The Divine System Draws the Sword Billions of Times (Godly Sword System)

Tu Yun, the strongest academy in Qingshi Martial Arts Academy, also stood in front of the TV, watching the live broadcast of the Battle of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Academy.

He was terrified and stunned!

Tu Yun originally thought that Yang Qi would never be Lin Tianzheng's opponent, but after Yang Qi slashed the power of the prisoner, he felt that he had seen something that could never happen in this world.

Can Yang Qi fight against Lin Tianzheng?

What kind of existence did he mock at the martial artist institution yesterday?

Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, on the ring.

Yang Qi pulled out the Autumn Water Ghost Crying Sword on his back, and after slashing the power of the prisoner from the flying attack, everyone was frozen in place like a clay sculpture and wood carving, unable to recover for a long time.

Lin Tianzheng was also dumbfounded!

"Yang Qi, how could you sever my prisoner's power with one knife?"

After a long time, Lin Tianzheng came back to his senses.

"Because you are in front of me," Yang Qi thought for a while, "like an ant."

Whoa!

There was an uproar in the Black Tiger Martial Arts Plaza.

Master Lin in front of Yang Qi...like an ant?

Originally thought that Yang Qi and Lin Tianzheng, Huang Zhan had a deep hatred, so Yang Qi would declare war on them regardless of the difference in strength!

But now, they realize they were wrong.

Maybe Yang Qi can really kill Lin Tianzheng?

Thinking of this, everyone in the square was shocked.

"Yang Qi, you...!"

Lin Tianzheng was furious.

He took a step and flew towards Yang Qi.

Roar!

The power of the prisoner above his fist let out a terrifying low-pitched roar, and everyone in the square felt numb.

Yang Qi looked at Lin Tianzheng who was coming.

The purpose of his visit to the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall this time was to kill Lin Tianzheng. If this is the case, why should he let Lin Tianzheng live longer!

Yang Qi raised the Qiushui Ghost Crying Knife high.

On the Qiu Shui Ghost Crying knife, bursts of severe ghost crying sounded, making people tremble and horrified.

"Thunder Dragon draws his sword and slashes!"

The sound fell, the knife fell.

On the Qiushui Ghost Crying knife, the vitality condensed into a terrifying thunder dragon, and the power of the thunder dragon swept away towards Lin Tianzheng at an extremely fast speed.

This is the heaven-level sword technique, Thunder Dragon draws the sword and slashes!

Lin Tianzheng was shocked when he saw such a terrifying attack.

The distance between him and Yang Qi is too close, the power of Thunder Dragon formed by Yuan Li is only a thin line away from him.

In other words, he can't escape!

Lin Tianzheng's pupils shrank rapidly, and he would never have thought that Yang Qi actually broke through to the junior master.

A primary spiritual master with 300,000 combat power!

How is he an opponent?

"My life is over!"

At the last moment of his life, Lin Tianzheng, the owner of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, said these four words.

As the terrifying Thunder Dragon's power hit Lin Tianzheng's body hard, his life disappeared from this world forever.

Silence, deadly silence.

Everyone present did not expect that Lin Tianzheng, the owner of the dignified Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, would die like this.

Linhai Base, all the residents who were guarding in front of the TV, their mouths opened the largest ever, and they couldn't let them down for a long time.

The strongest student in Qingshi Martial Arts Academy, Tu Yun, is now in a state of shock, his body is frozen, and he can no longer move!

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

Yang Qi in the arena, his hair is automatic without wind, and there are bursts of savage crying on the Qiushui Ghost Crying knife. They only think that Yang Qi at this moment is a devil.

"impossible!"

Suddenly, on the viewing platform, Huang Zhan, the owner of Tenglong Martial Arts Hall, stood up abruptly.

"Yang Qi, you have a spiritual body, and the combat strength test is only 150,000. How can you be a junior master!"

(To be continued)