When the knife was slashed out, a long crack appeared on the nearby floor, making a huge impact.
Madness surged in the swordsman's eyes, as if he had already seen Ye Xiu's hand being cut off.
But what happened in the next moment shocked the whole audience!
Ye Xiu, with just two fingers, caught the blow that could cut off the river.
"What?!"
"He caught it!"
The entire audience was shocked, and pairs of eyes fell on Ye Xiu in disbelief.
The swordsman's eyes almost bulged out.
This scene is almost like a dream.
He tried his best to pull out the knife, but it was of no use!
Qi Chuchu, who saw this place through the surveillance system, was so frightened that she almost screamed.
As a fifth-level warrior, she knows all too well how terrifying an eighth-level grandmaster can be.
Moreover, the other party obviously attacked with all his strength with hatred, but Ye Xiu blocked it so easily.
This is simply a fantasy, a ghost in the daytime!
Ding!
Ye Xiu used a little force with his fingers to break the knife, and with a flick, it passed through the swordsman's body.
His pupils were dilated, his head tilted back and he fell down.
An eighth-level warrior was casually killed by Ye Xiu!
The remaining martial arts masters felt cold all over and looked at Ye Xiu with fear.
"Amitabha, Donor Ye, your murderous intention is too serious."
In the loud voice, a skinny old monk appeared, followed by several young monks.
There are several entrances and exits here, and a large number of experts are pouring into each entrance at the moment.
Anyone who dares to come here must be a sixth-level warrior at the very least.
At a quick glance, there were at least fifty people.
This is a very terrifying force. If cooperated properly, it can attack the next small country!
"It's Master Deadwood!"
"He actually came out of seclusion too!"
"Master Kumu has practiced the Vajra Indestructibility Kung Fu to its peak more than twenty years ago!"
"Now we have something good to watch. Ye Xiu may not be able to break through Master Kumu's defense!"
...
The appearance of Master Kumu gave them reassurance.
Ye Xiu looked around, then raised his head and looked at a camera: "Qi Chuchu, you did all this."
Qi Chuchu's voice came from the speaker next to the camera: "It's me. An unstable factor like you should be eliminated!"
Ye Xiu shrugged: "You ruthless woman, not long ago you specially learned the secret technique of Huanxi Zen for me, but you haven't used it yet."
Qi Chuchu was shocked: "How do you know?"
Ye Xiu smiled: "Of course it's because I was also present at that time, and I recorded the whole process."
Qi Chuchu was shocked and angry. She didn't think Ye Xiu was lying, otherwise she wouldn't have known about it.
She gritted her teeth: "Why don't you kill him quickly? You must know that the recovery speed of a ninth-level warrior is super fast, don't let him escape!"
Qi Chuchu's face was full of resentment, and she felt a sense of shame from the bottom of her heart. She wished Ye Xiu could be cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
"Master Kumu, please take action to subjugate the demon!"
"Master Kumu, only you can deal with him!"
All the disciples behind Master Kumu also spoke up, begging him to come forward.
Master Kumu recited a Buddhist name, with a look of sorrow on his face, took a step forward and entered the pool.
There were ripples in the water of the pond, and he walked on the waves with compassion: "Donor, you have done too much to kill, and you will definitely have retribution in the future.