Tearless Palace

Everyone has moved around the ring, and Yibo and Bloodmist have entered the ring. The two arched their hands at each other, and then drew their swords and fought each other. Both of them can be regarded as masters, but the people below did not realize that in comparison, Yibo was more relaxed, and the blood mist seemed to be doing his best. Yibo was clever in delaying, but the blood mist couldn't hurt him, and he was able to dodge it every time.

Below, Dong Rize was drinking alone, not caring about this competition. Don't Batian and Nangong Yewei seemed to be able to predict the result, and they didn't have much interest in the competition. The former's attention was more on Mo Han, the palace master of the Tearless Palace. And the latter's attention was basically on Shangguan Yuling.

"Ling'er thinks who will win?" Nangong Yedui saw that she was paying attention to the ring, so she asked.

When Shangguan Yuling heard this, he put on a quirky smile, and said, "Is there a suspense?", and then turned his head to look at the competition on the stage.

After a battle, Yibo was still calm, and the blood mist was a little anxious.

"Dad, why can't you see it yet?" Zhongli Mo Huan asked in a low voice.

"Mo Huan, this victory and defeat are clear from the beginning."

"Huh?"

"You carefully observe the North Master and the Blood Mist. One is at ease, the other is doing his best. And the palace master and the other three principals did not have a trace of worry, and even looked like watching a play. The strength of the North Principal is probably far greater than that of the Blood Mist. ”

Zhongli Mo Huan followed what his father said, and looked at it in turn, and it was really so. You'll have to look closely to see some clues.

"I didn't expect Yibo's martial arts to improve a lot." Piaoxiang looked at the stage and sighed in her heart.

The blood mist was annoyed by Yibo, his hands couldn't help but tighten, his eyes were firm and fierce, and he decided to do his best to separate the victory from him. I saw him jump up and attack Yibo at great speed. Seeing this, Yibo carried the polar wind footwork under his feet. Seeing that he was about to pass by from the right side, the blood mist hurriedly went to stop him, but he didn't know that Yibo's body quickly skipped past him with a strange loneliness, coupled with the extreme wind footwork under his feet. Then he got up, borrowed his strength on the pillar, turned over the blood mist backwards, and came to the door with a kick. The blood mist reaction was also fast, and he was busy blocking it, although he blocked some force, he was still forced to take several steps back before he could stabilize his body. Before he could breathe, Yibo had already attacked, and the blood mist hurriedly raised his sword to deal with it. After a few moves, Blood Mist used the Lianying Sword Technique, which was his stunt that few people had been able to crack for a long time. That's why he's confident. As the name suggests, the sword is unsheathed and there are countless shadows, so that the opponent can't tell where the sword falls, and often it will be firmly hit by a sword. There was a sneer embedded in the blood mist, and he was full of confidence that this sword could end the fight. Indeed, it was not he who won.

Seeing that Yibo was about to be hit by this sword, he suddenly disappeared, and the next second he felt a chill on his neck. Yi Fu didn't know how to get behind the blood mist, just in the blink of an eye.

Everyone present sighed. The martial arts attainments of this northern master are so profound, I'm afraid that several masters are comparable! This tearless palace is really a hard stubble. The corners of Shangguan Yuling's mouth pulled out a faint smile, and Nangong Yeyi looked at Yibo on the stage thoughtfully. Don't Batian frowned, and then stretched again, as if unaffected. And Shen Tumo needless to say, his face was angry. After all, he proposed it, but now he has been slapped in the face.

Among so many people, I'm afraid that few people have seen Yibo's actions just now! Yibo was actually judging the true position of the sword from the blood mist, and it was clear for only a moment, and at the moment when the sword fell, Yibo raised the sword to block it and then quickly flashed, behind the blood mist, and then the sword fell on the neck of the blood mist.

"I conceded."

"The head of the north, it's really powerful, the blood mist admires!" The blood mist turned around and saluted Yibo back, still a little frightened in his heart, if he really fought with the enemy, he was afraid that he would really die like this. But they quickly reined in their emotions, and then both turned back to their positions

"The palace master has such a capable person, it really makes me envious!" Don't Batian said suddenly.