Although Wu Yi was able to take over the Black Cloud True Qi, in this way, his life-killing three forms would inevitably be interrupted, and he might even give the phantom a chance to take advantage of, so Wu Yi was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, and leaned back with his head held high and used half a move (Floating Cloud Flying).

This move is the second type of the Seven Evil Sword Technique, mainly used to attack people under the plate, although the move is very simple, but it is easy to learn and difficult to master, pay attention to the preemptive, and have extremely high requirements for body style and speed.

I saw Wu Yi flipping backwards, skillfully avoiding the fourth group of black cloud true qi, and at the same time, when the long sword in his hand slashed across the ground, he took advantage of the momentum to pick up some black mud towards the phantom, and then Wu Yi followed the force of the back flip, his upper body lay on the black mud ground, dodging the fifth group of black cloud true qi.

When Wu Yi's upper body was about to land, his left hand slapped a palm towards the black mud ground, only to see the soft black mud ground shake for a while, and then left a deep slap print, and Wu Yi did not continue to use the floating cloud fly, but with the power of the palm, he rushed up, and the ghost step of the landed feet rotated, and continued to use the second form of the three deadly styles.

The phantom was shocked, although this style of ghost dance made a little hasty in order to relieve his predicament, but he had already distanced himself from Wu Yi, and the phantom was very clear about his advantages, so he would definitely not let Wu Yi take advantage of it and let himself fall into passivity, so he continued to use the final blow of the ghost dance, and in a hurry, with the help of the force of rotation, the graceful posture, leaning in mid-air, with the wolf's tooth halberd, slashed towards Wu Yi, and connected with Wu Yi head-on.

"Ding—"

With a soft sound, the phantom was repelled by Wu Yi's rushing force, almost lost his balance in the air, and when he landed sideways, he took two steps back in a row before he stabilized his body.

And Wu Yi's internal force and the phantom are too far apart, after he docked with the phantom, he only felt that his chest was hammered by a huge force, the blood surged, the right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth appeared bloodstains, but even so, Wu Yi also relied on that ruthlessness, just took a step back, not wanting to give the phantom too much time to breathe, and then endured the sharp pain in his chest, took a breath, gritted his teeth and raised the long sword in his hand, placed it on his chest, hung the sword between his hands, the two forces staggered apart, quickly rotated the long sword in his chest, and then slapped the hilt of the sword fiercely, and killed towards the phantom。

The Phantom's kung fu is obviously much higher than Wu Yi's, but he didn't expect to be forced to such a point by Wu Yi, that arrogant heart made the Phantom feel that this was a shame, and the unwillingness in his heart turned into that impulse, gritting his teeth,

Wu Yi's long sword, with the power of the long sword spinning at high speed, and the pale yellow true qi, like a wild horse that has escaped the reins, broke through the air flow, dragged the yellow tail, and spun out a light sword roar, killing straight towards the phantom's neck.

Although the Seven Evil Sword Technique is exquisite, after all, the gap between internal force and speed is there, so Wu Yi's second style did not force the phantom to the point where there is no way to retreat, and the phantom has already breathed a sigh of relief.

The phantom knew that Wu Yi was using the three deadly styles, but the phantom didn't believe that he would not be able to defeat Wu Yi's small role, and his heart was muddy, vowing to defeat Wu Yi's proudest move, completely defeat Wu Yi from the heart, and step on Wu Yi's dignity with the most proud victor attitude, so that Wu Yi could die convincingly, so as to calm the anger in his heart.

Seeing the flying long sword, the phantom snorted coldly, and instead of taking half a step back, he burst out with ten percent of his internal force, turning into a pale black cloud true qi, enveloping himself in an air shield, clenching the wolf tooth halberd in his hand, and carefully staring at Wu Yi's every move, with static braking.

The long sword was in front, and Wu Yi followed closely behind, until the long sword had reached three feet in front of the phantom, and the phantom waved the wolf tooth halberd in his hand and smashed it towards the long sword.

You must know that the last of the three deadly styles is known as injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, so in addition to the moves, there is one of the most important requirements, that is, the need to move forward bravely, and the spirit of never retreating, only fearless, only with life to attack the enemy's flaws, in order to achieve the strongest attack.

Wu Yi saw the phantom's move and knew the phantom's speed and strength, but if the long sword was shot down by the phantom, he would not be able to perform the third form, so in desperation, Wu Yi took a fierce step forward and stretched out his left hand to grab the flying long sword.

After all, the phantom attacked the long sword, and at this moment, Wu Yi went to take the sword, and he would inevitably be injured by the phantom's internal force, so this made the phantom a little puzzled, why Wu Yi deliberately interrupted his moves to take his own blow, but if you think about it carefully, the three types of death are famous in the rivers and lakes, and they must have their advantages, so the phantom has become more careful.

Listening to the sound of "ding", the wolf's halberd of the phantom and Wu Yi's long sword connected, and the force smashed the tip of the long sword, although the long sword slowed down most of the power of the phantom, but the huge force still made the sword in Wu Yi's hand tremble and make a sound, but with that ruthlessness, Wu Yi still stiffened his entire left arm, forcibly grabbed the long sword, and did not let the long sword be shot down.

The phantom seized the opportunity, and the wolf tooth halberd in his hand swung towards Wu Yi's waist.

Wu Yi stretched out his right hand towards the phantom's right arm, slapped a palm, blocked the wolf tooth halberd swung by the phantom, and withstood the phantom's force, and at the same time the ghost moved, turned his back to the phantom, and the long sword in his left hand flipped over, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the phantom's left abdomen.

The phantom was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his left hand to grab Wu Yi's arm, trying to stop Wu Yi. However, Wu Yi's left wrist, with a fierce force, threw the long sword out with his backhand, stuck it diagonally on the ground, and the tip of the sword was facing upward, and at the same time, the sword ghost step turned around, the left hand pressed the phantom's right arm, and the right hand wrapped around the phantom's willow waist, with the advantage of the ghost step, a fierce force forcibly picked up the phantom, so that the phantom's lower plate was out of balance, pushed the phantom down, and pressed towards the long sword on the ground.

Wu Yi and the phantom looked at each other, the phantom's beautiful eyes stared at Wu Yi's persistent eyes, but he also reacted, and a trace of surprise appeared between his eyebrows, like a forehead of congealed white jade, wrinkled slightly, but at this moment he was tightly hugged by Wu Yi, and his body was in the air, and there was no way to resist, but the speed of the phantom was extremely fast, and when he was pressed down by Wu Yi, the wolf tooth halberd in his hand was on the ground, wanting to push Wu Yi away with his strength.

It's a pity that Wu Yi hugged the phantom with all his might, but the phantom's kung fu had not yet reached that point, so he only staggered some distance from the long sword on the ground, and still collided with Wu Yi towards the long sword on the ground.

A chill pierced the Phantom's entire abdomen from the left back of the harrow, and the Phantom only felt a sharp pain and frowned deeply.

And Wu Yi was on the phantom's body, although it was a little staggered from the phantom's body, but the flesh on his right waist was still pierced by the long sword, but compared to the phantom, this injury was nothing.