Sun Yuanshan glanced at Wu Ziyue, who was already stunned, and no matter what his reaction was, he carried the half-dead Sun Xing and flew out.

"Grandpa, good fight, should, should be slapped again......"

In a blink of an eye, the grandfather and grandson had disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Wu Ziyue trembled, and looked at Sun Yuanshan's reaction to leave with resentment: "Old horseman, this son has grown so big in this life, even my father has never beaten me like this, you dare to teach me on behalf ......of my father, ahhh

"This Sun Yuanshan is too domineering!"

"Yes, as a senior, one of the three top powerhouses in Qi Yuan City, it's too shameless to attack a junior."

After making sure that Sun Yuanshan had taken Sun Xing home, everyone in the audience echoed indignantly.

On the other hand, Zhou Yi stood under the stage with a smile: "Shizi, that, will the sparring continue?" ”

"Go on, naturally go on, you get out of here!"

Wu Ziyue covered his face and yelled, which made the remaining applicants who had not yet played all breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhou Yi like a fool.

People are angry, no one dares to squeak, there is a stupid hat willing to go up as a punching bag, it couldn't be better.

"Okay."

Zhou Yi doesn't care about this, although he hasn't broken through to the six-star warrior yet, but with a Xuan-level combat skill and a soul skill, coupled with his own physique, the more Wu Zi wants to use himself as a gas bag, I'm afraid it's almost meaningless.

"Boy, take out your true skills, if you can force out the potential of this son, reward it heavily!"

Although he was so angry that he wanted to kill, in public, Wu Ziyue still had to maintain restraint.

"Don't worry, you won't let the son down."

Zhou Yi hugged his fists, a humble smile and a white dress, and he really felt like a son of a family.

"That's good!"

Wu Ziyue said, and took a new sword on the weapon rack, and so did Zhou Yi, with the long sword in his hand, and he struck out.

While!

The sound of metal handover was heard, and both of them retreated ten meters backwards to stabilize their figures.

Although it was a simple blow, Wu Ziyue was slightly shocked, as a five-star fighter, Zhou Yi was able to repel himself lightly, it was not simple.

"This kid has a bit of strength, no wonder he dared to come to power when Wu Shizi was angry."

"But where is the gap in the realm, can he still defeat Wu Shizi?"

"It's just that there were a few people who didn't dare to do this before, let alone the five-star warriors......"

The two of them struck a blow, and the audience had already begun to judge, Zhou Yi naturally didn't pay attention to it, and the combat power was infused with the long sword, and he killed again.

"Fast enough!"

Wu Ziyue's eyes narrowed, although Zhou Yi's speed was fast, it was just an ordinary attack, on the other hand, he had no less than ten combat skills on the table, so it was up to him how he wanted to deal with it.

When the two of them were still about ten meters apart, Wu Ziyue's long sword suddenly left his hand, and then he toed to the ground, and his body was ten meters in the air.

At this time, the long sword just came to his side, and his hands danced rapidly, and the long sword actually spun up, instantly forming countless sword shadows, shrouding towards Zhou Yi.

"It's a myriad of sword intents, I can't imagine that Wu Shizi has been able to conjure up hundreds of sword intent phantoms, that kid is going to suffer!"

"Wu Shizi used this combat skill, which shows that he is really angry, among the hundreds of long sword phantoms, only one is real, and it is impossible for anyone to tell it, he is dead."

The audience shouted lightly, and Zhou Yi was also shocked, as the son of the Wu family, he really has capital, and it is such a headache to come up with a random combat skill.

"Come on!"

Although he was frightened, Zhou Yi had no fear on his face, and he didn't move with the long sword in his hand, and the phantom of the hundred long swords, like a beehive, all pounced on him.

Brush Brush Brush Brush ......

The light sound continued, and when another long sword phantom appeared, Zhou Yi moved, moved to the left, and raised his sword to block horizontally.

While!

The crisp sound spread, Zhou Yi only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and at the same time, there was a tingling pain in his left shoulder, and when he turned his head, Wu Ziyue's long sword was inserted into the ground of the ring three meters behind him, making a buzzing sound.

"What's the situation? That's a thousand sword intents, he just stood there and moved and blocked, and dissolved? ”

"Let's go dog Xiangyun, it must be that the real sword arrived when he moved the sword, otherwise how could he just be blocked by him!"

The scene on the stage made hundreds of people fry the pot, and Wu Ziyue, who had already landed, also looked at Zhou Yi deeply: "You, can you determine the real sword in the hundreds of sword intents?" ”

"It's just a coincidence!"

Zhou Yi grinned, he didn't shout at the top of his voice, Lao Tzu had a lifeless ancient body, and after being tempered by Emperor Jiuyang, all perceptions were enhanced by more than ten times.

That's a stupid thing to do!

"Well, you're not so lucky next time!"

With a cold snort, Wu Ziyue easily took down an iron cable on the weapon rack, shook it, and swept out.

"Not necessarily!"

Zhou Yi smiled and rushed towards the iron cable, just at the moment when his body and the iron cable were about to collide, he saw his body twist strangely like a long snake, and hundreds of people did not see what was happening, but the iron rope had already reached behind him.

And Zhou Yi himself, the long sword he was carrying was replaced by a flat lift, and after winding out an arc, it flowed like a water shadow, and slowly floated towards Wu Ziyue's heart.

"What? Can the Sword of Darkiron take the form of water? ”

"It must be some kind of combat skill, in fact, the sword is still a sword, but it blinded our eyes!"

The speed of the sword water conversion was so fast that almost as soon as the audience exclaimed, Wu Ziyue felt a drop of water fall on his chest.

He hurriedly retreated in shock, and at the same time flashed to the side, and the next second......

Laugh at!

Wu Ziyue lowered his head and was shocked to find that a long sword was inserted straight on his right chest, fortunately close to his armpit, otherwise his internal organs would probably be directly penetrated.

"Ahh

The sharp screams spread, and enduring the pain of drilling into the heart, Wu Ziyue pulled out the long sword and fell heavily to the ground: "Boy, your name is Zhou Hua, right, did you just hurt this son of the world and eat the gall of the bear's heart and leopard?" ”

"The prince misunderstood......"

Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders: "Shicai is calling the Luoshui Sword Technique in the next blow, the sword turns into a water shape, it seems to be endless and soft, but in fact it is agile and fast, but Wu Shizi is still only injured on the edge of his right chest, don't you feel that you have forced out your potential?" ”

Wu Ziyue covered the wound with one hand, took out a healing pill with the other hand and took it, thinking about it carefully, the right blow was indeed as Zhou Yi said, if he was a little slower by half a minute, he would definitely die now.

But at that moment of lightning, he made the most correct judgment, and even at that moment, it seemed that his combat strength was flowing in one go, and the damage was minimized.

What surprised him even more was that at this moment, he seemed to have spied on the mysteries of the seven-star warriors, which was subtle.

"This blow, this son doesn't care, but it's ......"