85_85898 Cheng Lao scratched his ears, grinned disapprovingly, and then flicked his ear wax, which was extremely comfortable, and the old yin monster sat with a gloomy face, looking at the ring that was split in half, and wanted to say something, but looking at Cheng Lao's disapproving look, he swallowed the words again, and turned his head to see Xue Youtiao smiling at him, Lao Duzi looked like you were looking guilty for yourself, and then he could only pant depressedly, and his hands were depressed and wanted to hit someone.

Lost, lost!!

The old yin monster secretly complained, and when he saw the Ziyan Sword in Wang Yu's hand that was not inferior to any divine weapon in the world, he suddenly thought of the old man's thoughts, and he had never understood the reason and secretly anxious about him.

The corners of Wei Bin's lips turned slightly pale, staring at the cracked crack in the sunken wood, holding the gun in his right hand trembling slightly, this sword qi completely shocked his mind, making him dare not move a step easily.

In the same level of fighting, as long as Wang Yu does not encounter hard stubble, he can generally easily kill the enemy, as he did at the beginning, he can fight Leng Xingqi on the sixth layer with the fourth layer of condensation for a long time, and today, the odds of winning are not a problem when fighting Wei Bin's loose cultivation, but Wei Bin's body is skilled, and the time to fight is much more than him, so it is still a little difficult to fight.

What Wei Bin was even more annoyed at the moment was that the fat pig below looked like a fat pig looking for death, leading a group of disciples to shout there: "Come on, Wang Yu, kill that Wang Ba calf, kill him!" ”

"him!!" A group of disciples chimed in.

As the sound became louder and louder, many people were attracted to it, and there were more than 200 people in the five-unit ring, and the fights in other places suddenly felt much colder.

Seeing that many people often ran over there, Gongsun Heng's nose was crooked, and he shouted angrily to the opponent, Zhi Qiu Lanjiao glared, and the orchid flew up, snapping and shooting directly at the opponent's hard armor.

In the crowd of onlookers shouting, Wei Bin was ignored, and what was even more angry was that others called him a calf, which made him hate from his heart, and he danced the marksmanship of a thousand armies with one hand, and suddenly gave birth, puff puff endless gun shadows flew, dust splashed, and a big drink fell from the head.

Wang Yu took a step back, took out a sword, the sword qi roared straight away, Wei Bin used the gun to insert the sinking wood hardboard, and jumped up with the momentum of the gun, avoiding the sword qi from the split.

The sword qi slashed through Wei Bin's sleeve, cut off the corners of his clothes and slashed at the long flag of the competition, and cut off his waist with a click, and Wei Bin, who had dodged the blow of the sword qi, shot again, and the head of the gun was already close to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu's right hand shook, raised his sword to block, and hit the silver spear barrel, but Wei Bin did not retreat but advanced, the silver spear danced thousands of troops, and a remnant image was played, Wang Yu raised his sword with both hands to block, and he could only rely on the sword sense to come out without knowing the swordsmanship, and fell into passivity for a while.

Wei Bin saw that Wang Yu was in a state of decline, so he stepped up his gun, a silver gun rushed left and right, picked up and smashed up, and suddenly shot out from all directions, leaving only an afterimage.

Wang Yu, who was besieged by marksmanship, blocked the left and right swords everywhere, but Wei Bin's marksmanship was elusive, and he couldn't prevent it, with a whoosh, he was stabbed in the chest, and the scarlet blood stains filled the white clothes, Wei Bin was overjoyed when he saw this, and he drew his gun and stabbed again, this time he stabbed Wang Yu in the throat, and wanted to pick off his head with a shot.

Wang Yu hurriedly swung his sword to block it, Ziyan hit the barrel of Haoyue's gun, and there was a loud sound of the bell, which broke the eardrum, Wei Bin's hands holding the gun were slightly numb, and he couldn't help but deviate from the tip of the gun, and brushed against Wang Yu's throat, scraping out a thin cut.

The thin mouth turned from small to large, and blood gradually flowed out, but Wang Yu, who was born in danger, didn't care about wiping the wound at all, and the Ziyan Sword in his right hand slashed out with a move, slashing at the head of the spear that stabbed him.

But this time, Wei Bin exerted all his strength, the tip of the gun was swirling with yellow mangs, and the cultivation was swirling, Wang Yu hit the head of the gun unprepared, and he couldn't let the tip of the gun deviate, but the tip of the gun stabbed in the chest, and the blood spilled out again, and the white clothes were red with blood.

The disciples in the audience opened their mouths, and Zhang Dabao was even more frightened into a cold sweat, looking at Wang Yu, the corners of his mouth trembled.

Wei Bin's spear tip was inserted into Wang Yu's chest, and he was about to smile coldly, but the purple light flashed, and Wang Yu slashed out with a sword, bell!

Cut off Haoyue with a sword!

Haoyue's silver spear was broken into two, Wang Yu pulled out his backhand, threw the spear head inserted into his body at Wei Bin, and at the same time swung his sword out, becoming a sword of his own!

Wei Bin didn't care about feeling sorry for Haoyue, although Haoyue was unwilling to be cut off, but it could be compared with his life, how could it be compared, when Wang Yu threw the gun, he dodged sideways, clenched half of the gun, and rung Wang Yu's sword move.

Wang Yu's swordsmanship is with him, a sword and a slash, a stab and a spurt, all have the same appearance, the sword moves with his heart, with the body as the sword, in the tip of the sword around the purple mang, the cultivation is bursting out, after being forced into a desperate situation by Wei Bin, the instinctive sense of survival is natural, and it forms one with the Ziyan Sword.

Ziyan Sword has long regarded him as the master, the Pisces and Jiaolong patterns on the hilt of the sword, flowing from the shape, like a living thing, absorbing the cultivation aura infused by Wang Yu, Ziyan suddenly roared, the purple mang shrouded the sword body, and several sword qi that existed spontaneously generated, becoming more and more intense, until the entire ring was shrouded in a sword qi.

Cheng Lao, who had always been unimpressed, stared at it with blazing eyes, and the old yin monster took a step forward, wanting to rescue Wei Bin from the sword qi, but was pulled by Cheng Lao.

Wei Bin, who was in the midst of countless sword qi, was terrified, and this white-clothed scholar really shocked him to the extreme. In any case, he couldn't have imagined that after he actually forced Wang Yu into a desperate situation, he helped Wang realize the mystery of the unity of man and sword.

Holding the Ziyan sword, there is no distraction, and the heart is only for the sword, the heart is the sword, the sword is the heart, and the sword goes with the heart.

Several sword qi filled the ring, whistling and dancing, and the disciples of the Xuanwen Sect who were in charge of supervision had to withdraw in horror, for fear that the sword qi would hurt their bodies.

Wei Bin retreated again and again, but Wang Yu's sword chased after him, and the Ziyan sword clanged on the barrel of the gun, forcing Wei Bin to retreat to the edge of the ring.

Wei Bin shouted angrily, the momentum of his whole body increased sharply, and he poured his whole body into the barrel of the Haoyue gun, and a horizontal blow came out, shocking Wang Yu back a few steps.

Wang Yu looked at each other coldly, focusing on the sword wholeheartedly, and then the Ziyan Sword hummed, and those flying sword qi fell back with a roar, and suddenly the momentum of the Ziyan Sword increased sharply, and the sword qi increased countless times.

Those knowledgeable disciples, when they saw Wang Yu gathering the sword qi, immediately understood, and all dispersed behind Wei Bin with a bang, and the sword qi of the front foot just left, leaving a foot-deep ravine on the ground.

And Wei Bin resisted Wang Yu's sword with a gun, but he just took a step back, and there was no big problem, so he kicked his legs, got up and left the ground, and stabbed Wang Yu with a gun.

Wang Yu took a kick with a cold smile, his right arm was slightly bent, and a sword slashed at the barrel of the gun, touching the spear qi with sword qi, and the bell on the barrel of the gun pierced the eardrum, and everyone couldn't help but cover their ears.

Surprised and shouted, Wei Bin's gun shaft clicked and broke, his face was gloomy, and he could only withdraw and retreat, and at the same time, the iron cone was in his hand, and he stabbed out a few times, Wang Yu stabbed with his sword, and a purple light stabbed out, stabbing the iron cone trembling, and shaking Wei Bin with his sword several feet.

Wang Yu drove closer, and stabbed out with a sword again, the sword body roared, the sword aura was majestic, and the purple flame in one hand roared endlessly.

Wei Bin's complexion changed, he took a big breath and shouted angrily, and the iron cone suddenly swept through thousands of armies, and suddenly touched the Ziyan Sword!

Bang!

The sword qi exploded, Wei Bin's body flew out upside down, the iron cone broke into several pieces, and it trembled upside down on the sinking wooden board, making a buzzing sound.

Wei Bin struggled to stand up slowly, the coarse cloth clothes on his body were blown by the sword qi, and there were no less than hundreds of large and small Ming Caves.

He staggered at Wang Yu, blood gradually dripped out from his sleeves, dripped down his fingertips onto the sunken wooden board, ticking and ticking, drawing a few blood-colored plum blossoms