At the moment before the Jinghong Ghost Sword was cut, Liu Wuxie disappeared from the spot again.
"Crack!"
The sword energy struck the ground, cutting out countless broken stones, like hidden darts, and shot out in all directions.
"What a speed!"
There are still many masters in the field. Although the specific situation cannot be seen clearly, the spiritual consciousness can easily enter the battle platform and the scene above can be seen clearly.
They were stunned by Liu Wuxie's speed. This kind of speed was beyond the reach of ordinary high-level infants.
The evil blade was like a poisonous snake, suddenly making an extremely tricky angle and piercing Cui Shan's heart.
too fast!
So fast that he didn't even have time to blink, the sword light had already appeared on Cui Shan's chest.
"laugh!"
The sword energy entered the body, and Cui Shan's body froze in place.
When Liu Wuxie used his sword, he always killed him with one strike, without giving his opponent a second chance.
The surrounding ghost wind disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and only Liu Wuxie stood quietly on the stage. Cui Shan's body fell to the ground.
Liu Wuxie put away his storage ring and walked towards the next level.
"Cui Shan was defeated!"
Those in the stands sat helplessly in their chairs, unable to accept this reality.
Many people lost everything and lost all their money. Such a chance to make a comeback was actually destroyed in Liu Wuxie's hands.
Liu Wuxie was still challenging, and their eyes naturally fell on Liu Xing, approaching Liu Xing step by step.
In this battle, he won nearly two hundred thousand spirit stones, which was a huge amount of money. Even those in the ordinary high-level infant realm might not be able to get it.
Liu Xing was completely unaware and pushed out all the spirit stones he had won.
After four battles, Liu Wuxie won a total of 160,000 spirit stones. If he continued to win, it would be difficult for him to get out of the One Sword Moving Spirit Mountain.
The middle-aged man in the yard looked gloomy.
After losing so many spiritual stones, it is rare to move the spiritual mountain with one sword.
Most people will stop after winning one or two games, or lose again in the next game.
Liu Xing did better, scoring four consecutive games, which is very unusual.
"Bring on the butcher!"
The middle-aged man said something coldly, and a boy in Tsing Yi ran away.
Hearing the word butcher, the challengers sitting in the yard trembled.
Who is this butcher? It frightened so many people, with a look of fear on their faces.
Liu Wuxie appeared on the new battlefield, standing firmly in place like a green pine.
The people in the stands are not calm anymore. Who should they bet on in this game?
Time passed minute by minute, five minutes had passed, and the opponent had not yet appeared.
Many people were impatient with waiting, and they kept urging, and bursts of noise spread throughout the Yi Sword Moves Spirit Mountain.
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
A series of dull footsteps came from the depths of the passage.
It doesn't sound like the footsteps of mysterious beasts, but like the sound of human walking.
It is difficult for a normal person to make such a dull sound when walking. Could it be that he is a giant?
Liu Wuxie squeezed the evil blade in her hand tightly. Before the person arrived, a terrifying murderous intent almost knocked him away.
The person who came was very strong, at least in terms of momentum, he was far suppressed.
"It's a butcher, it's actually a butcher!"
Before they could fully walk out of the passage, someone was already shouting. Many people's blood was gushing and their passion was completely ignited.
When Liu Xing heard the word "butcher", his legs softened and he almost sat on the ground.
"How is it possible? This is only the fifth level. How could the butcher appear?"
Liu Xing had heard a little bit about this butcher, and heard that he was extremely powerful, four meters tall, and holding a battle ax, and could kill high-level infants with ease.
This is one of them. The Butcher has been around for a long time. It is rumored that he has fought a hundred games in a row without losing.
Such a monster's performance is enough to dwarf all challengers. No wonder those people in the courtyard looked horrified.
"Why would the butcher come out? This is not normal!"
Many people looked puzzled. This was only the fifth level. According to Liu Wuxie's level, at most the second and third levels of Huaying could be sent out.
The Butcher is at the sixth level of the Transformation Infantry Realm, and with his invulnerable body, even the seventh level of Transformation Infantry Level is no match for him.
Over the past year or so, many challengers have fallen into the hands of the butcher.
The butcher is an executioner raised in a mountain with a single sword, and he has countless lives in his hands.
The spiritual stones won by the challengers returned to the pocket of Yi Jian moving Lingshan.
At least in this short month, as many as fifty monks died in his hands.
The Butcher rarely appears in the fifth level, so no wonder everyone is surprised.
"I bet on the butcher to win!"
The monks from his family all placed their bets on the butcher. Liu Wuxie would definitely die in this battle.
"I also buy the butcher to win!"
More and more people joined in the betting, and in just a few minutes, more than 500 people bet on the butcher to win, amounting to several million spiritual stones.
"I bet on him to win!"
At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded, and a woman wearing a red outfit appeared and bet Liu Wuxie 20,000 spirit stones to win.
"Sister Xin'er, why are you here too?"
Seeing this woman, Liu Xing asked quickly.
"Why can't I come!"
The woman named Xin'er is very domineering, and her realm is extremely high. She is actually the eighth level of infant transformation, and has already entered the ninth level with one foot.
Judging from his age, he is only a year or two older than Liu Xing, but their realms are worlds apart.
"I can come, I can come!"
Liu Xing was a little afraid of this woman.
There are very few women who come to One Sword Moving Spirit Mountain. Most of them are male monks. Even if women come, they are with their companions.
Liu Wuxie didn't know anything about what happened above. His eyes fell on the butcher.
He was twice as tall as Liu Wuxie. Standing in front of him, Liu Wuxie could reach his waist at most.
This was the first time for Liu Wuxie to see such a huge human race.
There are some differences from the giants. Among the humans, they are definitely terrifying existences.
He holds a battle ax in his right hand.
The brown substance stained on the surface of the tomahawk should be traces left by dried blood, and the butcher was too lazy to clean it.
Also, the ax handle had turned blood red, and the original wood color had long since disappeared, as if it had been soaked in blood.
A strong evil spirit surged out from the battle axe, and there were sounds of howling ghosts and wolves, like countless demons roaring.
Those were the unjust souls who died under the tomahawk. They were imprisoned in the tomahawk and could not be released, so they screamed in agony.
Such a tragic voice would have broken down a normal person's mind a long time ago, but Liu Wuxie's expression remained unchanged, without any fluctuation.
To be continued...