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As the host that was chosen, Su Mingqi had the obligation to announce the results of the competition, but how could he announce the current situation?

Su Mingqi looked troubled as he first asked Tang Xiao, "Young Master Tang, what happened in the end?"

Tang Xiao smiled and said: "I didn't win."

Su Mingqi did not dare to conclude that Tang Xiao had lost with these words, so he ran over to Xue Yu and asked, "Young Master Xue, what's the result?"

Xue Yu also smiled faintly: "He didn't lose."

Su Mingqi suddenly realized that Tang Xiao and Xue Yu might meet again to discuss martial arts, but not here. They didn't care about reputation. It didn't matter who won or lost. What was important was that they had an opponent who was similar in age and yet not skilled in martial arts.

Tang Xiao had a generous personality, he was not one who was competitive, nor was he one who had ambitions to become a Number One Under Heaven. Fighting in front of so many people was already a form of performance. Real experts could not be interfered with by any external forces, not to mention that so many people were staring with their eyes wide open and clapping their hands and cheering from time to time.

If the two of them were to fight freely, even a mountain would be razed to the ground. After that, the battlefield would be more or less the same as having experienced an avalanche or being stepped on by a fire bow.

On the other side of the Shi Zen, Bai Cai also asked Master San Jie, "Master, who won?"

Master San Jie said with a profound smile, "Both of them won."

Bai Cai was puzzled. "Please enlighten me, Master."

San Jie flailed around, "Buddha, you can't say it, you can't say it."

When Bai Cai heard it was Buddha, he could only suppress his emotions.

Therefore, he said in a clear voice: "Everyone, Young Hero Tang and Young Hero Xue are extremely skilled, it's hard to differentiate between the two, so let's give them a draw. In the next match, it's Ling Tianfeng against Yi Baiyu."

When Su Mingqi said Ling Tianfeng, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still managed to read it. The moment Ling Tianfeng's name came out, the entire audience was immediately thrown into chaos.

"Ling Tianfeng, didn't he accidentally fall to his death?"

"Young Hero Ling, it's such a pity …"

"Young Master Ling, sigh, the heavens are jealous of the talented …"

Regardless of male or female, all of them were expression who had a face full of grief. Of course, with the exception of the Xuanyi Sect disciples, there were even some female disciples whose eyes were filled with tears.

When Bai Cai saw the three words' Ling Tianfeng 'cause such a huge reaction and even cause so many beauties to cry, he could not help but feel strange. He asked San Jie in a low voice, "Master, who is that Almsgiver Ling person? What happened? Why are those female donors crying, and why do they look so sad? "

Master San Jie was extremely intelligent, he did not forget to ask about the recent happenings in the city clearly while they were drinking and eating, so he naturally knew who Ling Tianfeng was.

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Ling is a good person, it's a pity that good people don't live long. Bai Cai, in the future are you going to be a good person or are you not?" San Jie lowered his head and placed his palms together.

Bai Cai thought about it and said, "I want to be a good person."

San Jie's eyes revealed a pleased look, but he asked again: Why? Good people don't live long. "

Bai Cai said proudly, "Buddha, I am not going to hell. Whoever enters hell, even if they die young, I will still be a good person."

San Jie said shamelessly: As expected of my disciple.

Bai Cai was also very proud. He laughed and then frowned, "Master, just now, you said that the Young Master Ling was met with misfortune, then who will fight on his behalf?"

San Jie did not reply because the result was already obvious.

Carrying the Invincible Magic Knife, Ji Tiandao flew to the center of the arena with a single leap.

"I am here on behalf of the Young Master Ling to experience the power of the Xuanyi Sect's Profound Spirit God." Ji Tiandao looked at Yi Baiyu, and said indifferently, Ji Tiandao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, as though he was speaking in their ears.

Yi Baiyu's demeanor was still as elegant as ever, causing people's hearts to sink when they saw his. However, those beauties only looked at Yi Baiyu with cold and indifferent eyes. This was something that Yi Baiyu couldn't imagine. He was a handsome guy who loved cars and didn't dare drive even though he saw cars full of flowers, yet he fell into a situation where no one cared about him. It was simply because Ling Tianfeng fell off the cliff while competing with him. In fact, if one had even the slightest bit of brains, they would know that it was Yi Baiyu who did it. Who the hell would believe that Ling Tianfeng accidentally fell off the cliff? Although it was said that Yi Baiyu was fighting with Ling Tianfeng because of revenge for his junior and junior brothers, and even if it was him, it was still a matter of course, but women were unreasonable, and their preferences were completely dependent on their hearts.

Yi Baiyu stood with his hands behind his back. With a face devoid of expression, he only said one word, "Alright."

Ji Tiandao would not waste his breath with him, and would not cause any trouble with Mi Qingshen either. With a clang, he pulled out the Invincible Magic Knife, holding it in his hands and took a step forward. With a flash of red light, the Magic Knife slashed towards Yi Baiyu.

The blade stroke was like a divine stroke, it was untraceable and its speed could be said to be lightning fast. Just as Ji Tiandao moved, the blade already pierced the top of his head.

Yi Baiyu took two steps forward, and like a Gangli [1] leaving his original position, he avoided Ji Tiandao's head chop, the blade qi pierced the length of his body, and the rock beneath the ground actually split apart, forming a deep hole of about two feet long, which was extremely shocking.

Yi Tian Dao's blade force was old, but he suddenly changed his technique, the Magic Knife changed its direction and slashed towards Yi Baiyu.

At the same time, Yi Baiyu spread out his hands and intersected ten fingers. Seeing the blade coming at him, he flew backwards, raising his Qi in the air, the blue light in his dantian seemed like it was real and would not dissipate. Then, he shouted out explosively, "Mysterious Spirit Devil Splitting Fist, hit Ji Tiandao with his five fingers tightly clenched.

Old Ji knew how powerful this punch was. Even though he had vowed to kill Yi Baiyu, he knew that he had to remain calm. To Ji Tiandao, the best defense was offense. This was an experience gained from hundreds of battles.

The true meaning of Invincible Magic Knife's technique lay in its fearlessness and its fearlessness in attacking.

Ji Tiandao quickly dodged the punch and a huge hole was created on the ground. The hole was at least three feet deep. Stone fragments flew about, but not a single one touched Ji Tiandao's body.

Before Yi Baiyu could fall, another fist was already thrown out. He thought that Ji Tiandao would dodge again, because the Mysterious Spirit Splitting Demon Fist was a Fierce Flame Fist art and was extremely powerful. It was not something that his body could defend against, and his current target was Ji Tiandao's chest.

The Invincible Magic Knife hummed, the red light was dazzling as it slashed towards Yi Baiyu's throat. At the same time, his body deviated, and he sold his left arm to Yi Baiyu.

Yi Baiyu was shocked, he never thought that Ji Tiandao would use such a move. He thought that Ji Tiandao was the same kind of person as him, both were handsome men. Like beauties, handsome men and women were not allowed to have their own image or appearance. If Ji Tiandao traded one of his arms for his life. Even if he won, his arm would be crippled, and he would become a handsome one-armed man.

Now he understood that Ji Tiandao didn't care at all.

His sabre techniques were sharp, direct and clean. Each slash carried an indomitable momentum, as if they were all going for their lives. Even if Yi Baiyu's martial arts skills were higher than Ji Tiandao's, he would not risk his life to bet. To him, his life was too precious. He had more important things to do in the future.

In this situation, if Yi Baiyu were to stop and dodge, then it would be too late. Unless he sold it to Ji Tiandao as well, he would definitely be injured. No matter how strong his divine body was, how could he block Ji Tiandao's fatal blow?

Ji Tiandao felt no sadness nor joy. There was only the blade, he was the blade, and he fused his Spirit Cloud Ghost and Mi Qingshen into the blade to pinch Yi Baiyu's throat, even if it meant losing an arm.

The blade aura became even stronger, the blade aura became even colder, and the entire place became silent, half of the people had their eyes closed, they could not bear to see Yi Baiyu's head move. The beautiful ladies could not bear to watch any longer. They turned their heads away, not wanting to see this tragic scene.

The panic on Yi Baiyu's face disappeared and was replaced with an unfathomable smile. Ji Tiandao finally understood that it was a mocking and pitiful smile that ridiculed his ignorance and pitied his fate.

Ji Tiandao's heart skipped a beat. An expert's sixth sense already knew that something wasn't right, but as for how it was wrong, he simply couldn't understand. He didn't know what else Hou Yi Baiyu could do at this time.

Boom!

was suddenly on fire and was sent flying. The fire had turned into a pile of pitch black fog and the force scattered everywhere like a nuclear weapon. Ji Tiandao was the one who took the brunt of the fire and was knocked away by the huge force.

When he landed on the ninth floor, he could no longer hold on. The remaining four floors solidly smashed into Ji Tiandao's body, causing a dull sound to ring out as Ji Tiandao's internal organs were injured. In the end, with a 'bang' sound, he crashed into a stone fence.

After the dense fog had dispersed, the white clothes on his body were still neat and tidy, only his hair remained in the air, and his pupils had turned a natural purplish black. He opened his arms, and his body was slightly bent, as though he was a demon that had crawled out of hell.

No one would have thought that even the disciples of Xuanyi Sect would be stunned by this scene: What's wrong with their Young Master? What kind of laborer was he using just now? It was too strange!

"Demonic Firestorm Divine Art!" Who exactly are you? " A middle-aged Spirit Cultivator walked out from under the Heavenly Dao Academy. With a frown, he asked Yi Baiyu who had stopped in the middle of the air in a strange manner.