Hearing He Wensheng's words, Zhao Ming finally understood why Qin Guanhai so happily agreed to have an upright fight with him.

It turned out that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that he only had a little spiritual energy left to take care of himself.

"Haha..." Zhao Ming sneered.

However, Qin Guanhai's idea was exposed by He Wensheng, which made his face look a little ugly.

He looked at He Wensheng with vicious eyes and scolded: "Do you have the right to speak here?"

He Wensheng took two steps and smiled.

Just as he was about to speak, Qin Guanhai said again: "Do you think you have any choice now? Do you think I will give him this chance while his spiritual energy recovers?"

After the words fell, Qin Guanhai showed a cruel smile.

The next second, his figure moved.

At the same time, he shouted: "Zhao Ming, suffer death!"

Immediately afterwards, a sword stabbed Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming was already prepared. He held his sword and fought with Zhao Ming.

For a moment, the two of them were inseparable from each other.

However, overall, Qin Guanhai still has a slight advantage.

At least Qin Guanhai's offensive was relatively fierce.

Zhao Ming, on the other hand, was a little passive.

The most important thing is that he is a little constrained and unable to display his true combat power.

When Chen Hetu saw it, he knew that Qin Guanhai was not Zhao Ming's opponent in general.

The reason why he has the advantage now is because the spiritual energy in his body is in a saturated state, and the spiritual energy in Zhao Ming's body is almost gone. Naturally, when he takes action, he is not as sharp as Qin Guanhai, and he has to carefully calculate.

How long can the spiritual energy in the body last?

Therefore, he is very passive now.

This point was reflected after they exchanged hundreds of moves.

During Qin Guanhai's increasingly fierce offensive, Zhao Ming's arm was scratched by a sword, and blood spilled all over the floor.

This made Zhao Ming very angry and shouted: "Qin Guanhai, you are such a despicable person!"

Qin Guanhai was not angry but smiled and said: "Are you despicable? I don't think so. In the world of cultivators, the weak eat the strong. If you are not as strong as me, why do you think I am despicable?"

Zhao Ming snorted coldly: "Do you really think you are my opponent? If you didn't take advantage of others' danger, would you dare to attack me alone?"

Qin Guanhai snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, you can die!"

The speed of his attacks became faster and the moves became more fierce. Suddenly, Zhao Ming had several more wounds on his body.

However, Zhao Ming still struggled to support himself.

However, Qin Guanhai's sinister face smiled more and more.

"Haha, Zhao Ming, you didn't expect that you would still have to die by my sword in the end."

Zhao Ming's face turned pale and he remained silent.

Qin Guanhai continued: "However, if you don't want to die, you can. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me, I will let you go."

"Of course, kowtowing once is not enough, you have to kowtow three times to me. As long as you kowtow three times, I will let you go immediately, otherwise..."

Having said this, Qin Guanhai did not say any more, but his meaning was self-evident.

That is, either kneel down and kowtow three times, or die.

Zhao Ming shouted angrily with a livid face: "Dream! Qin Guanhai, even if I die, I will never let you go!"

Qin Guanhai laughed "haha" and said: "You are already on the verge of death, why are you still so stubborn?"

As soon as the voice fell, another sword was struck here. The spiritual energy in Zhao Ming's body was probably almost gone. When he blocked the sword, it seemed that he did not use any force. The sword directly penetrated Zhao Ming's shoulder.

Blood burst out instantly.

At the same time, Qin Guanhai shouted: "I will give you three seconds at the end, do you kneel or not!"
Chapter completed!