From the day when Huang Yanjun fell in love with Chen Qiye, she insisted on one principle and did not interfere with the third party. Either waited until Chen Qiye fell in love with her, or Lin Chuxue took the initiative to divorce Chen Qiye.

Because Chen Qiye loves Lin Chuxue, Huang Yanjun saw that even though he was a dignified seven-foot man, he was scolded and beaten by Lin Haifeng, he would stay in the Lin family. What did he do?

It’s just that I love Lin Chuxue too much.

If we really want to care about who loves more from the relationship between Chen Qiye and Lin Chuxue, from the third party Huang Yanjun, Chen Qiye's love is definitely deeper, so Huang Yanjun never expected Chen Qiye to divorce Lin Chuxue.

Originally, when Huang Yanjun heard Lin Chuxue say this, she felt that she should be happy, but at this time the little princess of the Huang family felt a little sad.

"I hope I'm going to be a guess." Huang Yanjun looked at the East China Sea God of War on the ring and said to himself.

At this time, Jiang Mengmeng's face turned pale. The masters invited by three parties took the initiative to admit defeat. This was a huge morale blow to them challenging the God of War.

"A bunch of cowards, cowards." Jiang Mengmeng said angrily.

Shen Mingchao then closed his eyes and asked, "Mengmeng, why are you so angry?"

"Brother Mingchao, these are not a group of experts. They are obviously a group of waste. They didn't even beat them, and they just gave in after they went up." Jiang Mengmeng said in hatred.

Shen Mingchao disagreed and said, "Mengmeng, it is because of the lot of waste that can highlight my extraordinaryness, so I think this is a good thing."

"Ah? Brother Mingchao, you are the last boxer to appear. As long as the eight in front are fighting as hard as Tang Yuanchen, when you are here, the God of War in the East China Sea will definitely lose the energy. How could it be a good thing?" Jiang Mengmeng asked with a confused look on her face.

Shen Mingchao waved his hand, let Jiang Mengmeng say nothing more, continue to close her eyes and close her eyes to rest as if he was sure to win.

At this time, the fifth master had already appeared on the stage, but as soon as he appeared on the stage, hundreds of viewers from the Dongxing Arena were immediately suspicious, because he came on stage with a bright dagger, and Chen Qiye was obviously at a loss.

Bai Yunfei and the North Gate could no longer sit still.

Bai Yunfei walked out of the backstage, went straight to the old master Jiufang below the ring, clasped his fists and said, "Boss Wu, the master you invited, bring weapons to the stage, isn't this appropriate?"

The Wu family has assets of over 10 billion yuan. Since the Wu family wants to compete for the new market, they naturally sent a direct representative, but the Wu family's son is a woman in leather clothes.

"Boss Bai, Dongxing has rules, no weapons are allowed to come on stage?" The woman from the Wu family smiled sly and asked Bai Yunfei.

Bai Yunfei shook his head, Dongxing really didn't have this rule.

"But the God of War is bare-handed, and your Wu family's master has weapons. Isn't this unfair?" Bai Yunfei continued to keep a low posture. The Wu family is a super big boss in a province. Bai Yunfei can't afford to offend him, and this is helpless.

It was precisely because of this rule that the Wu family encouraged their masters to bring their weapons to the top.

"Then you ask Mr. God of War to bring a dagger, isn't it a knot?" said the woman from the Wu family with her red lips slightly raised.

She thought this plan was perfect, but in the eyes of the Beimen Elderly Association, this little trick was a bit mentally retarded. A group of old men from the Beimen were criticizing the Wu family.

"Little girl from the Wu family, do you think we old guys don't understand the world? The person you invited by the Wu family is a weapon master."

"We old men have eaten more salt than rice you have eaten. Please let your Wu family masters put down the dagger and try it. We can find a few people in the north gate to get over him."

"The God of War never uses weapons. So what if you give him a big knife? Such a game is too unfair."

“Yes, it’s too unfair.”

The Wu family woman was completely panicked now. She was proud of her cleverness, but she didn't know that the old man from the Beimen Elderly Association, a very mature person, instantly saw through her tricks.

To put it bluntly, the masters of the Wu family are good at using flying knives. If they were asked to remove the knives, they would not dare to go to the stage.

The North Gate Elderly Association had never heard Chen Qiye say that he could use weapons, so he naturally thought that Chen Qiye would not, so he strongly opposed it.

The woman from Wu family came up with a plan and hurriedly looked at the ring and said, "Mr. War God, isn't the reason why you challenge Jiufang overnight to convince us? In this way, as long as you can hold on the ring for three minutes, what about our Wu family who will take the initiative to admit defeat?"

A group of old men in the north gate jumped in a hurry, but were stopped by Xu Que's eyes because the woman Wu happened to be in Chen Qiye's heart. Whether to continue depends on his own meaning.

"Let's start." Chen Qiye's faint voice instantly spread throughout the sky above the East Star.

Nearly a thousand East Star audiences were all in a daze. Bai Yunfei and a group of old men in the north gate cursed in anger. Bai Yutang wished he could find a Guan Gong sword to hand it over to Chen Qiye. This is too unfair.

But they couldn't refute what Chen Qiye agreed to.

"God of War, you are too arrogant, so don't be polite." The master of the Wu family shook his head sneered.

When a master fights, life and death are just in the blink of an eye. He is a master of flying swords and has not stopped at all.

"First knife!"

"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white training was released instantly, hitting Chen Qiye's face. Before the audience of Dongxing could react, his first sword had already arrived, and the sword light was white, and the light on the Dongxing arena was also white. The sword light mixed with the lights were instantly magnified several times.

This Wu family master has been practicing flying knives since he was a child. Nowadays, thermal weapons are strictly controlled, and few people can match his flying knives speed. Therefore, he is known as Zhuo Jiudao, and he is confident that no matter how strong the God of War in the East China Sea, he cannot avoid his nine flying knives.

"In this game, the God of War is in danger."

"Yes, this man is obviously a master of swordplay. No matter how strong the God of War is, he cannot resist steel."

"Look, the flying knife is about to hit the God of War."

"It's dangerous!"

Just when the first flying knife was about to hit Chen Qiye, he suddenly tapped his feet and passed by the flying knife. With a loud bang, the flying knife did not hit Chen Qiye, but instead inserted into the edge of the ring. Even the wire was blown open, which shows how powerful he is.

The first knife was avoided by Chen Qiye, completely as Zhuo Jiudao expected. He was completely shameless. He just had just one knife, but this time he took out three more flying knives from his waist with his backhand.

"cut!"

"cut!"

"Kill again!"

Every time Zhuo Jiudao is recited, a flying knife will be shot out. After three sounds, the three flying knives will appear in the shape of a font under the lights of the Dongxing Arena, directly attacking Chen Qiye.

"My three flying knives are tailor-made for you, God of War, hahaha..." The flying knives were still rushing, and Zhuo Jiudao could no longer control the joy of victory and laughed wildly.

He was right at all. The nine flying knives he brought this time were completely tailor-made for Chen Qiye, because he studied Dongxing's light in advance and then forged the flying knives, which perfectly fit the light and the light. These are not three flying knives, but three flying spears, which are not only fast, but also very dazzling.

But the next second, Zhuo Jiudao returned in disappointment. Seeing that Chen Qiye had been flooded by the blade, but after three clanging sounds, three flying knives were still stuck on the barbed wire at the edge of the ring, and he was perfectly avoided.

"How can you be so fast?" Zhuo Jiudao was briefly surprised and stared at Chen Qiye and said.

"It's not that I'm fast, but that your speed is too slow." Chen Qiye shook his head and said.

Although Zhuo Jiudao's speed of firing was very fast, it was still far from that of Zi Gongdan. It is no exaggeration to say that his speed of flying swords was even comparable to Tao Xiaochun.

If Zhuo Jiudao is the successor of the ancient flying sword, Chen Qiye still has to avoid his sharpness, but modern people are not as powerful as the ancients. It is indeed a bit of a fantasy to hurt Chen Qiye at this level.

Zhuo Yidao was completely angry and roared loudly: "So brave! Next, I will definitely kneel in front of my flying knife."

"cut……."

"Slay, cut, cut, cut!"

Zhuo Yidao threw the remaining five flying knives at once. Chen Qiye dodged left and right and was already approaching.

At this time, he felt why Tang Yuanchen, the master of national martial arts, was defeated by Shen Qiye. When the overwhelming murderous intent rushed towards Zhuo Yidao, he felt the threat of death for the first time in his life.

"I, recognize..."

Before he could say the word "lose", a overwhelming slap had arrived. With a loud bang, Chen Qiye slapped Zhuo Yidao flying to the ring, and he bleeded blood in the air. He rolled out more than a dozen circles before landing. He fainted as soon as he landed on the ground.

Chen Qiye didn't want to kill people because he wanted to convince the nine forces, but this did not mean that he had no temper.

Zhuo Yidao, the knife is fatal, and if he doesn't kill him, he is already lucky.
Chapter completed!