Chapter 6248

"It turns out you're good, but you're still talking in front of so many people? I'm not afraid of being laughed off by others! "

For Zhang Xiaofan's words, Murong is full of sneer, directly sarcastic, way.

"No harm!"

As for the words of Wang Yuantao and Murong, Qiu Tianming waved his hand and said.

"My Qiu's attack is only aimed at Wang Zhenyuan. It won't hurt the innocent!"

This remark shocked all the people present.

I didn't expect that Qiu Tianming, with his all-round cultivation, could be able to achieve the terrifying state of his heart following his will!

"Qiang --!"

The next moment, saw a knife light flash out, people only feel a pain in their eyes, as if they were burned by some sharp weapon.

Then, in their ears came the roar of hurricanes one after another!

Wang Zhenyuan only felt the Dao Qi in front of him, but he couldn't tell which one of the thousands of Dao Qi was the real killing move!

Therefore, Wang Zhenyuan is also in this process, it can be said that he retreated again and again, more than six steps back in succession.

In this gap, Wang Zhenyuan naturally has no leisure, he has more than eight punches in a row, and the prestige of each punch is more domineering and fierce than the last one!

The Qi of the sabre gradually converges. I don't know when Qiu Tianming's golden back machete will come back.

At the same time, Wang Zhenyuan and Qiu Tianming had already opened up a distance of more than ten feet at this time. After seeing that Qiu Tianming had stopped cutting, he was puzzled and said.

"Qiu Tianming, just now this is just the first knife. Why didn't the two knives come out after you?"

In response, Qiu Tianming just slowly shook his head, calm face, said: "there is no need for the next two knives, because you have been defeated!"

After hearing Qiu Tianming's obvious endless words, Wang Zhenyuan was also full of doubts. But then, he seemed to suddenly realize something and looked down at his right chest.

I saw that the right side of Wang Zhenyuan's Zhongshan suit didn't know when it had been cut by a sharp weapon. Although the cut was very narrow, it didn't hurt Wang Zhenyuan's body.

"This... How can this be?"

After looking at the mouth on his right chest, the expression on Wang Zhenyuan's face suddenly became stiff, with a deep color of disbelief.

Although, before he had a head-on battle with Qiu Tianming, Wang Zhenyuan could have expected that he would not be able to resist Qiu Tianming's three swords.

But what Wang Zhenyuan never dreamed of was that even if he tried his best, he still lost so directly and miserably in the end.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Qiu Tianming and Wang Zhenyuan just fought with each other.

Then, Qiu Tianming didn't need to do anything at that time. He just needed to use a little more strength, which would be enough to penetrate Wang Zhenyuan's heart in an instant!

"Ah... I'm still old, Wang Zhenyuan..."

When he said these words, Wang Zhenyuan's voice was very low, with a sense of dejected, the whole person seemed to be five or six years old.