Nightmare Card House

Just as the two were discussing their preparations in a low voice, a familiar voice suddenly came from the field.

"This game is based on fairness and justice, but now everyone on the Qintianjian side is holding weapons and using the advantage of weapons to bully others. In my opinion, it is a bit unfair and difficult to convince the public."

Following the voice, everyone saw a gentle middle-aged man with glasses standing up suddenly. He smiled and said, "Friends of the Blood Spirit Society, I have a sharp weapon. As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. I can't lift this thing either, so I'll give it to you."

Is it Teacher Cheng?

Others couldn't recognize Cheng Sui, but Hui Xiaoqiu and Shen Li recognized Cheng Sui at first sight.

Hui Xiaoqiu opened his mouth, "Teacher Cheng is here too? What does he want to do?"

Shen Li stopped Hui Xiaoqiu who was about to go on stage and said, "Don't rush to go on stage, let's wait and see."

Cheng Sui said, "Take the knife!!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw a flash of white light, and a ghost-headed large knife more than one meter long flew out from the stage, spinning straight to Lu Yi on the stage.

This slashing knife was exactly the product of the card hall that Fang Tian exchanged from Lord Mao last night. The big knife was not only extremely heavy, but also carried a fierce aura. It was difficult for ordinary people to subdue it, but it was extremely suitable for Lu Yi to use.

Zhang Ze frowned, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong with this matter!

He didn't believe that someone would risk offending the Imperial Observatory to speak up for justice and create a fair competition environment for the Blood Spirit Society. Moreover, all the guests invited to the banquet hall today had to be checked one by one to prevent accidents. How could such a big slashing knife be brought in casually?

That person must have a problem!

If it weren't for Cheng Sui's words just now, Zhang Ze would never give Lu Yi the opportunity to take the knife, for fear that a war knife would disrupt his plan!

But Cheng Sui's words were reasonable and he had always maintained the positive image of the Imperial Observatory. Zhang Ze couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while. As soon as he hesitated, Lu Yi had already reached out to take the ghost-headed big knife.

When Lu Yi saw Cheng Sui throwing a knife to him, he was still wondering, when did Teacher Cheng come up with a knife? I haven't seen it before?

He instinctively reached out to catch the long knife flying in the air. Lu Yi, who was not prepared at all, immediately felt his wrist sink. He took a small step to the left before he stood firm.

Lu Yi showed a look of surprise.

In a moment of carelessness, he almost couldn't control the slashing knife!

This slashing knife is made of unknown material, and it is unexpectedly heavy!

Good knife!!

Lu Yi glanced at the blade and his eyes lit up. He had tried at least thousands of slashing knives in the Blood Spirit Society before, and this was the first time he felt that the slashing knife in his hand was a little heavy!

When did Teacher Cheng hide such a good knife?

Lu Yi glanced down and saw Fang Tian next to Cheng Sui, and immediately understood.

That's right! It must have been given by the Lord Saint through Teacher Cheng's hand!

"How dare you be distracted in a life-and-death battle! I'll send you off!"

Zhang Ze saw that Lu Yi had already got the knife, and stopped thinking about other things. While Lu Yi was getting familiar with the slashing knife in his hand, he suddenly rushed out from the side, and with a quick sword, three star rays danced in the air.

One Qi into Three Purities!

These three star rays are all real moves. This is one of the secret methods passed down by the ancestors of the Imperial Observatory, which requires the cooperation of profound internal breath to perform.

Zhang Ze's eyes were gloomy. He didn't care if you had a weapon or not! Even if you used a big knife to block it, with the blessing of internal breath, he had the confidence to poke three big holes in the slashing knife in Lu Yi's hand!

"Get out!!"

Lu Yi let out a roar!

In an instant, Lu Yi's pupils were covered by red light, and the muscles in his arms swelled again. He held the slashing knife in his hand and swept towards the three star rays fiercely.

"Bang!!!"

The slashing knife hit the three star rays, and at the same time, it made three crisp and light sounds of "ding ding ding".

Zhang Ze looked incredible. He felt a great force coming from the long sword, and his body was out of control.

One force defeats ten skills!

Zhang Ze's subsequent moves were immediately broken by this huge force, and even the Seven-Star Sword in his hand was knocked out by the blade. His right hand holding the sword was so sore and numb that the Seven-Star Sword in his hand almost fell out of his hand!

What kind of monster is this! He actually relied on his strength to forcibly break the inherited sword method of the Imperial Observatory? And that knife, it can't be an ordinary knife, an ordinary big knife can't stop the Seven-Star Sword blessed by the internal breath!

Zhang Ze gritted his teeth, adjusted his body in mid-air, and barely stabilized his landing posture, so as not to make a fool of himself in front of so many people.

Lu Yi did not chase him. He stood there, and was a little stunned by the knife he had just swung.

Putting the slashing knife horizontally in front of him, Lu Yi's eyes swept over the long knife inch by inch, as if he wanted to establish a spiritual connection with the slashing knife.

At this moment, Lu Yi saw three white spots on the blade.

"Fuck!!!"

Lu Yi's face flushed, and he couldn't help but swear loudly.

It was so hard to find such a suitable knife for him. He had just held it in his hand and hadn't even warmed it up yet, but the middle-aged uncle had poked three white spots on it.

So hateful!!!

Lu Yi's heart was bleeding. He reached out and gently touched the three white marks on it. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Ze with a terrifying look.

Those eyes were full of hatred.

Lu Yi clenched his back teeth and uttered a few words from his teeth, "Go to hell!!!"

As he said that, Lu Yi took a step and ran towards Zhang Ze.

Perhaps because his fists were too strong, blood kept flowing out of the wounds on Lu Yi's fists!

Zhang Ze found that Lu Yi in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person. He didn't know what had stimulated Lu Yi to become so irritable all of a sudden. He was forced to raise his long sword and move around to resist.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Lu Yi swung his sword wildly to attack Zhang Ze, venting his anger. His attack had no routines, but Zhang Ze had to concentrate to dodge his attack. Sometimes he even had to rely on the Seven Star Sword to unload the force to offset Lu Yi's brute force.

For a moment, the situation on the field was completely reversed from before, and Lu Yi chased Zhang Ze and slashed continuously.

The more he resisted, the more terrified Zhang Ze felt in his heart. How could this weirdo in front of him seem to have endless physical strength? After five minutes of continuous attacks, he was already a little tired, but he felt that the strength of Lu Yi's sword had not decreased at all.

The evil magic of the Blood Spirit Society was so weird! He even had a little regret, regretting taking in Zhang Dachuan and regretting getting involved with this madman of the Blood Spirit Society!

No! We must think of a way!

Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, facing Lu Yi's attack, Zhang Ze dodged sideways and thrust his sword forward to try to relieve the force on the opponent's blade.

But at this moment, Zhang Ze suddenly realized that something was wrong with the Seven Star Sword in his hand.

"Bang!!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Zhang Ze realized something, and his brain went blank for a moment!