The powerful counter-shock force is transmitted to the ghost knife, and it hurts everywhere, and it hurts everywhere.

At this moment, Qin Ming's fist once again appeared in front of him.

The power of this move is far inferior to the previous attack, but the current physical condition of the Ghost Blade is extremely difficult to even raise its hand, and it can't stop Qin Ming's attack, let alone avoid it.

Even if the power is not as powerful as before, if you hit him, it is easy to kill him.

"I admit defeat!" Ghost Blade shouted without any hesitation.

After shouting these words in a hurry, Ghost Blade seemed to have lost all its power, and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Before Qin Ming's attack, the force of the counter-shock had already severely injured him. Without help, it would take at least a quarter of an hour for him to resume his actions.

Gave in.

The Ghost Blade just gave in, and surprised many warriors who didn't know the truth.

But what surprised them even more was that Qin Ming didn't give up because of Guidao's surrender, but continued to charge.

"Stop!" A voice suddenly sounded, and Queyang flew out from the crowd, shouting to stop.

Qin Ming raised his eyelids and saw Queyang's murderous eyes. A smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth. Not only did he not stop as Queyang said, but he added a bit of strength.

"Bang..." The fist slammed on the ghost knife, and a lot of blood flowed in his mouth. The ghost knife looked at Qin Ming with a pair of dead fish eyes, and looked at Queyang under the ring, not stunned.

Before he died, Guidao's eyes were full of disbelief.

Queyang Mingming asked Qin Ming to stop, why did he dare to kill himself?

Isn't Qin Ming afraid of Queyang?

Qin Ming really wasn't afraid of Queyang. After killing the Ghost Blade, he fixed his eyes on Queyang.

"Okay, okay!" Looking at the dead ghost knife, Queyang trembled all over, Qin Ming dared to continue working on the ghost knife after he called to stop, it was really unreasonable.

This doesn't take him seriously.

When I thought that I would hand over the Queyang tribe to the Yuan family, and become a servant of the Haoyuan Chamber of Commerce, there will be more warriors who don't care about him, and Queyang's heart is dripping blood.

With the new hatred and the old hatred, Queyang hated Qin Ming deeply.

He drew the long sword from his waist, and his body was furious.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming showed a sneer on his face: "What? Lord Queyang also wants to participate in the fight? Or said that his conspiracy was seen through and became angry, planning to kill me personally?"

"I, Qin Ming, act carefully and never take the initiative to offend people. I don't know where I offend you?"

"Oh! I see, it may be that I accidentally won a life-to-death battle with Yuanlong, which caused you to lose a lot of Black Stone, so you turned your anger on me."

"It's just... if I deliberately lose the competition, wouldn't it mean that most ordinary martial artists will lose all their net worth?"

Hearing Qin Ming's cynicism, Que Yang's lungs were bursting.

But the warriors at the scene cheered and pointed at Queyang, full of accusations.

"The leader of the Tangtang Queyang tribe, besides calculating ordinary warriors like us without a background, what else will he do?"

"Huh...When I entered the Queyang tribe, I had already handed in the black stone. All tribes and cities will take the responsibility of protecting the warrior after the warrior pays the black stone. But what about Queyang? Not only does it not protect us, but instead lets Yuanlong wantonly. Killing, and even planning to personally take action against the warriors who have paid the Black Stone. What is the significance of the existence of such a tribe?"