After some discussion, the three people on Ye Xun's side were Ye Xun, Yi Xiaopeng, and Liu Que.

Although it is enough to win two games, it is better to let Ye Xun fight against Mu Lingtian, so as to prevent accidents. And Yi Xiaopeng also used a sword, so he fought against Wu Yi, and Liu Que fought against Tang Jing, which was an arrangement on Ye Xun's side.

It seems that in these three games, Mu Lingtian and the three of them will definitely lose, and in the hearts of Liu Que and the others, they are already equal to winning.

But since Tang Aoshuang dared to compare like this, of course he already knew the result!

Everyone got out of the way, and when the game began, Yi Xiaopeng looked at Wu Yi with a sneer: "Wu Gongzi, I will teach you your swordsmanship in the first game!"

Although Wu Yi is considered a leader among the younger generation, he has not yet reached the point where he can compete with a master like Yi Xiaopeng, so it is obvious that Tang Aoshuang also intends to let Wu Yi lose this time, and his bet is on Mu Lingtian and Tang Jing.

Although knowing about Juxian Pavilion was an excuse to kill Mu Lingtian, after all, it was because of himself that others had this excuse, not to mention that Mu Lingtian was his brother in life and death, so Wu Yi, who knew that he had a high probability of losing, also had to do his part, he had to fight hard and do his part for his third brother, if he could win, then Mu Lingtian would have a one-third chance to live!

Wu Yi held the shadow of the painting, and his eyes had long since lost the previous harmony, replaced by an inexplicable war intent.

Wu Yi stood up and looked at Yi Xiaopeng, he was thinking in his heart: "Yi Xiaopeng is a master who has been famous for a long time, how can I defeat him? Impossible, I don't even know how many moves I can catch him, how can I defeat him." But if I lose, then the third brother will be in more danger, although the eldest brother's kung fu is higher than me, but he will not be able to beat Liu Que, and the third brother and Ye Mengzhu! Uncle still has any trump card? What should I do? No, I can't lose!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wu Yi's eyes: "Please teach Senior Yi!"

The shadow in Wu Yi's hand moved with the ruthlessness in Wu Yi's eyes, he used all his internal force, mysterious steps, and rotated his body in one step, his body floated in the air, like a wind, stabbing straight at Yi Xiaopeng in the rotation.

Yi Xiaopeng originally thought that Wu Yi would have no fighting spirit, and this game would definitely be won easily, but Wu Yi's sudden action surprised Yi Xiaopeng, and he knew that Wu Yi was desperate.

Yi Xiaopeng came back to his senses in surprise, and was forced to retreat continuously by Wu Yi's strange move, and two consecutive swords tried to stop Wu Yi, but they were blocked by the rapidly rotating shadow.

Yi Xiaopeng made a move "Yanfei", and pointed at Wu Yi with a sword, and with his easy steps, he moved towards Wu Yi's side like a shadow, and then jumped back behind Wu Yi in a quick step.

Wu Yi stabbed his sword into the ground, picked up some dirt, and stopped spinning.

However, Yi Xiaopeng used another move behind Wu Yi, and the tip of the "Wind Dance" sword swept towards Wu Yi with some sword qi like leaves.

Wu Yi turned around and used the Seven Evil Sword Technique to "Capture the Soul" with a cross sword qi to compete with Yi Xiaopeng's sword qi.

Wu Yi had already made a decision the moment he made a move, he definitely couldn't give Yi Xiaopeng a chance to make a move.

He inserted the shadow into the ground, picked up a piece of soil towards Yi Xiaopeng, and threw the shadow in his hand out...

Wu Yi's strange move surprised everyone.

The shadow spun and flew towards Yi Xiaopeng with the dirt, Yi Xiaopeng just rushed towards Wu Yi, wanting to subdue Wu Yi with one move, but he didn't expect to meet the flying dirt and sword.

Yi Xiaopeng stopped his pace, dodged the dirt sideways, and sent the painting into the air with another sword.

But Wu Yi rushed over, grabbed the shadow, and followed Yi Xiaopeng's force to fly the shadow, turning the shadow.

The shadow of the painting was on Yi Xiaopeng's sword, and he turned towards Yi Xiaopeng, Yi Xiaopeng reacted instantly, raised his head, and avoided the shadow that rotated over.

The painting shadow turned back into Wu Yi's hand, Yi Xiaopeng raised his head, and Wu Yi's eyes met, the sword in Yi Xiaopeng's hand, rubbing against the painting, swiped towards Wu Yi's hand, and at the same time looked at Wu Yi's feet, and kicked towards Wu Yi.

Wu Yi looked at Yi Xiaopeng's moves, rotated the shadow again, dodged Yi Xiaopeng's falling sword, and caught the shadow again.

But looking at Yi Xiaopeng's gaze, Wu Yi didn't have time to react, and Yi Xiaopeng kicked Wu Yi's calf.

Wu Yi lost his balance, his body floated in the air, and he fell backwards.

But Wu Yi was desperate, he couldn't lose, he forcibly inserted the shadow on the ground with the shadow in the retreat, and with the help of the strength of the shadow, he stabilized his balance, stepped back a little, and slapped the ground with a palm, stabilizing his figure.

Yi Xiaopeng danced sideways with his sword and chased after him, Wu Yigang got up, looked up and saw Yi Xiaopeng's sword, falling towards his rear. With his backhand, he inserted the shadow behind his back, tilted sideways and turned twice in a row, avoiding a sword that Yi Xiaopeng slashed down.

After dodging, Wu Yi used the painting shadow to prop up his body and kicked Yi Xiaopeng twice.

Yi Xiaopeng turned around, blocked with his sword, and caught up with Wu Yi with one palm when Wu Yi closed his feet.

There is no way, this is the gap in internal force, Wu Yi was hit by Yi Xiaopeng's palm and lost his balance, and the whole person flew two or three meters away from the rear.

Wu Yi, who was about to fall to the ground, slapped him indiscriminately on the ground in the air, and with the help of this force, he turned over in the air, inserted the shadow into the ground, and turned over from the shadow to prevent himself from falling.

Yi Xiaopeng didn't pursue Wu Yi, he stood in place, with a smile on his face, it seemed that no matter what tricks Wu Yi used, he couldn't win against him now, he already had the chance to win: "Seven Evil Sword Technique! Your third brother taught you, right? But this can't change the ending, you go back and practice for a few years!"

Although Wu Yi already knew this ending, he would not give up easily, with a smile on his face, but his eyes made people feel that the smile was so ruthless: "Is it? How can I know if I don't try? No matter what I Wu Yi does, I have to try it myself!"

The ruthlessness in Wu Yi's eyes, this moment looks so absolute, that ruthlessness is domineering, and he clenches the painting!

Wu Yi's feet moved back slightly, the shadow in his hand pointed directly at Yi Xiaopeng, and he kicked hard under his feet, and the soil under his feet was kicked out of a deep imprint.

Wu Yi rushed towards Yi Xiaopeng, but suddenly put away the shadow and carried the shadow behind him!

Mu Lingtian looked at Wu Yi, there was some surprise in his eyes, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth said softly: "Killing three styles!"

Tang Aoshuang, who was chatting with Lu Yan and watching at the same time, looked at the competition from the corner of his eye, as if he saw something, turned his head around, looked at Wu Yi with some worry in his eyes, and sighed!