Chapter 10, second match, one punch kills Shenqiao! The whole audience is speechless.

Chapter 10, second match, one punch kills Shenqiao! The whole audience is speechless.

Watching the guys rushing to bet on their losses. 

Chu Xiu remained calm on the surface. 

In fact, I was smiling from ear to ear. 

People like this, who often treat others as fools, are the real fools. 

Forehead... 

wrong. 

Chu Xiu was stunned. It seemed that I also thought of them as fools. 

However, I am not a fool. 

Think about it carefully. 

Then, I felt relieved. 

There are no fools here. 

They are just a group of ordinary practitioners who are bound by the fixed cultivation thinking of their predecessors. 

In the eyes of ordinary practitioners, the Foundation Establishment Realm is just the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it is impossible to defeat the Wheel Sea Realm. 

The Lunhai Realm could not possibly defeat the Shenqiao Realm. 

Especially since "Chu Xiu" also bears the title of useless senior brother. 

Even if he had previously "struggled" to kill Zhang Meng by surpassing his level, the gamblers would use the excuse that "Chu Xiu" was lucky and Zhang Meng was killed because he underestimated his enemy to convince their greedy selves. 

After placing their bets, the disciples from each peak looked at each other, their eyes revealing something very clear—Hmm!!! This round is a sure win. 

Chu Xiu even saw a direct disciple of the Shenqiao Realm gritting his teeth and putting his only weapon, the Xuan Dao, on the line. 

A disciple from the late stage of Lunhai, with tears in his eyes, pressed a pair of Xuan-grade boots on him and came up with great pain to get a share of the spoils. 

The one who placed the biggest bet this time was still Jian Lingyun. 

He sneered and threw out the last 400,000 high-quality Yuanshi, a set of Xuan-grade armour and several 4th-level talismans. 

He didn't believe Chu Xiu could cause more trouble this time. 

"Are you sure, big brother?" 

Taoyao conveys the message in secret. 

Chu Xiu nodded. 

"I can rest assured that." 

"Junior sister, you don't want to bet?" 

Tao Yao stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly: "You should keep it for yourself, Senior Brother." 

In fact, Chu Xiu understood. 

The other party looks down on these things. 

This also includes the seventh-grade Tianxuan Pill. 

"The bets have been tallied." 

"According to the bet, Yunxia Peak's direct disciple Chu Xiu must produce a bottle of 7th-grade Tianxuan Pills, a total of six pills." 

"The total value of all the disciples who placed bets on the scene, their treasures, and natural treasures, added together, has reached 10 million high-quality Yuanshi." 

"I declare that the bet is established, and Tian Xingfeng will conduct this fight impartially." 

As the voice of Elder Tian Xingfeng fell. 

The scene suddenly became quiet. 

Everyone's eyes were turned to Chu Xiu, with different expressions. Some were greedy, some were sarcastic, some were expectant, some were mocking, and some were watching coldly. 

This bastard must die. 

He is dead. 

As long as I can win a Tianxuan Pill, my fire-based magical power will be close to perfection. 

"Chu Xiu from Yunxia Peak and Chen Lin from Tianjian Peak will go up to the life-and-death stage," an elder in the late stage of supernatural power from Tianxing Peak said loudly. 

Buzz~ 

The long sword on Chen Linfei's back automatically came out of its sheath and flew horizontally to his feet. 

He flew towards the life and death arena; he was dressed in fluttering white clothes and looked extremely elegant, like a sword immortal. 

"Come on, big brother!" Tao Yao shouted. 

Xu Tianzhen's clear eyes also looked at Chu Xiu. 

Chu Xiu nodded, waved his black robe sleeves, and jumped down. 

A black meteor hit the ring with a loud bang. His body was as straight as a spear, his black robe with golden clouds fluttered, his thick black hair was blown back by the strong wind, and the stone slabs within a ten-meter radius under his feet were shattered into pieces. 

"What a strong body." 

Among the crowd. 

A young man wearing Danfeng's robe was secretly amazed when he saw this scene. 

The ground shook. 

The arena formation was activated, and the white light shield was turned upside down. 

Chu Xiu and Chen Yunfei were facing each other across a distance of a thousand meters. 

"Brother Chen killed him." 

"Junior Brother Chen, Chu Xiu is the eldest disciple of Yunxia Peak. If you can kill him, Master will reward you handsomely." 

"Kill, kill, kill~" 

The cheers from all around did not cause Chen Yunfei's expression to fluctuate in the slightest. 

His eyes were like sharp swords, staring at Chu Xiu: "Brother Chu Xiu, admit defeat! I don't want to kill you." 

Chu Xiu had no expression on his face. 

His right hand rested on the hilt of the Blood-Stained Sword. 

"At first, I had no intention of going on stage. Do you know why I ended up on the stage of life and death?" 

Chen Yunfei was not in a hurry to take action. 

"Why?" Chu Xiu seemed interested. 

Walk towards each other step by step. 

Chen Yunfei didn't care about this at all. In his eyes, Chu Xiu, who was at the fourth level of Lunhai, posed no threat to him at all. 

He can kill him at any time if he wants. 

He was willing to say so much because he was worried that after killing Chu Xiu, he would be retaliated against by Qi Mengdie, the Master of Yunxia Peak. 

After laying the groundwork. 

Chu Xiu wisely admitted defeat, and everyone was happy. 

If Chu Xiuruo had not been tactful and had been killed by him, Qi Mengdie would have no excuse to cause trouble for him again. 

"My junior sister was seriously injured while on a mission." 

"We need a very precious treasure from heaven and earth to save our lives, and Senior Brother Lingyun has that treasure from heaven and earth." 

"So, for my junior sister, I have to fight for Ling Yun." 

"So, I can only say sorry to you. Swords have no eyes. If you die, don't blame me." Chen Yunfei's tone was flat as if he was stating some fact. 

"It's a very touching story." 

Buzz~ 

clang~ 

Chu Xiu, who was a hundred meters away from Chen Yunfei, suddenly drew his sword and attacked. 

Xuanpin's body technique left a shadow and circulated around the body, converging on the legs, leaving seven afterimages. In an instant, an extremely sad and beautiful blood-red sword shadow, like the setting sun, went straight for Chen Yunfei's neck. 

What a fast movement... 

What a fast sword!! 

In the spectator seats, a group of disciples shouted in low voices. 

"The Xuan-level body technique leaves a shadow. When you have cultivated to the point where there are seven residual shadows, it is already perfect." 

"His three Xuan-grade Qingfeng styles are also perfect." 

The hair on the back of Chen Yunfei's neck stood up. 

His cheeks twitched, and he cursed Chu Xiu in his heart for being shameless and launching a sneak attack while he was talking. 

Without thinking too much, he had to block this sword; otherwise, he would definitely die. At this moment, how dare he look down on Chu Xiu!! 

clang~ 

At the critical moment, the azure blue long sword in Chen Yunfei's hand pressed against the skin on his neck, barely blocking Chu Xiu's fatal sword. 

Huh~ A drop of cold sweat dripped down his cheek onto the tip of the blood-red sword, splashing a crystal water drop. 

He just breathed a sigh of relief. 

Chu Xiu's narrow eyes reflected a hint of blood. The sword in his hand changed from a horizontal slash to a straight stab, aiming straight at the opponent's heart at an extremely tricky angle. 

The speed at which the sword moves changed was jaw-dropping. 

Puff~ 

Even though Chen Yunfei could twist his body, a bloody hole was still left in his chest. 

Blood splattered, but fortunately, the heart was not injured, and he barely escaped. 

Chen Yunfei still wants to distance himself and counterattack? 

You're overthinking that. 

When fighting against Chu Xiu, if you are slow in one step, you are bound to be slow in every step. 

He travelled to the Sky Continent and spent seventy of the past one hundred years fighting, engaging in more than ten thousand battles. 

The almost perverted fighting instinct has long been engraved in the bones and soul. 

Just before Chen Yunfei wanted to use his body skills to create distance, he leaned forward, exerted force with his legs, and sank his feet more than three inches into the ground. His left arm was bent into a human-shaped bow, and his body was lowered and leaned back to the extreme. His fist was like Houyi shooting the sun, blasting out ripples of air explosion; the air was wailing, and he punched Chen Yunfei in the chest. 

Bang~Crack, crack, crack~The sound of bones breaking made the disciples watching the game blush and feel their teeth aching. 

Wow, blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of Chen Yunfei's mouth. 

The bones on his back were bulging, and his originally handsome white robe was shaken into flying butterflies. 

The whole person was like a rag doll, flying thousands of meters away, and with a bang, crashed into the light curtain of the arena formation. 

Snap~ 

It fell to the ground and rolled a few times. 

Chu Xiu, who possesses the ancient holy body, has terrifying physical strength. 

After suffering such a horrific punch head-on, all of Chen Yunfei's internal organs in his chest were blown into a pulp. 

Chen Yunfei, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his face, struggled a few times to get up, but his eyes gradually dimmed, and he was completely lifeless. 

"You have to remember the life truth that villains die because they talk too much." 

Chu Xiu sheathed his sword and glanced at the distorted corpse in the distance, and a chilling smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. 

"So I generally don't like bullshit." 

It took only twenty breaths for both sides to start fighting from the time they entered the field. 

From the time Chu Xiu drew his sword to the time Chen Yunfei died, it took less than ten breaths. 

Everyone thought Chu Xiu would be crushed. 

Unexpectedly, the one who was crushed was Chen Yunfei, who was almost one level higher. 

Dead silence 

All the audience disciples around the life and death arena were speechless.