Ye Zhiqiu didn't understand Tang Jiusheng in his heart, because Tang Jiusheng actually asked the thousands of elite soldiers to withdraw from the battle just to avoid more casualties. In fact, Tang Jiusheng completely used these thousands of people to restrain and consume Ye Zhiqiu's aura. After all, no matter how strong a person's aura is, there is not much left after killing thousands of armored elite soldiers. Ye Zhiqiu can beat the soldiers until they vomit blood or even kill them, but in this way, one is to consume the energy and the other is to damage the luck. Massacre of thousands of people for no reason. For first-class masters, they will eventually fall.

But what confused Ye Zhiqiu was that Tang Jiusheng resolutely let these soldiers withdraw from the battle. If it were him, he would not have let these soldiers retreat. In his eyes, the soldiers were nothing more than cannon fodder, and they were used to kill him at critical moments. But Tang Jiusheng actually asked these people to withdraw? He brought four people to withstand his attack. In Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, this was a foolish act, a tragic act, and an unreasonable act.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes were flying in the sky, the wind was howling, and people could not be seen clearly within five steps. Both the first-class martial holy masters, Tang Jiusheng and Ye Zhiqiu could clearly sense the position of their opponents. Xin Zhiping, with the Wuling Realm and Yue Lingbi, could also know the approximate position of Ye Zhiqiu. Only the fat man in the Wucheng Realm and Shui Ruyue were miserable. In the heavy snow all over the sky, he lost his perception of Ye Zhiqiu's position. Invisibly, only three of the five people could maintain their attack on Ye Zhiqiu.

In the wind and snow, Ye Zhiqiu's crazy laughter was everywhere. I couldn't tell where it came from, but the laughter was sharp and harsh, making people shudder. Fatty and Shui Ruyue were shocked by the crazy laughter, and Xin Zhiping felt that they were not very happy, and Yue Lingbi did not react so much. Tang Jiusheng was only slightly affected. Xin Zhiping guessed that Fatty and Shui Ruyue were not feeling well, so he immediately fought back. A furious lion roar tried to hit Ye Zhiqiu's laughter, but the effect was not great. After all, his martial arts level was far lower than Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu ignored Xin Zhiping's lion roar at all, but laughed wildly, sarcastically saying, "A man surnamed Xin, do you dare to show off your skills in front of me with your ability?" Xin Zhiping smiled helplessly. His skills were not as good as others, and there was no way to be ridiculed. At this time, Ye Zhiqiu could even make everyone dizzy when he spoke. Sure enough, if the martial arts level is high, it is unmatched by people at low levels.

Tang Jiusheng heard Xin Zhiping's roar on the side, but his heart moved. Tang Jiusheng immediately abandoned all distracting thoughts and entered a state of ethereality in his heart. He first locked Ye Zhiqiu's position with the qi mechanism. Suddenly, he used the same technique as Xin Zhiping and used the lion roar to fight back. However, Xin Zhiping's lion roar spread in all directions, but Tang Jiusheng was just focused on the direction and only attacked Ye Zhiqiu's head.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to get too entangled with these people. He was about to eliminate Fatty and Shui Ruyue first, and then dealt with Xin Zhiping and Yue Lingbi so that they would not get in the way. Otherwise, if he and Tang Jiusheng were both defeated, these guys would jump up and the consequences would be unimaginable. Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about slandering people, but he was unprepared for the attack on Tang Jiusheng. As a result, a violent lion roar came from his ears, and he suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his head almost exploded. Ye Zhiqiu screamed, covered his head, and stopped laughing wildly.

In addition, even the heavy snow in the sky paused for a moment. Tang Jiusheng immediately understood that the heavy snow in the sky was completely brought by Ye Zhiqiu, and it was closely related to his aura. As long as he was attacked by a real attack, the heavy snow would pause. Moreover, the fat man and Shui Ruyue also saw Ye Zhiqiu's location clearly because of the snow stop at this moment. Tang Jiusheng also sarcastically said: "Who is surnamed Ye, you are just like this, and you dare to laugh at me, Brother Xin?"

Ye Zhiqiu said furiously: "Boy named Tang, you are sharp-tongued, I will make you look good later!" Before Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, the fat man had already risen from the ground, dancing with two hammers to Ye Zhiqiu, who was more than ten feet away. He rose several times and then came to Ye Zhiqiu. A pair of sledgehammers, with two silver arcs, hit Ye Zhiqiu on his head. Since the fat man jumped into the first-grade martial arts realm, his strength has become stronger. If an ordinary martial artist is hit by the fat man, he will directly turn into a meat paste.

Unfortunately, the fat man's opponent was Ye Zhiqiu. Ye Zhiqiu waved his sword in his hand and pressed against the fat man's double hammer. A silver-white aura was reflected from the sword, which was transmitted to the ground, and most of the power on the fat man's hammer was transmitted to the ground. The fat man's hammer was useless, and Ye Zhiqiu easily resolved the fat man's fat.

The offensive of the son.

Ye Zhiqiu fought back with the trend and tugged at the fat man's lower abdomen with a sword. The silver-white sword energy on the sword shone brightly. If it was really touched, even if the fat man was not exposed to the belly, it would definitely be a serious injury. The fat man rushed out to the side, and Ye Zhiqiu's sword energy broke and followed like a shadow. The fat man was still slower. He stabbed Ye Zhiqiu's ribs with a sword. The fat man screamed and turned over and fell to the ground.

The fat man was in unbearable pain. He rolled on the spot and rolled three or four feet away. When he looked down and looked under his ribs, he was already bleeding. The fat man was born with a body in the martial arts realm. After entering the martial arts realm, he had the bonus of the martial arts realm, which was even more invulnerable than ordinary martial arts realm people. However, Ye Zhiqiu could stab the fat man with just one sword, which showed that the gap between the martial arts realm was too big. Ye Zhiqiu succeeded with a blow, and went up again to kill the fat man.

At the same time, Tang Jiusheng, Xin Zhiping, Shui Ruyue and Yue Lingbi also attacked Ye Zhiqiu at the same time to save the fat man. Ye Zhiqiu waved his sword in his hand, and four silver lights rushed towards the four people like meteors. However, he slapped out his left hand and hit the fat man. Tang Jiusheng and the four were forced back by four violent sword energy. The fat man could not dodge and was hit by Ye Zhiqiu. The fat man rolled out seven or eight feet away like a ball. Although the fat man was invulnerable to swords and guns, he screamed again in pain.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up a handful of snow on the ground, pinched it into a snow ball, and smashed it at Shui Ruyue. Shui Ruyue waved his sword and cut it hard. Shui Yue's sword slashed on the snow ball, and it sounded loudly. Although Shui Ruyue split the snow ball, it was also shook three or four feet away. Shui Ruyue only felt his arms numb and could hardly hold the Shui Yue sword. Shui Ruyue said in her heart: "This guy has such a strong force!" It was just that Ye Zhiqiu couldn't bear to hurt her and shook her back at will.

Then Xin Zhiping and Yue Lingbi were hit by a snow ball one after another. The snow ball was cast quickly and urgently. Xin Zhiping could not dodge and hit him in the chest. He immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground. Yue Lingbi was hit by the snow ball in the chest and was shocked to more than ten steps away. Yue Lingbi only felt that his internal organs were shifted and his qi could not be lifted up. Fortunately, he was not fatal damage, but he just temporarily lost his combat power. Yue Lingbi sat cross-legged on the snow, not daring to move, and used the qi to repair his injuries.

The reason why Ye Zhiqiu showed mercy to Shui Ruyue and Yue Lingbi's men was because he was optimistic about these two women and wanted to snatch them back and collect them as forbidden corpses later. If they were beaten to become disabled or beaten to death, it would not be his original wish. Ye Zhiqiu fought and beat them together, but in a moment, he beat four of the five people to lose their combat effectiveness. Ye Zhiqiu laughed and said, "Tang Jiusheng, now do you know the difference between me and you? Draw the sword, I will let you die with dignity in front of me!"

Tang Jiusheng shook his head and did not answer Ye Zhiqiu's words, but refused to draw out the Seven Emotions Sword. He just surrounded Ye Zhiqiu and roamed with the speed of Lingbo flashing. From time to time, he used Zhao Lingzun's fiery fire to attack the enemy. Although Ye Zhiqiu said it very easily, he did not underestimate Tang Jiusheng. Instead, he tried his best. His first two assassinations of Tang Jiusheng failed. This time, Tang Jiusheng had already jumped into the Martial Saint realm, so he attached great importance to Tang Jiusheng and must achieve his goals.

Ye Zhiqiu's thoughts arose again, and the heavy snow in the sky fell again. The two of them wandered in the snow for more than ten rounds. Although the weather was extremely cold at this time, Tang Jiusheng was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Tang Jiusheng's aura was flowing wildly, and he realized that he had reached an unprecedented level. But Tang Jiusheng could clearly feel that Ye Zhiqiu's aura was more majestic than him. In the fight, Tang Jiusheng was hit by Ye Zhiqiu with a slashing palm, and was immediately beaten and fell five or six feet away.

Fortunately, Tang Jiusheng responded very quickly, and his palms gently slapped the ground and bounced up. How could Ye Zhiqiu missed such an opportunity and followed him. A sword flew around Tang Jiusheng up and down. Tang Jiusheng could only rely on Lingbo to dodge left and right, and was in a mess. After a moment, he was hit by more than ten swords, his white arrow sleeves were already ragged, and his body was covered with blood.

Yue Lingbi and Shui Ruyue, who were healing, saw that Tang Jiusheng was in a critical situation and did not care much about it, and they all came forward to support each other again, attacking Ye Zhiqiu with one sword and one palm. Yue Lingbi's palm was powerful, and Shui Ruyue's sword technique was agile, which only shocked the falling snow to fly. Tang Jiusheng was able to adjust his state. Ye Zhiqiu was dancing the sword while laughing wildly: "You two beauties are affectionate and righteous, for fear that Tang Jiu will die. If I miss it, I will lose my hands.

If you kill you, you will inevitably feel distressed. Well, let me tell you about Young Master Ye’s strength again!”

Ye Zhiqiu waved the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, "The Qi is condensed!" Shui Ruyue and Yue Lingbi suddenly felt that they were surrounded by a stream of air conditioning and could not make it out. The two girls were shocked. Everyone could see clearly that the two extremely crystal clear ice cubes grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and frozen Shui Ruyue and Yue Lingbi in the ice. The two still maintained the movement of swinging their swords and palms, but were frozen in the large ice cubes and could not move.

Tang Jiusheng was about to speak, but suddenly felt a chill, and was also wrapped in ice, and he couldn't move. Xin Zhiping and the fat man were shocked when they saw this and did not care about the pain in their bodies. The two of them walked forward together and rushed towards Ye Zhiqiu, wanting to save Tang Jiusheng and the other two.

Ye Zhiqiu laughed and said, "It's meaningless to let you all die the same way! Look at Mr. Ye's method!" Ye Zhiqiu waved his sword and danced wildly. Two snowballs appeared on the flat ground, about the size of Cuju. Ye Zhiqiu controlled two snowballs with his energy and rolled rapidly on the ground. In a blink of an eye, two huge snowballs formed. The two snowballs roared, wrapped in the sound of wind, and rushed towards Fatty and Xin Zhiping.

The two were shocked and tried their best to avoid it, but the snowball was too fast and like a shadow followed, and they couldn't dodge it at all. The fat man gritted his teeth, turned around and swung his double hammers, penetrated his qi, and smashed it heavily, shouting, "Open!" The sledgehammer hit the snowball, and a muffled sound. The snowball just paused a little, but it did not explode the snowball with its qi as the fat man expected. The fat man was instantly swallowed by the huge snowball.

Xin Zhiping was also anxious and used the Tongtian Palm to blow up the snowball. After a muffled sound, Xin Zhiping could not blow up the snowball, and was also swallowed by the snowball. The two huge snowballs were rolling bigger and bigger, rumbling and running down the mountain. Tang Jiusheng, Yue Lingbi, Shui Ruyue, and the other two, who were frozen in the ice, watched the two huge snowballs roll down the hillside and fall into the deep valley.

Ye Zhiqiu inserted his sword to the ground, clapped his hands, and laughed wildly, "This is the end of opposing Mr. Ye!"

Tang Jiusheng's heart was like a knife. In such a deep valley, people would probably not be able to survive if they fell down with the snowball. Tang Jiusheng was angry and the powerful aura surged out of his dantian and instantly spread throughout his body. On the large ice cube more than ten feet high, steam was filled with steam. Tang Jiusheng shouted loudly, and the large ice that wrapped around him exploded into powder. Behind Tang Jiusheng, the flames radiated blue light, jumping like flames, obviously extremely angry.

Ye Zhiqiu looked contemptuous and sneered: "What? You are angry? But your anger is useless because your strength is not as strong as me! You can't protect the people around you. I beat your friends down the cliff, and your wife is frozen by me. What can you do to me? Anger without strength cannot solve any problem! If you don't have it, you have to admit it. If you insist on it, you will only get beaten more!"

Tang Jiusheng smiled and said firmly: "Beat? I have been beaten a lot over the years and have beaten many people, but that doesn't matter. No matter how to do something, as long as I can laugh to the end, it is called success. How much hardship I suffered in the middle and how much blood I was beaten and vomited, who knows, who cares? No matter how arrogant you are, I will only tell you one thing, as long as you can't beat me, Tang Jiusheng, you will definitely fall down in the end!"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded with a bright smile, "Tang Jiusheng, I like opponents like you! It's very interesting to fight! The kind of opponent who dies when he makes a move is the most boring. But most of the people I have killed in the world for years have been like that. Of course, even those who kneel down to beg for mercy at the end of death, I cut off my head without hesitation. Be kind to the enemy is cruel to myself! There is no word kindness in my Ye Zhiqiu's dictionary!"

In the wind and snow, Tang Jiusheng suddenly stepped towards Ye Zhiqiu and said loudly: "So you will never reach the highest level of martial arts, and you will always be able to stay in the Martial Saint realm!" A series of dazzling blue auras were covered with spherical, cylindrical, linear and other shapes. For the sake of his wife and friends, Tang Jiusheng decided to fight. Today he and Ye Zhiqiu must fall down.
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