Qi Ba chose the battle of life and death, and all the remaining chess pieces gave up the field.

Compared to Ye Tianlong, who was slender, Qi Ba looked burly and domineering.

As Qiba with the strongest strength and skill among the Seven Kings, he naturally has his own pride and confidence.

He received the greatest resource support from the Senate, married another senator's daughter, and was taught by the old antiques that existed as a **** in the Senate.

Had it not been for the rusty heads of the six veterans and abiding by the old rules of the Tianmen, he would have been able to convince the six kings to unify the Tianmen.

Just like the existence of a non-ninety-year-old antique, Qi Ba has long stopped paying tribute to the elders, and even killed the elders to strengthen his own strength.

In terms of money, he is the number one among the Seven Kings, and in terms of power, he is also the number one among the Seven Kings. In terms of manpower, Qi's dead men are well-known in the world. In terms of skill, he is the only one with nearly nine ranks.

In Qi Ba's cognition, he will sooner or later be the master of Tianmen, and the kings of Wei and Qin are tied together, and they may not be qualified to be called the Qi family.

Therefore, the victory of Ye Tianlong's chessboard surprised Qi Ba, but he was not depressed, on the contrary, his fighting spirit was surging.

Killing Ye Tianlong, and after this round, the agreement was invalid, and it seemed like a wasted effort, but in fact, Qi Ba took advantage.

How can the dead and the living be a real tie?

The night is here, but the world seems colder and darker.

Qi Ba's face seemed to be the same as the light of the night, cold, hazy, and mysterious, making people unable to guess the depth.

"boom!"

Before Ye Tianlong could speak, Qi Ba kicked the wooden case in front of him, blasting at Ye Tianlong like a cannonball, with a shocking momentum.

Confucius subconsciously shouted: "Be careful."

Ye Tianlong didn't evade either, and picked out the wooden case with his toes. With a crisp sound, the two wooden cases collided, and then they fell into pieces.

The huge momentum and the splashing wood chips made everyone conditioned to fall back.

"Swish swish!"

Qi Ba didn't have the slightest frustration on his face. This was a warm-up action. In the next second, he lifted his right foot and three sabers jumped up.

"boom!"

Qi Ba didn't reach out to receive the knife, but directly slammed into the saber, with a cracking sound, the three knives broke into dozens of fragments and shot at Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes and didn't squat with the opponent, but directly provoked Dao Jue's corpse to block it out.

"Pump pound!"

In a dull sound, Dao Jue's corpse continued to spatter blood, and a wave of brute force emerged.

Ye Tianlong kept stepping back to buffer, and then throwing the corpse to avoid it, almost as soon as the corpse was thrown back to the side, a blade slid his ear.

A strand of hair fell off.

Confucius and the others were stunned, and they also sighed that Qi Ba was arrogant.

"Ye Tianlong, you are very good."

Qi Ba slowly stood in front of the middle palace and didn't make any further moves, but his momentum was very strong: "It is a bit of a capital to stop my two attacks."

"It's just that you are always a little arrogant. You should put a few more chess pieces in front of you to let me consume half of my strength, and you will kill me again."

He gave Ye Tianlong a blow: "In this way, you can win this battle."

Ye Tianlong rubbed his shoulders and replied casually, "I can still kill you without sending my brother to death without cannon fodder."

Qi Ba snorted: "Arrogant!"

"Let's not mention that you have left the wounds in the fierce battle with Jacks and my son. Even if your state is at its peak, you are not my opponent."

He looked proudly: "I'm not afraid to tell you, the old man has never failed in this life."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "That didn't meet me."

"Really? Let's see how you will die later!"

Qi Ba took a step forward with his hands on his back, looking sharply at Ye Tianlong: "You have to remember, you are dead, don't forget to let go."

Ye Tianlong also smiled calmly: "Don't forget, you are dead, remember to give the money."

Qi Ba said coldly: "Don't worry, whether it's the 50 billion from the Pu family or my personal 50 billion, it's already in the notary account."

"As long as you can win me, the money will be transferred to your account under the signatures of twelve witnesses."

Qi Ba stepped forward slowly: "It's just that I don't think you can see the money. If you really want to see it, I can burn it to you."

Ye Tianlong's right hand dropped, and there was a knife in his palm. The red light flashed, but it made people look down.

Qi Ba looked at the knife, and his pupils immediately shrank: "You can't see blood when you kill, and the tip of the knife is a little red?"

He saw this knife for the first time, but before coming, he was still familiar with Ye Tianlong's information and knew that he had a killer:

That is a little red.

In the chaotic information, there is a passage that Ye Tianlong is cunning by nature, talented in martial arts, and Yi Hong is a killer.

His skill is only on the upper side of the eighth rank, but if he takes out a little red in his hand, he is playing in a fair environment, enough to deal with the world's ninth rank strong.

This is also the main reason why many people dare not smash Ye Tianlong.

Qi Ba secretly thought that intelligence was an exaggeration, a mercenary who had actually hired a navy, what did he really want to do?

A person with a criminal record of petty theft, someone told him to be a good person with good conduct, who would believe it?

But now that Ye Tianlong was holding a little red, Qi Ba's face changed uncontrollably.

Because at this moment, Ye Tianlong's aura was completely different, fading away from frivolousness, dispelling cynicism, only invisible depth.

Qi Ba stared at Ye Tianlong's knife and asked word by word: "Killing is invisible?"

"Not bad."

Ye Tianlong sighed: "A lot of people who were stunned died on this knife."

The corner of Qi Ba's mouth moved a little: "Do you treat me like those vulnerable trash?"

Ye Tianlong replied peacefully: "If waste is not waste, the result is the same."

Qi Ba snorted heavily: "You can fool a three-year-old child, and frighten me, it's just a brain drain."

Ye Tianlong's smile bloomed like a flower: "If I was really fooling with this knife, you would have beaten me a long time ago."

Qi Ba was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "It makes sense."

Unknowingly, he took two steps forward and added with a touch of curiosity: "Would you like to let me see it?"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am invulnerable."

A smile appeared at the corner of Qi Ba's mouth, then he picked up a knife and slammed it into his throat.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the knife broke in two, Qi Ba's throat only had a red spot, and he didn't even see any blood stains. It was obvious that he was really copper and iron bone.

Lin Rudao and them secretly surprised, Qi Ba is indeed abnormal, hard work even practiced his throat.

Qi Ba directly rubbed the half of the knife into a pile of fragments, as if his palm was rubbing leaves, he snorted with contempt:

"Ye Tianlong, how do you kill me?"

"boom!"

Just when Ye Tianlong opened his mouth to respond, Qi Ba suddenly roared, his voice overwhelming all the noise, shaking the earth, and falling leaves all around it.

"Snapped!"

The wine glass that Confucius was holding instantly shattered, leaving only a cup handle, he felt like a dog, Qi Ba was powerful, beyond imagination.

The water bottles on the tables of several people also tilted uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

Lin Rudao's wheelchair also buzzed, and many parts resonated. Huo Zicai fell to the ground and almost got under the table to avoid...

His face was pale, he was about to be scared to death, and there were blood stains from his mouth and nose...

Ye Tianlong felt a blast of air pressure, not only his hair trembled, his face trembled, and his eyes still had unspeakable pain.

There is no doubt that Qi Ba will use this to mess up Ye Tianlong's mind, so that he can no longer condense his energy on a little red.

In the roar, Qi Ba's face also became distorted, and those dark and deep eyes were as blood-red as beasts fighting.

murderous look!

The murderous aura formed by countless blood accumulations pressed against Ye Tianlong, causing the corners of his mouth to shake.

Feeling that he was being disturbed, Ye Tianlong simply closed his eyes, waiting for death.

"Wow!"

In this gap, Qi Ba rushed to Ye Tianlong, like a mad **** and demon, his fists were as powerful as a mountain.

"call!"

As soon as the cold wind blows, Qi Ba's figure grows stronger, and Mount Tai is overwhelming, but that's it.

His hard fist broke the dust, broke the cold wind, and hit Ye Tianlong's head. As long as it hits, it will crack like a watermelon.

Tianmo and Earth Kuangtian instinctively tighten their bodies.

Lin Rudao and Confucius couldn't help but shouted subconsciously: "Tianlong, be careful!"

Dark clouds crush the city!

Ye Tianlong moved, a cloud of dust soared, bewildering Qi Ba's sight.

Qi Ba's originally tense eyes narrowed instinctively.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the red light flashed!

Qi Ba's body suddenly stagnated in the air, the overwhelming black clouds dissipated in an instant, Qi Ba fell to the ground with a'plop', and the ground trembled on his knees.

He didn't shout or struggle, but suddenly, his fist turned into a palm, and he tightly covered his eyes.

There is an extra knife on his right eye.

A little red!

Qi Ba's eyes were full of shock and pain. He stared at Ye Tianlong, the corners of his mouth twitched constantly, full of aggrieved, doubtful and unbelief...

He didn't seem to believe it, a little red would pierce his eyes.

No one could tell when the knife pierced Qi Ba's eyes, but he could judge it at the moment when he squinted.

At that time, it was undefended.

What a quick knife!

Qi Ba's lips were still moving, and his throat made a "gritty" sound. He was enduring the severe pain, but everyone knew that he had one thousand and ten thousand were dissatisfied.

Qi Ba only felt a breath in his throat, and couldn't help it. He held a little red backhand, and he treated himself cruelly.

"what--"

Qi Ba's eyes spurted blood and a scream, then he drew out the red knife abruptly.

He would have to look at it, otherwise he would be dead and unable to look at it...

He saw a little red, saw the red on it, and also saw his own blood, he knew what weapon he died under.

"thump!"

Qi Ba fell to the ground, his breath plummeted, lying on the ground with his feet upside down!

The last silhouette of his life is the gloomy sky, and Ye Tianlong's plain three words:

"you lose……"