Qi Shengtian nodded.

He also wanted to see what Lone Wolf was capable of.

Of course, he was still full of confidence in Qi Hui.

Then he added, "Don't harm his life."

Qi Hui nodded, feeling somewhat unwilling, but still nodding respectfully: "Yes, Second in Command."

Turning his head, he looked at Lone Wolf and said, "Second Master said that he would let me spare your life, but I can escape the death penalty, but I can't escape the punishment of living. You should cut off one of your arms."

“That’s not fair.”

Lone Wolf frowned and said.

Qi Hui sneered, "What's unfair about this? I've spared your life, and you're still not satisfied? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for asking for it."

"When I say unfair, I'm referring to you. When I duel with others, I always give it my all. If you don't, you'll be restricted and die miserably. Since this is a duel, let's fight it out based on strength, regardless of life or death. Otherwise, if you don't give it your all and die under my sword, wouldn't that be unfair to you?"

Lone Wolf said seriously.

sweat……

"Lone Wolf is truly proud!"

"He has a point."

"They are both in the fourth level of the initial immortal realm. He still has a chance of winning."

"Didn't you see that Qi Hui was using a spiritual weapon? Moreover, he was at the peak of the late stage, while Du Lang had just broken through to the fourth level of the initial immortal realm. If he could still win, it would be a miracle."

"But he's a lone wolf."

"You are too blindly worshipful."

The crowd started talking again.

However, many people think that lone wolves are too arrogant.

Qi Hui's face flushed red, his hands trembling with excitement, he looked at Qi Shengtian in embarrassment.

Qi Shengtian was also a little unhappy, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, let's have a fair fight, regardless of life or death."

"good."

Qi Hui shouted "good!", unsheathed the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, and shouted fiercely to Lone Wolf: "Go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword.

A crisp sword sound was heard, and the Blood Drinking Sword was raised. The entire sky turned blood red, and the sword spirit leaped out. It was a giant blood red python, which was almost a solid entity, with its mouth wide open and spewing blood.

Oh!

Chi chi chi...

A tongue several meters long was constantly being spit out.

The air circulation is not very good, which makes people feel extremely pressured.

Among the crowd watching the excitement, many people turned pale and retreated repeatedly, and some of the timid ones were so scared that they collapsed to the ground.

It is worthy of being the fourth-level fairyland.

Qi Hui's sword energy swept across the entire venue. With just his momentum, he suppressed the cultivation of many people, causing them to feel a strong sense of frustration.

There were quite a few people present who had broken through the Initial Immortal Realm, most of them were in the First Class Initial Immortal Realm, but even they could not muster the slightest desire to fight. Just seeing the sword spirit made them tremble inexplicably and feel great panic.

Looking at the lone wolf again, he was standing quietly in the same place, as if all the changes around him had nothing to do with him.

His expression was calm, and there was even a hint of mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Is that it?

How disappointing.

In an instant, he also drew his sword.

He raised the sword flatly and thrust it out slowly.

This sword move was ordinary, like a child who had just learned sword.

Although the movements were slow, the shocking sword intent made the world seem eerie.

Everyone felt as if they were enveloped by the sword's will.

That feeling is very wonderful.

It seems that the world is filled with sword intent, and it is extremely dangerous.

Sword rhythm.

No one knew that this was the rhythm of the sword.

Because in the entire continent, there are very few people who can cultivate the sword rhythm.

There are nine levels of sword rhythm.

The power of each stage increases exponentially.

If Tang Xiaobao was present, he would definitely feel the sword rhythm of the lone wolf.

Although this is only a first-level sword rhythm, the power of the sword rhythm is a million times stronger than the sword intent.

The most powerful thing about the sword rhythm is that it is indestructible and can break anything.

Unfortunately, most of the people present did not know Jian Yun. Perhaps they had heard of him but had never actually seen him.

Of course, there were also knowledgeable people who exclaimed in surprise.

"Sword Rhythm!"

"Ah, is this the sword rhythm?"

"Oh my god, Lone Wolf has actually cultivated the sword rhythm!"

"Then he's definitely going to win today."

"Not every sword master possesses sword rhyme, but every cultivator who cultivates sword rhyme is definitely a master of the sword. Their comprehension of sword intent has reached a new level, which is why they possess sword rhyme."

"I finally got to see the sword rhythm. Oh my god, I'm so excited."

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Qi Shengtian's face changed color and he shuddered uncontrollably.

Such a young cultivator has cultivated to the fourth level of the initial immortal realm. Not only that, he also possesses the rhythm of swordsmanship.

A genius, definitely a genius among geniuses.

This kind of person is so scary.

At this moment, Qi Shengtian suddenly showed murderous intent.

He couldn't allow such a monster to exist.

To be honest, he is still a little narrow-minded.

He knew that Qi Hui was in danger today.

No wonder Lone Wolf rejected his invitation. He already has the sword rhythm, so how could he be willing to be a small guard? In time, he will definitely become a sword master and the most powerful person on the continent.

It’s just a Qingfeng Island, no one will take it seriously at all.

As for Qi Hui, he felt the sword rhythm in the room and was immediately frightened.

But now that things have come to this, it's no use for him to regret it.

Give up now?

Lone Wolf would definitely not agree, and he would also lose face. He would become the biggest joke in the Sea of ​​Death in the future, and his reputation would be ruined.

As a cultivator, you must have a brave heart.

Let’s fight!

He gritted his teeth and went forward to meet the enemy.

The sword rhyme and the sword spirit.

The blood-colored python's roar stopped abruptly, its head was completely destroyed and collapsed, and then, with a wail, its entire body was completely destroyed.

This is not the end yet. The sword rhythm broke through the sword spirit and continued to slash towards Qi Hui.

Qi Hui swallowed and roared.

"Three Styles of Clear Wind!"

Swish, swish, swish!

He swung out three sword strikes in succession.

These three swords are the unique skills of Qingfeng Island. When these three sword moves are thrust out, they form thousands of sword intentions, weaving at least hundreds of layers of sword nets.

The sword net formed a shield, blocking in front of him.

But it was useless. Wherever the sword rhythm went, it was like a rotten wood with a whirlwind, breaking through layer upon layer of the sword net.

Chi!

After a barely audible sound.

The sword intent in the sky disappeared without a trace.

The sky became clear again.

The Lone Wolf sheathed his sword.

With a clang, the Blood Drinking Sword fell to the ground and shattered into pieces as if it were made of glass.

Everyone then looked at Qi Hui, only to see that he was standing there motionless, as if he had been cast under a spell.

There was a thin mark on his forehead. It was white at first, then slowly turned light red, then dark red, and then blood splattered from the mark.

boom!

Qi Hui's body exploded directly, turning into a cloud of blood mist. The people nearby retreated in a flash.