Although Qin Ming is strong, as long as he doesn't reach the holy beast realm, Queyang can take advantage of his numbers and easily defeat him.

This was Queyang using the power behind him to deal with Qin Ming. Everyone was very angry at Queyang's behavior, but there was nothing they could do.

They are all used to it, those sons of aristocratic families, none of them rely on the power behind them to show off their might in front of them.

Influence is also a kind of strength, no matter how hard you try, sometimes it is better than not winning at all.

Qin Ming on the stage retreated gradually, and the warriors had no choice but to wave their fists and shout loudly to cheer Qin Ming up.

Some discerning fighters saw something wrong with Qin Ming in the arena.

Even if you save energy, it is definitely not the best choice to retreat like this and choose to avoid.

Although it saves stamina in a short period of time, allowing Ghost Saber to seize the opportunity can even force Qin Ming to go all out, consuming even more stamina.

They have watched the battles before, so they naturally know that Qin Ming has extremely rich combat experience, so why would he choose such an unreasonable way of coping?

Of course, most ordinary warriors don't have this vision, they only see Qin Ming's embarrassment, not the abnormality.

When Qin Ming stepped back in the arena, he seemed to be exhausted, but the smile on Ghost Saber's face disappeared, and he became more cautious instead.

Ghost Saber has experienced many battles, even if he doesn't know what Qin Ming is doing, he can still feel that this is the calm before the storm.

Therefore, Ghost Knife stared at Qin Ming firmly, and was always prepared to prevent accidents.

Sure enough, in just a moment, he felt tremendous pressure from Qin Ming.

"Not good." Ghost Saber suddenly thought of Qin Ming's previous battle, that shocking blow.

In fact, before taking the stage, Ghost Saber secretly reminded himself to be careful of Qin Ming's attack.

But after taking the stage, everything went so smoothly, and now his physical strength is almost exhausted, and he planned to step down from the ring to admit defeat after a few rounds of attacks, and he was careless for a while.

Suddenly feeling the strong pressure on Qin Ming, Ghost Saber reacted, but it was too late.

Qin Ming's fist was already raised high, aiming at Ghost Saber's chest, hitting it indomitably.

The sharp wind, the powerful oppressive momentum, the ghost knife's heart tightened suddenly, and the unprecedented sense of crisis made his scalp tingle.

Qin Ming did not hide this punch at all, the purpose of this punch was to kill him.

I can't stop it, I'm going to die!

Faced with such a powerful punch, ghost knife suddenly thought of dying for no reason.

For the first time, he felt death so close to him.

"Ah..." Ghost Knife shouted, tightly holding the big knife in his hands with both hands, and laying him across his chest, blocking the only way for Qin Ming's fist to pass.

His continuous attacks before caused his body's center of gravity to move forward, and Qin Ming attacked suddenly again. The distance between the two was extremely close, and there was no possibility of dodging.

You can only choose hard connection, there is no second choice.

Qin Ming's fist was imprinted on the big knife in Ghost Knife's hand, and the powerful Fenghuo Dao on it emitted earth-shattering power.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a loud noise, the big knife in Ghost Knife's hand was crushed, and the powerful force directly sent the Ghost Knife flying. The hands holding the knife had lost consciousness, the hands kept shaking irregularly, and the chest and ribs were shattered.

Feeling the severe pain, Ghost Knife couldn't breathe out in pain, and his body was shaking.