The atmosphere on the battlefield was slightly frozen, and Qin Ming was covered in scars, but he got up again. The fighting spirit was like fire, and he kept talking. His eyes were bloodshot and his murderous aura was fierce.

Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo woke up quickly. One used an axe to tear open his chest and the other hit his shoulder with his fists. They used pain to stimulate their spirits and forced their minds to recover.

After yesterday, everyone in Tu Ling Sect carefully asked about Xu Hanfeng's situation and discussed countermeasures, in order to be prepared when encountering Qin Ming.

Unexpectedly, it really works!

"Is this your support? Then you can say goodbye to this martial arts platform!" Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo shook their heads hard, lifting their energy and rushing towards Qin Ming without hesitation.

Qin Ming still said nothing, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and was full of murderous aura, moving forward.

Dance wildly, and attacking like lightning!

All three of them fell into a state of madness, one retreated and one attacked, and all had a strong wind.

The battle between them is not like other spiritual warriors. They require sufficient spiritual power to support them. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, they will lose the power to fight again. They rely more on physical collisions, and the strokes of blood and sweat, which looks more exciting.

The young men and ladies of the aristocratic families in the stands stood up, shouting, cheering, and encouraging. They really rarely see such fierce battles.

Men fight, bloody!

"Crazy! Is this good at martial arts or is it fighting hard?" Fan Xin covered her mouth and didn't dare to watch the fierce battle on the field.

"Today's battle is enough to make Qin Ming famous." Many disciples began to recognize it, and it was a bit crazy, but this person has toughness and bloodiness.

At this moment, the fierce battle suddenly reversed and the atmosphere in the martial arts field suddenly became quiet.

On the martial arts stage, a picture seemed to be frozen. Qin Ming hugged the giant axe that was chopping down, leaned back, his hands were facing the sky, and squeezed the heavy giant axe tightly. The sharpness of the axe stopped at the tip of his nose. If he couldn't stop it, or if the axe exerted force downward, it would really be possible to split his head in half.

But he stopped him!

Lucky? Or is it really sure?

The men and women in the audience covered their mouths and were shocked and sweated. Who dared to take the axe from the Tu Ling Sect like this?

Just as the audience exclaimed, the second after Qin Ming stopped the giant axe, he pushed the axe away from the side, his whole body tumbling up, flipping like a gyro at high speed, his feet were as fast as lightning, and he stomped on Xia Xingluo's armpit.

Xia Xingluo was just attacked by Qin Ming's murderous aura the previous round. His consciousness was dizzy. At this moment, he could not avoid it and was hit hard.

Qin Ming was violent and stomped Xia Xingluo's ribs under his armpits, stomped him out, and snatched the two-meter-long giant axe.

Xia Xingluo landed more than ten meters, and his right arm almost lost consciousness. The severe pain made him completely awake and he rushed up like crazy. He was also aroused by Qin Ming's madness and passionate desire to fight and blood until the end.

"Huh! Come again!" Qin Ming roared, danced a giant axe, and slashed Guo Shantong.

The 300-pound giant axe was whistling and whistling. Not only was it not unfamiliar, but it was very easy to chop Guo Shantong backed back and fisted against each other.

The disciples of the eight sects were deeply shocked. This was not a martial arts place, it was simply a battleground for life and death.

Passionate, domineering.

Barbaric, tragic.

When they saw Qin Ming's strength, they felt the murderous aura even more. Is this disciple trained by Qingyun Sect? This kind of madness and murderous nature are more like disciples of the Blood Evil Sect, while the violent and barbaric are even more like disciples of the Tu Ling Sect.

Yang Yi of the Tu Ling Sect slowly frowned, no longer spoke, and stared at the battlefield. He suddenly stopped being disgusted with Qin Ming, but instead he vaguely had the urge to appear in person, and also wanted to have a heart-warming battle.

"If you don't die, you will be abandoned, why bother?" Zhang Lan whispered.

"Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo are both descendants of the Tu Ling Sect's generation second only to Yang Yi. They joined forces but failed to suppress Qin Ming." Murong Chong's expression was complicated. If he were himself, it would be difficult to guarantee victory against any of Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluoli. Qin Ming actually fought against two of them with his own strength, which was unimaginable.

Ding Dian also watched the game off the stage: "Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo are prepared, not as easy as Xu Hanfeng. It's hard for Qin Ming to beat them."

"What exactly does Qin Ming want? A victory is so important." Li Nian didn't understand. The battle on the stage had obviously changed. It was not a martial arts place, it was clearly a life-and-death battle. Qin Ming fought for strength, and even more about life. Every move was very dangerous, and any mistake could directly kill him.

On the main stage.

The Sect Master of Tuling Sect slowly stretched out his frown, and suddenly asked the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect beside him: "Sect Master Li, is Qin Ming really a servant of your Qingyun Sect?"

The leader of Qingyun Sect, haha, I didn't say anything, you have asked many times. He was also shocked by Qin Ming's performance and understood why Qin Ming tried his best.

"Since you are a servant, it doesn't matter, what should I give it to me?" As soon as the Sect Master of Tuling Sect said this, the Sect Masters were stunned. Is this love?

"He used to be a servant, but now he is not." The leader of Qingyun Sect smiled faintly. This was right. According to the agreement with Qin Ming, as long as Qin Ming can win one game, he can pardon his status as a servant, so today Qin Ming is no longer a servant of Qingyun Sect.

"Why did Qin Ming become a servant?" The leader of the Xue Xie Sect also interjected, as if he was interested.

"According to an accident." The leader of Qingyun Sect didn't want to say much.

Not only were the sect leaders interested, but some of the disciples of each sect also felt something was wrong. Qin Ming was either a complete madman or something was really in trouble.

"Why is Qin Ming a servant?" A disciple of Xuanxin Sect came to the Qingyun Sect's team.

"It has something to do with you?" Mu Cheng and others looked coldly.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can't say."

"It's really nothing to say." Tie Shanhe held the iron knife and looked at the fierce battlefield on the ring: "Qin Ming was originally the young master of a city. Eight years ago, an accident, Qingyun Sect destroyed his entire city. His parents didn't know how to live or die. 200,000 people were taken into the mine as slaves, and he captured Qingyun Sect as servants."

"Ah?" The Xuanxin Sect thought he had heard it wrong. Qin Ming had a grudge against Qingyun Sect?

"Qin Ming sold himself to the Chamber of Commerce and changed the opportunity to participate in the eight tea parties. You are competing for rankings, he is fighting for his life, and he wants to save his relatives."

"Tieshanhe! You said it!" Mu Cheng sternly reminded that the meaning of these words was vague. If it was spread, it would definitely be seriously misunderstood. You are also a disciple of Qingyun Sect. As for framed Qingyun Sect?

I understand, it turns out that there is really insider. The disciple of Xuanxin Sect smiled and quietly retreated.

Not long after, the grudges about Qin Ming and Qingyun Sect spread to the disciples of various sects and also to the stands.

What Tieshanhe said was ambiguity, but as soon as it was passed on, it changed, and even turned into the Qingyun Sect slaughtering Qin Ming all over the city.

The sect leaders of the eight sects have a high level of realm and strong strength, and have a wide range of spiritual consciousness, so naturally I heard the following discussion.

The leader of Qingyun Sect’s face is not good-looking. Who spreads this randomly? Distorts the facts!

At this moment, the battle situation of the Wutai changed suddenly. Qin Ming shook off the giant axe and forced Xia Xingluo to retreat. He chased Guo Shantong and launched a storm-like attack. His hands and arms were lingering in black air, and his murderous aura was fierce. He fought against Guo Shantong one after another, and forced him to fight from the field to the corner of the Wutai.

"Jiu Xiaoxiao Cangqiu!" Guo Shantong made a counterattack regardless of the situation, with both fists hitting hard, and the air was surging, and the surrounding air seemed to be boiling, and the roar was deafening. However, his consciousness was blurred and he didn't see the direction of Qin Ming at all, so that Qin Ming completely avoided the attack and hit him hard from the side, disrupting his attack, and then punched him on the head.

It's broken! The disciples all changed their qualities.

Guo Shantong felt as if he was struck by lightning, his consciousness was dizzy, and his majestic body fell straight from the martial arts platform.

A hundred meters away, Xia Xingluo shook his head hard and forced himself to come back to his senses. He raised his breath deeply, grabbed the giant axe, roared loudly, and lifted the axe to fight back.

But……

Qin Ming had already arrived from behind. Before he could lift the axe, Qin Ming stomped his steps and clenched his fist on Xia Xingluo's neck. It was straightforward and strong, and even more black.

Xia Xingluo's body trembled slightly, shaking a few steps, and knelt heavily on the ground. His perseverance, which had been struggling to persevere, finally collapsed at this moment, was attacked by the fierce murderous intent, and he lowered his head and hit the martial arts platform.
Chapter completed!