"Clang!"

The sword weapon sounded and exploded.

Miao Fei attacked with purple intent, stabbing the iron tiger shot from benzene. As the Zixiao long sword moved, it stabbed into his throat!

"Buzz!"

Miao Fei and Tiehu left opposite each other, the long swords intersected, and Zixiao ran out.

"puff!"

A blood column sputtered out, and the sword marks that were longer than a foot in the iron tiger's neck had already emerged!

"Bang!"

Another tremor was heard, and the iron tiger was wearing iron armor and smashed on the ring, shaking countless cracks.

As soon as the sword came out, everyone exclaimed.

Although Marshal Tiehu, although not famous all over the world, is also a master of martial arts, he was assassinated by Miao Fei with one sword?!

"Cough...cough..." Tiehu slowly raised his head, his face was already like a dyeing shop, and his face was bright red.

"Clang!"

Miao Fei and Zixiao flew over, suddenly redirected his body, jumped in front of Tiehu. Zixiao leaned against her hand, looking at Tiehu in front of her coldly, without saying a word.

"Now, do I count on my words?" Miao Fei and Zixiao leaned against each other and looked at Tiehu. After a while, he asked in a cold voice. The sound was like the faint sound of a cold valley.

Tiehu's eyes were bloodshot. He had never been humiliated like this since he achieved military position.

"Okay...I'm defeated in today's battle! Su Yu thief, take it away..." Tiehu finally smashed the ground with an iron fist and said fiercely.

As soon as Tiehu said this, everyone was shocked on the spot. Unexpectedly, a poster from a killer sect actually killed Tiehu with one sword!

Just when everyone thought Miao Fei would escape with Su Yu and Jian Xiaotian, he made an action that shocked everyone again!

"Clang!"

Zixiao shook, and a sword suddenly flew out in rhythm. The sword tip gently hit Tiehu's throat, revealing a drop of blood...

"thump!"

Tiehu's throat was pierced through, and with just a sound, he was already dead.

"It seems you don't understand yet. Under the sword, there is no success or failure, only life and death!" Miao Fei's eyes frosted, staring at the dead iron tiger coldly, opening his lips and teeth lightly, and whispered.

Blood flowed, and everyone present was already stunned. Miao Fei really dared to kill the Emperor General? Did he dare to be so presumptuous when he killed the Blood Killing Tower?! Regardless of the Emperor's Law?!

"Ba...ba...ba..."

Just when everyone was shocked, a few light sounds of applause came from the sky. The applause seemed to be carried out with internal force, and it was so far-reaching that it could be transmitted.

"Who?" Miao Fei was stunned when he heard this. Zixiao slowly whistled and asked coldly to the sky.

If you are careful, you will find that Miao Fei's hand holding the sword was very tight at this time, so tight that his knuckles turned blue and white due to excessive force. All this was not because of other things, but because behind the person's internal strength, the applause could be transmitted so far and invisible that he could not find out where he was.

"Ge Nie!"

A clear roar came in the wind, and then a figure in dark blue clothes suddenly flew down from the sky. The man had a flowing black hair, his eyes were blue, and he burst out with cold light. His face was as sharp as a knife, and his fingers were as powerful as an eagle's claw. He knew at a glance that he was a master of swordsmanship!

"blow!"

It was almost a breeze, and as the flashed, the figure had already fallen to the stage!

"Ge Nie?" Everyone exclaimed when they heard the sound, especially the Xiaoyaozi, Mu Changqing, Qianjie Guanyin, Master Zhikong and others present, who were even more shocked!

Miao Fei was also shocked when he heard this, and he exclaimed in his heart, but his face became colder and asked softly: "The first swordsman beside Ying Zheng, the 'Sword Saint'... Ge Nie?"

"That's right!" The middle-aged man's black hair was flowing, slowly showing his sword-like pupils. His right hand gently placed on the hilt of the long sword around his waist, and responded slowly.

Miao Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, Zi Xiao in his hand was shaking slightly, as if he was humanized, as if he was making a slight sound of fear.

"Are you here to stop me from taking them away?" Miao Fei's eyes shone with cold light, staring at the sword saint Ge Nie in front of him, and slowly spoke.

Ge Nie smiled lightly, his right hand, which was placed on the hilt of the sword, slowly clasped it, and smiled at Miao Fei, "I'm here to compete in the sword."

"Clang..."

Ge Nie gently pulled the long sword hidden in the scabbard with his right hand. The long sword made a friction sound of iron, slowly unsheathed with sparks.

One third of the long sword was just unsheathed, and the sword body had already reflected the flawless green and dazzling, and the green light slowly appeared. Miao Fei stared at the exposed sword body and suddenly saw the words, which were the words of Qin.

"Qing...lan..." Miao Fei stared at the two big words tightly and said softly slowly and hard.

When Ge Nie heard this, the corner of his mouth curled slightly and chuckled indifferently.

"Clang!"

A whistle sound came up again, and Qinglan's long sword suddenly ran out. Ge Nie's body was circulating and suddenly snatched up. Qinglan's long sword suddenly turned into a blue sword shadow, with its speed so fast that even Miao Fei's eyes suddenly blurred, and then Ge Nie's body flew out!

"blow!"

Just as the figure disappeared, the sword wind came!

Before Miao Fei could react, Ge Nie Qinglan was already stabbing in the wind!

"Not good!" Miao Fei exclaimed, and hurriedly flirted with the long sword in his hand to face Qinglan's sword edge!

A cold light flashed in Ge Nie's eyes, the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and he smiled softly.

Immediately, his wrist was shaking slightly, and Qinglan's darkness suddenly broke out, and turned into two blue sword shadows in the sky, and each bypassed Miao Fei's Zixiao and attacked him!

"It's too fast..." Miao Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, and Zi Xiao in his hand wanted to change his move, but it was too late. Ge Nie's sword-making speed was the fastest among the sword masters he had ever seen since he entered the world.

At this moment, Miao Fei couldn't think too much about it. He stomped his feet and rolled internal force suddenly lingered around his body, like a spiral cyclone, flying around Miao Fei like a dragon. This is the protective energy!

"Hmph." Seeing this, Ge Nie chuckled slightly, and like an arrow, he rushed past with Qinglan, leaving a sword mark on Miao Fei's left shoulder.

The cyclone actually scattered in response to the sound. In front of Qinglan's sword front, Miao Fei's protective energy was like paper, without any resistance.

"puff!"

A blood arrow suddenly shot from the sword mark on Miao Fei's left shoulder, splashing red on his left shoulder, making his slender blood robe even more red and weird.

But at this moment, the pain seemed to be indifferent to Miao Fei at this moment.

At this moment, some of his eyes were just shocked.

"How...maybe...!!!" Miao Fei's eyes in his black pupils kept trembling, and there was only shock in his eyes.

He practiced martial arts all his life and was originally a martial arts genius. Later, he was taught by experts. Even if his internal strength was not unparalleled in the world, it was considered rare in the world. However, the cyclonic energy formed by his internal strength was cut open by Ge Nie with a casual sword, like a broken parchment letter.

"There is nothing impossible in this world." Ge Nie fell to the ground with his back to Miao Fei, leaning against Qing Lan, and slowly chuckled.
Chapter completed!