the martial arts field!
