The moment her right palm touched the enchantment, the flame in her palm quickly dimmed, and disappeared into the pale soul power in just a few breaths.

Judging from Fang Cai's cultivation, her making such a move would be tantamount to sending her to death in vain.

Just as her right arm was fully entering the enchantment, the pale soul power suddenly disappeared. And her palm also slapped straight on Wen Yu's left shoulder.

Ye Luwu looked at the still smiling face in front of him, and his right hand quickly slid to his neck, and then exerted force.

"It's nice to be able to see my flaws in such a short period of time. ”

His voice sank, and instead of stopping Ye Luwu, he opened his right hand slightly, as if waiting for something.

Ye Luwu's heart jumped violently, and then he quickly let go of his hand and dodged sideways.

She had just avoided half a step when there was a sound of breaking the air behind her, and a long sword came with a strong wind, although it did not touch the blade, it still cut a corner of her robe.

The inner demon represented by Wen Yu was her cultivation in the first half of her life.

With his cultivation, he couldn't destroy the Lanmen martial arts arena, but Ye Luwu could.

"It's just a demon, but it's strong when it's strong. She gently moved the joint of her right hand and said slowly: "How can you succeed in dealing with me with my cultivation?"

The plan was punctured, Wen Yu seemed to see something expected, and did not panic: "You know, what can you do? I have a sword in my hand, and you are empty-handed, not to mention ......"

His gaze glanced faintly at Ye Luwu's bare left wrist, and he chuckled, "Xiaowu, how can you win me with the way you look now?"

Looking at the pretending gentle smiling face in front of him, Ye Luwu just wanted to rush forward immediately, completely tear off the disguise on this heart demon, and then stomp it under his feet.

"Whether you win or not, you can't just talk about it. ”

Her eyes were slightly cold, and while secretly estimating the next offensive move, she said softly: "The wood moves to become the wind, and the wind helps the fire." The reason why I gave up my original advantage was that I didn't want to do much. If it can be solved in an easier way, why fight to the death?"

Just like the left hand she cut off with her own hands, in order to completely cut off the "leafy" soul of this body. This is not the best solution, but it is the most straightforward and effective.

She's never been bothered.

And because of the particularity of Wen Yufeng's soul power, and the old injuries in the meridians of both arms, his swordsmanship can only be regarded as a medium level in the Lanmen. However, he didn't need to pay too much attention to these things, after all, there was an enchantment in the wind, and any blade and body technique were the same in front of him.

As long as he's alive, the barrier won't break. And if the barrier is not broken, no one can hurt him.

However, the premise of Wen Yu's invincibility is that he must have soul power.

Ye Luwu stretched out his fingers and clicked on his body a few times very quickly, sealing all the meridians around him.

Without soul power, although she can get close, she can also completely expose her own movements.

Moreover, her body skills are no longer as agile as they were in their heyday, and it must not be easy to dodge Wen Yu's sword.

Can't hide from ...... If you don't hide, you are.

Wen Yu had already slowly raised the long sword from his side, and then quickly stabbed forward. The opponent can only fight, or attack from the side, this is the first form of Lanmen swordsmanship.

The starting style is a feint, and if you want to avoid this blow and find another way, the next sword variation will be even more difficult.

Ye Luwu was empty-handed, but he didn't want to dodge, so he put his right arm across his body and met him.

In just a few breaths, the blade of the sword that glowed with cold light touched the center of her brow.

At this moment, she hurriedly bent her body downward, and the blade brushed the back of her head's bun, and a few strands of green silk immediately fell in front of her.

The pace of his feet changed, his left leg took a big step forward, and his right hand was pushed forward as a palm, and the next moment it would hit Wen Yu's chest.

The palm was only half an inch away from his body, and there was a gust of cold wind behind him, Ye Luwu decisively closed his palm, the whole body leaned to the left, and her left knee was slightly borrowed on the ground, she rolled on the ground and landed lightly on Wen Yu's left back.

By this time, his long sword had already turned into a stab, and landed where she was.

There are four types of one move, and if you dodge a continuous attack, you can get a very short chance.

Ye Luwu deliberately squatted on the ground and never got up, and a moment later, the cold sword blade had already arrived in front of her, sweeping towards her legs.

Now is the time!

The tense legs kicked violently on the masonry, and the whole body jumped more than half a foot.

The left leg quickly straightened at this moment, and when the body began to fall, the tip of the foot was just above Wen Yu's sword edge.

With just a little bit of strength, Ye Luwu changed the direction of his body and quickly struck forward.

The palmless left arm was back in front of him, while the right palm was raised high, splitting the dense fog around him a little, feigning an attack.

I saw Wen Yu withdraw the long sword to his side, his right leg retreated slightly, and his whole body avoided aside, avoiding Ye Luwu's right palm that was about to fall.

However, his right hand gently threw the long sword upward, and after rotating his body for half a circle, his left hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and his backhand aimed the blade at Ye Luwu's throat and stabbed out.

This is the last form.

A cold light flashed in Ye Luwu's eyes, and he only turned his head slightly to the right, and the attack in his hand did not decrease at all, and he still slashed downward.

Wen Yu's sword blade grazed her neck deeply, and her right palm also slammed into Wen Yu's eyebrows.

"Zhihai is destroyed," Ye Luwu said coldly: "You, lost." ”

Although she didn't use her soul power, the blow she used with all her strength still made Wen Yu's mind a little confused, and even the things in front of her were a little indistinguishable.

Ye Luwu's right leg was slightly bent, and his straight left leg swept hard at his feet.

Before Wen Yu could dodge and was about to fall to the ground, she kicked out her left leg again, kicking him on the left wrist.

Because he couldn't see the attack in front of him clearly, Ye Luwu's move didn't have time to dodge, and he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the long sword was already out of his hand.

At the moment when he fell to the ground, Ye Luwu's right leg was violently forced, his body took a big step forward, and he held the long sword in his hand with his right hand.

The thick fog on the ground dissipated a little as he fell to the ground, and the blade of the sword that shone with cold light immediately hit his throat.

"Why don't you hide?!"

Wen Yu only recovered from the momentary dizziness at this time, and his eyes opened angrily, "This is different from your memory, the last sword, you should be able to dodge! Your attack timing should be in the ......"

"After the end of the fourth form?"

Ye Luwu squatted in front of him, and the sharp blade moved slightly around his neck, leaving a striking line of blood, "Why do you think that with the memory of the competition between me and Wen Yu, you can win me?"

"Could it be that you've been letting him?!" A look of shock appeared in his eyes, and this look appeared on Wen Yu's face, making Ye Luwu feel a little bored in his heart.

"The entire Shuyun Villa clan has been destroyed, if I don't let him, how can he have the confidence to go to Moque for revenge. ”

With that, Ye Luwu's right wrist slammed into force, and the cold long sword pierced through his neck.

"Kill me, and you won't be afraid of ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he lay on the ground forever.

Book Keju Reading Website: