The battle for the championship between the Hidden Dragon Academy team and the Black Prison Academy team can be described as wonderful, pure sword skills, the battle between barbarism and charm, the gorgeous and changeable battle of thunder and fire, the collision of strong attack and extreme defense, the suppression battle between flames and poisonous clouds, every duel is exciting to watch. And the most exciting of them is the pure battle of knife skills.

There is no trace of gorgeous pure knife skills in Yang Yi and the knife-wielding boy to show it vividly, every move and style do not have too many residual moves, and some are just the simplest knife.

"Boom..."

The two swarthy broadswords collided wildly, wisps of sparks splashed everywhere, thunder and light, and demonic energy was monstrous. The sword power generated by the collision of the two huge forces was like a sudden wave of qi surging away, surging to all sides one wave after another. Accompanied by ten thousand heavy swords, like ten thousand long knives, slashing around. These domineering swords gradually formed layers of swords around the two of them, as if this piece of heaven and earth was a dangerous knife domain that was difficult for thousands of people to get out of.

"Bang"

A loud bang sounded, and the invisible qi wave became stronger and stronger between the two knives, gradually forming a fierce sword qi wind. At the same time, a terrifying sword momentum is rising, just like old enemies, confronting each other and not giving in to each other.

"Fight to the Death"

Yang Yi frantically danced the big knife, attacking from all directions, the knife was like the wind, fast as thunder, steady as a heavy mountain, and the big knife glowing with thunder was like a thunderbolt in his hand, slashing heavily at the knife-wielding boy.

The knife-wielding young man looked at Yang Yi, who was becoming more and more courageous, and felt the huge force coming from the knife, and was shocked, and could only be forced to defend with all his might. But as time went by, the more the knife-wielding boy fought, the more frightened he became, and Yang Yi's offensive not only did not slow down, but became more and more energetic, as if he was using a god of war who would not get tired.

The long-term confrontation seemed to have made the knife-wielding boy about to reach his limit, but he shouted loudly, and a strong demon yuan surged out of his body, instantly shaking Yang Yi, who was still swinging the knife frantically.

After repeated confrontations with Yang Yi, the knife-wielding young man knew the strength of the other party, and if he wanted to win, he could only defeat the enemy with one move, otherwise it would be a never-ending battle, until one side was exhausted to distinguish the winner. And the knife-wielding boy whose physical strength and endurance were not as good as Yang Yi's certainly didn't want to go on like this, so he had to take out the most powerful offensive and give the opponent a fatal blow.

"Magic Blade"

Suddenly, a terrifying and domineering knife momentum swept overwhelmed. The terrifying coercion made Yang Yi breathless for a while.

"Uhhhhhh

Yang Yi shouted loudly, and an extremely ordinary majestic sword momentum surged out, directly pushing the domineering sword momentum back.

"Chop"

The young man with the knife held the knife in both hands, and with a wave of his strength, a thousand zhang sword slashed through the sky, slashing with the power of crushing everything.

"Shadowless"

Yang Yi stared at the slashing knife, a fine light shot out of his eyes, and he held the knife in both hands, as fast as lightning, and struck hard, and a heavy knife shadow slashed towards the knife.

With a "bang", the shadow of the ten thousand heavy blades slashed out the ten thousand zhang blades.

"Good fellow, this kid's knife skills have improved again. Jian Wuchen in the audience looked at Yang Yi's move just now, his eyes shrank and exclaimed.

"Eight Styles of the Magic Knife"

The knife-wielding young man was shocked when he saw that his move was so simple for Yang Yi to break, and directly picked up the long knife, stepped on a strange step, and slashed at Yang Yi with a bloodthirsty knife technique.

"Unbroken"

Yang Yi was so powerful in his heart that he quickly took out the knife, forming a substantial knife around him

, colliding with the magic knife slashed by the knife-wielding boy.

"Damn, I don't believe I can't cut through your defenses. The sword-wielding young man was very anxious when he saw that his magic knife eight style had not broken through Yang Yi's defense for the time being, and wisps of red flashed in his eyes.

"Into the Devil!" Yang Yi looked at the knife-wielding young man's dark pupils gradually turning red, and smiled coldly, knowing that the other side had gradually entered the state.

"Crazy Slash"

Yang Yi felt the increasingly heavy knife strength, and struck hard, directly casting three consecutive blows to knock him away.

"Roar"

The sword-wielding boy let out a beast-like roar, his pale red eyes became deeper, the strong muscles of his whole body swelled, the green muscles burst out, and his face was pale, as if he was suffering extremely strong pain.

"Bang"

Yang Yi was directly slashed back several steps by the knife-wielding young man who was killed madly.

"Give me back. ”

Yang Yi jumped lightly, slashed diagonally with his knife, and the long black knife was full of thunder, slashing away with a thunderous momentum.

"Boom"

The long knife waved, thunder and thunder splashed, and the heavy knife force slashed the knife-wielding boy a few meters away, and the strong thunder force made his hair stand upright, and his mouth spit black smoke.

"Roar"

The knife-wielding boy roared angrily, and suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds were thick, and the demonic aura was monstrous, as if a troll appeared here.

"Such a strong demonic power, if this person is not removed, it will become a catastrophe. Dao Yuan in the audience said with a cold face.

Yang Yi looked at the knife-wielding young man who was crazy and demonic, his face sank, and a wave of thunder power surged out from his body, and the dark blue thunder light suddenly illuminated the darkened world.

"Thunderball"

Yang Yi jumped lightly again, turned into a thunderbolt, and fell from the sky, and a thunderous big knife turned into a thunderous sword, falling with the shadow.

"Thunderbolt"

Thunder snakes poured into the body of the knife-wielding boy along the blades that came into contact. But at this moment, a red light flashed, and the demon yuan in the magic knife skyrocketed, and suddenly forced the power of thunder back.

"Give me back. ”

As soon as Yang Yi exerted his hands, the thunder power in his body was output desperately, and he pushed the demon yuan back in a moment.

"Roll"

I saw the young man with the knife, and he shouted angrily, and the demon yuan that was tumbling on the knife suddenly became boiling, like boiling water.

One is good and one is evil, and the two opposing attributes of the Yuan Force are holding each other like this, evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. And at this moment, the entire ring is also divided into a bipolar world. On the one hand, the Thunder Hell is filled with the power of ten thousand thunders, and on the other hand, the Demon Domain of the surging Demon Yuan.

Suddenly, a crimson flame shattered the balance between good and evil. It turned out that Mo Yan had successfully defeated the poisonous boy, seriously injured him, and kicked him out of the ring.

"Blaze"

Mo Yan held the flaming spear in his hand, which directly turned into a flash of fire and stabbed at the back of the knife-wielding boy.

"Poof"

Due to the influence of the knife-wielding young man's body, Mo Yan's shot was forced to change direction, and it only cut through a layer of skin on his left arm and shoulder. However, although this wound was small, the flame in the flame spear sank into his body along this small scratch, directly vaporizing the blood that had not yet flowed out.

"Roar"

The fire of the heart drilled into the body of the knife-wielding boy

Inside, the wisp of flame that continued to heat suddenly burned his entire left arm red. The severe pain made the knife-wielding boy even more frenzied, and the demon yuan in his body surged, instantly shaking Mo Yan and Yang Yi away. The surging demon element also directly discharged the Yanxin Earth Fire that invaded the body.

"Kill"

The knife-wielding boy roared angrily, and his reddened left arm was surprisingly well under the surging demon yuan. At the same time, a terrifying murderous aura surged in, and the blood-red eyes made people tremble when they saw it.

"Oh no, the knife is completely demonized again. The charming girl who was entangled with Wang Ye felt this monstrous killing intent, and said with a solemn face.

"Hmph, if you care about others, you might as well care about yourself. Wang Ye appeared behind the charming girl like a wild wolf, and then turned his fists into claws, ready to grab her shoulders and throw her out.

But who would have thought that the upper body of the charming girl leaned back slightly, and Wang Ye's hands slid directly from her shoulders to her chest.

Wang Ye felt a little regretful that he didn't catch her shoulders, and only felt a layer of gauze on his hands, so he had to plan to grab her robe and throw her out of the ring. So Wang Ye stretched his hands forward slightly, and clenched his claws hard, only to see the charming girl leaning back again to avoid this move.

Seeing this, how could Wang Ye let go of the opportunity, stepped on his right foot, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed the charming girl with all his might. Suddenly, the charming girl who couldn't dodge could only look at the thunderous fist smashing on her body.

"Hmm..."

The strength of Wang Ye's fist was very strong, and he directly knocked the charming girl several meters away, only to see her step lightly, her body moved slightly, and she stopped the upside-down flying figure, and a pair of angry eyes stared directly at the young man in front of her.

"Hehehe, interesting. Wang Ye looked at the charming girl who was a little shy and sneered.

"You..." When the charming girl heard this, her shame deepened, and her cheeks seemed to be smeared with a layer of redness, which looked very cute.

Since Wang Ye had almost no contact with other women except for his mother, no one had explained to him the difference between men and women. In his mind, men and women are the same, but they look different in appearance and body shape. That's why he was desperate, didn't look at the direction, and punched directly where he shouldn't have been.

The charming girl looked at Wang Ye's harmless look and was very angry, thinking that he had taken advantage and deliberately pretended to be so.

"Damn, you scoundrel, see that I don't kill you. The charming girl said angrily.

When Wang Ye heard this, he was slightly stunned, and said angrily: "Neuropathy, why do you say that I am a hooligan for no reason, it's inexplicable." ”

When the charming girl heard this, she was so angry that she was ashamed and angry and wanted to kill him immediately.

"You took advantage of me, and even though you still say such mean things, it's not a hooligan, that's what. The charming girl said angrily.

Wang Ye looked at the unreasonable crazy woman in front of him, and said sneeringly: "It's ridiculous, when did I take advantage of you, I look like a female monkey, and I really treat myself as a green onion." ”

The charming girl was really angered by Wang Ye's words, and directly roared: "Stinky rascal, you go to die." ”

Wang Ye dodged the angry blow of the charming girl, and said coldly: "What a crazy woman, it's unreasonable, see if I don't clean you up." ”

"Die. ”

The charming girl now completely ignores the knife-wielding boy who has been completely demonized, and Wang Ye's behavior and mean words have made her lose her mind, and also make her temporarily forget the fact that she has phantom pupils. In her mind now, the only thing that matters is to kill the extremely mean scoundrel in front of her.