Suddenly, the tip of a sword pierced Li Qingyi.

Ao Fenggu was also a little surprised, his eyes were full of confusion, Rao was him, and he hadn't figured out what the situation was until now.

I saw a snow-white sword tip penetrate Li Qingyi's chest, and along the sharp tip of the sword, drops of red blood flowed out of Li Qingyi's warm chest and fell to the ground, becoming extremely cold.

"Clank!"

Li Qingyi's eyes were full of disbelief, and he turned his neck stiffly, his arm could no longer hold the sword that he usually liked to take out to show off, and wanted to turn his neck to look at Wu Tian, but Wu Tian did not give him this opportunity.

The sword light flickered, bringing up a blood-red match, which was extremely strange, Wu Tian showed a smile and pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Laugh at!

At the same time, without the blockage of the tip of the sword, the blood in Li Qingyi's chest spurted out directly, and with a wave of the long sleeve in Ao Fenggu's hand, all the blood was swept out and sprinkled on Wu Tian's face.

Wu Tian licked his lips, his eyes ghostly, staring at Ao Feng Gu and said, "I don't need someone to help me yet!"

"What a dog-eat-dog!" Ao Fenggu said coldly.

Hearing Ao Fenggu's words, Huang Yimei and the others' hearts that had just fallen rose again, originally when Wu Tian killed Li Qingyi, everyone thought that Wu Tian would not be able to fight even if he was not afraid of being with them, but now listening to what Ao Fenggu said, he became nervous again, sighed secretly in his heart, and took a step forward, standing behind Ao Fenggu and secretly guarded.

However, Wu Tian's reaction once again made everyone's speculation come to naught, only to see that Wu Tian was not angry, but nodded approvingly.

"Yes! It's a great dog-eat-dog!" The blood on Wu Tian's face hadn't dried yet, and his behavior was very strange and a little incomprehensible.

The Seven Killing Palace, as a place where killers gather, is very cruel and bloody.

As the young palace master, Wu Tian is also used to seeing blood psychologically.

The corners of Ao Fenggu's mouth twitched, and at this time, he had no idea of continuing to attack the other party.

Wu Tian is a psychologically distorted person, he only treats Wu Tian Ao Fenggu with a pitiful look, and the gaze in his eyes is completely caring for the "mentally handicapped child", but when he turned around and was about to leave, Wu Tian's words came to his ears again, which made Ao Fenggu angry.

"Yes, yes, it's really a very wonderful dog-eat-dog, or a two-dog competition, it's really gratifying to the owner, but the owner is more optimistic about you, and this will not change. Wu Tian said to Ao Fenggu with a smile.

Wu Tian still had that expression, but Ao Fenggu didn't have the mood to play with him.

"What a hopeless person!" Ao Fenggu looked at Wu Tian with disdain.

"Hmph! Shameless, it's your honor to be the servant of the young master, you dare to resist! ”

Wu Tian said coldly, and the long sword in his hand was raised.

At this moment, a silver light flashed, and Wu Tian's sword stabbed at Ao Fenggu was raised to the side, and at the same time, a thin figure came to Ao Fenggu's side. ，

"A dignified six-star martial artist, you have to say it so grandly when you fight a five-star martial artist, it's really shameless, let me meet you. ”

The person who came was Huang Yimei, who was also a six-star martial artist, and a person with better qualifications in the new generation of the Martial Arts Academy, Huang Yimei didn't think that he would be worse than this Wu Tian in front of him.

Huang Yimei glanced at Ao Fenggu and motioned for the other party to retreat.

"During this time, I have been sharpening my fights, you can rest assured. ”

Huang Yimei has noticed some of his shortcomings after the last trip to the Valley of the Gods, and after he went back, he also deliberately fought with people to increase his combat experience.

"What are you?"

Wu Tian saw that someone was blocking Ao Fenggu's body, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

In the Seven Killings Palace, he Wu Tian said that he wanted that genius to be a dog, and that beautiful woman to warm the bed, which was just a matter of one sentence.

And now it's good, not only did someone refuse his kindness repeatedly, but there was actually someone who stood in the way. Looking at Huang Yimei in front of him, a little killing intent had already risen in Wu Tian's heart.

"You're talking to your dad like that, you're really uneducated!"

Huang Yimei smiled in his mouth, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and a faint sense of crisis lingered in his heart.

But there was a crisis that didn't know where it came from, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Tian in front of him, this time, Huang Yimei felt a faint killing intent from the other party's body.

"He's trying to kill me?"

Huang Yimei still looked at Wu Tian with a smile on his face, but his body jumped up and trembled slightly. But from time to time he was afraid, but excited, after all, this was the life-and-death duel he had been looking forward to.

"Humph!"

After a few words of dialogue with a strong smell of gunpowder, Wu Tian's patience was finally polished, only to see him snort coldly, the sword in his hand was raised, and it turned into a silver light and attacked Huang Yimei, the speed was extremely fast, but in the face of Huang Yimei, who was also practicing a fast sword, it was an opponent.

Ao Fenggu judged: "The sword technique penetrates the high level!"

"It seems that as the young palace master of the Seven Killing Palace, Wu Tian is indeed quite strong, but the level of this sword technique through the high level is not something that can be achieved overnight. ”

Huang Yimei waved the thin sword in his hand, only to see that his sword body was slightly swinging, and the whole person had turned into an afterimage.

It is the beauty of the "Four Winds Sword Technique" that he practiced, which is sharp and gentle, fast and flexible, like a dream.

"It's so powerful, I can't see Huang Yimei's swordsmanship at all, I'm not his opponent. Among the onlookers, a four-star martial artist looked at Huang Yimei, and a look of fear appeared in his heart.

The thin sword in Huang Yimei's hand was sometimes like a cold winter wind, cold. Sometimes it is like an autumn wind, swept away. It's like a summer hurricane, and it's raging. Sometimes like a spring breeze, gentle with murderous intent.

I have to say that although Huang Yimei's swordsmanship realm is not as good as Ao Fenggu, the "Four Winds Swordsmanship" in his hand is extremely exquisite.

Even if it was Wu Tian, when he saw the subtlety of this sword technique, he couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, but then it was covered up by a touch of arrogance.

"Oh, the swordsmanship is good, but that's the end of it!"

Saying that, Wu Tian instantly unfolded the martial arts realm, and at the same time activated the medal in his body, he planned to use all his strength to knock Huang Yimei down in an instant, he wanted to watch Huang Yimei's painful expression beg for mercy under his sword.

That's right, he just likes the look on someone else's face when they're desperate!

The two warriors behind Wu Tian, dressed in black, gave Ao Fenggu a particularly strange feeling, and Ao Fenggu frowned.

"Those two subordinates are stronger than Wu Tian!"

Hong Liangliang whispered: "Look who can win!"

"Huang Yimei lacks actual combat experience, and this battle is difficult to say. ”